War Hymn of Warcraft [WOW]

The Vale of Eternal Blossoms has been closed before. In order to maintain the purity of the water source in Pandaria, the Golden Lotus Sect is working hard to provide daily water for Pandaria. In addition to the Golden Lotus Sect, this is also where the pandaren's royal palaces have been. But whether it is the Palace of Seven Stars, the Palace of Two Moons, or the Mogushan Palace, which is the main palace of the Mogu Clan, they are currently in a state of disuse. After all, there are only pandaren military forces stationed here, and there is not so much population, so the existence of the two palaces is dispensable.

However, at this moment, a race that does not belong to Pandaria has set foot on this land. The moment Zhan Zhixing saw him, his heart tightened. It had been nearly a year since they met again, and Garrosh seemed to have worn down a lot.

No, it should be said that there are two races that do not belong to Pandaria. Zhan Zhixing narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at the figure behind Garrosh - if the previous two times this figure was concealed by the light, then this time his existence was blurred on the timeline openly. When Zhan Zhixing looked over, he could only see the occasional exposed corners of his white clothes. Other than that, there was only his voice that was the same as in the previous two scenes.

"Panda people have magical power—no, it should be said, Pandaria, or the magical power left by the Titans in Pandaria. Yu'lon can rely on this power to be reborn repeatedly and stay away from death. I believe in your love With this power, I will definitely be able to return to this world."

"Thank you for your idea. If it weren't for you, I might consider going back to wash a druid out, and reunite with little Locke Zhan Zhixing in the Emerald Dream." Garrosh's voice was still as deep as ever, but still with Obvious smile. Zhan Zhixing was slightly relieved, it seemed that although his own death made Garrosh feel so much pain, he finally managed to get out.

The man seemed a little surprised, and after hearing what he said, he laughed twice: "Oh, fortunately, my research on Pandaria has become more and more in-depth recently, otherwise, Azeroth might be missing a powerful half God."

Garrosh shrugged indifferently and said nothing. But as the two of them got closer, Garrosh's brows gradually frowned.

"This direction...you don't want to take me to that thing, do you?"

"That thing? Which one?" The figure pretended to be puzzled as if he didn't quite understand.

Garrosh pointed at the closed gate ahead, with a sullen voice: "Don't tell me you don't know, the front is the domain of the guardian Norush. He is guarding The Seven-Headed Beasts, the new sheet of Y'Shaarj."

"Oh, no, no, my new friend, I really don't know about this." The figure seemed to be a little flustered, and waved his hands quickly. However, the red light in his eyes became even more evil, "Besides, there is no Y'Shaarj's heart in it at all, trust me."

"Isn't it..." Garrosh's pupils dilated instantly, as if hypnotized by something.

"Yes, it's left by the Titans, the hope of Zhan Zhixing's resurrection." The red in the shadow's pupils became even more dazzling, and he tried hard to convince Garrosh of himself.

"Zhan Zhixing... the hope of resurrection..." Garrosh muttered and repeated the man's words, and touched the dusty door with his hand.

But outside the timeline, Zhan Zhixing watched all this, but couldn't do anything, he could only bite his lower lip in pain.

Norusha fell asleep as usual, only when Y'Shaarj's heart was touched, he would wake up again. Garrosh was completely controlled by that person, and he walked towards the Heart of Y'Shaarj involuntarily.

Behind him, the dark purple flames with silver gray edges were billowing, and Sha Neng howled wantonly in the prison where they were originally imprisoned. They ushered in a new master. The former Garrosh had completely mastered the Sha, and he still can.

But that figure—let's call him N'Zoth—would not allow Garrosh to absorb the power of the Heart of Y'Shaarj so easily. His purpose is not to strengthen Garrosh himself, but to add a bargaining chip to his own actions.

"Tsk tsk, it's a good thing you didn't become a druid at the beginning, otherwise, where can I find such a good demigod sacrifice? Having said that, the demigod who fell in the maelstrom is actually not bad, and it also comes with the sword of the five guardian dragons. It's a pity that he died too early, and even his son was sent to Outland, which I can't touch."

N'Zoth clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Forget it, let's not talk so much, let's continue. Although my brother is dead, his power is still scattered in all timelines. Garrosh Hellscream, you once mastered the power of my brother on a timeline, so now let you taste his full power and feel the fear of the seven-eyed black sheep."

Countless timelines converged here in an instant, and the Sha energy that originally lingered throughout Pandaria was crushed and gathered, gathering in this small room, next to the heart of their former master.

"Seven giant beasts breathe out seven breaths. The ground is covered with black shadows, and the swarms of insects cover the sky. The ancient lord is supreme, how dare you be surprised? We only wait for the storm. The thunder comes first, and the flying stones follow. Thunder is its sound, and stones are it." It strikes. Lightning flashes across the sky. The swarms of insects retreat. Stones hit the heads of animals. The shadows dissipate."

N'Zoth sang that ancient ballad in a low voice. The sha energy became stronger and stronger, and the Shado-Pan members far away in the Mantis Plateau even discovered that the Sha energy entrenched in the sky was gradually dissipating, revealing a sky that the Mantis Plateau had never seen before.

Many panda people think this is a kind of blessing, but unfortunately on the contrary, the blessing at this time is just for the curse later!

