After coming out of Karazhan, Thrall hummed an unknown ditty, feeling happy in his heart.
Since the opening of the Dark Portal, Medivh has been controlling the situation in Azeroth. Although the Lich King Arthas unexpectedly appeared, he is basically under control otherwise.
Even if Garrosh was defeated and put on trial, it was done with Medivh's tacit approval.
Now, Garrosh built the Iron Horde in the parallel world of Draenor thirty-five years ago, and it has escaped Medivh's control, making Medivh feel unhappy.
Medivh sent his disciple Khadgar, with the purpose of joining this chaos. Thrall's burden was relieved a lot, and the risk of dying in battle was reduced.
Khadgar is a leader who has experienced many battles, especially in dealing with orcs, and can be said to be extremely experienced.
In addition, Medivh gave Thrall another task, which coincided with Vol'jin's instructions, to contact the Alliance to build the Dark Portal.
Thrall used the Orb of Deception, transformed into a human, and drank in a tavern in Night Town.
After thinking about it and racking his brains, Thrall couldn't find a reason to convince Varian.
"This is an impossible task unless Varian is a fool."
Sal growled angrily and drank half a bottle of wine. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he thought of a way.
Since you can't complete it yourself, then you threaten another person to take your place. In order to survive, that person must fight to the death to complete the task.
The first choice for this replacement is Prophet Velen.
Saljovelen meets in Booty Bay.
Velen arrived at the Booty Bay Hotel half a day in advance and made an appointment to meet in the morning. He waited until dark but did not see Thrall.
Velen was afraid of Thrall, the savior, from the bottom of his heart, not only because Thrall was highly respected among the orcs, but the orcs were the enemies of the draenei.
Velen cares more about prophecies.
In countless chaotic visions and prophecies, Thrall transformed into the terrifying Beast Emperor and swallowed Azeroth in one go, leaving a shadow in Velen's heart.
When Thrall didn't show up, Velen didn't dare to leave. He waited for three days and three nights. Velen, who had not had any water, was so hungry that he almost fainted, and Thrall arrived late.
"I just came back from Karazhan."
Sal grinned and deliberately threatened:
"Prophet Velen, you are in danger. Medivh knew that you were colluding with Garrosh. He was furious and planned to use magic to destroy the Exodar and extract your soul and seal it in the structure. Medivh said
Well, Karazhan needs a new curator."
Velen turned pale with fright, fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, and shouted: "Saviour, save me."
Thrall sat opposite Velen and pretended to take credit:
"Thanks to my hard pleas, Medivh promised to spare your life first, but I just wanted to tell you one thing. If you can't complete it, the old and new accounts will be settled together."
Viren saw a glimmer of hope and begged: "As long as it can keep me alive, I will do anything, even if I am afraid of destroying the Burning Legion."
Thrall stood up, slapped Velen in the face, and yelled domineeringly:
"Don't you know the relationship between Medivh and the Burning Legion? You are such an old fool to say such stupid things."
Viren smiled flatteringly and said: "Yes, yes, I am just an old fool."
Thrall sat back and said slowly: "Medivh hated Garrosh so much that he planned to readjust the Dark Portal, break into the world of Draenor thirty-five years ago, and take off Garrosh's head. Medivh
Wen Renren is willing to give you a chance. If you can convince Varian to join in, your crimes can be temporarily recorded."
Viren wiped the sweat from his forehead and said shivering:
"Navarion hates me because of Anduin. I heard that Stormwind Fortress has just recruited some guards with mysterious origins just to deal with me."
Thrall didn't listen to what Velen said. He stood up and said, "This is your business. You just need to know that if you can't finish it within a month, prepare to go to Karazhan and be the curator."
After that, Thrall walked away, leaving only Velen's back.
Viren's nose felt sore and he almost cried.
Although he was an undisputed great leader among the draenei, he was bullied once he left the Exodar.
How can I convince Varian?
Wei Lun frowned and drank a bottle of wine. Because his stomach was empty, he suddenly felt drunk.
In a daze, Wei Lun suddenly thought of a way.
Unexpectedly, I was unable to complete this task, so I ordered another person to take my place. In order to survive, he must risk his life to complete the task.
Just do it.
Having made up his mind, Viren quickly had a suitable candidate in mind.
The resourceful and eloquent defender Maraad.
Velen asked Malgard to meet him in Thorntooth City.
Maraad arrived at the Jingtooth City Hotel one day in advance and prepared a sumptuous table of wine and food.
I waited and waited, but Velen didn't come.
The rules of the Draenei are very strict. If the great prophet Velen does not come, the banquet cannot be held.
The food and wine were taken away, and a new table was made and served, and this was done seven times. On the seventh day, Maraad was so hungry that he was dying, and Velen arrived calmly.
"I just returned from Shattrath City, the City of Holy Light."
Viren said angrily:
"Guardian Maraad, you are in danger. The Holy Light protects us. The master of Shattrath, Naru'adal, has found evidence that you colluded with the orcs and slaughtered the draenei. Adal swore to kill you.
Pull out the soul, Shattrath City needs a new Holy Light Puppet."
Maraad was so frightened that he fell to the ground in a hurry:
"It's unfair. How could I have colluded with the orcs? There must be something wrong."
Hunger caused Maraad's brain to be undersupplied, his IQ was not online, and he was unable to see through Velen's lies.
Velen said in a cadence:
"I know your character well and would never do such a thing. Thanks to my hard pleas, Naruadal let you go temporarily. I just told you one thing. If you can't complete it, the old and new accounts will be settled together."
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Maraad saw hope and hurriedly asked: "What do you need me to do?"
Velen whispered: "Naru'adal hates orcs the most. I heard that Garrosh established the Iron Horde in Draenor thirty-five years ago and ordered us to destroy the Iron Horde and take Garrosh's head. You
It should be clear that the draenei alone cannot do this, and King Varian must be persuaded to participate."
Maraad's IQ recovered a little, and he realized something was wrong:
"Prophet Velen, this is an impossible task."
Viren snorted coldly: "If you have any difficulties, please explain them to Adal."
Having said that, Velen also wanted to imitate Thrall and walk away.
Maraad shouted from behind: "Prophet, have you ever thought that this may be a trick of the tribe."
"Horde?" Velen turned around and looked at Maraad in confusion.
Maraad patiently explained:
"Thall and Vol'jin are the best among human beings. If I were Wo'jin, I would definitely try my best to persuade the Alliance to participate. I would wait for the Iron Horde to come over and deliberately delay the opportunity to fight, prompting the Iron Horde to occupy the Cursed Land. Then Steel
The Horde's goal must be Stormwind City. The Alliance must fight Garrosh desperately in order to survive. The Horde took the opportunity to harass the rear and even secretly joined forces with the Iron Horde to destroy Stormwind first and then massacre Ironforge. After the Iron Horde has exhausted its troops, it will then stand up to clean up the mess.