Menethil's Power

Chapter 20 The Ogre and the Runestone

Gul'dan, a high-ranking warlock, a conspirator, the mastermind who destroyed Draenei, the culprit who brought Draenor to the brink of destruction, and a madman who would do anything to gain power.He was the first orc to surrender to the Burning Legion, using his people and the world as the capital of his service.After Medivh, who was possessed by Sargeras, promised more powerful fel power, Gul'dan opened the Dark Portal without hesitation, and brought his compatriots who were in a bloodthirsty state with the blood of demons to Ai. Zelas.

Medivh, however, was slow to fulfill his promise.Gul'dan didn't like this very much, because it meant that he had to collect his reward himself. This daring guy sneaked into Medivh's lair, Karazhan, in the form of a soul, but unfortunately caught up with Khadgar and Lothar When defeating Medivh, the collapsed Karazhan severely injured Gul'dan's soul, and the orc warlock fled in a hurry.

After the nearly broken soul returned to the body, Gul'dan found that the situation of the tribe was out of his control.The Shadow Council, the warlock organization he established, was almost wiped out, and the Blackhand Warchief, who was originally under his control, was defeated by Orgrim Doomhammer.And the resentful new chief was about to sacrifice his head to the flag.

Facing the war hammer that was right in front of him, Gul'dan began to beg for mercy without the slightest hesitation.Considering that the Horde needed a powerful spellcaster, Orgrim spared his life.Gul'dan didn't seem to have any dissatisfaction with this, and he even created death knights to show his loyalty to Doomhammer.Over time, Doomhammer relaxed his vigilance against him.

Of course, Gul'dan will not reform himself. Everything he does has only one fundamental purpose - to obtain unrivaled power.That adventure was not for nothing, and Gul'dan got the news he wanted most: his reward was on an island in the middle of the ocean.Over the past few months, Gul'dan has carefully restored his strength, collected supplies, and recruited like-minded people to secretly establish the Twilight Clan.Now most of the preparations have been completed, just wait for a suitable opportunity to abandon these stupid fellows and look for the real mighty power.

But Orgrim must be stabilized before that, Gul'dan thought.He stared at the huge stone engraved with mysterious runes in front of him.This boulder contains a huge amount of magical energy, and Gul'dan speculates that it is a giant magic circle energy node, used to maintain a rich magical environment and suppress other energies.The orc warlock found himself unable to use even a basic Shadowbolt.

Gul'dan disdained the stupidity of the elves for allowing such a vast amount of energy to function so fundamentally.These energies should be of greater use, the orc warlock thought, and built a simple magic circle with giant rune stones. "Let one of your subordinates come over." He turned and ordered to his loyal deputy, Cugall.

The work of digging and carrying the giant runestones is done by ogres, stupid creatures who work as hard as a dozen orc drudgery per head.Most ogres have almost no IQ, but if they mutate and grow a head, they can have normal intelligence.Cugall is such a lucky one.The two-headed ogre uttered an unintelligible sound towards his kin.Ogre language is even more difficult to understand than murloc language, and there is no trace at all, but those white fat men obviously understood, and one of them walked out.

"Stand up." Gul'dan ordered, and the ogre stood in the center of the circle with its stupid eyes blinking.Gul'dan began to send evil energy to the magic circle, a dazzling light flashed past, and the ogre in the center of the magic circle let out an earth-shattering scream, and there was a foul smell of burning in the air.

"Failed." Gul'dan was expressionless, and began to modify the magic circle, and Cho'gall began to clean up the coke wisely.The change was completed quickly, "Next." The orc warlock's voice was devoid of any emotion.

The fat white guys started to commotion, and the fat faces of these guys showed a rare expression of horror. They pushed each other, and finally chose an unlucky guy before Gul'dan's patience ran out.The ogre could only be dragged by Chogall to the center of the magic circle resignedly after trying to return to the ethnic group to no avail.

The dazzling light shined again, and the energy gushed out from the giant rune stone, turned into evil energy and poured into the ogre's body. The ogre wailed, and its body swelled like a balloon, turning into a green monster on its pale skin. The ugly big head became more ferocious, and a meat bun bulged on the left shoulder, and then gradually grew into a new head.

At the end of the ceremony, the newborn fel ogre shook its two heads, "Who am I?" The original head murmured, "Who are you?" The newborn head screamed loudly.

Gul'dan is very satisfied with the strength of the peak lord level. This new creation does not have ready-made souls to use like the death knight. Size is definitely a steamroller on the battlefield, and Doomhammer will be happy with that.

