Jaina's forehead was covered with sweat. She used the Holy Shield to protect herself and activated the hearthstone.
Something strange happened. The Holy Shield spell was quickly extinguished, and the hearthstone turned into a colorful snake. Jaina screamed and hurriedly threw it away.
"What terrible magic is this."
Jaina's heart was pounding with fear. The mist in the center of the cave slowly floated over, and a force invaded her body, causing waves of tearing sensations.
"Tell me, why do you smell like Pandaren, and what did you do to them?" the hoarse voice asked.
Holding back the terrible pain, Jaina's mind changed quickly and she said to please:
"I don't know who the senior is. Please forgive me if I offend you. I know several Pandaren heroes, so I feel like them."
"Your will is very strong. Not only did you not get lost in the severe pain, you were able to tell lies without changing your expression." The hoarse voice said coldly: "It's a pity that you can't hide it from me. I smell the endless smell of blood. Look,
In the mountains of countless corpses and seas of blood, your hands are stained with the blood of countless people, terrible woman, tell me, what did you do to the Pandaren?"
Jaina's thoughts began to wander and she asked: "No, you wrongly blamed me. Pandaren and I are very good friends?"
The voice was out of anger and roared:
"You still want to lie to me, braise, steam, grill, boil, and treat pandas as ingredients. Have pandas fallen to this level in my absence?"
A tall figure walked out of the fog. From a distance, it looked like a mogu. As the fog dissipated, it became clear that it was a pandaren.
Unlike the current chubby and round pandaren, this pandaren is as tall as the mogu, has no belly, is full of strong muscles, and has sharp fangs.
Jaina's eyes widened in surprise, and she defended: "Senior, please listen to my explanation, it's not what you imagined."
The muscular panda waved his hands fiercely: "No need to explain, just look at yourself."
Only then did Jaina realize that the pain had disappeared, and her body felt unusually heavy. She looked at her hands, and her slender palms turned into furry claws, and her anxiety condensed into an ice mirror.
"Oh my god, monster, this isn't me."
Jaina burst into tears and transformed into a female pandaren.
The female pandaren of Pandaria are famous for their cuteness and cuteness, but the Jaina in the mirror looks ferocious, with twisted and ferocious features, looking like a terrifying demon that can scare even adults into tears when she walks on the street.
The muscular panda looked at Jaina condescendingly and said indifferently:
"The face is born from the heart. Your appearance has told me that your heart is more vicious than the most terrifying devil and has no humanity at all."
Gianna did not give up. She looked pitiful and begged: "I am also forced to have no choice but to do this. I didn't want to be like this."
The muscular panda man snorted coldly:
"Do you still want to explain? Those who have been insulted by you and betrayed by you, to whom can they tell their grievances? The blood on your hands is enough to dye the eternal sea red."
The muscular panda picked up Jaina, wrapped her in the mist, and disappeared strangely. The next moment, the two appeared above the Vale of Eternal Blossoms in Pandaria.
Jaina is very good at teleportation magic, but the teleportation technique used by the Muscular Pandaren has no magic power fluctuation at all, which is really incomprehensible.
Floating over the Vale of Eternal Blossoms, the muscular pandaren's gaze swept across Pandaria, understanding the pandaren's situation and trembling with anger.
"I thought the enemies of the pandaren were the mantids, or the mogu, but it turned out that I was stupid. Woman, if you don't want to be food forever, save yourself and the pandaren tribe."
The Muscular Pandaren removed the Spellstealing Dragon from Jaina's body and teleported her to the Pandaren Breeding Farm in the Vale of Eternal Blossoms.
There was a ferocious-looking female panda in the breeding farm. Because of the chaotic management, no one noticed that she was from outside.
Jaina hid in a corner and carefully looked at the pandaren farmers working hard in the fields.
After losing the spell-stealing dragon, Jaina, who had extremely poor magic aptitude, lost almost all her magic power. Although she was proficient in countless advanced magics, she was unable to cast them. Her strength was not even as good as that of Dalaran's junior magic apprentice.
She must find a way to escape, Jaina secretly made up her mind.
"Hey, you ugly guy, work hard. Those who don't work don't get food."
An overseer threw a hoe in front of Jaina.
Taran Zhu divided the pandaren in the Valley of Eternal Blossoms into three levels, with farmers and gatherers at the bottom. Later, Jaina joined the overseers and used pandaren to supervise the pandaren.
Of course, overseers cannot escape the fate of being eaten, but they love torturing their fellow humans and never tire of it.
Jaina hesitated for a moment, and the overseer became furious. He raised his whip and whipped Jaina hard, beating her until her skin was torn and she was wailing for mercy.
The supervisor stopped when he was tired and cursed: "You ugly, ungrateful monster. Seeing you like this, there is no need for medical treatment. You are very lucky. We need a group of pandas today."
Jaina knew the fate of being a pandaren, but she was a little lucky. As long as she could get rid of the constraints of the physical body, she could escape as a spirit of holy light.
As the saying goes, Azeroth has many secret bases that store a large number of spell-stealing dragons and high-quality bodies, and Pandaria happens to have one.
With her eyes closed, Jaina simply ignored her. The pandaren overseer lifted Jaina and threw her into a cart, taking her to the slaughterhouse.
Unfortunately, Jaina was so ugly that the Pandaren Butcher was so frightened that he pushed her into the incinerator.
Freed.
Jaina opened her eyes and found that she was still a pandaren, but not as ugly as before.
"Get up, you waste, those who don't work will not be allowed to eat." Another supervisor came over, his bloody whip covered with minced meat.
Jaina hurriedly grabbed the hoe and worked. The overseer was very tired and went aside to rest.
"Is this an endless cycle?"
Jaina complained endlessly, never expecting to become a miserable panda, working hard to feed herself and being eaten as food.
The next day, Gianna was beaten to death by an overseer for no reason and was sent to the slaughterhouse again. This time the butcher did not dislike her.
When she woke up for the third time, Jaina was still a female Pandaren, and she was able to confirm that this was an endless cycle.
It is impossible to escape from the Valley of Eternal Blossoms with the current weak strength. Is it really necessary to change the fate of the Pandaren tribe by oneself as the Muscular Pandaren ordered?
She is just the lowest farmer, how can she do this?
Jaina fell into despair.
After being sent to the slaughterhouse for the fourth time, a female panda secretly found her one night.
"We are the doves of peace, are you interested in joining us?"
"There is a Dove of Peace in the Pandaren Breeding Farm?"
Jaina secretly wondered why I didn’t know, and said with the attitude of giving it a try:
"I do."
The female panda took Jaina to a hut, where many farmers gathered, and the leader turned out to be an overseer.
The overseer glanced at Jaina and said:
"New members have joined today. I reiterate the laws of the Dove of Peace. We serve the great Queen Jaina and unite to fight against the evil Zhu Taran."