The dagger in Jaina's shadow is called the Soulblood Blade, which can cut flesh and soul at the same time.
A black vine bound Thrall tightly, and the vine stretched out its tiny tentacles and penetrated straight into Thrall's heart.
Sal let out a miserable howl, sweating profusely in pain, and kept wailing for mercy.
Gaelaya, who was so angry that she was so angry, suddenly came back to her senses and became much more energetic. She did not dare to resist Jaina, but complained to Eitrigg beside her:
"Etrigg, you loser, the great savior is suffering, why don't you think of a solution quickly?"
Eitrigg looked sad. He was just an orc veteran, so he was no match for Jaina in the future.
"I, I can't do it, I can't, I can't." Eitrigg cried, holding his head.
Xuying smiled faintly and said: "Don't worry, this vine is to provide nutrients for Sal. I don't want him to die for no reason."
The vines caused Thrall great pain, and it was obvious that Jaina had no intention of spending any time on pain relief.
The shadow picked up the soul-blood blade and kept cutting Thrall's body, flying up and down, and only saw a bright blade.
Pieces of flesh and blood were flying like snowflakes, and as soon as they left Sal's body, they were moved by the ice.
It has to be said that Xuying's knife skills are very good, many times better than those of the Pandaren chef.
Sal's screams became more and more ferocious, until eventually his voice became hoarse, he moaned feebly, his pupils were dilated, and his spirit had collapsed.
In the Valley of Spirits, Lord Mannoroth of the Abyss ate very well, his ears stood up, and he clearly heard something, but he just turned over and continued to sleep.
Gaelaya watched Thrall suffer without any feeling of revenge.
It was obviously Thrall who ate half of Gaelaya's heart. She should hate Thrall to death, but she didn't know why and couldn't feel any hatred.
Instead, he was in agony and suffering, wishing he could suffer for Sal.
"Great savior Thrall, you are so kind and kind."
Galaya knew that this idea was wrong, but she just couldn't control herself and stretched out her hand helplessly.
As the shadow cut into Thrall's flesh and soul, it looked at Gaelaya with a smile.
"Look, this is the weakness of the orcs, blind worship of power, even more than life. No matter how the powerful torture, humiliate, and trample, they are still full of yearning. Although Thrall is cruel, if Gaelaya replaces Thrall, he must have
Nothing is missing, Eitrigg, are you right?"
Eitrigg just whimpered and cried, unable to do anything.
Gaelaya stared at him fiercely, full of contempt and ridicule.
"Perhaps this is Thrall's value. No wonder even the Legion of Light refuses to give up on him." Jaina's phantom voice had a faint sour taste.
After a long time, the time agreed with Vol'jin passed, and Jaina's work was completed.
Right next to Thrall, the flesh and soul were removed and reassembled into a Thrall. The original Thrall only became slimmer and thinner.
The vines provided nutrients to the two Thralls, and their bodies gradually became fuller.
The original Thrall has suffered a mental breakdown, and the new Thrall is still sleeping.
The shadow pointed at the newborn Thrall, turned him into a squirrel, and put him in a cage.
Eitrigg looked at the giggling Thrall and felt a wave of despair. The shadow comforted him softly:
"Don't worry, Sal will be back to his original state after a short sleep. He won't remember anything."
After saying that, the shadow raised his voice: "Etrigg, I will hand Thrall over to you and do whatever you want. You can even kill him and replace him to avenge the woman you love."
Eitrigg said in fear: "How dare I take action against the great savior."
Xuying seemed to understand something, nodded and said:
"Once again, Thrall's role has been verified. His influence on the orcs has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people."
After saying that, the shadow pointed his finger, and the vines wrapped around the dying Gaelaya. The tiny tentacles stretched into the big hole in the chest and repaired the damaged heart.
Xuying explained: "Although the power of plants cannot restore Gaelaya to its former strength, there is no problem in living as an ordinary orc."
Eitrigg was overjoyed and hurriedly knelt on the ground to thank him.
"You don't need to thank me, but you should hate me. This is a test for you. If the news of tonight's incident spreads, it will damage the majesty of Sal, the savior. As Sal's life consultant, you know what to do."
Eitrigg's joy came to an abrupt end, his body couldn't help but tremble, and sweat flowed down his cheeks.
"What will you do? Eitrigg, I'm looking forward to it very much." The shadow laughed and disappeared into a stream of light.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With the resuscitation of her heart, Gaelaya regained some energy. Although she was still very weak, she knew she could survive.
On one side was the unconscious Thrall, and on the other side was Eitrigg with his head lowered and his fists tightly clenched.
Gaelaya suddenly understood his situation and hurriedly begged:
"Etrigg, listen to me, I will never tell anyone what happened tonight, I swear."
Eitrigg raised his head, tears streaming down his face, and said hoarsely:
"Savior Thrall said that only the dead can keep secrets. I don't dare to bet on that."
Gaelaya panicked and said hurriedly: "You said that you love me and you are willing to take me away. I promise to go with you and don't kill me. Let's stay together and fly together."
Eitrigg shook his head: "The dignity of Thrall, the great savior, cannot be tarnished. Thrall is your idol. You should have this awareness."
"I admire Thrall, and Thrall is my spiritual support, but, but..." Gaelaya panicked and spoke incoherently.
A dagger fell beside Gaelaya. Eitrigg turned his face away and whispered:
"Either die for Thrall, or kill him and you can live. I don't have the courage. This is the choice I give you."
Gaelaya picked up the dagger tremblingly and looked at the unconscious Thrall.
When he thought of killing the great savior, he was suddenly frightened. He dropped the dagger to the ground and trembled like a frightened mouse.
Eitrigg let out a wry smile:
"Sure enough, Thrall is more important than your life and more precious than my love. Galaya, this is your own choice."
After saying that, Eitrigg stepped forward, grabbed Gaelaya's head, and twisted it hard.
There was a crisp sound of bone cracking, and Eitrigg executed his beloved woman with his own hands.
"For the great savior Thrall." Eitrigg murmured in his heart, carrying Thrall out of the alley, and saw Vol'jin sleeping against the wall.
After sending Thrall back to the chief's tent, Eitrigg returned the same way and pushed Vol'jin on the shoulder.
Wo'jin woke up with a yawn and asked with a smile:
"it's over?"
Eitrigg nodded, stroked his fangs and said:
"Everything is over. I really don't understand why I fell in love with a mouse."
Wojin was stunned for a moment, then laughed:
"Mouse, what an apt metaphor. You know, I was actually thinking that if you love her too deeply, send her to the Undercity and ask Sylvanas to be resurrected and stay with you forever as a forgotten person.
Being by my side can be considered a comfort."
"It doesn't matter anymore." Eitrigg waved his hand and said: "Burn it, once and for all."
Having said that, Eitrigg walked into the shadows of the night, his back extremely lonely.
Jaina's shadow stood at the highest point of Orgrimmar, overlooking Eitrigg's back, and said coldly:
"Love is as delicious as cheese, but it is also as fragile as cheese. It cannot withstand any test, so don't let it go."