With Velen's knowledge, he couldn't see through the mystery of this magic and guessed which powerful and mysterious void creature it should come from.
However, this magic needs to be performed with dancing, which makes Viren feel a bit embarrassed. The crisis is imminent, and Viren has no choice.
The Eternal Flesh Ones were related to the safety of the Kalimdor Allied Forces. Jaina did not dare to neglect them and prepared the magic circle overnight.
There is already a candidate to replace Kalecgos, and naturally it is Prophet Velen.
Garrosh led his troops to surround Velen's tent and came to persuade him personally.
"Velan, you should know that I despise waste the most. The orcs have dedicated everything to saving Azeroth. What have you done?"
"Speak directly if you have something to say, don't beat around the bush." Viren said impatiently.
Garrosh grinned: "In order to save Azeroth, Jaina fed countless humans to us orcs, as well as the pandaren in Pandaria. They are also food for the orcs. What a great honor. Now,
This honor has fallen on your head, and I am proud of you."
Viren responded coldly: "If you want me to become the Eternal Flesh, don't even think about it. I am the leader of the coalition."
"As a leader, you should take more responsibility." Garrosh waved his hand: "Come here, please ask Prophet Velen to go on the road. It's time to dedicate everything to Azeroth."
Viren waved his hand and snorted coldly: "No need to help, I'll go with you."
Garrosh was stunned for a moment, but Velen's attitude surprised him.
Of course, Garrosh did not relax his vigilance. Several light-forged tauren stepped forward and tied Velen tightly with cowhide.
Near the Eternal Flesh, a holy light magic circle has been set up. Jaina is in the center, presiding over the magic circle herself.
Seeing Velen, Jaina smiled proudly and said:
"The greatness of a person depends on what contribution he has made to Azeroth. Today is the moment when you realize your value. History will remember you, Velen."
Viren was tied to a pillar, as if he had given up, lowering his head and saying nothing.
Jaina stood in the center of the magic circle, raised her hands high, and said to the crowd of onlookers:
"With the advent of the Age of Holy Light, each of us has a responsibility and an obligation to dedicate ourselves to Azeroth. Prophet Velen, a wise man I respect, will show us what selfless dedication is and what is an unshirkable responsibility.
Come, let us hail Velen the Fleshless."
As the soldiers cheered, the magic circle lit up, golden light flashed, and Jaina muttered something:
"The day has come, and the holy light shines on the dry bones. Behold, those who have been humiliated, tortured, and eaten will be saved with the help of the holy light."
The ruins of Orgrimmar shone brightly, and the powerful holy light shot straight into the sky.
Countless dead souls were attracted by the holy light and approached the magic circle from all directions. The golden holy light dispelled the dark atmosphere of the dead souls, becoming holy, pious, and becoming holy souls.
Under the illumination of the holy light, the holy and elegant holy soul chanted words of praise to the holy light.
Velen couldn't help but exclaim. Of course he knew that holy light could change the properties of the dead souls.
It was just that this made it more suitable to be devoured by the Naaru, Velen couldn't help but think of barbecue.
The bloody meat turns into a golden roast, which is definitely not a blessing.
Countless holy souls revolved around Velen, and words of praise continued to flow into his mind.
"Everyone should give their all to Azeroth."
"Blessed by the Holy Light, it is worth your precious life for the sacred cause."
"Countless draenei have dedicated everything to saving Azeroth. As the leader of the draenei, you should have this awareness."
"Come on, Velen, don't let the orcs look down on you."
Most of these dead souls were eaten by the orcs during their lifetime, and with the blessing of the Holy Light, they also became the accomplices of the orcs.
Velen knew that if he really accepted these advices, he would be completely defeated.
Even if someone wants to rescue Velen, he will not escape and is willing to become an eternal flesh person.
It seems that Kalecgos's escape taught Jaina a lesson and she wants to solve this problem once and for all.
How long can Viren last?
Before he could waver, Viren had to fight back. Although he was tightly bound, he could still dance.
What Kalecgos taught was originally a dance of the soul.
Deep in Viren's consciousness, the soul danced with the wonderful whispers. The countless preaching souls around him paused for a moment and couldn't help but dance along with him.
In the center of the Holy Light Array, Jaina opened her eyes in surprise, and the Holy Soul escaped from her control.
Before she could make a move, countless holy souls came towards her and quickly overwhelmed Jaina.
Jaina stared blankly at her hands and feet, and instantly turned into a little girl, losing all her magic power.
She stood in the crowd and watched with her feet up. On the high platform, a middle-aged man with an aristocratic appearance gave a powerful speech:
"Azeroth is facing life and death. Each of us should dedicate everything we have. The orcs are fighting against evil forces. What have you done?"
The middle-aged man's eyes were shining brightly, and Jaina knew clearly that this was the kind of bewitching magic she taught, which could make people willingly be eaten by orcs.
Before Jaina could react, the illusion in front of her was shattered.
Jaina found herself in the market, holding a vegetable basket on her arm, looking like a middle-aged woman selling vegetables. A middle-aged woman in bright clothes said impassionedly:
"The critical moment has arrived. I got news from Orgrimmar. The great savior Thrall is fighting a life-and-death battle with Sargeras. Do you know Sargeras? He is as big as Azeroth. Today's
Happy life, thanks to the great savior Thrall, who carries the burden on our behalf, should we do something for Thrall?"
The scene changed again, with Jaina carrying a hoe on her shoulder. At this moment, the Battle of Northrend was over. Most of the farmers in Stormwind Kingdom were fed to the orcs by Fording, and only women worked hard in the fields.
A young woman pushed a cart through the fields, shouting as she walked:
"The orcs are living a very miserable life now. They have dedicated everything to saving Azeroth. Can you bear to see the savior of Azeroth starve and freeze? Come on, hand over everything you have, for Azeroth,
For the great orcs, life is short, so there is no need to begrudge yourself, only faith will last forever."
The dove of peace penetrates everywhere and constantly induces the people. This is Jaina's proud work.
Jaina held her head in pain. In this short moment, Jaina witnessed the life experiences of thousands of dead souls.
Her consciousness was spinning before her eyes, and the mental barriers were overcome. Jaina felt like the world was spinning, and everything that was unreasonable became natural.
"It turns out that being eaten by an orc is really a great honor. I'm proud of it."
Jaina's face showed the pure radiance of the Virgin, with a perfect gentle smile, her body slowly flew up, and pounced on the mountain-like body of the Eternal Flesh.
A hole opened in the Eternal Flesh Man's back, and Jaina jumped into the gap like a moth to a flame, her expression so peaceful.
Viren let out a long breath, thankful that he had escaped.
Suddenly, the Eternal Flesh stretched out a tentacle and rolled up Velen's body.