A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

Birth, old age, illness and death are undoubtedly extreme situations that all mortals must face, and they are also the most likely causes of intense mood swings and even psychological imbalance.

The more powerful those who hold huge wealth and resources, or those who have a strong thirst for knowledge, are often more reluctant to die and eager to prolong their lives through various methods.

For this reason, they will change their temperament and do many crazy things that ordinary people can't even imagine.

Especially those like Antonidas who witnessed the enviable long lifespan of the high elves, and saw that elf princes like Kael'thas maintained their young and handsome faces when he was still an apprentice. There hasn't been any change in hundreds of years, how could you not be envious and jealous.

In fact, this is also the biggest gap between human mages and high elf mages.

Even though the two sides have been closely communicating and cooperating for thousands of years.

In the original timeline, the reason why Antony Dath was able to die heroically as the Kirin Tor Council and the supreme leader of Dalaran was because he did not come into contact with the Lich King Ner'zhul in advance like Kel'Thuzad. I didn’t even know that there was a way to transform a lich into immortality in this world.

But now, due to the wings of Zuo Si's butterfly, he had direct contact with the Lich King in advance. He had been whispered in his ears by the other party for several months, and his original firm stance would inevitably waver.

Never underestimate these whispers from the spirit and soul realms.

Is "Big Cousin" Neltharion, King of the Black Dragon, powerful enough?

Its hard power is even superior to that of the other four guardian dragons, and it is also blessed by the power of the Titans. It can easily tear the earth apart and forcibly change the terrain and landforms of a continent.

But what's the result?

After being whispered by the ancient god N'Zoth for a while, he went completely crazy. Not only did his temperament change drastically, but his whole family joined the battle and formulated a plan to destroy the planet beneath his feet.

So when Antony Das' attitude suddenly changed, Zuo Si almost guessed the result.

The reason why he did not intervene immediately was because he was waiting for an opportunity to drive a nail into the ranks of the Scourge.

After all, the biggest difference between the lich in Faerûn and the lich in Azeroth is that they are immune to mind control.

Even those high-level undead-controlling and undead-dominating spells can hardly affect the top undead like lich.

This also means that as long as Antonidas does not take the initiative to show resistance, neither Ner'zhul nor Arthas in the future will be able to detect that this great lich is actually not under control at all.

What's more, Zuo Si also wanted to try whether he could create an advanced version of Faerun Lich with the help of the infinite arcane energy of the Sun Well.

If the answer is yes, then he will directly ask the lich organized by the Arcane Society to come here collectively for strengthening.

Even more uses for sunwells will be developed.

Of course, the most ideal situation is to arrive before the World Tree and Well of Eternity explode, stop Malfurion's prodigal behavior, and preserve the last Well of Eternity in the world, rather than blowing it up as a one-time consumable.

Antonidas had no loyalty to the Lich King in the first place. It was entirely out of unwillingness and fear of aging and death, so after a little thought, he agreed to Zuo Si's proposal.

After all, not long ago, he witnessed with his own eyes how weak and humble Kel'Thuzad and Arthas, the two capable men under the Lich King, were in front of the real top brass of the Burning Legion.

At the same time, he was also shocked by the brief battle between Zuo Si and Archimonde, and unconsciously greatly increased his expectations for the power of the God of Contract.

At least judging from the current performance, the ray of consciousness coming from the god in front of him is obviously much stronger than the Lich King Ner'zhul.

In order to pick up the thicker thighs, Antony Das finally chose the former.

Moreover, he compared the advantages and disadvantages of the two lich transformation rituals and found that the one from Faerûn was undoubtedly more advanced.

If the body is maintained well enough, even after hundreds or even thousands of years, it can still maintain the approximate appearance of when it was alive, instead of the inevitable undead transformation of the entire body like Kel'Thuzad, which looks eerie and scary. Very uncomfortable.

In this way, with Zuo Si's guidance and help, the Archmage quickly completed the production of the semi-finished life box, drank the poison that had been prepared for him long ago, and lay in the liquid energy of the Sun Well, feeling the strong and powerful An extremely painful death comes.

In a blink of an eye!

