I don't know whether it was due to preparation or a coincidence, but Sal really found a huge clay pot.
Nomi directed the orcs to burn a large pile of firewood, and regardless of Chen Stormstout's pleas, he put his wife and three children into it and sealed the mouth tightly.
The cupping jar was hung above the blazing flames. Nomi, Thrall, and Vol'jin were waiting aside to drink and chat. Chen Stormstout cried until his throat became hoarse. At first, there were bursts of dull cries in the jar, but
It soon fell into silence, as quiet as a terrifying hell.
Chen Stormstout's heart sank with it. He looked at the sky in a daze, deeply feeling the pain of losing his loved ones, and began to understand his crime and stupidity.
But he refused to give in. He didn't understand why fate treated him like this.
Nomi took a swig of wine and said to Sal: "When the ingredients are cooked in a while, I will prepare a good sauce, which is a pot of perfect meat. It is unparalleled in the world and delicious, so that our distinguished guests can also try it."
Thrall turned to look at Chen Stormstout, picked up a piece of tauren meat and threw it over. Chen Stormstout pounced on it, biting it like a dog wagging its tail begging for mercy.
Vol'jin nodded with satisfaction. He walked to Stormstout, looked at the gobbling pandaren, and patted his head: "What do you see now?"
"There is only darkness before my eyes." Chen Stormstout said stupidly.
"That's right, this world is inherently dark." Wojin held the wine glass and said to Thrall: "Congratulations to the great savior, this Pandaren can be used by us and will provide us with a steady stream of food. Pandali
Countless pandaren will be our orcs’ army from now on.”
"Is this enough?"
Thrall looked at Chen Stormstout with dull eyes, still a little worried.
"It's still a little bit hot, and then I eat his wife and children in front of him, and he will completely fall into darkness." Wojin said with great confidence: "My plan will never go wrong."
The panda man Nomi didn't take it seriously after hearing this. He seemed to be very concerned about the fresh ingredients in the jar. After he was full of wine and food, Nomi had someone put the clay pot down, opened the lid and looked inside.
"Oops, it burned into a ball of coke, hahaha! It's quite interesting, it's okay, I'll invite you next time."
Wo'jin's expression darkened after hearing this, and he complained: "Oops, without this can of delicious food, our control over Chen Stormstout is still not perfect, and mistakes will appear at any time."
"What, you stupid Pandaren." Hearing that Nomi had ruined something big, Thrall was furious and cursed: "Damn Pandaren, pay for your poor cooking skills, catch him and skin him.
Eat meat.”
"Sal, it's just a pot of stew, why do you care so much." Nomi was not afraid at all. Several guards came over, and he knocked them to the ground easily. Nomi poured out a ball of coke from the pot and threw it into the pot.
Put the defeated guard in:
"In the eyes of a good chef, perfect ingredients are everywhere. Believe me, I will make a delicious can of meat again."
Thrall sneered and said: "Interesting, I haven't seen a pandaren who dares to resist for a long time. You dare to use our orcs as food. If you take him, I will make him suffer endless pain and die."
A large group of orcs surrounded the golden tent. Nomi was still smiling and chanting: "Excellent cooking skills require many attempts. I will make a jar soon, ah!"
A sharp light flashed, Nomi screamed, and King Saurfang appeared behind him.
"I'm sorry for the dishonorable blow." Saurfang smiled triumphantly and ferociously.
"I should be the one saying sorry." I saw Nomi being split in half, turning into two identical Nomi. They bent down and grabbed one of Saurfang's legs, and pulled hard on both sides.
Rufal hurriedly begged: "I was wrong, please let me go."
However, it was too late. The two Nomi easily tore Saurfang in half, and his entrails flowed all over the floor. Then Nomi threw the two halves of the body into the jar: "Saur, the clay pot stew has become more advanced again."
With the ingredients, believe me, you will be able to cook perfect food.”
Thrall was dumbfounded. He was not worried about Saurfang's death. The Legion would be restored. There were just two identical Nomi. This kind of power was beyond his understanding.
"No one dares to offend our great orcs, catch this monster."
Thrall was worried about the danger and quietly retreated. The large group of orcs bravely fought past.
"A little orc, just a rough ingredient, dares to challenge me."
Nomi's body was wrapped in blazing flames, and all the orcs that rushed over were ignited, making miserable screams.
Although the orcs were brave enough, they attacked Nomi with his whole body covered in fire. However, Nomi showed an incomprehensible ability. Every time he received a fatal attack, he would split into two. Not long after, the golden tent
There are already dozens of nomies.
Every Nomi is highly skilled in martial arts and can defeat the orcs without the ability to fight back.
"This Pandaren is too strong." Thrall was trembling with fear and was about to run away when a Nomi rushed out from nowhere and grabbed Thrall.
"High-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods." Nomi smiled faintly, removed the poles supporting the tent, strung them through Sal's lower part, and put them on the fire to bake.
More than a dozen Nomi followed suit and put the orcs dressed in skewers on the fire to bake. It didn't take long for the tempting aroma to come out. As expected, Nomi quickly made a delicious sauce as promised and began to feast on it.
.
Such a brave Nomi and his various strange abilities stunned Chen Stormstout. He was simply the most terrifying demon. Chen Stormstout saw a glimmer of hope in despair.
Including Thrall and Saurfang, hundreds of orcs in the Golden Tent were quickly eaten by Nomi.
Nomi was satisfied, and dozens of Nomi merged into one, opened a portal and left.
Chen Stormstout had a dull look on his face. He saw the green portal of the Burning Legion opening. Legion technicians walked out of the portal, collected the corpses of Thrall and King Saurfang, and transported them back to the Legion's furnace for repair.
"Perhaps, there is still hope for the pandaren." Chen Stormstout came up with this idea.
Spring is warm and flowers are blooming. Facing the sea, this is a beautiful villa with many vegetables and fruits planted in the small courtyard.
Nomi appeared in the villa, looking at his wife and children who greeted him, showing a satisfied smile.
"Have arrangements been made for Chen Stormstout's wife and children?" Nomi asked.
Nomi's beautiful wife nodded, a dazzling female panda, and asked gently: "Chen Stormstout betrayed countless pandas and refused to repent even if he was wrong, so why should we help him?"
Nomi shrugged his shoulders: "After all, his wife and children are innocent. Please help if you can."
Nomi's wife looked puzzled and asked: "The orcs are so cruel, why are they allowed to do evil?"
"Those who kill will always be killed, and those who eat people will always be eaten. This is the law of nature."
Nomi tilted her head and said: "A long time ago, someone within the legion proposed to raise orcs to provide meat for the legion's soldiers, but many legion members opposed it. We allowed the orcs to eat so many races, and gradually suppressed the opposition.