Sif, who was waiting for the divine messenger, floated quietly in the air, her golden hair fluttering in the wind, shining with dazzling light.
When the tall Loken approached with the power of thunder, Sif showed a displeased look.
Thorim and Loken are both controllers of lightning. Thorim's lightning is full of masculinity, but Loken's lightning is both strong and soft. Loken's strength always overpowers Thorim.
As husband and wife are of the same mind, Sif naturally doesn't have a good impression of Loken.
"Sif!"
Loken's expression was slightly condensed, he had always disliked Sif.
In the universe, the more advanced a creature is, the more lonely it is.
Titans, the top creatures in the universe, do not need a partner, but Aman'Thul married Iona. This is not consistent with common sense at all.
Loken, the god of wisdom, had long analyzed that this was a symbol of Aman'Thul's fall.
Therefore, Loken is also true to the couple Thorim and Sif.
If the Titan Guardians don't have the ability to reproduce, what's the point of being a couple?
"Go back, Sif, this is not something you should be involved in."
Loken said very rudely, in the laws of the Titan Guardians, there is no such thing as politeness or hypocrisy, as long as the meaning is conveyed.
Sif curled her lips slightly and retorted: "Lorken, your stubbornness and persistence will harm us all. It's you who should leave."
Loken shook his head and said: "Sif, don't force me to take action. Even if you call Thorim, you and your wife are no match for me together. I don't want to imprison my companions."
Xifu smiled like a flower and said without caring:
"It's really scary. As the God of Wisdom, you actually want to use force to solve problems. It's a pity that you don't understand the wisdom of women at all."
"Women's wisdom, what is that?"
Loken couldn't wrap his head around the fact that the Titan Guardian's gender meant nothing.
In the valley below, a frost giant looked up at the two behemoths in the sky. Beside the frost giant, a large group of kobolds knelt on the ground, praying devoutly.
"Lorken, I know you don't care about anything, but you can't let go of anything."
Sif smiled confidently, then straightened her face and threatened with a serious expression:
"If you were stopping me, I would call someone."
"Calling someone?"
Loken was confused again.
"I want to shout that Loken the Wisdom molested me. Believe me, Azeroth will soon be spread." Sif said with a smile.
"Indecent assault? Damn it, we don't have that ability at all." Loken said angrily.
Sif looked at the frost giants and kobolds below and said with a smile: "Don't they know that you, who can listen to the sounds of the world, don't care about other people's criticisms."
Loken was stunned. As Sif said, Loken could give up anything, but he could not ignore his reputation.
Xifu smiled brightly and faced the direction of the angel.
Loken did not move, letting Sif leave, and then said helplessly to himself:
"Sif, your pretense of cleverness will drive Thorim into madness and eventually lead to the fall of Ulduar. What should I do?"
The angel saw Sif's tall figure from a distance, and breathed a long sigh of relief, knowing that Thrall was saved.
Border of Zul'Drak Empire, Altar of Loa.
Sif turned a blind eye to the four Loa locked on the altar, and quickly went to work, carefully examining Thrall's injuries.
The mutated Thrall is tall, but he is like a dwarf in front of Sif, letting her move around.
"The power of the Loa is entangled in Thrall's body."
Xifu said with a solemn expression:
"The four powers of Loa are intertwined with each other. We must act cautiously to save Thrall's life. I need to prepare the power of the four elements of Azeroth to restrain the power of Loa."
Sif stayed in the orc camp, and Thrall was in sight, which made Vol'jin anxious.
Vol'jin found Eitrigg, and the two had a secret conversation in the tent.
"The envoy of God actually invited a Titan guardian. This was not what I expected. It seems that Thrall is very hopeful to be saved. Eitrigg, did you know that disaster was coming."
Eitrigg's eyes widened and he asked: "Vol'jin, this is all your trick, right? Don't expect me to help you. You conspired to assassinate Thrall, the savior, and I am at best negligent."
Wojin laughed and said meaningfully:
"Etrigg, you should know Thrall better than I do. Thrall is suspicious and jealous. The reason why you can serve as Thrall's life advisor until today is that you should thank three people."
"I'd like to hear those three people I should thank." Eitrigg asked dissatisfied.
Wo'jin replied unhurriedly:
"The first thing I should thank is King Saurfang. Saurfang snooped on the position of chief and fought openly and secretly with Thrall. Thrall had to concentrate on fighting Saurfang and couldn't care about you as a life consultant.
"The second person I should be grateful to is Garrosh. It was him who made Thrall so anxious and his power shaken, so Thrall had to trust you and ensure that you are surrounded by close friends so that there will be no fire in the backyard.
"The third person you should thank is me. You helped Sal find the secret recipe and made him inseparable from you. Don't forget, I provided most of those secret recipes to you."
Eitrigg thought for a while: "Wo'jin, you are right, but that is not the reason why I help you."
Wo Jin shook his head and sighed:
"Etrigg, don't you understand? If I am suspected by Thrall, I will choose to flee at worst. There are countless trolls in Lordaeron. Any troll clan that is an enemy of the tribe is willing to treat me as a guest.
, at least he is an elder.
"But you are different. You know so many secrets of Thrall. If you lose Thrall's trust, how can he let you live? Where can you escape to? Return to your hometown in the Outland? I think the orcs in the Outland must be very good.
I am willing to tie you up tightly and then hand you over to Sal."
Eitrigg was so frightened that he was sweating. He hurriedly knelt on the ground, took Vol'jin's hand and said:
"Wo'jin, save me."
Seeing Eitrigg looking like this, Vol'jin smiled with satisfaction:
"Since the day Sif arrived, I have been thinking about countermeasures, and finally I found a way to buy something from the Frost Giant at a high price."
This was a shiny, gold-like hair, with an unearthly beauty. Eitrigg took a closer look and said in surprise:
"This is Sif's hair."
Vol'jin nodded: "Years ago, the Frost Giant accidentally obtained a piece of Sif's hair and treasured it as a treasure. Now it has become our life-saving thing."
Eitrigg asked eagerly: "Wo'jin, what should we do?"
Wo Jin looked serious and said calmly:
"After Thrall returned to his original state, we insisted that we met a witch in the Storm Peaks. She guided us to gain the power of the Loa by taking the flesh of the Loa. We also used the Novos experiment to obtain the power of the Loa.
Success, if Sal asks about the witch, we will take out this hair and blame all the crimes on Sif."
After hearing this, Eitrigg turned from anger to joy and smiled broadly:
"What a good idea. Thrall is good at suspicion. He always thinks about complicated things and often ignores simple truths. After all, Sif is a noble guardian of the Titans. Thrall cannot confront her and can only swallow his anger. We will be safe."