Anachronos, Head of State Mal'gok, Durotan, and Velen infiltrated the Fortress of Glory as adventurers.
Nazgrel brought glory and prosperity to Thralmar at the cost of hundreds of people.
Salma is ready to prosper and has opened countless portals.
The Goblin Chamber of Commerce sent a large amount of war materials, countless armors, weapons, siege equipment, etc. into Salma.
Tall barracks, sentry towers are under construction, and the adventurers living in tents all have hope on their faces, looking forward to the upcoming adventure.
Anachronos looked at this group of adventurers with pity: "A group of poor people believed Thrall's lies. If the Hellfire Peninsula is filled with gold, how can it be their turn?"
Durotan smiled evilly: "As expected of an orc, he toyed with the adventurers of Azeroth in his palm bones."
Viren sat cross-legged on the ground, put his hands on his knees, and muttered something:
"I saw countless dead souls wandering the earth, wives calling their husbands' names, and elderly people crying with red eyes. It's a pity that their children can never come back."
Margok looked around and whispered: "Don't forget our mission. The Titan relic in Kargath Bladefist should be the source of living water. It originally provided clean fresh water to Highmaul. In addition,
This object is also a magic weapon of ice magic."
"Ice type?" Anachronos scratched his head, remembering that Jaina from the future would definitely be interested in this Titan relic.
Suddenly, cheers rang out from the door of Salma, and an adventure team of twenty people was seen returning after a long journey.
This team of adventurers was mainly made up of orcs, as well as tauren, blood elves, undead and other races. Everyone had injuries on their bodies and they brought back two corpses.
But their harvest was enviable, a whole bag of precious magic crystals, including a fist-sized red crystal that was priceless.
The team did not dare to stay, so they rushed back to Orgrimmar through the portal and announced their retirement.
At the request of everyone, they revealed the origin of the crystals. These precious magic crystals came from the Pool of Agona in the north.
It is said that the Pond of Agona is full of magic crystals.
Although the Pool of Agona was occupied by the Abyss Lord Agona of the Burning Legion, the prominent Abyss Lord looked down upon ordinary magic crystals.
As long as you have enough courage, you can gain a lot from the Agona Pond.
After hearing this, the adventurers were all eager to try it. That night, a team of a thousand people rushed to the Agona Pond, and there were countless other idle teams.
Agona's huge body was soaked in the water. This holy spring of the Draenei contained rich magic power, which allowed his strength to grow.
Beside the pool, Nazgrel knelt on the ground sincerely and said flattering words.
After receiving Eitrigg's advice, Nazgrel finally understood how to drink the blood of adventurers.
"You only need to pay a small amount of inferior magic crystals, and you can get a lot of souls." Agona's lips curled up slightly: "This is indeed a good deal, then, orc, what do you want?"
"Sir, I only want honor." Nazgrel said flatteringly.
Agona nodded: "As you wish, the magic power here is almost exhausted. I need to leave Azeroth, and I will leave the faded remains to you."
Nazgrel expressed his gratitude: "Thanks to the great Lord of the Abyss, just tonight, you can enjoy the pleasure of killing to your heart's content."
That night, there was a burst of chaos in Agona, which quickly disappeared and everything was silent.
The next day, several small teams came back and harvested a large amount of precious magic crystals, which was enviable.
Of course, these small teams were deliberately arranged by Nazgrel, and no one noticed the disappearing team of a thousand people.
After that, teams one after another ventured into the Agona Pond.
For several days, the adventurers suffered a lot of losses, Salma was in mourning, and many adventurers lost confidence.
At this critical moment, Nazgrel stood up again and personally led Salma's orc guards and a large number of adventurers into the Pool of Agona.
It was a fierce battle, and the media in Azeroth rushed to report on it. The bards made a lot of plays to praise Nazgrel's bravery.
First, Agona rushed out of the pool and used his huge body to smash into the water, killing a large number of adventurers.
At the critical moment, Nazgrel stood up and resisted Agona on his own. Although there was a huge difference in size between the two, Nazgrel did not fall behind at all.
The others took the opportunity to attack and successfully injured Agona.
Agona became furious and trampled the ground fiercely. The blazing evil flames took away the lives of countless adventurers.
Nazgrel's eyes were splitting, and he entered a violent state. He jumped up high like Grom Hell Roar, and struck Agona's head with an axe.
The few surviving adventurers described vividly: Agona showed fear and shouted that I would come back, and then a big explosion occurred.
The remains of the Abyss Lord Agona were transported back to Thralmar, shocking Azeroth again. After Grom Hellscream, the orcs once again defeated the Abyss Lord.
Behind this endless glory, no one has counted that more than 10,000 adventurers died in the Agona Pond.
In Hellfire Fortress, Kargath Bladefist heard the news and said dubiously:
"Impossible. The Abyss Lord is covered with thick evil scales. Even if he stands still and is slashed by the orcs, he cannot be killed."
Although he had doubts about the authenticity, the rise of Nazgrel made Kargath deeply fearful.
At this moment, an arakkoa who acted as a middleman rushed to Hellfire Citadel and had a detailed discussion with Kargath.
Using the arakkoa as the intermediary was because he was worried about being caught by Kargas. After the arakkoa left, Kargas fell into thinking.
High-level warlock Nesskus asked curiously: "What does Nazgrel want?"
Kargas frowned: "He is here to seek cooperation. Now there are fifty thousand adventurers in Salma. Nazgrel needs us to cooperate in a play and exchange thirty thousand adventurers for a victory."
"What kind of victory?"
"There are three outposts in the west. Nazgrel wants to capture them before the Alliance." Kargath pointed at the map and said.
Nesskus hesitated for a moment: "If we have enough adventurer souls, we can create more evil orcs, and if the outpost is lost, we can get it back. This is a very good deal for us."
"I have a hunch that this is a conspiracy."
Kargath had difficulty making up his mind, but the souls of thirty thousand adventurers attracted him and tried to contact Nazgrel.
After many negotiations between the two parties, Nazgrel, who was eager to establish meritorious deeds, finally reached an agreement by adding the lives of five thousand adventurers.
Hellfire Peninsula, the Alliance's base, Fort Glory, General Danath Trollbane frowned and looked at the map.
The tribe did not conceal their actions. Salma dispatched nearly 40,000 adventurers, targeting the three guard towers to the west of Hellfire Fortress.
The geographical location of these three watchtowers is very important. As long as they are occupied, it is equivalent to cutting off the reinforcements of Hellfire Fortress.
For the Alliance, the loss of three watch towers will inevitably affect the supply line of Cenarion Sanctuary in Zangarmarsh.
There are not many soldiers in Glory Castle, and General Trollbane is hesitant to send troops to intervene.
Suddenly, the guard reported that a visitor was coming.