He felt as if his heart was tightly grasped by an invisible hand and could no longer stretch and beat normally.

The blood in the whole body stagnated as the heart stopped, followed by chest tightness, chest pain and difficulty breathing. His eyes began to turn black involuntarily, and he lost consciousness after a while.

There is no doubt that this is what death feels like, physical death to be exact.

When the brain cells began to die in large areas due to lack of oxygen, the soul of Antoni Das, who felt that the surroundings were dark, finally began to leave the body and slowly floated in a slightly bluish color.

But the next second...

The huge magic circle arranged around the sunwell suddenly began to glow, and extracted arcane energy from the highly concentrated liquid pure water, which was also mixed with some shadow and death energy.

In an instant, the soul is preserved in the phylactery placed above the body.

At the same time, the archmage's closed eyes suddenly opened, and he jumped up in a carp-like posture that even young people could not do.

Immediately, a biting chill like Kel'Thuzad shot out from the eyeballs, and even the bones, muscles and skin turned pale and slightly bluish in the ultra-low temperature state.

The paleness is the visual effect of blood completely coagulating at low temperatures, while the blueness is the slight overflow caused by the high concentration of arcane and frost energy flowing in the body.

You don't need to ask to know that Zuo Si has made some improvements to the Lich Transformation Ceremony in Faerûn based on the energy characteristics and rules of this world, and at the same time absorbed the advantages of the Lich Transformation Ceremony of the Scourge.

At this moment, although Antonidas still looks human in appearance, his life essence is already an out-and-out lich.

Coupled with the unlimited energy provided by the Sunwell during the ritual, he has completely surpassed his former disciple Kel'Thuzad and became one of the most powerful lichs in Azeroth.

Although not as flamboyant in appearance as the latter, the biggest feature of Faerun's lich is that its appearance is not much different from ordinary zombies and skeletons.

Except for experienced adventurers and spellcasters, it is difficult for novices and ordinary people to tell their true identities.

Only when these lichs begin to chant powerful spells, or release creepy fearful auras, will they recognize that these are not ordinary low-level undead creatures, but terrifying top-level undead creatures that can destroy their own group. .

"Now, do you feel the huge gap between me and that trash Ner'zhul?" Zuo Si looked at the other person and asked meaningfully.

Antonidas nodded enthusiastically: “Of course, I feel it.

Compared to Kel'Thuzad's flawed lich form, a lich like me is the most perfect.

You can even cast all the arcane and elemental magic you have learned during your lifetime without restrictions.

Please allow me to apologize for my previous distrust and suspicion.

From this day on, you are my master, and I will serve your great plan with devotion. "

After saying that, the Archmage put one hand on his chest and bowed gracefully.

After gaining eternal life, the original anxiety and tension in his eyes completely disappeared, replaced by a kind of worship from the heart.

Through the Lich Commissioner Ceremony, Antonidas has realized that the magic theory and knowledge from other worlds and even universes mastered by the God of Contract in front of him absolutely surpasses any mage in the entire Azeroth.

Compared to this, the Guardians that the Council of Tirisfal worked so hard to create are nothing.

Zuo Si was obviously very satisfied with the Archmage's reaction, and gave the order straightforwardly: "In that case, then go and report to Arthas, and take a good look at how the Lich King Ner'zhul used his forbearance and despicability to successfully escape from the prison. , by the way, help me collect the specific movements of the Burning Legion's vanguard."

"As you wish."

Antonidas activated the teleportation magic very skillfully and disappeared in place, not caring at all about the phylactery that could ensure that he could be resurrected after death.

Zuo Si did not stay in this place full of huge arcane energy for too long. He took the phylactery and quickly chose to leave.

As Archimonde led a large number of demon lords and troops to successfully pass through the portal and descend on Azeroth, in principle, there is no force on the planet that can stop the Burning Legion's conquest head-on.

Whether it is the last guardian Medivh, Tyrande, Malfurion, Illidan, Cenarius who participated in the War of the Ancients ten thousand years ago, or the ancient gods who are still sealed by the Titans, There was no way to fight back in front of this strongest eredar demon.

In fact, before the Shadow Realm broke the barrier with the real world and appeared in everyone's eyes, the Dark Titan Sargeras and the Burning Legion led by him were the most powerful force in the universe.

