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Chapter seven hundred and ninety-four: Orc meat warehouse Dalaran

"A chance to challenge Alsace?"

The monster glanced at the corner of his mouth and revealed a sarcastic smile. He was such a smart person. He quickly conceived countless plans in his mind, but none of them were feasible. He did not believe that the fraudster was smarter than himself.

"Kil'jaeden the Deceiver, this must be your trick again. You want both me and the Scourge to suffer losses."

The monster commented rudely that it was all because the fraudster had a good reputation and was obviously not trusted.

In the Battle of Quicksand thousands of years ago, the monster rushed into the Ahn'Qiraj Empire alone and was able to retreat successfully because he had the weakness of the Qiraji in his memory. The Qiraji completed their evolution with the help of the ancient gods.

God knows everything.

But the monsters know very little about the Scourge legions that possess the power of death. The Scourge legions are endless. They are not only a hundred times larger than the Qiraji, but there are also strong ones among them. The monsters do not think they can win.

Kil'jaeden said seriously: "Illidan, you are very cautious, but I come here with sincerity, what's the harm in hearing my plan?"

Facing the strength of "Illidan", Kil'jaeden had to put down his attitude.

The monster looked around, seeing a group of trembling legion demons, and sneered:

"Very well, Deceiver, if I sense that you are deceiving me, not only this small camp, but all Legion bases in Azeroth, including the orcs, I will eradicate them one by one. You know I can do it.

of."

This "Illidan" is simply a madman, but by cooperating with a madman, perhaps we can control Azeroth. Kil'jaeden showed a confident smile:

"Of course, my plan is very simple. Now the large forces of the Scourge have gathered in Northrend, and they are under the Frozen Throne. The Frozen Throne is a dangerous mountain. In fact, it was originally a Titan creation. It has

It plays a vital role, so I will let Ner'zhul descend to the top of the throne."

The monster's expression changed slightly after hearing this, and something deep in his memory awakened. Yes, the Frozen Throne's peak as straight as a sword, towering into the clouds, was indeed created by Titan to stabilize the continental plate.

The land of Northrend is at the intersection of tectonic plates, with frequent volcanoes, earthquakes and tsunamis. A long time ago, the Titans sealed Yogg-Saron and dug a nail into a key place to secure the land of Northrend.

This nail was later covered with ice and snow. The local walrus people believed that it was a staircase leading to the sky, with a throne of gods built on it, so they named it the Frozen Throne.

Even after 10,000 years of earth-shattering and the continent falling apart, the Frozen Throne still functions.

"You mean, destroy the Frozen Throne?" the monster asked.

Kil'jaeden smiled slightly:

"The Legion has a treasure called the Eye of Sargeras. As long as enough magic is injected into it, it can destroy a mountain from a distance, even thousands of kilometers away. If the Frozen Throne collapses, the entire Northrend will be in turmoil. Al

Sars will lose control of the Scourge. If you take the opportunity to kill him, you will surely win Frostmourne."

The monster showed a thoughtful expression and felt that this plan was feasible, so he nodded.

Kil'jaeden continued: "In the world of Azeroth, Dalaran has the weakest space due to its frequent use of magic. It is also the intersection of the Azeroth Magic Network. The Magic Network of Azeroth, plus ours

The Legion's help will surely provide enough magic power for the Eye of Sargeras to destroy the Frozen Throne."

"Very good, Kil'jaeden, our deal has been reached." The monster thought for a moment and said, "I will become the leader of the Scourge, and you will get the power you want. Do you need to make a contract?"

Kil'jaeden shook his head: "The contract is meaningless. We must trust each other."

The monster smiled slightly. He actually understood what Kil'jaeden was thinking.

Once the Frozen Throne is destroyed, a series of chain reactions will occur. Not only the continent of Northrend, but also the Eastern Kingdom and Kalimdor will fall into turmoil, leading to a catastrophe that sweeps the world. The Legion can take advantage of the opportunity.

But in the eyes of monsters, mortals are like ants, and their death is nothing.

In this conspiracy, Kil'jaeden's only miscalculation was the strength of the monsters. Even if the monsters only obtained the incomplete Scourge Legion, he was confident of repelling the Legion's attack and becoming the master of Azeroth.

Shortly after the Battle of Mount Hyjal, Rhonin and the surviving senior personnel began planning to rebuild Dalaran.

Luoning knew something deeply. After all, Dalaran is a magical city with powerful magic. In troubled times, without the support of the strongest force in Azeroth, it is destined to be impossible to rebuild.

No ruler wants a city like Dalaran to exist and threaten their dominance.

In the Battle of Mount Hyjal, both the dragon clan and the night elves were severely weakened. The Kingdom of Stormwind still failed to recover from the massacre of the orcs. The Scourge is obviously the strongest force in Azeroth, but Ronin will not cooperate with the dead.

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Apart from the Scourge, only the orcs led by Thrall are the best choice. Although the Burning Legion has retreated, everyone knows that the orcs are the spokesperson of the Burning Legion in Azeroth.

The mages of Dalaran are afraid of the orcs from the bottom of their hearts.

Although the mages of Dalaran flaunt their power in front of humans and high elves, and feel that they are superior in strength and status, to the orcs, Dalaran is just a meat warehouse.

Dalaran was captured by the orcs several times. A group of archmages were unable to fight back against the orcs. The orcs came whenever they wanted, took whatever they wanted, and ate the mage they wanted.

Although the invasion of the Burning Legion made the hundreds of thousands of people protected by Dalaran become the hard meat of the orcs, only small people pay attention to hatred. Outstanding talents like Luo Ning, who are destined to become big shots, only value profit.

Ronin did not hesitate to attribute the destruction of Dalaran to the Scourge. Through Jaina's introduction, Ronin got an opportunity to enter Orgrimmar to meet the great savior Thrall.

During the Battle of Mount Hyjal, Thrall's reputation reached its peak. People said that without Thrall, the Burning Legion would surely destroy Azeroth. The prophecy about Thrall's savior was fulfilled in Mount Hyjal.

There are all kinds of bizarre legends about Sal among the people.

Legend has it that Thrall is 500 meters tall. He can eat a thousand tauren and two thousand centaurs in one meal. He beat Archimonde to pieces with just one punch. Then he blew a breath, and millions of Burning Legions were killed.

Turn into ashes and disappear into smoke.

In the chief hall of Orgrimmar, with Jaina leading the way, Ronin met Thrall. Thrall was eating, and the food was a pair of high elf sisters.

Thrall opened his mouth and bit into the flesh. Eitrigg beside him was responsible for cutting the meat and frying it in the hot meat.

The high elf sisters were still alive and howling pitifully, scaring Luo Ning so much that he almost fainted.

"The humble human mage Luo Ning!"

Sal wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, put down the bloody ribs in his hand, and asked slowly:

"Listen to Jaina, you want to rebuild Dalaran."

Luo Ning hurriedly showed his flattery and said humbly: "Dalaran will always be an ally of the orcs."

Sal rolled his eyes and said coldly:

"We orcs have the help of the Burning Legion and do not need the weak magic of Dalaran. Dalaran is so vulnerable in front of the invincible orc warriors. You are simply a shame to Azeroth."


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