Looking at the steady stream of New Lightforged Orcs passing through the portal, Garrosh was stunned, and then he understood why Jaina didn't compete with them for military power.
It turns out that Jaina has mastered the technology to create New Light Forged Orcs.
New Light Forged Orcs do not need to eat, drink, or rest. Although their lifespan is short, they reproduce at an alarming rate and are extremely loyal.
Apart from being inflexible, he is simply the most perfect soldier.
Jaina smiled lightly: "All this is to save Azeroth."
Why save Azeroth? Garrosh just wants to curse people. In this name, they have done so many evil things.
Having controlled the New Lightforged Orcs, Jaina was the most powerful and in an invincible position. Garrosh could only sigh and surrender.
Jaina said seriously: "Now all the tribes in the alliance are waiting and watching. With the protection of the moon god Elune, we can't touch the night elves for the time being, but I will never allow the humans and dwarves to sit idly by."
"you mean?"
Jaina's eyes were bright and she said fiercely: "I want to rebuild the Dove of Peace in the name of the Holy Light, and I will seduce the Alliance to take the initiative to become our army."
Garrosh grinned, remembering the days when humans were willing to become military rations.
They listened to the lies of the Dove of Peace, sold their belongings, traveled long distances, hired ships to come to Theramore, Jaina accepted their wealth, and then sold it to Orgrimmar, thinking that she was herself until her death.
Saved Azeroth.
"In the name of the Holy Light." Garrosh smiled sinisterly.
In the Holy Light's Hope Chapel, the two-headed ogre Velen was in a miserable state, with his two heads buried in a basin and munching on meat.
Aman'Thul poured a glass of wine and pushed it over. Velen quickly grabbed it and poured it into his throat.
"A two-headed ogre has two throats and one esophagus. In fact, you only need one head to eat." Aman'Thul said with a smile.
Viren raised the right side of his head, swallowed the food in his mouth hard, and said loudly:
"Draenei, do you want to see my joke? I am the most trusted disciple of Führer Mal'gok, the invincible Kor'gall."
Aman'Thul smiled slightly: "Don't hide it, I know who you are, Prophet Velen."
Viren tried his best to control his emotions so as not to reveal any flaws, but from the expressions of the Draenei in front of him, he knew that the other party was not a test, and murmured:
"How did you know?"
Aman'Thul did not explain, and said expressionlessly:
"Velan, after all, we have worked together for so many years, and I will not expose your secrets. I just want to know how you explained to the Legion of Light that you assassinated Light Hunter Cooper in Washugu."
Velen said while eating: "There are many factions in the Holy Light Legion, and Light Hunter Cooper is alone. No one will care about his death."
Aman'Thul nodded and asked: "Even so, the Legion of Holy Light will be held accountable, right?"
Velen said without any surprise: "I will pray to the Holy Light, then give an explanation, and then find an excuse to deal with it. Yes, the Holy Light Legion will definitely punish me, but I still have some use."
Aman'Thul had long known that the Legion of Light was deeply divided and had a bloated organizational structure, so Velen's explanation was reasonable.
"Weilen, are you willing to give me a chance to atone for your sins?"
Velen looked at the Draenei in front of him suspiciously, not forgetting the contradiction between them, and replied vigilantly:
"I understand your kindness, but we are not friends."
Aman'Thul smiled generously and said: "Listen to me first. Kor'gall is the best at preaching. The Twilight Hammer he founded is still very active today. In the era of Holy Light, I can't sit back and watch all the races in the Alliance watch. You use the power of Holy Light to
In the name of spreading faith and increasing believers, isn't this an opportunity to please the Holy Light?"
"this!"
Viren touched his chin and thought for a long time: "Yes, it is an excellent opportunity, but I am alone and I am afraid that it will not be possible."
"The old Silver Crusade will fully cooperate with you." Aman'Thul promised.
After a good meal, a bath, and a good night's sleep, Velen began to pray to the Holy Light.
Although he tried to remain calm in front of "Amado", Viren actually didn't have much confidence in this prayer. The attitude of the Holy Light Legion was hard to fathom, like a willful child.
Velen crossed his legs, closed his eyes and entered a meditative state, calling for the Holy Light.
There was no response to several consecutive calls, and Velen was almost desperate. Compared with the punishment of the Holy Light, ignoring Velen was more terrifying.
Fortunately, Velen did not give up. After calling the Holy Light for the ninth time, the Holy Light responded to Velen.
Velen found himself in a crystal palace. The translucent blue crystal was extremely smooth and spotless.
Through the crystal, Velen saw countless machines.
Gears, bearings, pointers, and mechanical arms are all working in an orderly manner.
This should be the hometown of Light Hunter Cooper, the planet Borat that was destroyed 50 million years ago.
Viren looked at his body carefully. Half of it was made of gray tentacles like an octopus and a huge head with sharp teeth, while the other half was an extremely complex machine.
It seems that the Borat people have perfectly balanced flesh and machinery.
Around Velen, nine similar figures are sitting or lying, and together with Velen, they form the ten elders of Borat.
One of the figures said: "Fifty thousand years have passed, and these stubborn Naaru still refuse to agree to our conditions."
Another elder said: "Don't worry, the closer we get to the void, the more benefits Naaru will give us. We are the most noble elders of Borat Star, and we must at least become nobles."
"It is the duty of an elder to sell our people at a suitable price." An elder said lazily.
Velen guessed that this should be a memory left by a certain elder. He was dragged into the ancient memory and the scene reappeared.
"I got bad news. There is a traitor among us, who is in private contact with the Holy Light Legion." One of the elders said dissatisfied: "I hope this traitor can take the initiative to stand up, and he will accept the twentieth
A catch-all punishment.”
Will the traitor take the initiative to stand up? Velen is amused in his heart.
The Crystal Palace was quiet for a while, and the elder from before said:
"Since the traitor is unwilling to come forward, we will follow the ancient rules and use the method of drawing lots to find the traitor."
"Can traitors be found by drawing lots?" Velen felt very absurd.
The other elders agreed to draw lots, and in order to avoid suspicion, Velen also agreed.
Ten cards were dealt to ten elders, and one of the elders said: "If you draw a card with a suit, you are a traitor."
The elders showed their cards one after another, but they were all blank. Only Viren's card had a suit and a gear painted on it.
"Why did you betray us?"
Countless sounds echoed in Viren's ears, stimulating his nerves, and it was as if there were knives stirring in his mind.
Velen hurriedly replied: "Please listen to my explanation. I did not betray the Holy Light. Light Hunter Cooper is an unclean person."
It is impossible to lie in the illusion formed by the Holy Light. Velen did indeed tell the truth, but he just confused the order of events.
Of course, the Holy Light Legion is not so easily deceived, but they don't want to get into it.
"Villen, even so, you must accept the punishment."
Velen quickly knelt on the ground and said piously: "I am willing to atone for my sins and spread the Holy Light in Azeroth."