Even the two highest-ranking commanders Kil'jaeden and Archimonde are enough to defeat all forces, including the Old Gods.

The famous Holy Light Legion and the Mother of Holy Light, Zera, are nothing more than a stubborn little resistance organization in their eyes.

Throughout the entire physical universe, wherever the Burning Legion arrives, it will inevitably be conquered or destroyed. No planet except Azeroth has ever been spared.

Even Argus, which had given birth to the Titans, has now become the base and accomplice of the Burning Legion.

In order to wipe out all resistance, the first thing Archimonde did after his arrival was to launch a fierce attack on the Alliance legions in Tirisfal Glades and Silverpine Forest.

Thousands of undead from natural disasters, coupled with powerful demons, began to attack the newly built fortifications like a tide.

Thanks to the alliance, they had built a multi-layered elastic defense system to block this road, including almost everything from wooden camps to stone castles.

Especially after the arrival of Prince Kael'thas and the high elf mage who had a blood feud, they quickly made up for the lack of magical power.

At this moment, Calia, who had been announced as the successor to the Queen of Lordaeron, was standing on the deck of the airship, commanding the helmsman to turn the direction and aim the black hole on the side of the gun at the most threatening target in the distance, and then issued a salvo order.

"Fire!"

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

Hundreds of four-deck guns made a deafening roar.

Whether it was the Stitched Abomination, known for its rough skin and thick flesh, or the Hellfire that fell from the sky burning green evil flames, or other huge demons, they all suffered heavy casualties in this round of bombardment.

Because these are not the original cannons used by the Kul Tiran fleet and pirates at the beginning, but more advanced artillery sent from the rear of Stranglethorn Valley, and even have automatic loading and ammunition supply systems.

The cannonballs are not just solid iron balls or lead balls. They are all replaced by cylindrical and conical combinations with more stable and accurate ballistics. They are filled with magic explosives extracted from minerals and stones.

Compared with before, the power and destructive power have simply changed from quantitative to qualitative.

Obviously, the drawings Zuo Si gave to those dwarf engineers were finally understood by the other party and they created more advanced thermal weapons.

Although Azeroth often gives people the illusion of technological level from the Middle Ages to the Renaissance, even during the Orc Wars, most soldiers still used cold weapons such as swords and shields, but in fact its true technological level It has long reached or even surpassed the modern countries on earth.

In particular, the dwarf underground city of Gnomeregan not only has intelligent robots and early warning systems that require no human operation, but also mechanical arms, assembly lines, and aircraft and tank manufacturing factories.

Although they may lag behind the goblins in the research on explosives, the problem is that the goblins are a typical race. As long as you give a sufficient price, there is nothing they dare or are unwilling to sell.

So Zuo Si directly paid a high price to buy the current top-notch goblin explosive formula from Rivergaz, the rich man in Booty Bay.

As a result, goblin explosives and gnome engineering, coupled with artillery design drawings from Earth, were finally combined to create these powerful aerial gunships.

Almost every salvo will instantly clear a large area on the battlefield.

Even the Hellfire and Doom Guards, which have the most powerful vitality and defense power, would find it difficult to rush forward in the face of this kind of bombardment.

Although they have also established their own magic artillery positions and are constantly launching evil fireballs towards the alliance's positions, how can the range on the ground be as good as in the air?

Usually, not long after it is established, it will be called out by three aerial gunships, and then quickly turn into ruins and a sea of ​​​​fire.

The surviving demon craftsmen could only curse and start working again, looking for a safer place to try to build an artillery position again.

No way, who makes the planet Azeroth so special?

The Titans gave it too much protection before the group was destroyed, so that the Burning Legion was unable to exert its most powerful power, let alone use the tactics of direct space fleets to face other planets.

joke!

Even Zuo Si, the planeswalker, has not locked the space coordinates until now, and can only wait patiently for Archimonde to attack Mount Hyjal. Naturally, the space fleet of the Burning Legion cannot get close, and they can't even find the specific location of this planet in the universe. Location.

That's why the Burning Legion has been defeated twice, but it has been fighting primitive and backward ground wars, and is often suppressed by the air power of Azeroth's native civilization.

