In order to thank Sif for saving her life, Thrall prepared a grand banquet. More than five hundred tauren and pandaren were slaughtered and made into various delicacies.
Thrall thought about it for a long time and couldn't find a way to prevent the Titan Guardian from joining the Moon God camp. Since he couldn't fight against the Titan Guardian, he might as well form an alliance with him.
Forming an alliance means having to please and flatter, and Thrall was very reluctant to do so.
Fortunately, before the banquet started, Sylvanas sent a soul ball.
The soul ball from the Burning Legion made Thrall change his mind and regain control of the initiative.
The banquet went well, with Thrall sitting at the head seat, Sif transforming into a night elf form and sitting in the guest seat, with Vol'jin, Sylvanas, and Fordring waiting beside them.
After the banquet began, Thrall frequently toasted and expressed his gratitude to Sif.
The Titan Guardians did not need to eat, but to show courtesy, Sif drank a few drinks politely.
In fact, Sif didn't care about Thrall's attitude. The reason why she attended this banquet was entirely out of etiquette.
From the bottom of her heart, Sif looked down on the savage orcs. She was more concerned about the attitude of the moon god Elune and longed for the moon god's protection.
Xifu showed good self-cultivation, showing everyone's demeanor with every smile and every frown, neither humble nor arrogant, advancing and retreating freely, speaking elegantly, making people feel like spring breeze, and almost perfect.
This made Sal even more wary.
During the dinner, everyone was drinking to their heart's content. Sal opened his mouth and puffed out alcohol and said:
"Ms. Sif, you are a noble Titan Guardian. You probably don't understand us barbaric orcs. There is an old saying in ancient Draenor: The more barbaric and cruel the race is, the more it pays attention to loyalty and repays kindness.
Those races that talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality are all hypocritical villains. We orcs do things upright and can be learned from the world. It is because of this benevolence and righteousness that we have achieved today's glory."
Sif smiled and said softly: "The benevolence of orcs has long been heard."
Thrall cut off a large piece of fried pandaren, ate it, and took another sip of wine:
"Hundreds of years ago, we orcs were slaves of the ogres. They ruled us cruelly, which caused the orcs to resist. Unfortunately, we could not match the ogres in terms of strength or magic. Later, the draenei came,
He saved us from the ogres and taught us how to tan furs, smelt steel, and shamanic magic so that we can survive on the earth."
Sif listened quietly and politely. She didn't know what Sal meant when he talked about this period of history. Sal's expression changed and he said fiercely:
"Ever since the draenei saved us from the hands of the ogres, my ancestors have sworn to destroy the draenei and completely exterminate them. This hatred has far exceeded the hatred for the ogres.
Hundreds of years later, after dozens of generations of hard work, we finally succeeded. If Kil'jaeden hadn't missed his old friendship, we would have eaten the old loser Velena long ago."
Sif was stunned after hearing this. Even with the wisdom of the Titan Guardian, she could not understand why the orcs repaid their kindness in this way. This was really puzzling.
Looking at Sif's puzzled expression, Thrall showed a ferocious expression:
"Our ancestors once said: The world is full of pain and torture, and it is a furnace of suffering. We have freed the draenei from the sea of suffering in the world, and let their souls suffer the most painful torture, day and night.
A miserable howl, isn’t this the greatest reward?”
"this!"
Sif is a little confused. She doesn't understand what the orcs' twisted values are. Is this the gap caused by cultural differences?
Later, Sif felt unwell and something inside her body broke out.
Seeing the frightened change in Sif's face, Thrall was very proud:
"Ms. Sif, thank you for saving my life. You will soon be repaid by the orcs. You will regret those days and nights of soul torture in endless pain!"
"No!"
Sif screamed, her bright eyes instantly lost their luster, and her hair that shone like gold became like withered grass, which meant that the magic in her body was out of control.
Bang!
Sif's body returned to its original shape, a huge Titan Guardian body, all kinds of energy leaked out uncontrollably, and above Sif's head, a gray soul ball slowly rose.
In the middle of the gray sphere, black flames burned Sif's soul. Sif's soul was distorted and kept making harsh screams.
Sal laughed proudly and said with a ferocious expression:
"Haha, Sif, your misery really makes me excited. Suffer endless pain, orcs, trample on the body of this humble Titan Guardian."
A large group of orc soldiers rushed in, surrounding Sif's huge body and hacking at her.
Although the Titan Guardian's body is extremely strong, without the support of magic within his body, he also loses most of his defense power.
Not long after, Sif's body was in a state of disrepair. After the hard outer skin was destroyed, the extremely precise internal components were exposed.
Thrall personally went into battle, holding the Doomhammer, and using the power of earth, fire, water, and wind given to him by Sif, he smashed Sif's chest and leaked the heart of the Titan Guardian.
It was a crystal blooming with seven colors of light, carrying an incomparable sense of beauty. Countless magic powers were attracted by the heart and revolved around it. It was such a beautiful dream.
In front of Sif's soul, Thrall smashed it to pieces with a hammer, which completely cut off any hope of Sif's resurrection.
If the heart still exists, the Titan Guardians can repair it.
Thrall laughed boldly, and the feeling of killing his benefactor with his hands made him feel so happy.
Such a cruel method made people look at him. Thrall's terror made everyone present feel uneasy. Even Sylvanas felt a chill.
Wojin seized the opportunity and stepped forward to flatter him:
"Great savior Thrall, well done. There is an old saying among us trolls: the more cruel and ruthless you are, lawless, do all the evil, and make people and gods angry, the more support you can get from more people. Cruelty is life.
nature."
Sal was in a good mood and had a great appetite. He ate a piece of delicious and juicy beef, thought about it for a long time, and then ordered:
"Etrigg, you threw Sif's body into the Frost Giant camp and said that the Frost Giant killed Sif. Hey, the more low-level the lie, the more people will believe it."
On the top of the mountains, the Storm Temple shrouded in thunder.
Thorim, who was bathed in countless thunders, suddenly felt frightened and opened his eyes suddenly.
Thorim and Sif are husband and wife, and the Titans have established telepathy between them.
With the help of the power of thunder, Thorim's vision transcended the barriers of space.
He saw Sif at the orc banquet, shouting Thorim's name in pain, and saw his wife being plotted by Thrall.
Thorim was furious and stretched out his right hand violently, and the storm hammer Colomir flew into his hand.
Colomir is a magical weapon that can reach you in an instant even if you are thousands of miles away.
As long as he throws the war hammer in his hand, Thorim can kill the triumphant orc and save his wife.
But Thorim hesitated.
The Titan Guardian's sophisticated thinking made him think of many things in an instant.
Orcs are the protagonists of this world, and they are protected by the moon god Elune.