Wo'jin bit his lip and was the first to regain his composure. He looked at the coquettish arakkoa woman in front of him with unspeakable disgust.
"I'm sorry, I've always had my heart set on something. The trolls have always been clean and self-respecting." Wo'jin declined politely.
Kane sighed: "I'm sorry, my son is taller than me. I have a fierce wife at home, so I can't accept my orders."
Grivolta was still straightforward: "I'm not interested in the opposite sex."
"Hmph!" Emperor Terokk snorted heavily.
"What on earth do you mean? No one has ever dared to refuse me at my banquet, but you have challenged my bottom line again and again. Come and drag them out and kill them."
A large group of guards rushed in. Without any explanation, they grabbed the Wojin trio and pushed them out.
"Wait a minute."
Someone among the guests stood up. It was Senjin, the old chief of the Darkspear tribe. He pointed at Wojin and said:
"This troll has an old relationship with me. Can you please spare him for my sake?"
Terok's anger subsided: "Well, I'm not that cruel. As long as he is willing to apologize to me, I will forgive him."
Senjin winked repeatedly. Wojin lowered his head and was about to kneel down, but was grabbed by Griftar.
"If you kneel down and beg for mercy, you will be doomed." Grivolta warned in a low voice.
Vol'jin hesitated, only to see Emperor Terokk's face was as cold as frost, and he was already murderous.
Another person among the guests stood up, it was Kane's father.
"Terok, you and I are close friends, do you really want to kill my son?"
Terokk had a gloomy face and was silent for a long time: "No, I must kill them to vent my anger."
Orgrim Doomhammer pointed at Vol'jin and Kane and said: "Terok, you cannot kill these two people, otherwise you will destroy the foundation of the tribe. I will never agree."
Grom Hellscream grinned: "I support you in killing them, they are destined to be the great enemies of the arakkoa."
Uther put down his wine glass and said loudly: "Let me say this, as a qualified leader, you should have tolerance for others. These three are just slightly offended. If you take their lives like this? Wouldn't it be too much?
Cruel? It will give you a bad reputation if word spreads about it.”
King Terenas followed up and said: "Is this reasonable? When I was the king, the orcs offended me countless times. An entire generation of young people in Lordaeron were killed. After the war, some people suggested that all the orcs be killed. I categorically said
Refuse, in order to feed the orcs, I would rather starve to death all over Lordaeron, with countless families separated and their families destroyed? This is the magnanimity of an emperor."
Uther praised: "The king of Lordaeron should be like this. Who can be the emperor of the ages?"
Terokk was so moved that he stood up: "I can't match the magnanimity of King Terenas? That's all? Just spare them once."
King Terenas smiled lightly: "Why don't you three express your gratitude?"
Grivolta stopped Vol'jin and Kane again, took a step forward and said, "Everyone? I have something unclear. Can I ask King Terenas for advice."
Terok nodded: "Okay."
Grivolta bowed deeply first: "King Terenas, if I remember correctly, you should have had your head smashed by Thrall."
"So what?" King Terenas snorted disdainfully.
"Do you hate Thrall? Do you regret building an orc shelter?" Griffota asked.
A trace of imperceptible pain flashed across King Terenas's face, and then he said sonorously:
"It was my honor to be killed by Thrall, and establishing the orc shelter was the wisest decision in my life."
"If you say that, I'll feel at ease."
Grivolta had a guess in his mind, and strode towards King Terenas, trampling on many people along the way, causing waves of protests.
Seeing Grivolta approaching, King Terenas asked in horror: "What are you going to do?"
The guests ate barbecued meat full of maggots, drank poisonous wine that corroded the heart and lungs, listened to the melancholy sounds that deceived people's minds, and were beguiled by the arakkoa maids.
Even a person who has died once is unlikely to be in a good state.
Grivolta grabbed King Terenas and was surprised to find that his body was as light as a piece of paper.
Terenas was punched hard on the face, and his face was abnormally damaged, as if it had been smashed into a ball, distorted out of shape.
"Let go, you savage troll, it hurts me to death." King Terenas shouted, struggling with all his strength, but unfortunately his strength was pitiful.
As expected, Grivolta felt relieved and punched King Terenas one after another.
The arakkoa guards on the side just watched, but no one came forward. Emperor Terokk's face was as dark as water, and he seemed to have no intention of intervening.
Terenas' initial threat quickly turned into begging for mercy. He was like a smashed clay sculpture, and his human form was no longer visible.
Uther on the side quietly stepped back, trying to hide in the crowd.
Grivolta rushed forward, grabbed Uther, and put him together with King Terenas.
Soon, Uther weakly begged for mercy, his voice getting smaller and smaller.
The guests were frightened and fled to the feet of Emperor Terokk.
"That's enough."
Emperor Terokk roared, and Grivolta immediately stopped.
"Very good, you passed the test."
Emperor Terokk's face changed from cloudy to clear, and he showed an appreciative gaze:
"Living people are always full of desires, food, wine, luxury and enjoyment. They paralyze the mind, confuse people, and eventually lead to degradation and destruction. No one has ever passed my test, only you have done it. You are very honored to have won my
Rewards and friendship.”
Grivolta asked calmly: "What happened to those who failed the test?"
"We are not demons." Emperor Terokk said with a smile:
"We, who have already sunk into the Kingdom of Shadows, are not qualified to judge the living. They missed out on generous rewards, woke up from a hangover, and were seriously ill for several days."
Wo'jin did not forget the warning of the scroll hider Reshad, and hesitated: "If the reward is gold, silver and jewelry, please forgive us for rejecting it."
"In the Kingdom of Shadow, gold and silver are meaningless." Emperor Terokk said mysteriously: "What I want to reward you is the heart of a three-headed hellhound."
"What is the function of the heart of the three-headed hellhound?" Grivolta was well-informed, but it was a pity that he had never heard of such a thing.
"First of all, you will gain eternal life." Emperor Terokk revealed the most exciting advantage: "You can freely travel between the worlds of life and death, and control the power of life and death. The trolls have a Loa
The god, named Bwonsamdi, long ago inadvertently took the heart of a three-headed hellhound."
After hearing this, Vol'jin's heart skipped a beat. Becoming a loa was the dream of all trolls.
"This is by no means forced. You can refuse, and there will be no consequences." Emperor Terokk said with a smile: "The only disadvantage is that you will regret today's refusal."
"I do!"
Cairn Bloodhoof was the first to raise his hand.
Wo Jin's eyes rolled around, still hesitating.
Emperor Terokk looked at Grivolta and asked:
"What do you have to choose?"
"I refuse." Grivolta did not hesitate at all.
"That's such a pity!" Emperor Terokk looked at Vol'jin with a smile: "Then what's your answer?"
After careful consideration, Wojin said with certainty: "If I guess correctly, only one of the three of us can obtain this authority."