The current aerial gunships are clearly bullying the other party into not being able to send those advanced space battleships over.

In addition, in addition to the powerful aerial fire suppression, the original artillery that was eliminated was not wasted, and was all transferred to the infantry regiments on the ground.

More than 1,200 cannons were lined up directly on the multi-layered front, firing deadly projectiles at the rushing enemies. At the same time, mobile forces such as dwarf musketeers, tank crews, and helicopters were mobilized frequently.

If the front cannot withstand it, it will immediately move forward and use heavy firepower to kill all the enemies who rush forward without leaving a single one behind.

Most importantly, filled with unforgettable hatred for the Burning Legion and the Undead Scourge, the high elf mages used their best skills and joined forces with the human mages to unleash a terrifying blizzard that swept dozens of kilometers ahead, directly occupying the Scourge. The capital city of Lordaeron was frozen.

Countless undead creatures had turned into lifelike ice sculptures before they could get out of them and join the attack sequence.

There is no doubt that Archimonde's attempt to sweep across the entire eastern continent and destroy all resistance forces failed.

Under Zuo Si's operation, the alliance retained its vitality to the greatest extent and showed an extremely tenacious fighting will.

In addition, Calia, Lightbringer Uther, High Elf Prince Kael'thas, Magni Bronzebeard, Genn Greymane and other high-end combat forces are all on the front line, even if the high-level demons launch an attack Unable to break through the defense line, several were killed instead.

This also means that the Burning Legion's war in the eastern continent has fallen into a see-saw.

Neither the millions of undead nor the elite demon legions teleported over can break through the Alliance's impenetrable defenses.

The two sides continued to compete for position at the junction of Silverpine Forest and Tirisfal Glades.

Since the alliance has several member countries in the rear that are constantly producing war supplies day and night, it can barely keep up with the consumption on the front line.

Similarly, due to the undead, a free and excellent labor force that never tires, the legion can also continuously obtain the metal, explosives and wood needed for the war from the occupied areas.

All the graves with a larger number of dead people were hollowed out by the Necromancers under the Lich King, just to make up for the large amount of cannon fodder that was torn apart by incendiary bombs and artillery shells on the front line every day.

With outstanding leadership and strength that surprised everyone, Calia successfully replaced her late father as the leader of the alliance.

After all, she contributed the most in this war, and the Kingdom of Lordaeron also suffered the greatest loss in population and troops.

However, Zuo Si, who never showed up, knew very well that the reason why the alliance could withstand the Legion's attack was not because of how powerful they were.

But Archimonde had already set off with his elite to the continent of Kalimdor, eager to pursue the World Tree that haunted him and the second Well of Eternity hidden under the roots of the tree.

Otherwise, as long as this guy personally leads the charge, he can tear apart all those seemingly solid defense lines, camps, fortresses and fortresses in one round.

Not even his own presence could have prevented the disastrous consequences.

Just as the war in the eastern continent reached a stalemate, the fleet led by Jaina finally crossed the Endless Sea and reached Kalimdor on the other side.

Because Kul Tiras' fleet was familiar with the ocean currents and climate, they did not encounter the storm like the orcs led by Thrall, and they also caught up with the opponents who set off early and landed on the barren red soil near southern Azshara.

After the three wars, this land would be occupied by the orcs and named "Durotar" after Thrall's father, and the famous city of Orgrimmar would be built along the river.

But now it is just an extremely barren land, not only lacking in food, but also seriously lacking in the fresh water that the fleet most urgently needs.

"Ms. Gianna, this is obviously not a place to stay for a long time. What should we do now?"

An accompanying Dalaran mage asked in a slightly helpless tone.

"Let the civilians return to the ship after a short rest. As the fleet takes them south to find a suitable settlement, the army and mages follow me inland. We need to follow the guidance of the prophet to a place called Stonetalon Mountain."

Jaina thought for a moment and quickly answered.

It can be seen from the tired expression on her face that this journey has put a lot of psychological pressure on her.

After all, even the sea powerhouse Kul Tiras did not go deep into this ancient continent. It only occasionally established settlements and ports in suitable places along the coast to conduct some trade with native creatures.

