Kil'Gardan didn't keep Neozu waiting for long, but in order to win Kil Gardan's trust and get what he wanted, Neozu really gathered all the orc tribes that were still in Draenor. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Of course, it was not a general assembly, but a gathering of powerful warriors from various tribes and lined up in the square outside their fortresses.

The setting sun shone like blood, shining on this lonely castle, pulling out a long shadow. Naozu stood on the very top floor of the fortress, where there was a huge platform.

He looked at the horizon, the sun was about to set, and the time agreed by Kil'Gardan was almost up, and Naozu's mouth curved in an arc as he looked at the orcs standing below.

"Your Excellency, have you really decided?" Grom climbed onto the top platform of the fort and glanced worriedly at Naozu.

"Grom, I'm not Gul'dan, Kil'gardan wants to use us, I'm not using him." Nao Zu glanced at the orc chieftain, "I won't push the orcs into a situation from which they will never recover, don't worry!" ”

Grom sighed, could he not be worried, after all, Gul'dan and the Black Hand had learned from the past. Besides, when these orc warriors sign a contract with the demon, they will all become slaves!

Ignoring Grom, Neozu watched intently at the horizon, waiting for the demonic messenger to arrive. Your plan must be carried out, and what you want must be obtained, even if you sacrifice some orcs, you can't shake your determination!

A small whirlpool appeared in the sky, but the whirlpool quickly grew larger and moved quickly above the fortress. The whirlpool was still growing, and Nao Zu was shocked, what kind of thing did Kil'Gardan send to himself?

Grom quickly left the fortress, and the crowd below had already begun to riot, and the panic and consternation were like a contagion, quickly spreading through the orc warrior ranks.

"Be quiet, don't be noisy!" Grom walked to the front of the group and shouted angrily.

A flash of fire suddenly flew out of the whirlpool, and a meteorite with green flames fell directly behind the fortress.

The ground shook violently, making all the orcs unsteady on their feet, and some even fell to the ground. Naozu also flew down from the fortress and landed on the spot where the meteorite fell, frowning.

The place had been knocked out of a huge crater, and the mouth of the hole emitted a green flame glow, which made people shudder.

Naozu took a few steps closer, trying to get a better look inside the pothole. Grom ran to Neozu's side, watching the pit warily.

Suddenly the ground shook again, and a long sigh came from the crater, followed by a deafening roar.

Everyone covered their ears tightly with their hands, and even this made their heads ach. It was as if the roar had pierced the eardrum and drilled straight into the head.

Naozu frowned, and took a few steps forward. At that moment, a pair of huge dark red eyes appeared on the edge of the pit, followed by the whole huge head.

Grom gasped, what an ugly head! Beneath the huge eyes, there was a huge nose like an animal, and on the bloody mouth, two huge fangs were propped out outside.

Just as the two of them were stunned, the ugly demon messenger all got out of the pit and stood up. The dark green skin was covered with scales, and it shimmered in the light of the fire. He had four legs on the lower half of his body and a long tail behind him.

Grom looked up with great difficulty, and the demon was seven or eight meters tall, with two thick arms holding a huge three-strand fork.

Everyone was dumbfounded by this demon, and if it weren't for their shamanic prophet and high chieftain in front of them, they would have fled in all directions.

"Humble mortal, I am the Warlord of the Demon Lord Kil'Gardan, and my name is Manolos!" The demon roared with its mouth wide open.

Grom frowned, this big demon's mouth stinks!

Nao Zu also frowned and said, "I am Nao Zu, and you are the one sent by Kil' Gardan to assist me?" ”

"Assistance?" As if hearing a joke, Manolos stood up with his mouth wide open, "No, on the orders of Kil'Gardan, come and lead you!" I will bring you untold power, and you will be loyal to me! ”

Naozu's heart suddenly burst into a loud voice, "Doesn't Kil'Gardan speak? What about what he promised me? What about the freedom he promised us? ”

Manolos became impatient, and casually threw a small box to Naozu, saying, "This is what you want, you can only see it alone!" Lord Kilgardan promised to give you freedom, but they! Manolos pointed at the orc warriors and continued, "They must sign a contract with me!" This is our agreement! ”

Nao Zu waved his hand irritably and said, "Whatever you want!" "I've got what I wanted, and it's normal to pay some price.

"Prepare a cauldron, I'm useful!" Manolos said.

Nao Zu randomly recruited a few warriors and asked them to prepare. Grom glanced at the archdemon and then at Neozu, and found that his attention was completely absorbed in the small box.

"My lord, is this really okay?" Grom asked worriedly. Naozu didn't hear what he was saying at all, and he didn't react at all.

Grom's brow furrowed, and he tried to call a few more times, could it be that Neozu was just a selfish evil shaman like his apprentice Gul'dan?

Just as he was about to try to call for Neozu, he looked up at Grom and said, "Alright, Grom! I heard you, and it is necessary to pay some price if you want to achieve great things. ”

Neozu looked at Grom, who was full of sorrow, and said with a twinkle in his eyes, "Don't you want to leave this abandoned world?" This world has been destroyed by Gul'dan, and we must find a place where the orcs can truly survive. Here's a way to get out and you need to do the rest! ”

Grom's eyes also lit up, as Naozu said, this world has been abandoned, and it is good to be able to leave!

"What can I do?" Grom said with a sigh.

"Go through the Dark Portal and go to Azeroth to get that traitor back for me, and then I'll tell you the rest." Nao Zu said in a deep voice.

The cauldron was ready, and Manolos was already extremely impatient, seeing that Naozu was just muttering to the orc, he roared loudly, "It's time to start!" ”

Naozu glanced at Manolos with disdain, scolded a lackey in his heart, and then said, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Pour the water in!" Manolos said, waiting for the orcs to fill the cauldron with water, and then slashed his arm with the large fork in his hand.

The green blood, full of fishy smell, slowly flowed into the water, staining the entire pot of water green.

"Let those orcs drink it, and then drink it every two days!" Manolos shook his head, then stepped aside with heavy steps.

Although the orcs were extremely reluctant, none of them opposed their shamanic prophet, but quietly scooped up the foul-smelling green water from the pot and poured it into his mouth with his eyes closed.

Neozu watched the warriors come up one by one, drank the water in the pot, nodded with satisfaction, and said to Grom: "You take some people and go to the Dark Gate, where Kierrog is already waiting, you don't have to drink the blood of Manolos!" Kilrog will show you the way to Azeroth and find the traitor! Remember, be sure to live! ”

Grom nodded, ordered a random group of soldiers, and rushed to the Dark Gate overnight to join Kilrog.

At noon the next day, the Dark Gate emitted a light that, though faint, was enough for the Grom to pass through the passage and reach Azeroth.

Grom stepped into the portal, and a few minutes later, he was in front of the dark door at the other end.

When all the soldiers he had brought with him had crossed, he suddenly raised his head and saw several thin figures not far away, wearing a shiny protective shield.