N'Zoth chuckled, feeling the sha energy fluctuations around him that were comparable in strength to him, and smiled with relief. He didn't bring Garrosh here so he could control the sha—oh, maybe Garrosh did, but only if—

—Let N'Zoth hold him!

"Thick fog shrouded, lost and lost."

The luster of the sha flames was dipped in blue little by little, and the Sha of Lost wandered around Garrosh, arousing the despair in his heart. Despondent, despondent and lost his ambition and appearance, Kai dejected but lost himself. Losing himself, there is only endless despair left.

Ten thousand years of waiting, how many ten thousand years are there in the life of an ordinary orc. Besides, in these ten thousand years, who can guarantee that Garrosh will not fall unexpectedly? He didn't sign a contract with the world, once he fell, he was really dead.

"Can you really wait for him for ten thousand years? Don't be stupid, it's impossible, that's just your wishful thinking, you will never meet him!" The Sha of the Lost whispered softly, making Garrosh's heart full of despair. more intense.

"The momentum of penetrating the ground will turn into fear."

The surrounding sha energy flames changed from black to deep purple, and even the light above it became fiery red and purple. The Sha of Fear surrounds Garrosh: After ten thousand years of waiting, what are you left with? You are doomed to live alone, Garrosh Hellscream!

"Under the giant peak, there is endless hatred."

The surrounding sha flames suddenly turned bright green, and the Sha of Hatred grinned, awakening the hatred buried in Garrosh's heart.

hatred? Don't you hate, Zhan Zhixing abandoned himself for Azeroth, how can he not hate!

"Fall in the forest, it turns into doubt."

"You really think Zhan Zhixing loves you? Garrosh Hellscream, you are so naive! He is the most powerful demigod in the world, and there is nothing he can't do. If he really loves you, he should be with you now Let's go to a timeline together, and stay with you forever. But now? Now he would rather save the world than be with you!" Sha of Doubt is like a disgusting bug, emitting blue-green light, "Facing The suspicion in your heart should be true!"

A look of scrutiny also appeared on Garrosh's face. Inferiority and pride, these two emotions are like two sides of a coin, always accompanying Garrosh. Everything that happened at the end of time made Garrosh feel deeply inferior - Zhan Zhixing, as the most dazzling demigod at that time, possessed unrivaled strength. At the same time, Garrosh was also in his future self, and got everything about the two of them. How could Zhan Zhixing like a war criminal who triggered a war in the entire continent? Perhaps, the two of them being together was completely his obsession at the beginning...

"If you don't enter the Ministry of Heaven, it will turn into anger."

"Angry? Unwilling? Why must it be Zhan Zhixing who died? There are so many guardian dragons present, why must Zhan Zhixing sacrifice!" The shape of the Sha of Wrath appeared in Garrosh's ear. The blue-purple flame is also inlaid with silver edges, and it is smiling evilly, "My anger is unstoppable, join me and let the whole world experience our anger!"

Garrosh showed a little anger on his face, as the Sha of Wrath said, how could he not be angry in his heart. For Azeroth, Zhan Zhixing gave his life and abandoned himself. How could Garrosh not be angry at this, he would risk his life just to save Azeroth!

"When encountering ice and snow, the arrogance is even worse."

The Sha of Madness slowly appeared beside Garrosh. He didn't do anything at all. Just staying there caused Garrosh's emotions to fluctuate—I am Garrosh Hellscream, Son of Grom , tribal chief. In this world, who else can stop my pace!

"Isolated from the world, only out of pride."

Under the influence of the Sha of Pride, Emperor Shaohao's last guilt, he covered the land with mist. For ten thousand years, the Sha of Pride has bide his time. Now, in this land, beside the Heart of Y'Shaarj, he finally had his chance.

"You are the son of Grom, a proud descendant of the Warsong clan! Join me and let the whole continent tremble for you!"

Proud, proud. Pride runs in the veins of the Warsong clan. Just like Grom beheaded Mannoroth out of pride a few years ago, just like Garrosh inherited the chieftain out of pride.

But at the beginning, someone clearly said that he would restrain your pride for you! Garrosh tried his best to awaken his conscience with the last trace of innocence in his heart. By the way, Zhan Zhixing, I promised Zhan Zhixing that he would not fall into pride. Garrosh suddenly remembered the name engraved in his heart, struggling hard, trying to escape from the manipulation of the Sha.

Seeing that the situation is not good, Ao Zhisha hastily sent a message to the black hand behind the scenes. The man had been watching, and at the moment when Garrosh was about to get rid of it, he said a word—

"Unfortunately, Zhan Zhixing is dead!"

Zhan Zhixing is dead, no one can restrain your pride for you!

Garrosh's struggle froze, and the Sha of Confusion, Sha of Fear, Sha of Hatred, Sha of Doubt, Sha of Anger, Sha of Madness, and Sha of Pride cheered and squeezed into Garrosh's body.

The corner of N'Zoth's mouth curled up. After planning for so long, it finally succeeded. For the rest, just wait until everything is over and come back to collect the fruit.

Garrosh's eyes opened suddenly, and the golden inside became brighter and brighter.

He took out the communicator from his waist and contacted the troops in Pandaria.

"Come here, Vale of Eternal Blossoms, opposite to Mogu'shan Palace."

Garrosh said, squinting his eyes, watching the heart of Y'Shaarj jumping.

"There's something here, it's thirsty..."