Garrosh huddled up in a ball, holding his head in his hands, with a look of fear on his face, he was scared to death.
However, a layer of golden power of holy light unexpectedly appeared on his body, successfully blocking the Doomhammer.
All the leaders present were shocked.
Robbie looked at the two figures, an old man and a young man, and was very surprised.
Outside the door of the throne room, the prophet Velen and Prince Anduin rushed over panting. Velen used the power of the Holy Light in time to protect Garrosh.
"Dear Savior, please don't kill the chief!"
In front of the orcs, Prophet Velen has always been submissive, like a timid mouse.
I don’t know how much courage Viren mustered up, and trotted up to Thrall, with a flattering and flattering look on his face:
"Savior, Warchief Garrosh should not die like this. After all, he saved Azeroth time and time again."
At the same time, Anduin also ran up to Varian.
"In the name of the Holy Light, I command you to save Warchief Garrosh."
Faced with Anduin's terrifying holy light, Varian was afraid from the bottom of his heart and hurriedly hid behind Sylvanas.
"You can't escape, you must face your destiny." Anduin followed closely, but was stopped by the Wither.
Anduin gathered the power of the Holy Light in his palm and was about to push the Wither away. Sylvanas turned her head and smiled:
"Little lion, this is not a place for you to run wild."
Several undead orcs came over and grabbed Anduin's limbs. Anduin's holy light was extinguished. He was trembling with fear and speechless.
Thrall raised his head, and when he saw that Velen had ruined a good thing, he became very angry.
In Thrall's mind, the draenei are even lower than the tauren. The tauren can also be used as food for the orcs, while the draenei are just useless trash.
"You call this idiot Chief."
Thrall let out a terrifying roar and struck Velen with a hammer.
Velen was so frightened that he did not dare to fight with the power of the Holy Light. He subconsciously raised his arm to resist, and the hammer hit Velen's arm.
Fortunately, the Draenei's physical fitness was excellent and his arm was intact, but it only caused him pain.
"Dear Lord Savior, please listen to my explanation. Lord Garrosh is related to the safety of Azeroth. The Holy Light tells me..."
Seeing that Velen did not dare to use the Holy Light, Thrall became more and more aggressive, interrupted Velen's words, and shouted:
"The Holy Light is just useless trash." After saying that, he hit Velen with another hammer.
With this hammer, Thrall used the power of the elements. Velen still did not dare to use the holy light and raised his arms to resist again. Unfortunately, flesh and blood could not resist the elements. As a crisp sound sounded, Velen's right arm was broken, and it appeared that
Create an irregular shape.
"ah!"
Velen was in pain, screamed loudly, and retorted obediently: "The Holy Light guides us..."
"The Holy Light made the draenei make food for the orcs. The meat is really unpalatable." Seeing Velen being so timid, Thrall became even more unscrupulous, hitting him with hammer after hammer.
"Lord Savior, please listen to my explanation." Velen tried his best to avoid it, while trying his best to defend, with tears welling up in his eyes.
Sarnaken listened to Velen's nonsense and struck hard like a hammer, vowing to take his life:
"Delaenei are all cowards. Do you want the orcs to be as useless as the draenei? Go to hell, you useless leader. It is because of your incompetence that the draenei are so miserable."
A totem was inserted into the ground, giving the Doomhammer the windfury effect, and the Doomhammer swung at an invisible speed.
Velen was suddenly unable to resist, and Thrall hit him on the waist with a hammer.
The sound of fractures sounded again. Viren's waist was broken and he fell to the ground, unable to get up.
Thrall took advantage of the victory and hit Velen on the head with a hammer.
Viren screamed again, blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and Thrall smiled ferociously:
"Prophet Velen, are you willing to die for Garrosh? And you have to pay for all the draenei."
Half of Velen's face was covered in blood and flesh, and he spoke with difficulty: "Lord Savior, everything I do is for Azeroth..."
Thrall sneered and said: "What a clumsy lie. I used this excuse to eat countless tauren and pandaren. You must pay the price for what you did."
Thrall raised the Doomhammer and was about to smash Velen's head.
At this critical moment, Velen finally used the Holy Light, and the golden Holy Light covered his body.
Thrall was smart enough to know how terrifying Velen was when he used the Holy Light, so he quickly jumped aside.
Sylvanas on the side scolded: "Velen, don't be so presumptuous, you must face up to your position, lowly Draenei."
The Holy Light initially healed Velen's injuries and stopped the bleeding. Velen said in a low voice: "Your Majesty the Queen of Darkness, please listen to me. The Holy Light has given a prophecy. Lord Garrosh is related to the future of Azeroth.
Without Garrosh, Azeroth would be destroyed."
Sylvanas walked towards Velen step by step, stretched out her right hand and grabbed Velen's throat. Although Velen was tall, two heads taller than Sylvanas, he was as weak as a child at this moment.
"Azeroth will not be destroyed because of the absence of any one person. Useless old thing, your prophecy will only bring destruction, just like the miserable Draenei."
With a fierce wave of her hand, Sylvanas threw Velen far away, and a group of tall abominations surrounded Velen.
Compared to the cunning Velen, Sylvanas felt that the young Anduin was easier to coax. A smile appeared on her face and she came to the subdued Anduin.
"Anduin, if you don't want to be eaten by hatred together with Velen, you'd better tell the truth."
Anduin turned pale with fear and said tremblingly: "Velen and I were hiding in the Kingdom of Grace, and suddenly..."
"Wait a minute, where is the Kingdom of Grace?" Sylvanas interrupted Anduin's narration.
Anduin swallowed his saliva and whispered: "The Kingdom of Grace is a gorgeous invisible spaceship that usually floats on the sea. It collects beauties from all races in the universe, which is dazzling. Velen showed off to me, there are three thousand in total.
Multiple races.”
Sylvanas chuckled and said: "This old thing really knows how to enjoy it, keep talking."
Anduin continued: "We saw a beam of light, coming from the moon goddess Elune. She told us that times have changed. The Legion's Shadow of Argus did not win the bid. The Shadow of Heaven from the Kingdom of Holy Light is coming soon.
In the future, the holy light shines on the earth, and all the heroic spirits will be resurrected and fight against each other until the blood is shed."
Sylvanas asked strangely: "Whose blood."
Anduin shook his head and said he didn't know.
Compared to Velen's so-called Holy Light prophecy, Anduin's words were obviously more credible. Sylvanas hesitated, pointed to Garrosh on the ground and asked:
"Why can't this orc die?"
Anduin said softly: "Moon God Elune said that the Shadow of Heaven cannot come to Azeroth at will. It needs an opportunity and a mistake."
Sylvanas looked puzzled and nodded in understanding.
Robbie on the side felt relieved.
The so-called opportunity and mistake refer to the dangerous behavior of interfering with time on a large scale, which is the arrival of the world of Draenor thirty-five years ago.
Among all races in the universe, this is a wrong behavior that violates the rules. Only when the creatures of Azeroth make mistakes do they have an excuse to interfere.
Shadow of Argus, the tribes of Azeroth did not resist the moon god Elune.
What about the Shadow of Heaven? Robbie was lost in thought.