It's raining heavily in Delano, and it's rainy season again.
At the construction site near Washugu, the Orcs of the New Light Forged were working hard in the rain, while the Orcs of the Old Light were not to be outdone, and both sides held their breath.
Hellscream held an umbrella and raised his head to look at the gray sky, feeling extremely bad.
After Durotan replaced Velen, the situation of the old light-forged orcs was better. At least food was guaranteed, but more work was assigned.
Even with the blessing of the Holy Light, such heavy work crushed the bodies of many orcs. Many old light-forged orcs fell to the ground while working and could never get up again.
The most worrying thing is not the orcs made from the old light, but the orcs made from the new light.
No need to eat, no complaints, perfect labor force.
Shortly after Durotan took over, the weaknesses of the New Light Forged Orcs were exposed. Their lifespan was only three months.
Hellscream murmured: "Three days of pregnancy, seven days of adulthood, and then three months of hard work. One hundred days, and there is no time to even take a look at the world. This is the miserable life of the New Light Forged Orcs."
Kilrogg said with emotion: "So what if we live for a hundred years? In the eyes of the immortal Draenei, we are probably no different from these New Light Forged orcs."
Blackhand grinned and said with some pride: "Become an undead with me. The lifespan of the undead is no shorter than that of the draenei."
Hellscream ignored Black Hand and said worriedly: "Yes, compared with the New Light Forged Orcs, we have only suffered more."
The benefit brought by the New Light Forged Orcs is that the food problem has been solved, and their flesh and blood has become the daily food of the Old Light Forged Orcs.
The black hand scratched his bald head and said:
"You see, the continuous birth of New Light Forged Orcs can ensure that the number remains unchanged, but the number of our Old Light Forged Orcs is decreasing. If this continues, all the Old Light Forged Orcs will soon die."
Kilrogg frowned and said, "Durotan must have known this, but he deliberately didn't do that. Probably in his opinion, it is enough for the orcs to have the two major clans of Frostwolf and Thor."
Hellscream roared: "We can't continue like this, we must ask Durotan for comment."
None of the three chiefs moved. The Washugu project is the most important now, and everything else will have to wait until it is completed.
Blackhand sneered, looked at Hellscream mockingly, and whispered:
"Orcs will never be slaves."
Kilrogg sighed: "We have lived so hard, why should our next generation be born and live such a life."
The days of escape were very difficult.
Especially someone like Velen, who is in a high position and is pampered. He has always opened his mouth for food and stretched out his hands for clothes. This habit of tens of thousands of years is so easy to change.
Although there is a powerful power of Holy Light, many things in the wild cannot be solved by Holy Light.
Unable to find spring water, the thirsty Velen drank river water for the first time. The bitter and fishy smell almost made him faint.
With the powerful Holy Light in hand, hunting is not difficult. Velen killed a Tabu sheep and roasted it clumsily on the fire, but accidentally burned it to charcoal.
After finally digging out a little bit of burnt meat from the charcoal, it tasted fishy and astringent in the mouth, making it difficult to swallow!
Viren has eaten Tabu sheep meat. After careful processing by the chef, it is so tender and juicy that it almost melts in your mouth.
Unfortunately, Viren is not good at cooking.
He is not an Orc of the Old Light. He cannot survive on the Holy Light, so he can only force himself to eat something.
A few days later, Velen fell ill and used holy light to heal himself. Not only did it have no effect, it actually worsened his condition.
Velen was lying in a cave, his whole body alternately hot and cold, an unknown illness was tormenting him, and he felt that the end was coming.
"Am I going to die?"
In a daze, Velen saw a figure, that was a Draenei...
Aman'Thul was a little upset, thinking that Durotan would kill Velen, and then the orcs would be free and stop the construction of Washu Valley.
Unexpectedly, Durotan chose to cooperate with the Naaru, and Aman'Thul began to realize that he had underestimated this opponent.
After much thought, Aman'Thul decided to join forces with Velen and continue to cause trouble.
It wasn't until Velen was about to die of illness that Aman'Thul, who had already locked Velen's location, showed up.
Velen opened his eyes with great effort and saw the familiar Amado. He breathed a sigh of relief and roared angrily:
"Amado, you have ruined a big thing."
Aman'Thul said tactfully: "Master Prophet, this is not the time to hold people accountable. In fact, I have long wanted to advise you to kill Hellscream, Kilrogg, Blackhand and the like. Unfortunately, I expected that you would not agree.
, which led to today’s catastrophe.”
Velen gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I should have killed all these beasts long ago."
Velen's hatred was real at this moment. Even when the draenei were massacred by the orcs, he had never felt such hatred. After all, the suffering did not happen to him.
Aman'Thul whispered: "Prophet, it's not too late to wake up now, I have a way to reverse the situation."
Viren asked in surprise: "What can you do?"
Aman'Thul smiled and said:
"Prophet, the most important thing is to cure you first. You have to endure it, it's very painful."
Aman'Thul took out a sharp dagger, stabbed Velen in the chest, and skillfully used holy light to stop the bleeding.
Viren was so frightened that he thought he was about to be killed, but unfortunately he was too weak to resist.
After rummaging in his stomach for a long time, Aman'sur took out a red worm, as thick as his little finger and more than two meters long.
"A parasite on the world of Draenor."
Aman'Thul explained:
"The eggs of the parasite are hidden in the meat of the Tabu sheep. After eating them, they multiply in the body. Treatment with the holy light is ineffective. With the blessing of the holy light, the parasites grow bigger and bigger."
Velen breathed a sigh of relief and used the holy light to heal himself. He quickly recovered as before. His body gained strength and he only felt unbearable hunger and thirst.
Aman'Thul brought a bowl of water, and after Velen drank it, it was sweet and refreshing.
"This is water filtered by the Holy Light. It's easy to do."
Velen frowned. Although he controlled the powerful Holy Light, he didn't know that the Holy Light had such wonderful uses.
"Amado, you can tell me your plan."
Velen took the roasted clefthoof beef and chewed it. Although it was not as delicious as Chef Delaney's, it was still delicious.
Aman'Thul smiled slightly and said: "The New Light Orcs only listen to Durotan. As long as he is subdued, there is nothing to fear."
Velen lowered his head and said nothing. He did not dare to fight against an orc.
Aman'Thul understands Velen's thoughts:
"Although the ogre Goria Empire is declining day by day, the ogres still have great strength. We can defeat Durotan with the help of the ogres."
Viren put down the barbecue, stroked his beard and said:
"But how can we convince the Führer Margok?"
Aman'Thul said seriously: "The decline of the Goria Empire was due to the resistance of the orcs. The orcs gradually broke away from the rule of the ogres and established clans. As a result, the food for the ogres decreased sharply, and a large number of people fell into famine. As long as there was sufficient food,
, the Gorian Empire will regain its population and usher in new glory."
Velen thought for a long time: "You mean the New Light Forged Orcs?"
Aman'Thul nodded: "The ogres will definitely be interested in the New Light Forged Orcs."