Facing the bloody minotaur meat on the plate, the meat of his former relatives and friends, Experimental Subject No. 5 did not cut it after all. Fortunately, his heart gradually calmed down.
He raised his head and looked directly into Thrall's ferocious face: "Dear Chief, why do you think I will agree to your unreasonable request?"
Everyone knows that Guardian Medivh's prophecy is to exterminate the people of Lordaeron.
When Medivh left a prophecy in Lordaeron and asked the people of Lordaeron to move to Kalimdor en masse, his purpose was very obvious, leaving the fertile land of Lordaeron for the orcs to live in.
The people of Lordaeron need to live a miserable life on the barren land, on the rocks and sand that lack water sources and are exposed to the scorching sun all year round. How can humans survive on the land that cannot be cultivated or grazed.
It can be expected that the people of Lordaeron will be completely extinct under the attack of trolls, tauren, centaurs, and quilboars. No one will be left, or they will become rare species or even pets in Azeroth.
King Terenas made many unforgivable mistakes in his life, but he still possessed basic political wisdom and would never accept Medivh's unreasonable demands.
Although Varian is indeed young, he is not a fool. How could he agree to such an exchange?
"Because you and I are the same kind!" Thrall narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully: "Do you still remember those days in Karazhan? You have so many brothers and sisters, why are you the only one who can return to Stormwind?
Cheng succeeded to the throne, but you are not the best one, is it all because you are enlightened?"
"Enlightenment?"
Experimental Subject No. 5 was a little confused. What did this mean? He secretly looked at Robbie aside. Robbie shrugged and said he couldn't help. Who knows how Varian became enlightened in Karazhan at such a young age.
Thrall looked at "Varian's" confused expression and shook his head in disappointment: "It seems that the lavish life in Stormwind City has covered your transparent mind with dust, and you have forgotten your innocent heart!"
Robbie suddenly had an extremely absurd feeling. Could it be that Varian once attained enlightenment and became an immortal in Karazhan?
Experimental Subject No. 5 frowned and asked angrily:
"Lord Chief, I have no intention of offending you. I came with peaceful purposes, but if you make similar unreasonable demands again, I will have to terminate the negotiation, and you will be responsible for all the consequences, Sal."
There was some confusion in Thrall's eyes. He looked at Jaina who was enjoying her meal beside him. He was already doubting the true identity of "King Varian". After hesitating for a while, Thrall, who was unwilling to give up the opportunity, had to say sincerely:
"Varian, have you forgotten our childhood agreement? Think about those proud night elves, who are just like monkeys, hiding in the forest, and their works are pious. How can they live forever? Think about it,
Ten thousand years from now, Orgrimmar will probably be gone, and your Kingdom of Stormwind won’t even have ruins left.
Damn the night elves, they can still live. We are just a small wave in their memory. This is such a sad thing. All lives are equal, why, why Malfurion, Tyrande
A couple can show off their love for ten thousand years, but what is even more intolerable is that they have to show it off to our children and grandchildren."
Thrall was furious when he mentioned this couple. He needed to vent his anger and kicked Kane Bloodhoof hard in the face. The tauren chief still smiled innocently. Thrall sneered:
"Do you think Cairn Bloodhoof is stupid? He is smarter than all the tauren. In ten thousand years, how many tauren chiefs have run and fought in the wilderness, leaving a lifetime of fame and fame, and finally turned into a handful of dust, so
What is the meaning of living? I gave him the hope of eternal life. As long as he performs meritorious deeds, he can receive gifts from the legion. If there is a chance for you to live forever like a night elf, what price are you willing to pay? Vali
install."
Experimental Subject No. 5 was shocked after hearing this. Sal mentioned the temptation of immortality. Although he had heard it many times, it was still shocking enough.
The reason why Thrall is so arrogant, domineering, and arrogant is that he is already the only agent of the Burning Legion in Azeroth. Anyone who surrenders to him may gain the immortality and power of the Legion.
Thrall ruthlessly ravaged the tauren chief's face, and Thrall continued to speak shamelessly:
"Ten thousand years ago, the Burning Legion came. Ten thousand years later, if Azeroth had not been destroyed, they would probably come again. Where would you and I be at that time? Your Kingdom of Stormwind, my Orgrimmar.
