Everyone on the deck quit. Zhu Taran and Chen Stormstout were even more indignant. They were fighting for Azeroth and to rescue the great Fording. No one wanted to be a slave.
Andre took a bag of gold coins, counted them carefully, and then left with a sneer.
The light-forged orc officer led the team onto the ship, the battle ax in his hand shining:
"A bunch of trash, from now on you are the slaves of the orcs. It is your honor to be able to serve the orcs."
"But?"
"That's not the case."
There are people present who are willing to serve the orcs, and they will only feel honored even if they are eaten by the orcs.
But more people want to fish in troubled waters, fight for King Varian, and have a promising future.
Many people reacted violently. The Lightforged Orc officer smiled coldly and cut off the heads of several people, successfully calming the scene.
Lucas was the first to stand up and said loudly:
"Everyone, please stop arguing. For the sake of Azeroth, I am willing to become the slave of the orcs."
Everyone immediately saw clearly which direction the wind was blowing. Since they had become slaves, anyone who resisted would only be killed. The only way to survive was to please the orcs wholeheartedly.
Before Lucas finished speaking, an adventurer stepped forward and said respectfully:
"Sir, I know how to deal with these slaves, why don't you let me help teach them a lesson."
The orc officer smiled and said: "Yes, we are short of an overseer. From now on, you will be able to command them."
After that, he handed a whip into the hands of the adventurer.
Zhu Taran and Chen Stormstout looked at each other. At this moment, they were both exhausted and did not understand the surrounding situation well. They might as well endure it for the time being and wait for an opportunity to escape.
As a result, more than two hundred people were escorted to the dock and began hard work.
In the ruins of Orgrimmar, the floods of that day are still there, forming a turbid black lake that constantly exudes a fishy smell.
I don't know since when, Orgrimmar has been covered with dark clouds and the sun has disappeared. Countless ghosts have gathered together, and the wind roars, forming a gloomy ghost world.
Viren followed the three of them carefully, and when he saw this doomsday-like scene, he staggered and turned pale.
Jaina sneered and said: "Holy light restrains all undead creatures, not to mention that these are just low-level ghosts without owners. Velen, what are you afraid of?"
The uneasy Viren forced a smile. Jaina was right. As long as the body is filled with holy light, those ghosts will not be able to get close.
Velen is used to being pampered and rarely participates in adventures, making it difficult to overcome the fear in his heart.
Although it was dark, under the illumination of the holy light, the four of them successfully arrived in front of the black lake and vaguely saw the broken city wall of Orgrimmar.
Sylvanas asked deliberately: "Garrosh, what do you think when you see this scene?"
Garrosh was very unconvinced: "Thall is just a waste. If it were me, I would have conquered Azeroth and Sylvanas. This is all your trick."
Sylvanas smiled dumbly: "Yes, I taught Thrall how to create the Eternal Flesh. Without Medivh and his son, I can take over the position of warchief from the orcs."
Jaina said quietly: "Medivh and his son admired the orcs so much that they never expected to be betrayed. This can be considered their retribution."
After saying that, Jaina smiled mockingly to herself: "I was betrayed by Kalecgos and eaten by Thrall, which is considered retribution. Thrall is dead, and Kalecgos is still alive and well. Huh, wait.
I will definitely make time to visit the Demonic Hub."
Sylvanas shrugged and said with a smile: "I hope you won't be deceived by that useless dragon's rhetoric."
The four of them separated slightly and then cast the spell together.
The strong power of holy light gathered and formed a bright light. The ghosts in the black lake were frightened and fled in all directions. The lake water was rolling and bubbling, and something was about to emerge.
Sylvanas knew the undead very well and explained: "Ever since Medivh opened the Dark Portal, wars have continued in Azeroth. These ghosts are innocent people who died tragically because their resentment stayed in this world. Medivh and his son became eternal
After the dead, the evil spirits came to our door one after another and tortured them on the spiritual level. We expelled the ghosts and allowed them to be temporarily relieved."
Countless whirlpools appeared on the lake, and black tentacles emerged one after another, like a dense forest. The eyes on the tentacles overlooked the four people.
"This is the breath of the Holy Light, how nostalgic it is!" The voice sounded a little old, and it should be the guardian Aegwynn.
Jaina bowed and saluted: "Teacher, long time no see."
"Jaina, it was the power of the Holy Light that made you reborn. Is the judgment of the Holy Light about to come?"
Aegwynn screamed and sank in the dark lake. She was bitten by ghosts every day and was unaware of the changes in the outside world.
Jaina shook her head: "This is the Age of Holy Light, and there is still a long time before the Holy Light Trial."
Aegwynn murmured: "So it's like this. It's strange. It was supposed to be the return of the Burning Legion, so what made the plan change? Forget it, whether it's the Burning Legion or the Holy Light Legion, they all have hidden evil intentions. In fact, they are almost the same.
Jaina, are you here to save me?"
Jaina smiled lightly and said: "Teacher, I learned that you are harassed by ghosts every day without getting tired of it. As a disciple, I was very anxious and came here specially."
"Hehehe!"
Aegwynn let out a horrifying sneer: "Jaina, I know you. You will never help me for nothing. Let me tell you, what are the conditions?"
Jaina raised her eyes: "Teacher, although your body is huge, it is just a cage that binds you. The light-forged orcs gathered in the Plague Land. They made Fording an eternal flesh person and provided a steady stream of food. We also
We need an Eternal Flesh One."
"This is really an expected answer." Aegwynn smiled: "Thal turned our mother and son into food back then. I didn't expect that Jaina would not let us go."
Jaina shrugged and said: "After the light-forged orcs land on Kalimdor, they will only do the same thing as me."
Aegwynn had expected it: "So you will provide me with more favorable terms than the lightforged orcs, right?"
Jaina nodded: "One Eternal Flesh One is enough. I will do everything possible to help you get out of trouble."
Aegwynn smiled and said: "You can't, Jaina, not to mention you can't do it at all."
After being silent for a long time, Aegwynn said regretfully: "It's just a pity that I have accumulated so many years of knowledge and magic, but I still don't have a suitable successor. I have become like this. One day my consciousness will sink into darkness. I
I’m not willing to give in!”
Jaina was slightly moved and said: "Teacher, if you teach me everything, I am willing to help you carry it forward."
"You can't." Aegwynn said sharply: "You work very hard and are cunning enough, but your talent is a big problem. If I pass on my profound magic to you, if you can't understand it, it will only be wasted, and you
It’s not your nature to share magic with others.”
Jaina frowned unhappily: "I don't think there is a more suitable candidate in Azeroth."
Aegwynn raised his voice: "Yes, there is a genius in the Blue Dragon Clan. Although he was jealous after birth and his body was destroyed, his magic talent is still there."