The most important thing is that Jaina is completely unknown about this journey and has no idea what is waiting for her at the end, as well as the tens of thousands of people who are following her.

"clear!"

The mage hurriedly bowed to the young woman who was not even half his age, and then conveyed the order to the entire fleet.

It didn't take long for people who had been floating on the sea for a long time to land one after another.

Some cut down the bushes not far away to build a simple camp and get some firewood. Some fished at the beach, picked up crabs, shells and other things and threw them into the pot as food. Some used bows and arrows. and musket hunting for edible-looking birds, scorpions, wild boars and velociraptors...

After a while, white smoke and the aroma of food floated from the shore.

Several quilboar scouts apparently discovered this group of uninvited guests and stood on top of the cliff to observe carefully.

In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings or triggering a war between the two races, Jaina quickly had a simple conversation with the other party regardless of rest, stating that she would not settle here.

When the wild boars learned that this group of humans were just passing by for a short break, they immediately became less hostile than at first, and even gave them many sea buckthorn berries as gifts.

It is one of the few edible plant fruits in this red barren land, and it can also provide a large amount of vitamins that are most lacking in long-term life at sea.

In return, Jaina gave the other party some steel daggers and daggers.

This makes the quilboar, who lacks the ability to smelt metal, very happy.

After just a few minutes of communication, both sides dropped their guard and no longer viewed the other as a potential enemy.

And the quilboars were generous enough to share what they knew about the surrounding terrain.

When it got dark, Jaina returned to her tent and quickly drew a simple map.

Looking at the two marked points on the map, he murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Go west along the canyon and you will see a large river called Nushui River. If you cross it, turn around and head north. Arrive at Stonetalon Mountain, which is the place that the prophet mentioned to me in the dream. I hope there won’t be any big trouble on this road, otherwise it will be difficult for me to deal with large-scale wars and conflicts with the few troops I currently have. .”

The words have not yet been spoken!

The mage from before broke in from outside the tent and reported in an extremely nervous and serious tone: "Ma'am, it's not good. Our griffon scouts found traces of orcs in the distance."

"What? Orcs!"

Jaina's expression suddenly changed, and she subconsciously grasped the staff in her hand.

"Yes, they are these cruel and bloodthirsty green-skinned beasts. And judging from the ships docked in the bay, they should be the ones who attacked the asylum and looted the town. What should we do? We have to take the initiative to give them some color. Take a look?"

When saying these words, the mage's tone was full of naked and unabashed bloodlust, hatred and hostility.

Too many humans died at the hands of the orcs in the first two wars, so the two sides had already been in a state of unrequited struggle.

This is why, even in the original timeline, Jaina's first contact with Thrall started with war and battle.

Jaina was obviously hesitant.

Because although she has tens of thousands of people, the number of soldiers is only about six or seven thousand, which is exactly a legion.

Judging from the number of escaped orcs from the shelter, the other party must have at least tens of thousands of people.

Considering that the orcs have always had a tradition of all soldiers, at least half of the warriors can be put into battle.

Therefore, we are obviously at a serious disadvantage in terms of military strength.

Coupled with the unfamiliarity with the terrain, landforms and environment of Kalimdor, it is not certain who will win in a fight.

The most terrible thing is that the purpose of Jaina's trip is not to hunt down the orcs, but to find a way to resolve the crisis according to the guidance of the prophet.

If we exhaust all our troops with the orcs here, how will we deal with the more powerful enemy behind the undead disaster?

After thinking about it, she finally made a bold decision, raised her head suddenly and ordered: "Let the civilians board the boat and leave immediately, and we will immediately head towards the direction of Stonetalon Mountain. Once we cross the Raging River, you can start building defenses on the spot. Fortifications must be made to prevent the orcs from entering the valley to disturb me.”

"Are you going to explore that unknown area yourself?"

The mage's eyes widened in surprise.

Because it's just too risky.

Once there was something wrong with Jaina, he really had no way to explain it to Daelin, the naval commander of Kul Tiras.

