The great savior Thrall, the hero of Azeroth is almost everyone who is not afraid of him. Even now, Jaina's legs will become weak and her face will turn pale when she mentions him occasionally.
What's more, Zul'jin had been tortured by Thrall, which had left a shadow in his heart.
Garrosh frowned and said unhappy:
“Although Thrall was cruel, the key figure who insisted Fording serve the orcs was Eitrigg. We don’t know what happened when Fording and Eitrigg met for the first time, but from then on, Fording was loyal to the orcs.
Never complained."
"Etrigg!"
Zuljin nodded and said: "I understand, let's use the power of the four gods to assist Chen Stormstout."
Chen Stormstout held the teleportation scroll tightly, his face pale with fright. Sylvanas raised the corners of her mouth and walked towards him slowly.
Sylvanas was severely injured, and the power of death and holy light in her body was almost exhausted. It was not difficult to deal with it. The most terrifying thing was the sacred dragon Fordring above her head. She looked arrogantly at the Pandaren below.
, watching him slowly sink into despair.
Chen Stormstout forced a smile, planned to kneel down and kowtow to admit his mistake, and begged:
"Warchief, you have a lot of people. I am just a useless Pandaren. I am willing to crawl at your feet and become your most loyal slave."
Sylvanas stood in front of him and smiled sarcastically:
"Do you want to kneel down and beg for mercy? Little Panda, I have let you down. I will reject you cruelly and then put you on the dining table. Pandas will always be food."
Feeling the increasingly powerful pressure from the sacred dragon, Chen Stormstrike's legs softened and he sat directly on the ground, his smile uglier than crying:
"Dear Warchief, I know I was wrong. You are the most beautiful woman in Azeroth, and Fording is the greatest hero. Please forgive me for my mistakes. I am willing to become your slave."
Sylvanas raised her eyebrows and shouted domineeringly: "I will never forgive the ambitious person who wants to replace me. You are just a waste, little panda."
At this moment, a weak force poured into Chen Stormstrength's body. This was the illusory power of Chi-Ji, one of the four gods.
Chen Stormstout secretly wondered, would the illusion be useful to Fording? He even thought that even the four gods were present, and they were no match for the sacred dragon Fording.
Sylvanas's teasing eyes angered Chen Stormstout. He was so angry that he threw out the power of illusion with the attitude of giving it a try.
A huge orc suddenly appeared, with a ferocious expression and gray hair and beard. It was Eitrigg, whom Thrall trusted most.
Eitrigg pointed at Fordring, his facial features twisted, and roared:
"Trash, get out."
The body of the sacred giant dragon Fording trembled violently, his eyes showed an indescribable look of fear, the huge dragon body shook like chaff, he screamed miserably, and his mouth and eyes spurted out dazzling holy light. Immediately afterwards,
Countless rays of light burst out, and the dragon's body collapsed instantly, leaving only a ray of golden holy light, screaming and flying into the distance.
The arrogant sacred dragon Fording was defeated just like that.
Chen Stormstout straightened his waist and stood up immediately, scratching his head in disbelief.
Sylvanas's expression froze, and she was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do. She forced a smile and said, "Pandaren and I have always been good friends."
A fist gradually enlarged and hit her face hard. Chen Storm Spirit's Qi surged, and he performed the unique skills of wind, fire, thunder and lightning, and launched an attack without mercy.
Sylvanas screamed and retreated, receiving several heavy blows, which left her in a state of disarray and her hair was disheveled.
Chen Stormstout punched as hard as a punch, intending to kill Sylvanas in the Vale of Eternal Blossoms.
Sylvanas had no choice but to escape with her life. Chen Stormstout gave an order, and a large group of pandaren surrounded her, completely drowning Sylvanas.
The former Queen of the Undercity and the warchief of the tribe was torn to pieces by numerous pandaren, leaving no trace of her body.
Chen Stormstout took a deep breath and felt a surge of power surge into his heart. He stood on a high place, raised his arms and shouted:
"Starting today, Pandaren stand up."
In the bushes in the distance, Garrosh beamed with joy, clenched his fists and said, "Success, the pandaren in the Valley of Eternal Blossoms are finally free."
Jaina and Zul'jin also had happy faces. According to the instructions of the man in gray robe, the panda people of the Valley of Eternal Blossoms would escape the tragic fate of being used as food, and Jaina and the three of them would be free.
However, after waiting for a long time, the three of them were still Pandaren and had not been saved.
"Did we overlook something?" Zul'jin asked doubtfully.
Jaina frowned slightly, biting her lip and said: "Chen Stormstout replaced Sylvanas, and the light-forged tauren, centaurs, and wild boars were all under his command. He was at least stronger than Zhu Taran."
Double, the two sides are no longer balanced, I guess that’s the reason.”
Garrosh complained: "Although it is unbalanced, the pandaren are free and our mission is accomplished."
Zul'jin guessed: "If Chen Stormstout defeats Taran Zhu and unifies the panda people of Eternal Blossom Valley, out of his own interests, he will definitely turn the panda people into food again."
Garrosh opened his mouth in surprise. After thinking about it carefully, Zuljin's words were quite reasonable. If Zhu Taran were to win instead, the result would be the same.
Things will always develop in the worst direction. Thinking of this, the three of them were dejected. Jaina murmured:
"It seems we have to keep working hard."
Garrosh asked: "Chen Stormstout is so powerful, how can we maintain balance?"
Zuljin's eyes suddenly lit up: "The four gods told me that Sylvanas is not dead. She was resurrected in a nearby tomb."
"Is it a lich phylactery?" Jaina exclaimed.
The once dark queen of the Undercity, with the help of the moon god Elune, her power of death has increased to a higher level. There is no reason not to prepare a phylactery for herself.
Zuljin nodded: "Sylvanas was resurrected with the help of the bones of a female Pandaren. She is very weak. It seems that she was well prepared."
Jaina thought for a long time and said happily: "We will go to see Sylvanas right now and force her to form an alliance with Zhu Taran."
Garrosh didn't understand and asked: "Does it make sense? I'm afraid it will be difficult for Sylvanas to return to her peak condition."
Jaina reluctantly explained: "Have you forgotten? We have an agreement with the Draenei Amado. If we can use Sylvanas's relationship to promote the cooperation between Zhu Taran and Amado,
We can once again maintain an evenly matched situation.”
In an ancient tomb, Sylvanas sat up from the rotting coffin.
This should be the tomb of a Pandaren noble. In addition to the owner of the tomb, there were many slaves buried with him. There was no shortage of bones. Using the few power of death, Sylvanas finally put together a body, draped in
Ragged clothes crawled out of the tomb.
It was already late at night, and Sylvanas had just climbed out when she saw three pandaren, looking at her eagerly.
"Is it a coincidence?"
Sylvanas's heart trembled, she took a chance and kept silent, preparing to deal with it as an ordinary undead.
The female panda among them whispered: "Sylvanas, Taran Zhu sent us here."
Sylvanas tilted her head in confusion, and after a long while she said, "What orders does Master Zhu have?"