"The Blood God G'huun is the mysterious being behind the Loa God?"
Sylvanas doubted the answer.
If G'huun had acquired the power of a Titan, could even see through time, and possess the ability to withstand the future, he would be qualified for this status.
But for some reason, Sylvanas felt a sense of disobedience, as if something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was confusing.
The final sound came from the blood cell:
"You should go back, Sylvanas Windrunner."
Sylvanas got the answers she wanted, but she had more questions. With a lot of doubts, she left with Antonidas and the Blightcaller.
The eldest mother, Attina, knelt on the top of the altar for a long time, trying to listen to the final enlightenment.
After a long time, a sound came from the black and red blood cells.
"You must forget what happened today. As long as you don't speak, the blood god G'huun will not notice it. G'huun is just a terrifying beast. You must act with caution. In front of the god, all living beings are like ants, and the blood troll has no
To be eligible for God's mercy, when necessary, you need to use external forces to weaken the Blood God's influence."
The eldest mother, Atina, burst into tears of gratitude and left with many thanks.
Robbie looked at the back of his eldest mother Attina. Although he successfully deceived Sylvanas, he couldn't be happy.
Following Sylvanas into the territory of the blood trolls, after the elder mother Attina made a sacrifice, the blood god G'huun quickly responded and actually wanted to cooperate with Sylvanas!
It's hard to imagine what terrible consequences it would have once Sylvanas obtained G'huun's power, spread the power of blood in Lordaeron, and merged with the dark power of the Forsaken.
Fortunately, G'huun didn't have much power to break through the seal. Robbie temporarily cut off G'huun's connection with the world and set a trap for Sylvanas.
Robbie believed that the smart Sylvanas would figure it out soon.
Back in the Undercity, Sylvanas leaned on the throne with a gloomy look on her face. She kept frowning and thinking. The doubts in her heart were difficult to resolve, so she asked the people around her for advice:
"Nathanos, Antonidas, you were by my side when I was talking to Blood God G'huun. What do you think of Blood God G'huun?"
The Witherer said diligently: "Your Royal Highness, the Blood God G'huun is known as the Loa among the Loa. If we can cooperate with him, it will bring us great benefits."
Sylvanas' eyes drifted to Antonidas.
Antonidas pondered for a long time and said slowly:
"Your Majesty, I have met existences like Medivh and Archimonde before. The feeling given to me by Blood God G'huun is completely different from those big figures. It seems a little..."
"What's there?" Sylvanas asked.
"Pretending," Antonidas replied in a low voice.
Sylvanas's eyes lit up when she heard this, she slammed the table and said:
"Yes, that's it. Damn it, I was almost fooled. Blood God G'huun, who pretends to be sophisticated, is just a useless waste who uses exaggerated words to cover up his incompetence."
Antonidas added: "But the consequences of Thrall taking the flesh and blood of Loa God should be true. After all, this is the area where Blood God G'huun is best at."
The corners of Sylvanas' mouth raised slightly, with a look of longing on her face: "I saw the position of the chief of the tribe waving to me. It seems that we must go to see an old friend."
Varisamas has been busy in the Undercity, and Sylvanas has seen all the little tricks he made with the Royal Apothecary.
No matter what Varisamas needed, Sylvanas just satisfied it blindly. She never asked about it, didn't want to care about it, wasn't willing to care about it, let alone didn't dare to care about it.
Sylvanas made a rare appearance at the Royal Apothecary Association, looking at the large barrels of green plague in a daze. Varisamas flapped his wings and showed off without any concealment:
"This is a technology from the Burning Legion, a super plague that can wipe out all living things in Azeroth. I point to the magic horn on my head and guarantee that no living thing can survive this plague."
"How effective is it against the Scourge?" Sylvanas asked casually.
Varisamas was stunned for a moment and said without changing his expression: "It has not been tested and the effect is not yet clear. Sylvanas, you should know that my target is not the Scourge."
Sylvanas raised her head, looked at the face of the fear devil, and asked:
"Are you that obsessed with Agna? If you really think so, you might as well let me help you with a message. I don't think Thrall will refuse the friendship of a Dread Lord."
Varisamas smiled evilly:
"I have long forgotten the appearance of that female orc. The most intolerable thing for me is the trampling of my dignity by the orcs. They are just lackeys of the Burning Legion, but they do not respect my feelings. Do you know that even Archimonde
You are always polite to me."
Sylvanas thought that this was the right thing, and asked deliberately: "It seems that you are not only targeting little Saurfang, who is competing with you for Agna, but also the entire orc clan."
Varisamas nodded and shouted:
"There are also humans who overestimate their capabilities. I must make them pay the price. The orcs still have some uses. Except for Thrall, who cannot be moved for the time being, they are all targets of my revenge."
Sylvanas said meaningfully: "If you add King Saurfang, Garrosh, and a troll Vol'jin, will you be satisfied?"
Varisamas rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Sylvanas, it turns out you also have a plan. For the sake of supporting me these days, we can cooperate."
Sylvanas asked curiously: "When will you take action?"
Varisamas did not hide anything and revealed his plan:
"As long as the Scourge Legion withdraws from this world, the Fordragon Legion, which has lost the protection of the Scourge Legion, will become a thorn in the eyes and flesh of both the Alliance and the Horde. They dare not do anything to the Scourge Legion, but they will definitely be willing to destroy the Fordragon Legion.
, this is our opportunity.”
Thrall stayed at the border of the Zul'Drak Empire, soaking in hot springs every day, eating the meat of the Loa god, feeling the rapid growth of power in his body, and living a very comfortable life.
Regarding Thrall's move, the Drakkari Frost Troll was fearful from the bottom of his heart, and even dared to use the Loa god as food. Thrall was already more terrifying than Sargeras in the Zul'Drak Empire.
Whenever the experience of the Loa gods is mentioned, the most common thing the Drakkari trolls say is:
"Thall, the savior, dedicated everything to Azeroth. The Loa gods voluntarily sacrificed their flesh and blood to comfort the great savior. This is the glory of the Zul'Drak Empire. As a member of the Zul'Drak Empire, I am proud. I
pride."
Afterwards, the Drakkari troll would close his eyes, eat the unpalatable moss cake, feel that life is full of meaning, and occasionally shout:
"For Azeroth."
It is said that on this day, Sal, who was taking a hot spring in the ice lake, felt something strange on his head.
After finding a mirror, Sal found a bulge on his forehead.
Thrall didn't pay much attention at first, but just a few days later, a horn grew out of Thrall's forehead.
A rhinoceros horn, exactly like the rhinoceros god Akali.