But Jaina nodded seriously: "That's right. Now we don't know where the undead disaster has hit the eastern continent. We must race against time to find out the truth as much as possible. Don't worry, I can feel the power of Stonetalon Mountain. There is a strong magical power in this location, and all magic will be strengthened there, so you don’t need to worry about my safety.”

"Okay, then I will do my best to prevent these orcs from approaching Stonetalon Mountain."

The mage agreed with a helpless expression.

He understood that Jaina's choice was the right one.

Fighting the orcs at this time is not a wise move.

After the short conversation, the originally quiet camp suddenly became noisy.

Cursing soldiers and civilians grumbled and dressed.

About two or three hours later, tens of thousands of civilians boarded the ship first, weighed anchor and sailed slowly south.

Jaina led the soldiers to travel through the night, quickly heading in the opposite direction to Stonetalon Mountain.

…

At the same time, far away from Stonetalon Mountain, the Warsong Clan and their chief Grom Hellscream were busy preparing for something.

Especially the latter, who sat alone in front of the campfire with two blood-red eyes and kept licking his lips.

He didn't know why, but he always felt particularly manic and hungry recently, as if something in his body had been awakened again.

Unlike Thrall's rationality, Grom Hellscream obviously enjoys the excitement brought by bloodlust, killing and destruction, and is deeply fascinated by it.

He had never regretted drinking the demon's blood, and felt that those days were the days he missed enjoying the most. His whole body seemed to have endless strength, and he could easily split those fragile human soldiers in half.

Thinking of this, the orc, whose hands were stained with the blood of innocents, picked up his beloved battle ax - Gorehowl and stroked it gently, feeling the gray-brown marks on it formed by the solidification of dried blood, and opened his mouth to reveal the sharp horns. Ya: "I really want to drink blood without any scruples! Thrall is so weak that he gave me so many rules."

At this moment, a wolf cavalry suddenly ran over from a distance and shouted breathlessly: "Chief! I found a human army near the river ahead."

"What? Humans! Are they here to hunt us?"

Grom Hellscream suddenly stood up from the ground, his whole body exuding excitement and anticipation.

"I don't know. But they are heading in the direction of Stonetalon Mountain. It seems that they have the same destination as the Warchief."

The Wolf Cavalry quickly revealed the results of his investigation.

Since orcs are generally not very smart and are extremely irritable and irritable, the lower-level soldiers have no chance to express their opinions.

There is only one thing they have to do, and that is to obey the orders of the chief and the governor.

As for using your brain...

Sorry, you have to have some brains.

"Hahahaha! Good! Very good! Wake up all the soldiers immediately! Today I will drink human blood! Kill them all!"

Grom Hellscream raised his ax high and laughed wildly.

Obviously, the appearance of humans made his inner desire for blood stronger again, so strong that he could ignore Thrall's orders.

This is also the internal structural problem of the orcs that Zuo Si repeatedly mentioned, which is the primitive and backward tribal politics.

Although the title of Chief Thrall sounds very bluffing, in fact, he is just the leader of the alliance elected by various orc clans.

On weekdays, he could only issue orders to the clan leaders of those tribes, and then ask them to cooperate with him to manage the huge ethnic group.

In other words, Thrall cannot bypass the original tribal constitution to directly command the orcs belonging to various tribes. He still has to rely on the tribe's chiefs and elders to carry out a series of operations such as recruiting troops and collecting taxes.

This is also the political structure of a typical nomadic tribe.

This means that when the chief has great prestige and is in the interest of all tribes, the chiefs will naturally support and obey him.

But if it's the other way around, then the chiefs will start to act against the will, or even simply use coups, assassinations and other means to replace a new chief.

Grom Hellscream is one of the most famous.

Since he swore allegiance to Thrall, he has violated the ban issued by Thrall countless times.

But what's the result?

This guy is not only doing well, but he is still the chief of the Warsong clan and can lead the army alone in battle.

And the so-called punishment is just a few verbal scoldings.

No way, who made Grom Hellscream participate in the second war, and also made great military exploits, becoming a hero recognized by the orcs.

Thrall had just become the warchief and did not have enough qualifications and achievements to suppress this powerful leader of the Warsong clan.

