Grivolta was worried about Adal's revenge, so he did not return to Shattrath City and lived in a wooden house in Terokkar Forest.
As the most famous counterfeiter in Shattrath City, Grivolta's business is very good, and people often come to him.
Following these clues, Vol'jin found Grivolta, and in order not to scare him, he visited him alone.
"Griffota, how dare you deceive me." Wojin came up and aggressively launched an attack to accuse him.
Grivolta slowly raised his head, held his head high and said: "Everything must be based on evidence. I told you to help you find the Eye of Anzu."
"What about the Eye of Anzu?" Vol'jin asked angrily.
"Didn't you see Anzu?" Grivolta said matter-of-factly: "Whether you can remove Anzu's eyes depends on your own ability and has nothing to do with me."
"You..." Wojin was stunned and his face turned the color of pig liver.
You know, Wo'jin has always been known for his resourcefulness. He has always been the only one to deceive others. How could he be fooled like this?
Vol'jin's right hand touched the sharp blade at his waist. Grivolta looked at it leisurely and unhurriedly untied the package on his back.
Upon seeing the familiar package, Vol'jin recalled that night that seemed like a dream but not a dream. At Emperor Terokk's banquet, Vol'jin and Kane joined forces, and they were no match for Glivolta.
Strength is the best medicine for relieving one's anger. Vol'jin put his hand where Glivolta could see it, indicating that he was not hostile.
"Griffota, I want to make the Eye of Anzu. The price is up to you." Vol'jin slowed down and said.
"My prices have always been fair." Grivolta lowered his head and thought for a long time: "It's just that it's difficult to hide it from Sal. I need a few precious materials."
Vol'jin sneered and said boldly: "Our tribe controls the entire Kalimdor, what precious materials don't we have?"
Grivolta's expression was quite serious and he said extremely seriously:
"The things I need are not cheap. They are the horns of the Tauren chief, the fangs of the Darkspear tribe leader, the eyes of the Blood Elf leader, and the toes of the Mag'har orc leader."
"What did you say?"
Wo'jin was so angry that he clenched his teeth, but soon figured out the reason and was slightly stunned.
Cairn Bloodhoof followed Vol'jin into the Arak Peaks and witnessed the entire process with his own eyes.
The blood elf archmage Rommath helped build the portal and was also one of the people who knew the truth.
Gerkan Blood Fist escaped at the last stage, and no one can guarantee that he can keep it secret.
As for Vol'jin, not to mention, Grivolta was very worried about being betrayed by him.
"You have thought very carefully." Wo Jin nodded, convinced.
Grivolta grinned and said sincerely: "I am just a small person. If I were not careful enough, I would have been eaten to the bone."
"Okay, I promise you." Vol'jin knew it. If he wanted to hide it from Thrall, he couldn't lack any of these things.
Grivolta's frown gradually eased: "Bring me the stuff, the Eye of Anzu will be made as promised, and no one will be able to tell it's fake."
These things are not difficult for Wojin.
Tauren are just food for the orcs, and Vol'jin is the troll leader responsible for processing the food? Cairn Bloodhoof would never dare to refuse.
The leader of the blood elves, Lor'themar, is said to have lost an eye during the war with the Undead Scourge.
But more people suspect? His eyes were gouged out by orcs.
With the skills of the blood elf priests? Organ regeneration is not a problem.
In order to show off his achievements in front of the people, Lor'themar wears a blindfold all year round to accumulate political capital for himself.
Careful people found that he often misplaced the eyepatch. Sometimes he wore it on the left eye, sometimes on the right eye.
Given the blood elf's humble status in the tribe, it was not difficult for him to take out an eye.
Finally, Gerkan Bloodfist? Vol'jin didn't take him to heart at all.
Three days later? Wojin got a few materials as he wished.
In the hut in Terokkar Forest? The two completed the transaction, and Vol'jin obtained the Eye of Anzu.
Vol'jin had seen the Eye of Anzu once, and it was exactly the same. He had to admire Grivolta's craftsmanship.
As for being unable to give a prophecy, Wo'jin had already thought of the reason.
In Shattrath City, Vol'jin is preparing to return to Orgrimmar through the portal and offer the Eye of Anzu to Thrall.
Adal's soft voice suddenly sounded in Wojin's ears:
"Wo'jin, come and see me."
Wojin did not dare to neglect, and when he came to the center of Holy Light Square, Adal asked with interest:
"Wo'jin, what's that in your hand?
"Dear Adal, I am holding in my hand a replica of the Eye of Anzu." Vol'jin did not dare to lie in front of Adal.
"Oh, bring it to me and take a look."
The soft holy light wrapped the box in Wo'jin's hand, flew to A'dal, and returned to Wo'jin's hand after a while.
"You have done a great job, Vol'jin. I am most optimistic about you in the Horde. Go ahead. You have an unlimited future. You will definitely have a seat among the Loa gods of Azeroth."
Wojin nodded and bowed before leaving respectfully.
Before entering the portal, Vol'jin carefully opened the box. The Eye of Anzu was still there, and he let out a long breath.
Orgrimmar, the day after Vol'jin presented the Eye of Anzu, Vol'jin was summoned by Thrall.
In the chief's tent, Thrall was eating the tauren's heart meat, while Eitrigg was waiting on him.
Wojin didn't dare to breathe, and stood aside respectfully, bending so hard that his fangs almost touched the ground.
The trolls of the Darkspear tribe have always been hunched over and unable to straighten their backs. It is said that this is a rule passed down by Vol'jin.
Thrall had a bad appetite. He waved his hand after eating less than half of his meal, and Eitrigg ordered people to take away the food.
"The Eye of Anzu gave a prophecy." Thrall stretched his neck and looked at Vol'jin with dissatisfaction.
"The fragment of the Hand of Luna is in the hands of Alessir Sungazer."
Vol'jin frowned after hearing this. Alessel Sunwatcher was a rich man from the blood elves and provided a quarter of the tribe's military expenses.
This man's whereabouts are a mystery, and he controls the Relic Society behind the scenes and manages businesses all over Azeroth.
These rich people have weird personalities and are ambitious. It is reasonable to be interested in the power of the moon god Elune.
Wait, the Eye of Anzu is obviously fake, how can it give a prophecy?
Vol'jin was puzzled and carefully looked at Thrall's face. The sadness and dilemma didn't seem to be fake.
Eitrigg said angrily: "I have successfully accused Illidan of stealing the fragment of the Hand of the Moon. Who would have thought that it would cause so many things? Vol'jin, you are in a bad way!"
It's unfair, Wo Jin cried out in his heart.
Thrall said with deep thoughts: "Alethal Sunwatcher, this person is enigmatic, mysterious and low-key. Eitrigg has sent assassins many times to get rid of him and seize his wealth, but unfortunately they all failed.
Yes, I heard that MI7 is also looking for him, so I don’t want to alarm him for the time being."
Eitrigg added in a strange voice: "We must regain the fragment of the Hand of the Moon God. Vol'jin, you must find a way to remedy the mistake you made."
Wo Jin felt this bitterness in his heart. After thinking about it for a long time, he asked:
"The great savior, if you get the fragment of the Moon God's Hand, what should you do with it?"
Thrall said without thinking: "The power of the Moon God is as vast as the universe. He doesn't care about this small loss and orders us to throw it into the space turbulence and destroy it."
There is a lot of space turbulence above the void storm in the outer domain.
Wo'jin took a step forward and asked: "Then who will confirm the authenticity of the fragments?"