The mountains and rivers have changed color and the land has become barren.
Robbie and Kel'Thuzad came to Durotar. After the plague released by Khadgar, the land was filled with kobolds turned into ghouls.
As Khadgar expected, these incomplete undead died after three days.
Unexpectedly, corpses were piled up on the ground, quickly rotting under the influence of the plague, immersed in the soil, and turned into gray undead that corroded the ground.
Kel'Thuzad picked up a handful of corroded soil, shook his head and said:
"Khadgar's undead magic skills are very poor. The land has been polluted and no plants will grow for decades."
Durotar, the Barrens, and Mulgore have all become such a land, and Robbie can't bear it:
"The Eastern and Western Plaguelands have been restored. I didn't expect that this place would become a barren land."
Kel'Thuzad scratched his head: "This change is irreversible and can only be changed through time."
Robbie thought for a while and said: "The matter of the undead should be solved using the undead method."
"Undead?" Kel'Thuzad hesitated for a while: "In the Age of Holy Light, the rise of the new Scourge Legion can be regarded as a lesson to the tribe."
The three lands were destroyed and almost turned into a desert, while Orgrimmar was immersed in joy.
Chen Stormstout never cared about the contamination of the land.
Ever since the orcs landed on Kalimdor, Durotar has become a barren land.
The barren land, as its name suggests, is inherently dry and rainless, with sparse vegetation.
It's a pity that Mogoolei, the hometown of the tauren, used to be a dense grassland, but now only the smell of death is left everywhere.
But compared to solving the big trouble of kobolds, these costs are worth it.
In Orgrimmar, people took to the streets one after another, singing and dancing to praise the great savior.
Chen Thrall Stormstout once again became a great hero and hero who saved Azeroth.
A grand banquet was held in the gorgeous palace of Orgrimmar.
Thrall, Big Candle Garg, Arthur Rock and other meritorious ministers all became guests. The grand banquet consumed a total of five thousand tauren.
Arthur Rock is already the popular man and general beside the chief. While eating beef, he loudly praises the great savior.
Big Candle Jiage secretly lamented that Mulgore had become a place of death and it would be difficult to eat beef in the future.
Only Khadgar blamed himself so much that he hid in a corner and kept silent, not even drinking.
This is a great victory for the Horde. All tribes in Azeroth sent gifts to thank the savior for once again saving Azeroth.
Mera Highmountain of Highmountain sent five hundred Highmountain tauren to cheer up the Savior.
In order to appreciate the savior's grace, the Zandalari trolls sent a precious skull of the Loa god.
A gift of five hundred fine skins from the furbolg in Felwood.
Tyrande sent a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by herself.
Among them, the most generous one is the goblins of Booty Bay, who are planning to build a 300-meter-high statue of the Savior in Orgrimmar.
Looking at the gifts sent by various tribes, Chen Stormstout grinned from ear to ear and felt happy.
Everyone was encouraged to drink, and Chen. Storm Spirit was drunk and in high spirits. He kept making witty remarks, causing bursts of laughter in the audience.
This grand banquet lasted for three days and three nights. They ate wine and meat into their stomachs, vomited them out and ate them again, enjoying themselves to their heart's content.
The Nushui River was filled with vomit and the stench was overwhelming.
Khadgar was not acquainted with this group of people and went down early to handle government affairs.
An unexpected piece of information caught Khadgar's attention.
Not long ago, the gnomes cleaned up their inventory and sold five thousand critical shotguns with countless ammunition.
A similar amount of arms was also sold in Bilgewater Port. Like the dwarf trade, the buyer's information was unknown.
Khadgar crossed his fingers and fell into thought.
There had been similar information before, but it was only a small trade, and Khadgar didn't take it to heart.
However, the amounts of these two transactions were huge, enough to arm an army.
Except for the Kobold Rebellion, the Azeroth Alliance and the Horde are in peace. Who purchased such a huge amount of arms?
Several answers popped into Khadgar's mind, but all of them were ruled out.
In order to study the undead plague, Khadgar did not rest well for many days. A feeling of fatigue came over him and he couldn't help but fall into a deep sleep.
In his sleep, he saw the intricate underground passages below Durotar.
A large group of well-trained light-forged kobolds swarmed out of the ground, holding critical shotguns in their hands and looking at Orgrimmar, their eyes filled with hatred.
"Something bad happened."
Khadgar woke up from his sleep and hurried to see Chen Stormstout.
After three days and three nights of carnival, everyone fell into a deep sleep.
Of course, the only people who are qualified to indulge in carnival are the celebrities around the great chief.
After ordinary people praise the savior, they have to go through hard times, and soldiers have to stick to their posts.
Khadgar entered the luxurious Celestial Palace and went straight to Chen Stormstout's chamber, only to see Meera Highmountain coming out of it.
Khadgar had never been kind to this Highmountain tauren, so he nodded as a greeting.
Unexpectedly, Meila Gaoling blocked the way:
"The chief gave orders, no one will be seen."
Khadgar was very impatient and said: "I have something important to discuss with the chief, please get out of the way."
Meera Gaoling smiled coldly: "The war chief is extremely exhausted from saving Azeroth and needs to rest. What can be more important than the war chief's rest?"
"Get out of the way."
Khadgar had no intention of getting entangled with him, and with one finger of his hand, Mera Gaoling turned into a little sheep.
At the door, an orc woman with heavy makeup, a bright red bellyband, and a light gauze leaned against the door frame and looked at Khadgar coldly.
This woman's name is Domis, the beauty pageant champion of Azeroth, the super beauty who has driven countless people crazy, the favorite of Chen Stormstout, and her status is respected.
"What, Master Khadgar, do you want to destroy Azeroth?" Dormis looked strange, her delicate fangs flashing with cold light.
"Don't dare!"
Khadgar quickly lowered his head and held his breath.
This woman is most likely to become the savior's wife, and Khadgar does not dare to offend her.
Domes snorted coldly from her nose:
"Go down quickly, the savior needs to rest."
Khadgar hurriedly left, and easily lifted Meera Gaolin's transformation spell.
Meera Gaoling was so angry that she complained to the orc woman:
"This Khadgar is getting more and more excessive. Doesn't he know that his happy life today is only possible because of the Savior who saves Azeroth?"
Dormis smiled sweetly: "Sister, there is no need to worry. When the savior wakes up, I will tell Khadgar that he is teasing me and tell this annoying guy to get out."
Meila Gaoling smiled happily: "Sister, I have to rely on you for everything."
Along the way, Khadgar couldn't help but sigh.
Nowadays, Chen Stormstout's temperament has become more and more unpredictable, and his violent and domineering temper has increased along with his weight.
"Is it another Thrall?"
Khadgar frowned fiercely.
A guard came to report that there was a commotion at the city gate.
Khadgar hurriedly went to check, and it turned out that the goblins from Booty Bay had sent the statue of the Savior and caused trouble.
The Statue of the Savior was built in Booty Bay, dismantled and shipped to Orgrimmar.
What was delivered this time was the head of the Savior. Unfortunately, it was too big and blocked the city gate.