In desperation, he could only keep making concessions and compromises, which eventually led to the Warsong clan drinking the blood of demons again and killing the jungle demigod Cenarius.

What's even more interesting is that after the incident, Thrall also used a series of publicity and guidance to turn this useless waste into a tragic hero, and successfully brought the remaining members of the Warsong clan under his control.

From this alone, we can see that he actually learned the essence of human politics - "thick black" while growing up.

After winning the Battle of Mount Hyjal, Thrall had gained enough prestige that no other person in the entire orc tribe could challenge his authority.

But unfortunately, what the warchief didn't know was that he was no longer qualified to participate in the Battle of Mount Hyjal.

In this case, once Grom Hellscream drinks the demon blood and kills Cenarius, the entire orc race will become the public enemy of Azeroth, and even be recognized as the lackeys and minions of the Burning Legion.

Just like the roles they played in the first two wars.

With the restlessness caused by the remaining demon blood in their bodies, the Warsong clan quickly set off towards the direction of Stonetalon Mountain.

The orcs didn't realize at all that there were two pairs of eyes in the sky that recorded their every move.

About two or three minutes later, Zuo Sicai, who was teleported through magic, asked with a smile: "How? I'm right, right? The orcs will never be able to get rid of the influence of the demon's blood. Just the abyss lord Mannoroth The arrival of the enemy made them become bloodthirsty and violent. Just watch, a greater disaster is yet to come."

"Okay, I admit you're right.

When I first guided the orcs to Kalimdor, I simply thought they were pretty good warriors and could become a force to resist the Burning Legion.

But now it seems that I was careless.

The impact of the demon's blood was greater than expected.

Especially a traditional orc like Grom Hellscream.

Coupled with their original worship of strength and violence, it is simply like a ball of extremely unstable energy that may cause serious consequences at any time.

In contrast, Thrall is more like an extremely rare exception. "

Medivh sounded intensely disappointed.

There is no doubt that the bloodthirsty and war-like nature of the Warsong clan finally allowed him to see clearly the true nature of these green-skinned monsters.

Orcs can never be a peaceful race.

The blood of demons flows in their veins, and the genes of savagery, murder and bloodthirsty are bred in their bodies.

Unless someone is willing to spend thousands or even tens of thousands of years transforming them into a more civilized and advanced race just like they did when they domesticated the trolls to become night elves, staying here will be a complete disaster.

After realizing this, Medivh immediately asked: "When do you think Grom Hellscream will drink the blood of demons?"

"It's up to Archimonde, Mannoroth, and Tichondrius.

As long as they are willing, they can make these brainless beasts obey their will at any time and become tools in the hands of the Burning Legion again.

Just like the Lich King and the Scourge of the Undead they created.

But according to my judgment, they should use the orcs who drank the blood of demons to try to get rid of the demigod Cenarius of Ashenvale.

After all, in the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago, it was Cenarius who led the wilderness gods to defeat the Legion's first invasion at the cost of self-sacrifice.

Compared with the small battle now, that time was a real head-on confrontation. "

Zuo Si gave the answer very simply.

Obviously, with the war in the eastern continent reaching a stalemate, the upcoming battle in the Ashvale of Kalimdor will completely reverse and change this timeline.

And he will personally take action and plunge the entire orc race into a whisper of eternal destruction.

Want to purify?

Want to clear your name?

Want to earn your right to live in this world by making a contribution?

Go ahead and dream!

Zuo Si wants to use his evil side as a great devil to completely extinguish Thrall's last hope.

Let him and the entire orc race become street rats that everyone yells at, just like the night elves who took refuge in the Burning Legion and were transformed into satyrs.

And it's not just destruction in the ordinary sense, but they also have to actively sacrifice their souls and become the playthings of the devils in Baator Hell, sinking forever until they are completely destroyed both mentally and physically.

There is no doubt that Zuo Si has never been a kind person.

To be precise, the kind part in his heart has long since completely disappeared with the continuous improvement of his personal strength and his understanding of the nature of countless worlds and even multiverses.

Therefore, I never mind unleashing maximum malice on things I hate.

It is foreseeable that no matter how hard Thrall tries, he can only watch Grom Hellscream personally push the orc race into the abyss of eternal destruction...