Khadgar looked at the busy troll chefs, each with sharp fangs and bared teeth.
"Am I going to be turned into broth by them?"
The ingratitude of the orcs has become a custom, as common as the glory they talk about. When he thinks that he may be eaten, Khadgar's heart tightens suddenly, and there is an inexplicable fright. He looks at Med'an with eyes full of
Be alert.
"I have to be careful about this orc. I have reprimanded him many times in the past few days. He probably has a grudge and wants to eat me in soup."
The orc warriors had a delicious meal, and the bones were collected together and arranged into their original shapes. Some necromancers began to cast spells. The souls returned, the bones were reborn, and the pandaren, blood elves, and goblins all came to life.
The orcs have eaten up their flesh and blood, and it seems that the overall strength of the team has been lost, but they can become undead and continue to serve the orcs.
The flesh and blood filled the stomachs of the orcs, allowing the orc warriors to maintain their combat effectiveness. The bones were resurrected as undead, and the overall number of the team did not change. It seemed to be a very cost-effective deal.
Of course, these resurrected undead must enter the Undercity and undergo the rebirth and baptism of Sylvanas before they can become the true Forsaken. Now they are only semi-finished products at best, with a serious lack of combat effectiveness.
These half-finished products shouted loudly:
"For the tribe."
The voices were hoarse and touching. They gave everything they had, and their loyalty to the tribe was evident.
Witnessing this scene, Robbie felt something in his heart. No wonder Sylvanas could become the chief of the tribe. In this way, the number of Forgotten people must be increasing. As the leader of the Forgotten people, Sylva
Nas's power is also growing.
After a hearty meal, the adventure begins in full swing.
Everyone walked past the boulders shattered by Khadgar. The mountains became steeper, the terrain became more complex, and there were more and more rotting murlocs. Khadgar was smarter this time, and he felt more and more that Med'an was responsible for
Being hostile, he began to pretend to be deaf and mute, and refused to even draw a map on the grounds of lack of mana and mental weakness.
After walking not far, Khadgar used the excuse of lack of physical strength and returned to the camp to rest.
There was no other way. Med'an could only lead the team forward in person. He broke up the team and divided it into more than a dozen small teams to search for the whereabouts of the sunken ship. Unfortunately, there was a lack of mages in the team and they could not see very far with only torches.
Scurrying around like a headless fly in the fog, the surrounding fog brings a huge sense of oppression to people. Occasionally encountering some skeletons or rotting undead fishmen, it becomes a little comfort.
Not long after, the clatter of chains appeared again, and fear enveloped everyone's hearts.
Whenever there is the sound of chains in the fog, a companion is destined to disappear, be taken away by the seducer, and become a walking zombie. Although these veterans are not afraid of death, in this strange situation, fear makes them all terrified. This is consistent with
Facing the enemy directly is different, it is a kind of mental torture.
Walking on thin ice, unable to resist, the god of death lurked in the mist, harvesting life without any scruples. Companions died one after another. Soon some orcs could no longer hold on and entered a violent state, attacking indiscriminately without distinguishing between friend and foe.
The rage of one orc triggered more rage, and the fight was chaotic, as if everyone around him was the enemy. Med'an realized that the situation was out of control, and had to blow the horn to retreat.
More than a dozen teams retreated to the camp one after another, all of them were frightened, and almost everyone was injured. The result of this commotion was the death of hundreds of orc warriors, and those who were dragged away by the "evil" existence in the fog were
few.
Faced with the unknown and terrifying existence, the soldiers refused to venture deep into the fog. Med'an had no choice but to go deep into the fog by himself. He must find a way to personally eliminate the evil unknown existence.
Today, Mai De'an is far from Robbie's opponent. Robbie did not even use all his strength to successfully capture the frightened Mai De'an. The next day, everyone found the unconscious Mai De'an outside the camp.
Dean, he was naked, with the corpses of undead fishmen hanging all over his body. The guardian suit and legendary staff were placed aside.
"I didn't even take away Med'an's equipment. This is one of the few legendary sets in Azeroth."
Khadgar became more and more certain that it was some kind of evil spirit hiding in the mist, rather than someone pretending to be one.
After waking up, Med'an felt ashamed to see people, so he hid in the tent and refused to show his face. Khadgar thought he would give up and lead the team back, but Med'an unexpectedly showed special resilience and secretly found Khadgar.
add.
"Senior brother, let me tell you the truth. This time I am embarrassed. My father taught me that it doesn't matter if I am embarrassed, but I must find a way to make up for it. Hum, everyone accompanying me this time, except senior brother, no one can think of it.
Get out alive."
Med'an said fiercely, showing a ferocious expression that was almost exactly the same as Medivh's.
Khadgar was horrified to hear that he wanted all the other witnesses to die just because he was embarrassed. He was worthy of being the son of the Guardian, and he despised life extremely.
"So the adventure must continue. Brother, please help me find a way. I can't let them waste food in the camp." Med'an begged.
Khadgar felt Med'an's determination and knew that he could no longer hide it. This guy was crazy and could do anything. Khadgar thought for a long time before saying: "The biggest problem right now is these fogs.
, so that we don’t know what the enemy looks like. If the fog can be dispelled, the problem will not be big.”
Med'an nodded, unwilling to accept his failure, and said firmly: "Yes, I fought against that evil yesterday, and his strength was mediocre. If these fogs didn't block my sight, I would never lose.
"
"Do you know what the fog is made of?" Khadgar asked deliberately.
"What is the composition of fog?" Med'an scratched his head. His knowledge accumulation was limited: "Mist is fog!"
Khadgar shook his head and smiled: "Actually, the mist is tiny water droplets. Countless water droplets are suspended in the air, covering the sight and forming fog."
"Since it is a drop of water, why doesn't it fall down?" Mai De'an was puzzled: "Didn't it mean that the water flows to a lower place?"
"I don't quite understand this." Khadgar had a headache. Although he was an archmage, his research on fog was not deep in the direction he was involved in. Mages were all pursuing power and lacked common sense.
"You only need to know that the fog is small water droplets. If you use ice magic appropriately, the fog can be easily dispersed. My suggestion is to summon the water element and order the water element to absorb the fog."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'm the best at summoning water elements."
Who is Med'an? He is the son of Medivh and is extremely accomplished in magic.
Early the next morning, several tauren pursuing glory became victims, and the orc warriors had another feast.
Med'an used the Water Element Domain in public, summoning thousands of water elements to wander around the island, absorbing the water vapor in the air. The thick fog gradually diluted, became thinner, and finally disappeared completely.
Only then did everyone realize that the island was actually not that big, and they could almost see it all from a high place.
Several sunken ships were quickly discovered on the northern shore of the island. If the treasure map was correct, Shadowmourne was inside one of the sunken ships.
But now there is a problem. The thousands of water elements summoned by Med'an are all out of control. (To be continued)