Novos is an idealistic and ambitious Drakkari troll who is willing to make efforts to save the people if he can.
Robbie presented a small bottle of green liquid, which was only enough for one person. Novos took the small bottle tremblingly and asked in a low voice:
"Is this a plague?"
"In a popular sense, this is a special medicine that can turn you into a lich. If you accidentally fail to absorb the power of Loa, just take it. In a sense, the lich is also a life, so you will have the ability
Prevent the orcs from invading Darklon Fortress." Robbie explained.
Novos held the vial containing the plague tightly and nodded solemnly.
After returning to Darklon Fortress, Novos calmed down and felt hesitant and hesitant.
After all, generations of people have served Prophet Salonya. From a very young age, his father instilled in him the need to be loyal to Loa and serve him wholeheartedly. If he said he had no emotions, it would definitely be a lie.
"Do you really want to absorb the power of Prophet Salonya? This is betrayal!"
Novos was struggling in his heart, remembering every detail of serving this Loa god, and fell into distress.
Three days passed quickly, and the day agreed with Wojin came.
The thunderous war drums sounded, and Wo'jin commanded the orc army, and with the cooperation of the Silver Northern Expedition, began the attack on Daklon Fortress.
Novos hid on a high platform aside to observe the battle. He saw Warlord Shimpo wearing tight armor and a terrifying skull mask helmet, leading a large group of elite soldiers to climb the city wall. He seemed to be looking forward to death.
mean.
"There is something wrong with Warlord Shimbo today!"
Novos shook his head and smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly. Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Warlord Shimbo acted very bravely, while he himself was plotting against Loa.
Vol'jin supervised the battle on the front line, fighting in the same way as Garrosh. With the help of a few carts, a large group of orcs climbed onto the city wall effortlessly.
Because they were worried about the loss of dragon-blooded orcs, the first ones sent were ordinary orcs, all wearing thick armor and holding sharp battle axes. Their equipment was far ahead of the defenders.
This time, the Drakkari trolls did not hide their strength. As soon as the battle began, the two sides fell into a fierce battle. Orc soldiers continued to sacrifice their lives. Of course, the greater losses were caused by the extremely poorly equipped Drakkari trolls. However, they fought bravely and fought in Vietnam.
The more courage he gets, the more pain and sacrifice he seems to have forgotten.
The more Wo'jin looked at it, the more something was wrong. There were constant shouts of killing on the city wall, orcs kept going into a state of rage, and the Drakkari trolls seemed to be bloodthirsty and not afraid of death at all.
"We trolls possess all kinds of voodoo secrets." Wojin had the answer in his mind.
Seeing that soldiers from both sides continued to fall, the blood gradually dyed the city wall red, and the broken limbs and broken arms were piled on top of the city. The orc soldiers who were the first to attack the city wall were actually annihilated.
"Although it is due to taking the secret medicine, the bravery of the Drakkari troll is very admirable."
The failure to induce the blood siphon of Prophet Salonya proved that the pressure on the defenders was not enough, and more soldiers had to be sent. Vol'jin frowned and hesitated for a moment, feeling sorry for the loss of the orcs. This time he sent
Silver Crusade.
When the silver Northern Expeditionary Army flag appeared, Novos immediately showed a horrified look, and the defenders on the city began to tremble and their morale was low.
They have not forgotten the miracle of Tirion Fordring slaying the frost troll with one sword, and they have not forgotten the legend of Tirion Fordring's victory over the Lich King Arthas at the Light's Hope Chapel.
Only the warlord Shimbo, who was wearing a skull mask, still didn't care. He loudly ordered the soldiers to prepare for battle. The exhausted defenders took the secret medicine for the second round.
The Silver Northern Expeditionary Army finally climbed onto the city wall. However, as soon as the battle began, a large number of Northern Expeditionary Army soldiers fell. The legendary brave and invincible army, the nemesis of the Scourge Legion, was actually so vulnerable.
After achieving the unexpected victory, the morale of the defenders of Daklon Fortress was greatly boosted, and bursts of cheers erupted.
Wojin was so angry that his nose twisted. He knew that the Silver Northern Expeditionary Army was useless, but he didn't expect it to be defeated so quickly. It seemed that it had no other use than serving as military rations.
Helpless, Vol'jin could only send out orc soldiers again.
The orc soldiers roared and climbed onto the city wall, and the two sides started fighting on the city wall again. This time, the exhausted defenders finally found it difficult to maintain the battle line, and the formation gradually collapsed. Many city walls were occupied by the orcs. Novos knew that it was time to take action, and secretly asked
Prophet Salonya delivers the message.
At the top of Daklon Fortress, endless clouds and mist rolled. Prophet Salonya with bright scales flapped his wings, and green poisonous clouds enveloped the city wall. Under the gaze of the commanders of both sides, Prophet Salonya launched a blood siphon,
Harvesting the lives of the orcs on the city.
Novos entered Salonya's lair in the fortress to make preparations. Prophet Salonya did need some time to digest, but the digestion time was very short, less than a quarter of an hour, leaving not much time for Novos.
Just as he finished his preparations, he saw the huge Saronya back. This terrifying wind snake god had doubled in size, with countless red lines flowing under its skin, which were the freshly absorbed blood.
Saronya lay in her lair, glanced at Novos, and fell into a brief deep sleep.
The red mist filled the entire lair. Salonya was digesting the blood absorbed. Novos held a rune in his hand. As long as he crushed the rune, he could open the magic circle hidden in the lair and activate the blood giant.
The power of magic essence.
But Novos hesitated. The days spent with Prophet Salonya appeared in his mind, and the sweet memories were so touching that he couldn't start.
Time passed quickly, and Prophet Salonya opened his eyes, which meant that it had completed digestion. Looking at Novos struggling, Prophet Salonya asked sharply:
"You're wondering, right?"
Novos was taken aback and secretly regretted that hesitation caused him to lose an opportunity, but he was more worried that the prophet Salonya would see through the truth.
Fortunately, Salonya did not guess what Novos was thinking, and then asked:
"Are you worried that the Darkron Fortress can't be defended? Haha, don't worry, I am the greatest Loa god in the Zul'Drak Empire. Damn it, they have Tirion Fordring, even Arthas is no match for him.
"
After a moment of silence, Salonya, who became unconfident, spread his wings, and a harsh voice echoed in Novos's ears: "Go, summon all the priests, and after I use the blood siphon again and get enough power, I
To cast Dark Praise."
Novos was startled, and at the same time a surge of anger surged into his heart.
Dark Praise, praising the power of darkness, is a way to escape. It seems that Prophet Salonya also feels that the Daklon Fortress cannot be defended.
However, casting Dark Praise requires sacrificing the lives of all priests.
Novos knelt on the ground and asked deliberately and piously: "Great God, do I have the opportunity to become your loyal servant and serve you forever?"
Salonya was slightly unhappy and said harshly:
"Novos, you must remember not to doubt your God. If you die for God, you will just lose your useless skin. Your soul will receive eternal glory in the kingdom of my God."
Novos's heart sank, and his last illusion about the prophet Salonya was shattered.