sound, but so gentle that it makes people want to leave tears of joy.

"What people!" The head to the left of Gugar shouted loudly, and he controlled the fireball above his head to wander over the chamber, looking for the source of the sound.

"That's a nice sound!" The head on the right of Gugar said stupidly.

The head to the left of Gugar frowned—yes, the sound was nice, but there was no doubt that there was some magic in it—Gugar knew that his orientation in mating/mating was normal, and that he should not have that ...... "feeling" or "impulse" about a male voice anyway.

Contrary to Gugar's movements, Gul'dan fell to his knees the moment he heard the voice, imprinting his head deeply on the cold stone slab beneath his feet.

When Gul'dan raised his head again, Gugar was surprised to see that the orc warlock was in tears at this time - yes, clear tears flowed from Guldan's blood-red eyes, this was the first time Gugar had seen Gul'dan cry since he joined the tribe, and he even believed that this was also the first time in Guldan's life - it was hard to imagine that such a sinister and cunning Gul'dan would "cry".

"The Great Lord? Is that you? Great Lord! Gul'dan cried out, and for a moment he clasped his hands together and swayed incessantly in front of his chest; After a while, he spread his hands and walked on his knees on the ground, groping around, not knowing what he was looking for.

"It's me, Gul'dan. I guess you don't want to see me right now, do you? The voice continued, ethereal, as if it came from the endless void, elusive—but Gugar could clearly hear the mocking tone of that voice.

"Great Lord"? What's that? - Gougar's face showed a look of confusion - of course, it was the head on the left, the one on the right had fallen into a state of dementia completely, and cloudy saliva was running down the corners of his mouth and dripping onto his shoulders.

Almost all the ogres had fallen into such a state of madness - Gurgar knew it was due to the magic in that voice - and there was only one half-conscious person left in the entire chamber - Gul'dan, and one of his own heads.

"No, Great Lord! Ever since the fall of the Draenei city, I've wanted to see you! It's just that I haven't gotten a response from you...... I ......" Gugar decided to retract his judgment - Gul'dan was clearly not awake either, for he was pounding his head desperately against the hard stone slab, making a "thump" sound, and it was obvious that red blood was oozing from his forehead and flowing on the bluestone slab entwined with seaweed and floating algae - just looking at it hurt Gugar.

"You mean to say...... Blame me? The voice asked narrowly.

"No, no, no...... I didn't mean that, Lord......" Gul'dan began to stutter - this was rare for him, both as a shaman and as a warlock, he needed to be skilled in the use of various spells, stammering, but his worst enemy when casting spells.

"But Gul'dan, do you think I don't know anything you've done?" The tone of the voice was mocking.

"No, no, no, of course you know, you are an all-knowing, all-powerful, all-powerful one, I ......," Gul'dan replied in a panic.

"Save it, Gul'dan, do you think I'll forget your betrayal of me?" The voice suddenly became stern, and the previous drizzle suddenly turned into a violent wind and waves, and even Gugal, who was not in the center of the storm, was frightened for a moment.

"I ...... Great Lord, I betrayed you in time? I have always been loyal to you, I ......" Gul'dan confessed, but for some reason he stopped talking, just desperately slammed his head to the ground with a "thump" sound.

"Enough, Gul'dan, stop quibbling. Don't you understand? If I hadn't been watching you, why would I be here? Actually, I just wanted to see what you looked like before you died, and nothing could make me happier than seeing the tragic end of a traitor with my own eyes. The voice said.

"Great Lord! Please! Great Lord! Guldan's voice was full of desolation, and the sound and movement of his kowtow became louder, "Great Lord, I know that I am wrong, I should not be tempted by that power, I ...... For the sake of my service to you, save me! ”

Despite having concocted and experienced countless deaths with his own hands, it is clear that Gul'dan did not want to die; It was the same with Gugar, and after listening to Gul'dan's account just now, he roughly guessed which being this voice was coming from.

Gulgar also knelt down like Gul'dan and began to prostrate; The head on the left reverently knocked blood out of its forehead, while the head on the right, although still in a state of dementia, did not affect the violent impact between this head and the bluestone slab - all in all, the scene when the two-headed ogre kowtowed was simply ...... It's so funny.

Apparently the voice, or rather the "being", thought so too, and he let out a chuckle: "What a funny, Gul'dan, the servant you found is so interesting...... Get up, you two. ”

Without speaking—neither head—Gugal got up.

Gul'dan hesitated, and cautiously raised his head to look overhead illuminated by the fireball—even though there was nothing there, Gul'dan hesitated to ask, "What about ......me, Great Lord?" Have you promised to forgive me? ”

"I say, get up." Gul'dan heard the impatience and seriousness of the voice, and without daring to say a word more, he crawled up from the ground, stood on his hands, and lowered his head deeply—his cloak had gotten somewhere, perhaps lost when he was attacked by the shadow demon—which made him look as if he were dozens of years older than before.1 Gul'dan could still recall how energetic Gul'dan had been when he first entered the temple.

"Actually, I was wrong, Gul'dan. Sargeras did lie to you. Again, the voice spoke in astonishment.

Gul'dan still bowed his head respectfully from the previous lesson, not daring to say a word - the spells that had once made him the way to survive were now useless, and he knew that if he wanted to survive, he would have to rely on his former master, who had abandoned him once in Draenor, but now, this was his only hope.

"I think you understand, both for Sargeras and for me, Gul'dan, that you are not even as small as an ant." The voice continued, "You are still able to or because we think you are still useful. I hope that after this experience, you will be able to put away your humble ambition a little bit, and let me see a little bit of ...... Loyal, you won't let me down, will you? ”

"Yes, yes, I will be loyal to you, and there will be no more disobedience, great lord, please believe me!" Seeing that there was a drama in getting out of the predicament, Guldan hurriedly expressed his loyalty.

"It doesn't matter if I don't believe you, Gul'dan. Actually, I didn't come here of my own free will. The voice continued.

Not voluntary? - Both Gul'dan and Gurgar were stunned for a moment - could anyone force this being to do something he didn't want to do?

As if able to see through Gul'dan and Gurjar's thoughts, the voice chuckled lightly, and then said, "It's not what you think, it's just ...... All in all, Gul'dan you have made a contribution this time, and I can count as a reward for my master, after all, you have also done Sargeras a favor, and it is not good for you to die here like this. ”

"That'...... The ......" Guldan's voice suddenly rose high, and in his panic he even bit his own lip, "That's not ...... How could it be ......"

The voice snorted, "That's the great Lord Sargeras, how could he be so easily buried in such a place...... The pantheon took tens of thousands of years?