The light flashed, and Windsor hurriedly opened his eyes. He saw three naked orcs holding butcher machetes, looking at him with unkind expressions!
"What is this place?" Windsor asked. After seeing the orcs, he thought he was safe. Of course, he had not forgotten his experience in Redridge Mountain and was still on guard.
"This is the dark alley area of Orgrimmar, the Delicious Time Hotel." An orc looked at Windsor with a critical eye: "Why would Jaina send a man? Not just the most beautiful girl with the best skin.
, you are qualified to teleport here."
Windsor was frightened, and he rang the forest troll's workshop in Cutthroat Alley, which supplied sauces to a hotel in Orgrimmar.
"If I don't take action, I will die here and become food for the orcs."
Windsor hurriedly introduced himself: "I am Windsor, the city defense marshal of Stormwind City. I want to meet Thrall, the great savior."
"A marshal?" An orc glanced at him, raised the corner of his mouth, and calmly went out to report to Thrall.
Windsor waited for a long time, until his stomach growled, and then he saw a group of orc guards appear outside the door, and a strong old orc walked in.
"I am Thrall's life advisor, the pure and noble Eitrigg, Marshal Windsor. Welcome to Orgrimmar. You are welcome. Just treat this place as your home. The great savior Thrall has been waiting for you for a long time.
Already."
In the chief's restaurant, Windsor met Thrall, the savior. There was a complete tauren lying on the dining table, and Thrall was eating the beef leisurely.
"He is indeed the great savior Thrall." Windsor secretly sighed: "The way he cuts beef is so skillful, and his expression when eating beef is so elegant."
There were many guards and chefs in the restaurant. They didn't dare to breathe. There was only the sound of Sal's knife and fork touching the plate. Windsor waited for more than half a day and was about to faint from hunger. Sal
The main meal just ended.
After the meal came the dessert. A blood elf woman who had been cut into pieces was brought up. Thrall just took a few bites and then put down his knife and fork and said:
"Wendsor, you know, in order to save Azeroth, the tribe paid a heavy price. Look at this tauren and this blood elf. They all voluntarily were eaten by me. They fought for Azeroth."
Peace and justice in Rath came at a sacrifice.”
Sal raised his head and stared at Windsor with a ferocious face: "What are you willing to pay?"
Windsor was so frightened that he was worried that he would be eaten, so he hurriedly showed a flattering expression: "I am willing to give everything."
"Very good, I really appreciate the spirit of dedication." Sal nodded with satisfaction.
Eitrigg clapped his hands, and several guards brought in a girl. Windsor was stunned when he saw it. It was his daughter, who had just celebrated her eighteenth birthday.
A guard carried the copper basin. Thrall washed his hands and said naturally: "Marshal Windsor, I believe in your dedication. After King Varian returns, the first thing he does is to kill the Black Dragon Princess.
Earn glory and dignity for yourself."
Windsor looked at Thrall imploringly, but Thrall seemed not to notice, and said calmly: "If an adult black dragon insists on escaping, it will be very difficult to kill her. Varian is a stupid coward, give him a hundred
Even if ten thousand soldiers can't even think of killing the Black Dragon Princess, of course, there will be people who can help him accomplish this feat, such as making a fake black dragon head."
Speaking of this, Sal suddenly raised his voice:
"I am the great savior. I am the most powerful hero in Azeroth. How can I perform worse than the humble Varian? I need the head of the Black Dragon Princess."
Eitrigg came to Windsor: "Marshal Windsor, there is already a black dragon's head in Stormwind City. I heard that it is your wife, so we invited your daughter. Please hurry up and get the head of a black dragon."
She turns into a black dragon and we will chop off her head."
"No! No, great savior, please!"
Windsor cried bitterly and begged. In Stormwind City, the reason why he had the courage to kill his wife was because he believed that he could find a better one.
But facing the flesh and blood of his closest relatives, it was difficult for him to take action. Windsor argued feebly: "The time that my dark illusion magic can be maintained is very limited."
Eitrigg was not surprised and said loudly:
"We know it, but it's enough to imitate a fake black dragon head. Marshal Windsor, what are you waiting for? For the sake of Azeroth, aren't you willing to sacrifice your humble daughter? Don't you know? Humanity
You will eventually become food for the orcs."
Windsor's hands were trembling, knowing that this was the only chance to survive, and whispered: "Daughter, all this is to save Azeroth, I will be proud of you."
The dark illusion magic fell, and Marshal Windsor's daughter turned into a huge black dragon. Eitrigg pulled out a huge ax, jumped up high, and chopped off the huge dragon head easily.
"The noble Eitrigg is worthy of being my warrior." Thrall sneered, and then faced Windsor: "Marshal, you are a noble human being. I will grant you the highest honor of the orcs, and you will
The proud one was torn into pieces and eaten by the orcs."
"No! No!" Windsor shouted desperately, and saw a large group of orcs rushing in, opening their bloody mouths, tearing Windsor's flesh and blood, and quickly eating him clean.
Meili Dongfeng lives in seclusion in a col in the mountains of the Twilight Forest. This is a mysterious place that is not marked on the map. Powerful magic has obscured this area.
If someone accidentally enters it, they will be surprised.
The architectural style here is exactly the same as that of the Burning Legion, with green evil energy flowing freely, tall legion buildings lined up in rows, and a legion portal in the center of the camp.
Winterwind Academy is the most mysterious academy in Azeroth. Not a single creature from Azeroth comes and goes. The most common ones are Dreadlords, and there are also beautiful succubi walking around.
A long time ago, Meridongfeng maintained a tacit understanding with the Burning Legion. Legion demons who enter the world of Azeroth, especially those who work as spies such as Dreadlords and Succubi, must first enter Meridongfeng's study. The content of the study
Including Azeroth's language, writing, customs, food culture, etc.
In Meridongfeng's view, this is not a betrayal of Azeroth. The purpose of this academy is cultural exchange, allowing the Burning Legion to understand the culture of Azeroth and promote mutual understanding.
Jaina entered Dongfeng Academy, greeted the students in a friendly manner, and successfully met Meri Dongfeng.
Meili Dongfeng is wearing a black robe. Although he is an undead, he pays great attention to his appearance. His long black hair is not messy and he has exquisite eyes.
Jaina greeted politely: "Master Merry, my mentor Aegwynn told me that you are the most powerful necromancer in Azeroth. Compared with you, the Lich King Arthas is just an inconspicuous person.
Descendants."
Although he has lived for more than three thousand years, flattery is still very useful. Meili Dongfeng said confidently:
"Arthas is just a fool. Compared to his understanding of undead magic, he is just an apprentice who has just started."