Chapter 969: Ten Thousand Souls Resurrection Technique III
The divine envoy stood in the corner at the top of the altar, smiling at the silver Northern Expeditionary Army below.
Seeing them shouting Kane Bloodhoof's name, from sparsely to everyone shouting it together, most people did not follow from their own hearts, but followed blindly, and they couldn't help but smile knowingly:
"A bunch of poor people don't even know they are going to die. This is just the last carnival."
Remulos looked at the crowd below and smiled to himself: "What you see is just the stupidity of the mortals below. In the eyes of the Moon God Elune, we are probably as ridiculous as them."
The messenger was shocked when he heard the words, remained silent, and looked gloomy.
With the help of magic, Kane Bloodhoof's angry voice echoed inside the shield:
"Warriors of Azeroth, whenever we face a life-or-death decision, I will think of what the great savior Thrall said: We orcs have dedicated everything to Azeroth, what have you done?"
When the savior Thrall was mentioned, most of the adventurers of the Silver Crusade showed disgust. Times have changed, and Thrall's actions have long been known to the adventurers.
However, no one dares to say anything bad about Sal. After all, this is related to his wealth and life.
"Thall, the great savior Thrall."
The officers who had been bribed by Kane cheered again knowingly.
Just like before, the cheers were getting louder and louder. Those who didn't want to make a sound saw that everyone was like this, so they could only chant Sal's name.
Seeing that the atmosphere was almost over, Kane continued to speak:
"In order to save the world of Azeroth, countless orcs have sacrificed their lives. Now that the Scourge is raging and plotting to destroy the world of Azeroth, brave orcs have taken the initiative to stand up. Many orc legions have entered Northrend.
, launched an arduous struggle against the Scourge Legion.
"The warriors of the Silver Crusade, as members of Azeroth, witnessed the orcs fighting to save Azeroth. Tirion Fordring actively cooperated and defeated the evil wizard at the Light's Hope Chapel.
Demon King Arthas has become the new savior of Azeroth."
When the bribed officers saw this, they took the initiative to shout the name of "Tirion Fordring".
This time, more people responded, and most of the Silver Crusade soldiers shouted Fording's name.
Seeing everyone's excitement, Kane deliberately asked: "What are you willing to pay for Tirion Fordring?"
"Be willing to give your life."
The crowd soon had the answer.
"Yes, we are all willing to give our lives."
With the power of example, more and more soldiers expressed their loyalty. Anyway, there is nothing to lose by shouting.
Kane smiled honestly and said:
"I am very satisfied with your answer. The great Tirion Fordring was attacked by the Scourge and was seriously injured and dying. The moon god Elune is willing to heal him, but you need to sacrifice your lives. Come on, for Elune
Xerath, are you willing to sacrifice your soul and body?"
"We do!"
The small group of people who had been bribed soon started shouting.
When I heard that I needed to sacrifice my life, my voice was much quieter this time. Almost no one was willing to make a voice, but there was no objection.
A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of the angel's mouth: "They all think they are smart people, and they all think they can protect themselves wisely, but they don't know that death is doomed, they are a bunch of fools."
"We do!"
With the blessing of magic, the voices of a small group of people who were bribed became louder and louder, and were infinitely amplified and copied, as if everyone was shouting together.
This terrible cry was like a rolling heat wave, arousing people's emotions.
"Something's wrong, how is this possible? No, no, this is a conspiracy, a trap."
A few people raised questions and shouted loudly to wake up their companions around them.
It's a pity that they can't make a sound, their limbs are stiff and they can't move.
Kane shouted:
"Tirion Fordring said: I have seen the most noble orcs, and I have also seen the most despicable humans. I am very happy that you are all noble people, and you are all willing to sacrifice your lives for Fording. Soldiers of the Silver Northern Expedition
We, on behalf of Fording, thank you for your efforts."
After saying that, Cairn Bloodhoof bowed deeply.
Remulos frowned as he looked at it: "Even so, it is difficult to convince everyone that they are willing to die for Fordring from the bottom of their hearts. It is meaningless."
The corners of the angel's mouth slightly raised, he looked up at the sky and said, "Remulos, haven't you noticed that the moonlight is a little different today."
Remulos looked up and saw that above the purple shield, the bright moonlight was somewhat blurred, and seemed to be filled with a strange light.
Then, a strange breath fell from the sky. This power inspired people's hearts, making their blood boil, and their emotions continued to amplify. Many soldiers knelt on the ground, crying for Fording's injury, and excitedly expressed their willingness to sacrifice for Fording.
life.
"This is the power to stir emotions."
Remulos said coldly: "I heard that the ancient god Y'Shaarj is the best at this."
The divine envoy nodded and explained:
"Y'Shaarj fell in outer space, and most of his power was obtained by the moon god Elune. All Cairn Bloodhoof needs to do is to pry the mental defenses of these ten thousand soldiers and open a few holes in their hearts.
If there is a gap, Y'Shaarj's power can take advantage of it."
At the top of the pyramid altar, a blood-red vortex appeared.
Kane Bloodhoof waved his arms and shouted loudly:
"Brave Silver Crusade soldiers, the time has come to test you. In order to save Azeroth and resurrect the great Tirion Fordring, dedicate your lives!"
Inspired by the power of Y'Shaarj, the soldiers of the Silver Northern Expedition marched to the top of the pyramid in neat lines, and their bodies were sucked into the vortex.
The blood-red vortex rotated rapidly, and the top of the vortex condensed into a ball of squirming flesh.
As the life inhaled increased, the flesh and blood became larger and larger, eventually exceeding the entire altar and just floating in the air.
Y'Shaarj's power is not omnipotent. There are still a few stubborn Silver Northern Expedition soldiers who are not affected by Y'shaarj's power and remain in place.
"How should these people be punished?" Remulos asked unbearably.
The angel showed an appreciative expression:
"It's rare! It's great to have your own judgment, not to be influenced by the situation, and not to follow blindly. Let them go! I'm very optimistic about their future."
Remulos asked in confusion:
"Why did you let them go? Aren't you worried about leaking the secret?"
The angel smiled and said:
"As long as Tirion Fordring is resurrected and regains control of the powerful power of the Holy Light, all rumors and rumors will be wiped out. What's more, everything today is for the Scourge. We have to tell the Scourge to resurrect an undead.
, it requires ten thousand living people to willingly pay their lives. With such a heavy price, the Scourge Legion can only give up."
Remulos breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn't want to cause more killings. He waved his hand and hundreds of rays of light fell, sending the remaining Silver Crusade soldiers away from the Moonlight Grove.
Looking at the huge mass of flesh and blood floating in the sky, the envoy said with great caution:
"The next step is the critical moment for the resurrection technique. This matter must be kept secret, and the Scourge Legion must not be allowed to know anything about it."
Remulos nodded:
"I will, Moonlight Grove will activate the highest defense system immediately."