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Chapter 1851: The Birth of the New King

Osaid stood up slowly, his sharp eyes like sharp daggers.

"I see."

"What do you understand?" Jiage was startled and couldn't help but step back. Oside felt strange to him.

"I once hated my mother and hated her for giving me a lowly bloodline. Now I finally understand that I should be hating myself."

O'Said's father is a colorful kobold and a born noble.

But his mother is a lowly gray-haired kobold.

This experience caused Osaid to be bullied and resentful since he was a child, and he later embarked on the road of being a killer. This experience is related to this experience.

Jiage hesitated and asked: "Ossaid, do you really understand?"

Ossaid said coldly:

"The theory of blood is just a yoke you impose on the kobolds. Golden-haired and colorful slaves are no better than gray-haired slaves. Just like us, it will be easy for me to kill you."

Jiage broke out in cold sweat. Once the class distinction lost its effect, he would be unable to control this powerful killer.

"Look, you have the blood of the so-called royal family, what are you doing?" Ossaid mocked: "Making up lies for the powerful."

"This is called enduring humiliation and bearing the burden." Jiage reluctantly explained.

Ossaid sneered and shook his head: "You are just unable to change the status quo. If you rely solely on you, the ancient Kesril Empire is destined to be forgotten."

"The restoration of the country will definitely succeed. There is always hope." Jiage couldn't even convince himself and said with no confidence.

"No, the opportunity is right in front of me." Ossaid said resolutely: "Assist me with all your strength and help me ascend to the throne of the Kobold Emperor."

Jiage said angrily: "How could you? After all, you are just a..."

"You said I'm a bastard, right?" Ossaid shrugged and said, "Times have changed, who cares?"

Jiage tried hard to argue: "No, listen to me, becoming a king requires many prerequisites. Strength alone is not enough. You need to be smart enough, well-informed, lucky and mediating, and you also need a tough heart.

, can you do it while millions of people die miserably in front of you, and still remain stern and unmoved?"

Ossaid frowned fiercely, pointed at his chest and said:

"When Tyrande summoned the cold current, froze the Winterspring Valley, and buried the Kesriel Empire, my heart was already dead."

"What if millions of people die because of you? Can you still remain indifferent?" Jage asked.

Orsaid was silent.

Jiage patted his shoulder carefully and said: "Not everyone has this courage, just like not everyone can become a king."

O'Said raised his head and said in a cold voice: "I have witnessed Thrall's rise with my own eyes. If he can become the warchief, why can't I."

"You are different from Thrall." Jiage shook his head.

O'Said said expressionlessly: "Yes, but I can learn from him. With Thrall's character, I should kill you first."

Jiage was stunned for a moment, then prostrated on the ground: "Big Candle Jiage is willing to help Osaid achieve the position of the great emperor."

O'Said's expression changed, and then he laughed.

There will be variables in all plans. Jage had anticipated many variables, but he never expected them to appear on Osaide.

That night, O'Said went out and assassinated a chief of the six kobold tribes and replaced him.

This is at the beginning of ignorance, when there is no moral or legal restraint, people act arbitrarily, and the strong are respected.

Jiage opened the forum for the third time to teach the Dharma, but did not decipher the heavenly book.

The Book of Heaven must remain mysterious enough to be remembered by people. If it is all decrypted, it will lose its value.

In the tens of thousands of years that followed, successive generations of kobold scholars spent their entire lives trying to decipher the Book of Heaven, but all failed.

Countless kobold scholars looked up to the sky and sighed, weeping and wailing.

I lament the vastness, profoundness, endless mysteries, and all-encompassing nature of the Book of Heaven.

It is a pity that the younger generation of kobolds are not wise enough to compare with the great wisdom of the sage Jiage.

No one knows that the Book of Heaven is actually Jiage's scattered paw prints.

Garg first established the kobold calendar, and then set down basic laws and morals.

And asked the kobolds to build a cathedral and officially accept the faith of the Holy Light.

None of the six chiefs had any objections. They pooled the financial and material resources of the kobolds and built a simple stone church in Durotar's Razor Hill.

At the same time, Orsaid stepped up his efforts to unify the kobolds.

On the day the Stone Church was built, through assassination, O'Said successfully unified the kobolds of Durotar and became the kobold emperor.

Garg serves as the Archbishop of the Kobolds and establishes positions such as Privy Councilor and Assistant Bishop, completely replicating the Holy Light Cathedral in Stormwind City.

Immediately afterwards, Garg personally crowned Ossaid, acknowledging that his throne came from the Holy Light. He was the Holy Light Emperor of Azeroth designated by the Holy Light and was protected by the Holy Light.

Anyone who opposes the Holy Light Emperor is an enemy of the Holy Light. His sins cannot be forgiven and he will be punished by heaven.

"Holy Light Emperor?"

O'Said's unexpected rise made Chen Stormstout feel inexplicably panicked.

Although Thrall and Candle Garg's plan was considered successful, the kobolds were unified and obsessed with the faith of the Holy Light.

But this Holy Light Emperor was somewhat unexpected.

"Did you arrange the Holy Light Emperor?" Chen Stormstout asked Jiage worriedly.

Jiage smiled flatteringly and said: "Don't worry, Great Chief. The Holy Light Emperor comes from a humble background, and it is only through my support that he can rise. He is one of ours."

Chen Stormstout touched his nose, which was soaked with sweat. This was not a good sign among the pandaren.

Rolling his eyes, Chen Stormstout said: "In this case, can the siege of Orgrimmar be lifted?"

Chen Stormstout showed a clever expression: "As long as the warchief gives the order, the siege of Orgrimmar will be lifted."

After thinking for a long time, Chen Stormstout felt that he was worrying too much and ordered:

"Let this group of kobolds retreat to the Valley of Trials, with Razor Ridge as the boundary, and they will never be allowed to cross a step."

Big Candle Garg nodded and bowed and left. Chen Stormstout was still worried and said to Khadgar:

"Is there any gain in monitoring Jage?"

Khadgar said: "Jage strictly implemented the plan and did not break up with others. No abnormalities have been found so far."

Chen Stormstout touched his chin and said seriously:

"Continue to monitor Garg without slacking off at all. If this guy is ambitious, he will definitely contact merchants and establish diplomatic relations with the alliance. If he starts to purchase weapons, armor, and siege equipment, Orgrimmar will be in danger. Apart from Garg,

In addition, the kobolds are just a bunch of ignorant trash, not worth mentioning."

Khadgar made a gesture of cutting his throat: "If you are worried, why not get rid of it."

Chen Stormstout hesitated for a moment: "Gage is still of some use. He has controlled the kobolds in Durotar. The kobolds in the Barrens and Mulgore are still a mess. I heard that the kobolds in Mulgore are still in a mess."

Thunder Bluff has been surrounded."

Khadgar whispered: "The terrain of Thunder Bluff is dangerous and the kobolds cannot climb up. It is safe for the time being."

Chen Stormstout snorted coldly and said viciously:

"The light-forged kobolds reproduce too quickly. We can only use the Holy Light Emperor to conquer the kobolds in the Barrens and Mulgore, and then kill them all to avoid future troubles. Orgrimmar will have no worries.

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Just as Chen Stormstout wished, Orsaid led the kobolds to retreat to the Valley of Trials.

Except for regularly attending services at the Stone Church in Razor Ridge, nothing unusual happened to the kobolds.

Little did Chen Stormstout know that a catastrophe was brewing.


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