Sal knew that a hidden disease like this must be entrusted to a proper person.
Among the people Thrall knew, Eitrigg was the one who spoke the tightest words and acted the most prudently.
Thrall secretly summoned Eitrigg.
Since Eitrigg was frightened in Hearthglen, the orc veteran's strength has declined, and his brain is not as good as before. He is unable to make suggestions for Thrall. His status has been repeatedly reduced, and he is no longer welcome by Thrall.
Unfortunately Thrall doesn't have many options.
"Etrigg, from today on, you are my life and diet consultant."
Eitrigg was overjoyed. He never thought that he would one day turn around.
"Lord Thrall, the savior of Azeroth, the great orc chief, and the dragon-slaying warrior, don't worry, I will do my best. Even if you want to eat my child, I will definitely cook it and bring it to you."
Sal was happy in his heart. This was the slave he needed most. He deliberately scolded him with a straight face:
"Etrigg, you don't have to worry about your diet and life. What I need you to do is..."
Eitrigg was horrified when he heard about Thrall's hidden illness.
Only then did he realize that he was not being reused, but had taken on a fatal mission. The corpses of those shamans who had become flower fertilizers were still cold, and Eitrigg could only tremble with fear.
"Lord Savior, I am just a warrior. I don't know much about healing spells, let alone alchemy."
Eitrigg wanted to shirk, but Thrall's face darkened, and his angry face seemed to be possessed by a demon, which frightened him.
"The violet garden is still short of fertilizer, Eitrigg, you have to think clearly."
Eitrigg knelt down with a plop, lying on the ground, almost fainting from fear.
"Etrigg, you have to accept this mission or not, you have no choice." Thrall snorted and walked away.
Eitrigg walked out of the door in a daze, feeling depressed in his heart. He knew how to cure diseases, but he didn't know where to get the secret recipe. He felt that his life was not long, and he sighed.
"My old friend, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?" Experimental Subject No. 5 asked with a smile. He really wanted to say what he was unhappy about, so that he could make everyone happy.
Experimental Subject No. 5 is now a member of Thrall's Guards. With the secret help of the Black Dragon Prince, his strength has increased significantly. Thrall pays more and more attention to him, and he is always with him.
Eitrigg's eyes lit up. Experimental Subject No. 5 can be said to be an alien around Thrall. Although the other guards are loyal to Thrall, they are almost like wooden figures with no self-thought. Only Experimental Subject No. 5 will always be there.
There are some unexpected ideas, and the relationship between the two is very close.
Experimental Subject No. 5 hated Thrall and also hated Eitrigg. After all, his tauren body was cut into beef by Eitrigg. The pain of cutting his skin was something he would never forget. He deliberately got close to Eitrigg just to find out about them.
's secret.
Eitrigg almost cried and said sadly: "Brother, I am in trouble. You are quick-thinking. How about you help me come up with an idea?" Eitrigg looked around and saw that there was no one around. He was attached to Experimental Subject 5.
He whispered a few words into his ear.
"What, you said that Sal has a hidden disease? That's what he can't do?" Experimental Subject No. 5 said in surprise, feeling so proud of himself! Sal, Sal, you are here today too. The hard work paid off, and he finally caught Sal.
Your sore feet.
"Shh, keep your voice down, do you want to die? Oh, what can I do? I wonder if there is a secret formula!"
Although Azeroth has powerful healing spells and magical alchemy, it is very partial to the medical field. Diseases like Thrall's are not organic diseases, but just mental factors, or rather
Psychological diseases will get better little by little as long as you figure it out after a while. Unfortunately, no one has studied this aspect.
It is possible to recover with or without treatment.
But if you take the wrong treatment, you may never recover.
"Etrigg, Thrall, one of you cut me into pieces and the other ate my flesh. This revenge must be avenged. Hehe, I will let you suffer a little in order to avenge my death."
Experimental Subject No. 5 was very serious and pretended to be mysterious: "This disease is difficult to cure. I heard about this disease in my hometown of Nagrand. This is a disease of innate damage to the soul. I guess Kael'thas is
The attack may have damaged the savior Thrall’s divine essence. The healing magic can make up for the damage to the organs, but it cannot repair the innate divine essence.”
"Innate divine essence? What is that? Does it have anything to do with the divine soul?" Eitrigg was confused when he heard it, and he felt more and more magical about it.
"No, no!" Experimental Subject No. 5 said enigmatically:
"The innate divine energy is different from the divine soul. It is a powerful energy that exists in our souls and bodies. It is elusive. The savior's disease is precisely the lack of innate divine energy."
"Then how to treat it?" Eitrigg was anxious. He didn't understand this aspect and had no doubts.
Subject No. 5 shook his head, looking more and more like an old scholar: "Such a disease cannot be treated. There is only one way, and it requires long-term supplementation!"
"Tonic."
It was the first time Eitrigg had heard of this word, and he felt more and more inscrutable. He quickly asked Experimenter No. 5 for advice. Experimenter No. 5 took his time and figured it out before saying:
"This disease is very serious and cannot be cured in a short period of time. I will prescribe some medicine for you. You can give it to Sal first. If he gets better, continue to take it. Don't say that I prescribed it."
Eitrigg thanked him profusely. Experimental Subject No. 5 thought about it and carefully wrote down the following.
"The heart blood of the Red Dragon Queen, the bone marrow of the chief orc warrior, the horns of the Dreadlord, the hair of the guardian, and the foot skin of the most beautiful woman in the world."
Eitrigg looked confused and felt that this prescription was so profound and completely different from the alchemy he had lifted before.
Experimental Subject No. 5 mysteriously said:
"This is a secret recipe passed down to me by an ancient Titan. Please don't tell others."
"Brother, thank you so much." Eitrigg was so excited that tears filled his eyes. The ingredients in the recipe were particularly difficult to prepare, which proved that this recipe must be effective.
The great magister Antonidas took his granddaughter Andenani for a walk in the garden. In this chaotic era, Antonidas rarely enjoyed this short leisurely moment. When he saw Sal coming towards him, Antonidas' face turned pale with fear.
Bai, quickly asked his disciples to take away his granddaughter. If Sal came up to eat Andenani, Antonidas really didn't know how to deal with it.
"Antonidas." Thrall showed an ugly smile, remembering the Dread Lord's plan, and had to make a humble expression: "I want to ask you what the power of race is."
Alsace proposed that Medivh consumes the orcs' racial power, which has always made Thrall worried, so he took the opportunity to ask for advice. Antonidas stroked his beard and smiled slightly:
"Savior Thrall, it's very good that you can ask for advice so humbly. You are worthy of being the savior of Azeroth. This is a blessing for Azeroth. The power of race was first proposed by the Dragon Clan. The dragon is very powerful.
They have a long lifespan, but do you know why their numbers are never high?"
"Isn't it because it's too difficult to reproduce?" Thrall asked in surprise.
Antonidas shook his head and smiled:
"Alexstrasza, the Red Dragon Queen, is a life-binder. She is proficient in the power of life. It is not difficult to reproduce offspring. During the period when she was enslaved by the orcs, the Red Dragon Queen once reproduced a large number of red dragons. The reason why the dragon clan did not dare to act recklessly
The reproduction of offspring is precisely due to the limitations of the power of race." (To be continued)