Facing a group of vicious slum gangsters, the two adventurers trembled like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
"Okay, don't scare them."
The initiator of this meeting, the arakkoa man who was playing with Tibu's blazing sword, smiled lightly and said:
"Thall is an executioner, a great villain who slaughters the world. Only stupid adventurers will believe that he is the savior. These two wastes have some uses."
A one-eyed demon with a scar on its face approached the adventurer and asked fiercely:
"You said you saw orcs underwater, tell me what happened!"
One of the adventurers said uneasily: "We saw with our own eyes a group of orcs, as nimble as naga, killing people constantly. The leader covered his head and face, and his hammer worked very well."
"What's a good idea?" the ferocious tiger man asked dully.
"One hammer can crush the head." The adventurer said in horror.
The big guys in the slums here were all lost in thought.
"Are you sure he is Thrall?" The evil orcs widened their eyes and asked loudly.
The two adventurers were frightened and shook their heads.
The Crow Man waved his hand, and someone took the two adventurers down.
The servants brought the cleft-hoof ox calf, which was roasted golden brown, and everyone ate and talked.
Akama spoke first:
"That night, the defenses of Viper Lake were fully activated, and the underwater pressure was extremely high. After swinging the hammer, the resistance increased several times. Unless he was a skilled shaman, he would not be affected by the resistance of the water."
"A shaman among the orcs, who is good at using hammers, was captured by Vashqi." Gronn, who shrunk in size, exhaled: "Who else can he be besides Thrall?"
"I have known for a long time that the shaman in the tribe is fake." The ogre knocked on the table angrily.
The Crow Man looked around with ferocious eyes and said loudly: "Everyone, our business is thanks to Sal taking care of it. Although it is only 19%, we can still make some money. Since Sal was captured, our business has gone from bad to worse and is about to be over."
I can’t open the pot anymore.”
Akama glanced at the arakkoa, who claimed to be a descendant of Anzu and ran a duck down blanket workshop.
It is necessary to kill hundreds of arakkoa and remove the duck down alive to make a blanket.
Then the arakkoa soul is sealed in a blanket to keep it warm in winter and cool in summer, and to prevent mosquito bites. It is one of the most expensive luxuries in the tribe.
The insidious ogre touched his chin and said: "After Thrall disappeared, thanks to our joint efforts, we deceived the adventurers from Azeroth. I thought that Thrall was rescued, and this group of adventurers was useless. It was just the right thing to do."
The food of the orcs, who would have thought that King Saurfang deceived us."
This ogre is the largest slave trader in Draenor and has the largest number of ogre slaves. What he likes to do most is to slaughter ogre villages, kill the old, weak, sick and disabled, and capture all the ogres in their prime.
The ferocious-looking tiger man roared angrily: "I sent people to see Nassar with heavy gifts. Guess what he said? He said that he wanted to discuss with King Saurfang before making a decision. When will the great savior Thrall
Judging from Saurfang's face, I started to doubt it at that time."
This tiger man runs a leather factory, and his hand-sewn tiger skin coats, tiger skin backpacks, tiger skin belts, etc. are deeply loved by tribal nobles.
Gronn, the most powerful person present, said in a low voice: "Everyone, we must rescue Thrall, but the defense of Viper Lake is stronger than we expected. This Vashqi is difficult to deal with."
This Gronn is the largest mount merchant in Draenor, and he has all kinds of mounts including clefthoof cattle, tabu sheep, and freshwater beasts.
He is especially good at reselling underage Gronn mounts, using secret medicine to make young Gronns grow smaller and stop growing, and then train them to serve as mounts for others.
The scarred one-eyed demon said angrily: "We all know that Thrall only eats the heart meat of pandas and tauren. I sent people to investigate secretly. Now that Thrall eats pancakes. He must be fake, otherwise
I dug out my one eye."
The eyes of the one-eyed demon are the finest treasures. After processing, they are exquisite and exquisite. They are called the tears of the stars and are extremely valuable. This one-eyed demon has a monopoly on the tears of the stars in Draenor.
Akama secretly looked at the Astral Consortium businessman who had remained silent.
The virtual spirits of the Astral Consortium are a group of greedy guys, especially fond of all kinds of precious minerals.
Seeing everyone frowning, Xu Ling finally spoke:
"If you want to rescue Thrall, you must take an unusual path. In the Mana Tomb of Auchindoun, Node Prince Shafar discovered a Titan relic called the Node Key. If you get this Titan relic, it will be easy to rescue Thrall."
Akama asked with interest: "What is the node key?"
Seeing everyone's greedy expressions, Xu Ling said without changing his expression:
"The Node Key is a staff made by the Titan Aggramar. It is used to manage the space nodes in the world of Draenor. You can travel through Draenor at will, but this object is hidden deep in the space node of the Mana Tomb. Prince Shafa
I'm still digging, and it's not going well."
"We must get the node key as soon as possible and rescue Thrall." The angry tiger man roared.
The calm Crow Man asked in a low voice: "Calm down, how can we help?"
Xu Ling said expressionlessly: "The space node is well-connected in all directions and has countless space cracks. If you want to enter the space node, you can only try again and again to find the correct path. If you can have enough manpower, it will be difficult to find the node key."
Disaster."
Akama was secretly surprised. The space rift is the most dangerous maze. Once lost, you will never be able to get out.
The arakkoa responded: "It is urgent to save the great savior Thrall. For the sake of Azeroth and Outland, we must contact the adventurers who are brave enough to sacrifice as soon as possible."
The Khajiit sneered: "Azeroth's stupid adventurers are almost dead."
Akama shook his head: "Don't worry. Although Thrall killed more than a million adventurers in Azeroth, this is just a hair on the body of the Kodo beast. Azeroth's potential is beyond imagination."
The ogre added: "Not only the adventurers of Azeroth, but also the adventurers of the outer lands cannot be spared. They are just a bunch of idiots anyway and deserve to die."
Panya Reservoir.
Thrall, whose pseudonym is Gudan, was awarded by Vashj for his bravery in battle. In addition to being the supervisor, he was also named patrol captain.
From then on, Thrall was qualified to lead a group of orcs to patrol the slave pens.
It's just that instead of relaxing, Vashj's surveillance of him became even tighter.
After the blood connection locked Thrall, Thrall sensed it and knew that this was a good way to escape, but he never found the opportunity.
On this day, the Serpent Temple welcomed a guest. A blood troll woman bowed and saluted Vashj.
"Ilna, Blood Troll War Mistress, has met Lady Vashj."
Ms. Vasqi raised her right hand and chuckled:
"War Mistress Yirna, it's been a hard journey coming from Nazmir. I need your help with a little favor regarding blood magic."
Irna said confidently: "As long as it is in the field of blood magic, tell me everything you know and I will definitely help."
Vashj's snake-like eyes flashed with danger:
"I need you to track down a group of people who use blood magic and find out their location."