"Sylvanas is an undead." Gul'dan grinned and said with a ferocious smile, "She eats meat."
"Eating human flesh?" Robbie asked.
"The Queen of Darkness eats all kinds of meat and has no taboos." Gul'dan made a gesture: "I heard that she can eat half a tauren in one meal. Her appetite is bigger than that of ordinary orcs."
Meat-eating Sylvanas is a carnivore who advocates proactive attack.
Robbie understood what Gul'dan meant.
As long as Sylvanas launches an attack from behind and sends troops to attack the nearest Kingdom of Gilneas, then King Genn Greymane will have a reason to withdraw his troops, and he must return to defend his country.
After all, the disputes and conflicts within the alliance are not as powerful as the invasion of the tribe.
With Sylvanas as a major threat, it is no longer important for King Varian to be sidelined. The Alliance needs to unite and fight against the outside world together. Tyrande must withdraw its troops and assist Gilneas in resisting the Forsaken.
As long as we get through the current difficulties and turn this page, we can use the puppet regent Prince Anduin to reach a peace agreement with other races in the alliance and legitimize Anduin's rule.
From now on, no one would care about King Varian's life or death, and the night elves would no longer have any reason to send troops.
A good plot to divert conflicts.
But the problem is that Sylvanas is not stupid. She will definitely be happy to watch the civil strife in the alliance from afar, or take the opportunity to sow discord. With the political wisdom of the Dark Queen, she will never do such a stupid thing.
Do we need to send someone to the Undercity to lobby?
Robbie didn't think anyone would succeed, and it was almost impossible to convince Sylvanas to send troops.
Robbie stared at Gul'dan. If only to this extent, Gul'dan could not be called cunning.
Gul'dan's eyes were shining, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with an evil expression that made people hate him and wanted to beat him up:
"Tyrande and Sylvanas, don't think they are very smart. In my opinion, they are just women after all. Women are emotional creatures and lack rational logical judgment and thinking. It is easy to deceive them."
Seeing that Robbie was still expressionless, Gul'dan had no choice but to continue:
"Well, not only women are like this, but men are just as stupid when they are stubborn. You should know how the Burning Legion deceived my poor mentor Ner'zhul. Kil'jaeden the Deceiver actually disguised himself as the soul of Ner'zhul's wife. I have long ago
I saw that this was a conspiracy. How could a humble ghost be more wise and far-sighted than us living people, but I wisely chose to shut up. Draenor, like Azeroth, has too many idiots, you
If you don't deceive them and harm their interests, you will appear incompetent."
"Hey hey hey!"
Gul'dan opened his mouth and let out a proud and sinister laugh:
"Conspiracy, tricks, a group of idiots, I like to fool them, deceive them, and let them destroy themselves because of their stupidity and destruction. Now, human beings, you understand my plan, just pretend to be the dark side of the moon to convey
Oracle, this idiot Sylvanas will definitely believe it, she will not have the slightest doubt, she is as stupid as my mentor Ner'zhul, she is a fool."
Immediately, Gul'dan seemed to recall something, with a sad face and a self-deprecating smile:
"Actually, I am not a fool. Back then, I and Orgrimmar's coalition attacked Lordaeron. Seeing victory in sight, I suddenly received an order from Kil'jaeden, ordering me to enter the Tomb of Sargeras and gain powerful
The power was said to be a reward to me. I was dominated by my own greed and believed it without a doubt. Only after I entered the Tomb of Sargeras did I realize that I had been deceived. This was a false oracle and was ridiculed by the Burning Legion.
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No wonder Gul'dan could come up with such a plan. It turns out that he was also a victim.
The strategy is very clever and not difficult to think of, but how to execute it is the difficult problem.
"Gul'dan, do you have a way to disguise yourself as the Oracle of the Dark Side of the Moon?" Robbie asked.
The insidious orc shook his head and said sharply: "I can't help it, but you have a Naaru, that hateful Naaru who feels good about herself and can drive people crazy with her singing. Believe me, she must have a way."
Yes, Narulala, why did you forget her?
Although the Naaru themselves may not be very strong, judging from their rank, they are considered to be at the level of gods.
For example, answering the prayers of the Paladins is the same as conveying the oracle.
"I refuse."
Narulala, floating in the underground cave, rejected Robbie's request without hesitation.
Robbie secretly thought to himself that asking a Naaru to help would probably cost some money, so he said proudly:
"If you have any requests, just ask us, as long as we can do it, how many gold coins do you need!"
"Hey, are there any gold coins to earn?" Narulala's focus was not on this at all. She hesitated for a moment and said firmly:
"This is not a matter of gold coins. There is a saying among you humans that cutting off someone's wealth is as abominable as killing his parents. Beings of our level pretend to be other gods to convey to his loved ones.
oracle, peace and separation
People and money are equally unforgivable. Only a shameless organization like the Burning Legion would do such dirty things. I guess the Dark Side of the Moon can't break through Azeroth's defenses, but I don't want to be killed by an unknown person.
A powerful presence is thinking of you."
As a Naaru, Lala's life is still long, and she is destined to return to the void in the future. You must know that existences of the divine level have very good memories, and they may not forget their hatred for millions of years.
What should we do? Robbie can understand Narulala's concerns. She has to think about herself.
Robbie decided to think of other ways, and Lara suddenly said:
"For the sake of gold coins, I can teach you a trick."
"What method?" Seeing Lala glowing like a gold coin, Robbie quickly quoted a price: "How about half a million gold coins?"
Narulala was surprised for a moment, and then whispered for a long time: "Actually, my psychological price is five thousand gold coins."
Robbie really wanted to slap himself in the mouth. Apparently Narulala hadn't realized her own value yet.
However, a highly intelligent creature like Naaru has a long life and will understand the truth sooner or later. It is not cost-effective to trick her for a moment, but to make her hold a grudge for a lifetime and lose her credibility.
A major national issue can be solved with a mere five hundred thousand gold coins, which is already quite cost-effective. This is the so-called blessing at a loss.
Probably for fear that Robbie would regret it, Narulala said quickly:
"It can be seen that you possess the powerful power of holy light. I can teach you how to convey the oracle to mortals. This is actually not difficult. You can easily master it with your strength."
After hearing this, Robbie felt moved, but he also had to think about himself.
"Won't the Dark Side of the Moon cause trouble for me?"
"It doesn't matter." Narulala said firmly:
"You humans are probably the most ungodly race in the universe. Blasphemy is commonplace. The Dark Side of the Moon is not in the mood to pay attention to the actions of a mortal, otherwise it will definitely be busy to death."
Mortals do not have the talent of Naaru. If they want to pretend to be gods and convey oracles, they need a magic circle to support them, just like using a signal transmitter.
Moreover, the distance that the oracle can be conveyed is very limited. Fortunately, Dean Latin of the Scholomance Academy has a good relationship with the Brotherhood, and the distance to the Undercity is within the scope of the magic circle. This magic circle was built by the Scholomance Academy.
Robbie mastered the method of conveying the oracle's message, and learned the voice and intonation of the Dark Side of the Moon from Gul'dan.
Tyrande's fleet is still on the sea, and Robbie is ready to enter Scholomance Academy through the portal. (To be continued)