In the quiet courtyard, Nomi sat on the stone pier, feeling the warm sea breeze, smelling the fresh smell of vegetables and fruits, drinking tea brewed by his beautiful wife, and began to talk about his experience.
"I am a technician of the Burning Legion, specializing in soul nutrition. Ten thousand years ago, I entered the world of Azeroth, trying to find a perfect ingredient. Unfortunately, everything in Azeroth
None of the races were suitable, and it wasn’t until the rise of the orcs that I saw hope.”
Nomi's wife listened quietly, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "It has been ten thousand years, and you still often burn the food."
"Hey, there are specialties in the profession. I am a soul nutritionist, and chef is just my side job." Nomi protested. His wife laughed so hard that the beautiful scenery in the garden was hard to compare with. Nomi protested.
Looking a little dazed.
Looking at the chirping sparrows on the wall, Nomi said calmly: "I have considered the strong tauren, pandaren, wild boars, Zandalari trolls, etc., but unfortunately these major races are all different."
Unable to absorb evil
Yes, night elves can use evil energy, but unfortunately they are too thin, which is a waste of food. Only orcs have thick enough meat and are perfect. What makes me even more satisfied is the cruelty in their bones, which can add courage to our soldiers."
Nomi's wife stared at her beautiful eyes and asked: "Why choose orcs? Have you ever considered that orcs eat meat, and meat-eating creatures provide meat, which is not cost-effective at all."
"No, no, what Legion soldiers care about most is the absorption of evil energy. As for food, you know that Legion has destroyed countless worlds and usually burned the corpses. This is simply a waste. Of course, in the future, Legion
It will change. We won’t kill innocent people indiscriminately like before. We can use evil energy to make meat, and research in this area has long been mature. If the blood of the abyss lords is dripped into the spring water, they can be fed for a long time."
"So you took advantage of Archimonde and Kil'jaeden." The wife asked curiously.
Nomi shrugged his shoulders and sighed:
"Archimonde and Kil'jaeden are already old and cannot keep up with the technological advancement of the Legion. Fortunately, they have some uses. Their cruelty makes the orcs very desirable. Those who oppose using orcs as food in the legion are those idiots.
Dogs, our cat tribe and the dog tribe are incompatible with each other. The orcs have eaten so many races and finally blocked the mouths of the stupid dogs."
The wife said seriously: "Nomi, you are a panda, not a cat?"
Nomi did not explain that her appearance was just skin. After all, it involved advanced demonic magic and it was difficult to explain clearly. She just lowered her head and drank tea.
The wife asked again: "When will cruel creatures like orcs become food for the legions?"
Nomi shook his head: "This group of orcs are just failures, substandard meat. They are only playing their final role now. They will be eliminated soon. What we need are the native orcs of Draenor, which involves time.
And the laws of space are very complicated. In short, someone will bring the native orcs of Draenor to the planet Argus in the near future."
The wife shook her head, not interested in this: "I'm going to prepare lunch, do you still want to go out?"
Nomi admired his wife's cooking skills very much and drooled: "Archimonde has encountered a problem. The rise of the Scourge has given him a huge headache. He has begged me many times. Seeing that he is still of some use, I can only
Help him, but there is still time for lunch."
Dalaran.
Within the hemispherical magic shield, Archimonde has been frowning for many days. Although the orcs are making good progress, the souls of 300,000 Darkspear Trolls, plus more than 100,000 Pandaren, allow the Legion's soul furnace to maintain for a period of time.
time.
But Lordaeron's Scourge has always been a worry. The Scourge's soldiers are constantly evolving, one model, two models, special models, God knows there is no end.
Archimonde has realized that time is on the side of the Scourge. The longer it is delayed, the stronger the Scourge will become. I am afraid that in a few years, the Burning Legion will no longer be a match for one on one.
But Archimonde clearly realized that before the problem was solved, he could not rush to launch an attack on the Scourge, otherwise he would still fail in the face of the Scourge's human wave tactics.
The arrival of soul master Nomi gave Archimonde hope.
Nomi, who had a round belly after eating, patted her belly with satisfaction. In front of the tall legionnaires, especially the huge Archimonde and the hill-like abyss lord Maronos, the Pandaren's figure was really thin.
.
But Nomi's attitude was very arrogant, and he didn't take them seriously at all. Instead, Archimonde carefully accompanied the smiling face, for fear of offending him. If Thrall saw this scene, he would definitely not dare to provoke the terrible
Nomi.
Nomi sat unceremoniously on the main seat, looked at the legion generals arrogantly, and asked: "Are you ready for everything I asked for? My time is very urgent, I have a lot to do, and I can't stay here for too long.
.”
Archimonde hurriedly said: "Everything is ready and waiting for you."
Nomi nodded and followed Archimonde to the Legion Laboratory.
The biggest problem Archimonde faces now is that although he has slaughtered countless natural disaster soldiers, the souls harvested are so few that it is difficult to maintain the operation of the furnace. He wants to know where the souls have gone.
In the laboratory, there are many natural disaster soldiers imprisoned, most of them are ghouls, gargoyles, and a few abominations, death knights, etc. Many of them have been dissected by the legion's technicians, but unfortunately they can't find the problem.
A technician introduced the situation here respectfully: "Dear Soul Master, we have captured many prisoners of the Scourge Legion, but unfortunately we cannot find souls in their bodies. I suspect that the Scourge Legion has a way to summon the souls of the captives back. This
This kind of technology is different from the devil's rebirth in the void, and there is no trace at all."
Nomi carefully observed a ghoul. The ghoul stared at Nomi blankly, with dull eyes, like a fool. Nomi could tell at a glance that this was a sign of missing soul.
"What's the fighting ability of the captives?" Nomi asked.
The technician replied: "This is the strangest thing. Although they have no souls in their bodies, they can still show offensive capabilities, just like on the battlefield."
Nomi put her hand on the ghoul's head, closed her eyes and felt it carefully. After a long time, she opened her eyes, with a look of surprise on her face, and smiled slightly:
"It's interesting. It's not that there is no soul in the body, but that the soul is too weak to be discovered. This is an extremely advanced technology. Of course, this cannot be hidden from me. In fact, the cute pet army has already mastered similar technology, but it has not been applied yet.
That’s all.”
Archimonde breathed a sigh of relief and asked hurriedly: "What kind of magic is this?"
"Soul splitting technology." Nomi explained:
"In the era of Queen Azshara, the upper elves conducted in-depth research on this. For example, the origin of this ghoul is that in a thousand years, it was a rabbit that was captured and eaten by a troll. After a thousand years of consumption, it became
The soul was broken and there was not much left, which was only equivalent to one percent of the original soul. The Scourge Legion divided it into a thousand parts and created a thousand ghouls. So in theory, the Scourge Legion could create Astronomy
Soldiers of Numbers.”
Archimonde's mind buzzed loudly, and all he could think of was "Queen Azshara".
Nomi continued: "As for the materials used to make ghouls, such as muscles and bones, they are all magical creations. The technical content is very average, and it is not a brilliant magic." (To be continued)