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"We're trying to figure out how to lift that out of the water." Gul'dan replied.

"Can this be done? That place must be huge! The head to the left of Gugar had a questioning look on his face - if it was as Gul'dan had described before, that place would ...... It should be at least a few hundred meters square.

"It's hard; If the previous Shadow Council were still around, I was confident that it would be possible; But now they're all dead at Orgrim's hands. But I still have to give it a try, which is why I need Grom to kill as many orcs as possible and use their souls to give us mana. Gul'dan explained to Gugal.

"I see...... So Guldan, how long will it be before we get there? Gugar asked.

"Soon, soon, Gugal, don't be in a hurry...... When we find the power that 'he' promised, both worlds will tremble in my shadow, whether it's Azeroth or Draenor, and we can even look a little further afield, and in the endless void, there are more worlds waiting to surrender to me......" Gul'dan's voice grew quieter, as if he had indulged in the pleasure of ruling countless worlds.

That "he" ...... Listening to Gul'dan's words, even the head of Gugar, who was already seasick, subconsciously shuddered - although the guy had disappeared for a long time, Gul'dan and Gugar were still not used to mentioning his name in their conversations, because ......

If Gul'dan only imagined that he could rule over countless worlds, that "he" was a powerful being who had truly destroyed countless worlds! As soon as he thought about this, Gugal was a little worried about the future of their trip - will it all go well? Will Grom and Zuherd's fleet catch up? Will those traps and misleading obstacles laid by Gul'dan work? Will there be a powerful guard in that place where mysterious power is buried? - All this worries Gugar.

As it turned out, Gugal's fears did not make any sense. Grom and Zuhd had no intention of chasing them, and Gul'dan's fleet, after nearly a month of wandering the sea, the first and most brilliant warlock among the orcs, finally discovered the legendary location.

Gul'dan leaned out of the bow of the ship and sniffed the sea air. He closed his eyes, using his own mystical perception to search for the powerful aura. Almost instantly, he felt the pungent smell of fresh blood, so powerful that Gul'dan's skin tingled and his hair crackled.

"Stop!" He shouted, and the clan members sitting behind him stopped rowing. The boat quickly slowed down and came to a quiet stop on the water, and Gul'dan laughed. "We're here." He announced.

"But—but there's nothing here." An orc named Draxul from his own tyrannical clan asked. Gul'dan turned and opened his eyes, staring at the young orc warlock.

"Nothing?" He smiled. "Do you think we're going to tie you up in chains and throw you to the bottom of the ocean to see if there's one, or do you just sit here and believe I know what I'm doing?" Draxur stepped aside and stammered an apology, though Gul'dan had completely ignored his presence. He looked at the boats parked nearby, and his men were standing near the bow of the ship looking this way.

"Notify the others." Gul'dan said to Gugal. "We're going to start right away. I can't wait. ”

The two-headed ogre nodded, giving orders to his ship's men, and then relaying orders to the other ships. They threw ropes at them, some grasping them to move slowly, others using the rope to guide themselves in the direction while swimming, depending on their own abilities and how comfortable they were with the water. Soon Gul'dan's men boarded Guldan's ship.

"The place we were looking for, an ancient temple, was just below us." As all his warlocks gathered on the deck in front of him, Gul'dan began to explain.

"Of course, we can dive down there, but I don't know how deep it is. And the darkness and cold below are not to my liking. A strange smile appeared on the corner of Gul'dan's mouth. Instead, we will lift the island in its entirety and let the temple come to us on its own. ”

"Can we do it?" A new ogre asked.

"Absolutely." Gul'dan replied. "Not long ago in our homeland, we orcs lifted up another continent, a volcano in the Valley of Shadowmoon. I was in charge of the Shadow Council, and now I'm in command of you. He waited for any other questions or objections, but no one did. He nodded, well, these subordinates were stupid but more obedient, and he was satisfied with the latter, even though the former sounded a little regretful.

"When are we going to start?" Gugar finally asked.

"It's now." Gul'dan replied. "Why wait?" He turned and pointed in the direction of the ship's railing, and his assistants began to surround him. Then he closed his eyes and began to approach the power he felt below. It was easy to catch, and as he gripped the force, Gul'dan began to pull hard.

The power was so powerful that after only a few seconds, Gul'dan felt that all the strength in his body had been used up.

"Soul Stone, Gugar! Do you want me to be sucked to? Gul'dan shouted—he still hadn't opened his eyes.

Gugar kept pulling out some green stones from a large leather pouch, which were the soul stones they had been preparing for a long time. At the same time, Gul'dan extended his consciousness and cast mana on the energy that surrounded him, bringing these soul powers together. The surrounding sky began to darken, and the nearby water became turbulent.

"I got it." He gritted his teeth and said to the people near him. "Track my mana and you'll feel just like your own. Pour your own mana into the energy body I have constructed and pull up with me! Now is the time! ”

He could feel Gugar and the others pumping their power into his own. The sky turned crimson, thunder rumbled like a rainstorm was coming, and huge waves crashed against their ship. The heavy pull he had felt before had also become much lighter.

However, the task is still not easy at all, but it is not as torturous as before. Each pull made their magic array stronger, and the grip that Gul'dan applied to the source of power became stronger than the grip he used around him, and the water around the ship was undulating, and the ship shook violently, but the orcs and ogres still stood firmly.

Hours passed quickly, and the warriors, who were desperately wrestling with the forces of nature, remained motionless. The waves stirred up by the sea soaked the bodies of these warriors, the thunder was deafening, and the lightning that fell almost blinded people.

The ships swayed wildly, and the goblin sailors on board, clutching their oars to hold their positions, watched in horror at the orcs and ogres who seemed to be performing some strange ritual—they wanted to escape, but they did not dare to sail; And without a ship, where can they flee in the middle of the ocean?

So the little men shrank in the corner of the deck with their heads in their hands, shivering—while Gul'dan and the warlocks held on to their posts even as the ship swayed violently.

After a while, a stream of flames and smoke erupted from the water not far from the bow of the ship, and the air was filled with smoke and dust.

Through the sand and steam, you can see that something is coming out of the water, like a chicken's mouth that has pecked through its own eggshell.

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