, I'm afraid it's just a very small chapter in the history books. Are you willing to do this? Sacrifice a Stormwind Kingdom in exchange for your immortality.
Last forever, after ten thousand years, you will find that this deal is a very good deal. Yes, I, Thrall, am using the orcs in exchange for my personal strength and immortality. What does it have to do with me if the orcs are completely destroyed? Kane. Blood
Hoof, Vol'jin, they are all enlightened before they are willing to become my slaves. You should cherish this opportunity, Varian."
Robbie felt that Sal could not continue talking. What was more important, the family, the country, the world, personal ambition and the continuation of the race, was a topic that would never be solved.
Tens of thousands of years later, time will erase everything. No matter how great or glorious a race is, it may perish, disappear into smoke, and turn into the dust of history. If an individual really seizes the opportunity to survive forever, it may not be an optimal choice.
The throne is originally a reward for the most ambitious man in the world, but what kind of king has no selfish motives?
Negotiations must end and something should be done.
When many forces face the same goal, it is easy for them to fall into a delicate balance due to mutual concerns, causing no one to dare to take action. After all, everyone knows the reason why the mantis beats the cicada and the oriole follows.
At this time, as long as a certain force cannot resist the impulse and takes action first, it will quickly trigger a chain reaction, and it will easily throw everyone into chaos. This is because of the herd mentality at work.
During this period of time, Vanessa cannot call upon the power of the Defias Brotherhood, but it is still easy to just pretend to be the Brotherhood and assume the responsibility for this fuse.
In an instant, Sal had eaten three plates of barbecue. When the fourth plate of barbecue was brought out, Sal found an extra letter on the plate. Sal opened it with a suspicious look on his face, and saw that it read:
"Hey! Sal, do you like explosions? Boom!
Kilnig, the smartest goblin technician in Azeroth, on behalf of the Defias Brotherhood."
Thrall was wondering when suddenly an orc soldier ran over and called out: "Sir Savior, it's not good, we found a bomb, a big bomb, on the front legs of Mushan Beast."
After hearing this, Thrall stood up suddenly. He cherished his mount so much that he ignored the negotiation with "King Varian" and hurried over to check it out.
A large bomb half as tall as a man was tied to the Mushan beast's thick front legs, flashing a dangerous red light.
After seeing this, Thrall had a cautious look on his face, and quickly stepped back a few hundred steps. He was probably relieved when he reached a safe area, and kicked the butler Gallywix in the butt. The little goblin screamed "Ouch" and rolled continuously on the ground.
:
"Gallywix, don't you always brag to me about blowing up a loan shark when you were ten years old? Here's your chance to show off, go and defuse that little bomb."
Gallywix rubbed his buttocks, the fat on his fat face twitched violently, and begged: "Dear Savior, I have been obsessed with making money these years, and my skills have long been rusty."
"Hey! Gallywix, do you dare to disobey my order? Have you forgotten the bomb behind your head?" Thrall threatened ferociously, taking out a remote control from his trouser pocket.
It turned out that Gallywix had done all kinds of evil things since he was a child, and was notorious among the goblins. He also had the misfortune to offend the trade king Maldi, and his life was in danger at any time. In desperation, he turned to Thrall and sought help.
shelter.
Thrall was in need of a steward to handle the accounts, but he refused to trust a cunning goblin.
Gallywix then took the initiative to install a non-detachable bomb on the back of his head, and the control switch was in Thrall's hand. As long as he stayed away from Thrall within a certain range, or Thrall pressed the switch, the bomb would explode.
Because of this, Sal was willing to hand over the accounts to Gallywix and became Sal's confidant.
Gallywix had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk cautiously towards the bomb. He took out the tools he carried with him and prayed secretly in his heart, hoping that his skills were not unfamiliar.
After prying open the shell of the bomb, Gallywix noticed that the wiring inside the bomb was extremely confusing and many parts were very unreasonable. It was obviously the work of a novice and definitely not the work of the goblin technician Kilnig.
Kilnig is a highly skilled technician, otherwise he would not be hired by the Brotherhood with a high salary.
Noticing the countdown to the bomb, there was plenty of time. Gallywix secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With his skills, it was easy to defuse a bomb made by a novice.
It's a pity that he ignored one thing. The countdown of bombs made by novices is also inaccurate.
boom!
There was a loud noise and the bomb exploded. (To be continued)