The only disadvantage is that it consumes too much energy. Gul'dan looked at the power stone that consumed more than half of it. The number of such energy nodes must be limited, which means that too many enhanced versions of this kind of evil energy cannot be produced. Easy version to convert all ogres.He lowered the output power of the energy, and waved again to the white fat men not far away.
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"They're in the jungles of Zul'Aman," Turalyon said to Khadgar, lowering his scope.

"We can't follow up, we have to make a detour. It will take a lot of time to gather all the tribes of the trolls, but we can catch up." The young mage said.

The female elf who had been silent all this time suddenly said, "I'm going to notify Quel'Thalas of your arrival." She nodded politely to the two humans, and then quickly disappeared into the jungle.

Turalyon stared at the direction she left, "I don't even have to be friends now." He said dejectedly.

"Both of you are high-ranking people, and you should separate your personal feelings from state affairs." A voice in a changing voice came, Turalyon turned around, and saw the Prince of Lordaeron standing there, With a schadenfreude smile on his face.He responded angrily: "I didn't expect that I would be educated about emotional problems by a 12-year-old boy. There is going to be a war, Your Highness, you should stay where you should stay with your little maid."

Isaacs put away his joking expression, "I'm just here to remind you," he looked into Turalyon's eyes, "We are not the main force in this war, at least not until the next two batches of reinforcements arrive." He said He paused and said, "Don't let the blood of Lordaeron's warriors be spilled on a strange land."

Turalyon was silent.Isaacs turned and left. According to the usual practice, he cannot directly appear on the front line of the war.The Alliance army began to move northwestward, slowly entering the territory of Quel'Thalas from the northern valley.

Isaacs' carriage was in the middle of the line and enjoyed the strictest protection.The spell consultant Squall Blake tapped on the window of the carriage, "I'm sorry to disturb you, the scouts found something interesting, you should be interested."

The frolic in the carriage stopped immediately, and after a while, Isaacs' voice came out, "What is it?"

"The rune stone of the high elves is about as tall as two people."

The carriage door was opened immediately, and Isaacs jumped out, "Take me there."

Squall didn't seem to see Paltress who was blushing and arranging her clothes in the carriage, "As you wish." He said.

Isaacs made a gesture of reassurance to Baldrige, who was hesitant to speak, and took the arm of the magic consultant.The flash range of a heroic mage is 200 meters.Isaacs only felt that the scene in front of him changed several times, and the two appeared on a hill.A huge stone lay beside the pit, the runes on it glowed dimly.

Isaacs didn't care about this. What he wanted was not the energy in it, but the rune stone itself.Limited by raw materials and technology, the rune stone produced by Dalaran is only the size of a fist, and the higher the quality, the harder it is to make.And the giant rune stone in front of him has an energy reserve that is almost equivalent to an epic level.The elves can use it as an energy node, which shows that the production threshold is not high.Isaacs rubbed his hands excitedly, feeling like he was going to explode.

Isaacs also sneered at the extravagance of the elves, such a good thing was buried underground as an energy node.However, he was not planning to carry out biological mutation engineering. Someone from another world immediately thought of strategic-level arcane weapons, huge arcane machinery, and even a basic construction of the arcane era...

"Is there a way to move the whole thing away?" Someone who was stunned and stunned asked Squall.

The inch-headed mage had black lines all over his head, "There is no such possibility."

"Then we can only rub the runes and take away some of the fragments." Isaacs was not too disappointed. Since he already knew that the elves have such good things, there is a way to get the complete technology. If it doesn't work, he can hire The thieves just pried away a piece.

The rubbing work did not take long. Isaacs happily put the rubbings and rune stone fragments into the space ring, but suddenly felt a palpitation inexplicably. He looked up at the surrounding trees, and it took a few breaths before he realized what seemed to be He suddenly looked at the soles of his feet.

The special effect of the halo under his feet was brilliant, and Isaacs immediately realized that something was wrong. Holy light, he had relaxed his vigilance after a few days of comfortable life. Until now, the halo of devotion is still on. Isn’t this a blatant mockery?
As if to confirm Isaacs' thoughts, two high-speed spinning axes suddenly flew out of the bushes, whizzing straight towards Isaacs.Squall shouted "Your Highness be careful", and immediately gathered a spell shield for Ann Sacks.

Two throwing axes can't shake the hero's spell shield, but this is only the beginning of the attack.With a roar that shook the sky, a majestic figure rushed out with an indomitable momentum. Isaac's expression changed drastically, and he began to retreat quickly to avoid the sight of the comer. This spell shield is absolutely unable to stop a hero. The warrior charged, and his small body might not be able to withstand even an axe, so Isaacs didn't want to take his life as a joke.

It's a pity that this little effort was completely futile. The orc warriors found Isaacs immediately, and charged at Boy Ai without any hesitation. Isaacs' mind went blank, and he could only shout with all his strength:

"Squall!"

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