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"How long have I been meditating?" In the dark palace of Sargeras, Rollin has no clear concept of time.

"Five days, user." The All-Seeing Eye replied.

I couldn't believe that I had been sitting here meditating for five days. No wonder my body is so stiff and painful.

For Rollin, who was in such a dangerous situation, time was not the most important thing. What he has to do is survive and then accomplish his goal. Thinking about it another way, it took only five days to master the method of introducing arcane energy from the outside world, which was already a perfect result.

After a short rest, Rollin loosened his hands and feet, allowing his body to regain its flexibility and vitality. At the same time, Rollin senses the arcane energy introduced into his body. These arcane energies are fully integrated into the arcane pyramid of the All-Seeing Eye.

After maintaining himself in perfect condition, Rollin continued to walk up the passage to the seventeenth floor.

The fog is filled, and evil energy surges. Rollin after stepping into the seventeenth floor. The damp mist around them came closer to Rollin's position. The tiny power of the green evil energy clinged to Rollin's robes, causing Rollin's smoothed clothes to wrinkle.

Unlike the previous floors, there are many torches burning with evil energy on the walls of this spacious floor. They bring a rare glow to this layer.

The demons of the Burning Legion never needed extra light to provide them with vision, but there is an extra light here. In order to ensure his full safety, Rollin entered the fading technique.

At this level, Luo Lin has a little more consideration.

Walking along the corridor in front of him, Rollin avoided several low-level demons. As he walked to a room that glowed green, Rollin saw an orc warlock turn from the east corner.

An orc warlock impregnated with evil powers? Rollin carefully observed the orc in front of him, and he found that this orc was very different from the orc warlock he had seen before.

Whether it was the muscles above his body or his eyes, Rollin could not detect a trace of life in these places. With shrunken muscles, hollow eyes, and demonic energy all around him, Rollin could only conclude that the orc warlock in front of him was a puppet controlled by evil energy.

Professional Magister's judgment has always been infallible, but today, Rollin's judgment was wrong.

The monstrous orc warlock walked into the room directly in front of him and struck up a conversation with another orc monster who had taken him.

They spoke the language of the Orc clan of Draenor, which Rollin didn't understand at all. But the observant Rollin saw the orc blood in the green container handed over by the two orc monsters, and Rollin smelled that the monsters whose bodies had been controlled by evil energy were carrying out a plan.

Because in the green container, the blood of these orcs, which still carries the temperature, has the breath of life.

The orc who had come around the corner took the orc's blood, and he leaned down and touched the tip of his shriveled nose against the blood. The smell of the breath of life after a long absence, made him nod in intoxication.

After completing the handover, the orc monster left the place with the blood of the orcs, and he returned the same way, disappearing from Rollin's sight.

Orc warlocks without breath of life, and orc blood with breath of life. Both of these aroused Rollin's great interest.

To clear up the confusion in front of him, Rollin followed the narrow passage by the wall to the outer edge of the room that shimmered with a dark green light.

With the help of Eagle Eye, Rollin investigates what is going on inside the house.

"Roar! Gul'dan has betrayed us, he has sent us to the grave of death, and you have to help these demons deal with us! The orc soldiers, imprisoned in a cage of demonic powers, shouted.

The orc warlock with his back bent on his back, he looked at the orc soldier who still had a fresh life, and his eyes shone with excitement.

"No, soldier. Gul'dan did not betray us, he brought us here and gave us a new power. He is a great warlock and the perfect guide for us orcs in search of power. The orc warlock, whose facial muscles were twisted, said greedily.

The orc soldier slammed into the evil cage in front of him, and his already thin shoulders were dented by the strong defenses of the evil cage.

"Crazy, you're crazy. Gul'dan does not give us strength, he is casting the shadow of death over the heads of each of us orcs. The orc soldier roared. He hoped that his cry would wake up the mad warlocks.

The orc warlock didn't pay any attention to the orc soldier's words, and he raised his hand to open the cage in front of him.

The evil energy spread, and several orc soldiers who had been enclosed in the cage walked out of the cage. After the soldiers were qualified to act, they all looked at the orcs who had just spoken.

"Calles, you should abandon Gul'dan's creed." The orc soldier clenched his fist and said.

Calles nodded, and he gestured and said, "Yes, we can give up Gul'dan." After all, he's dead now, but as orc soldiers, you continue to unleash your body and power. Blood and glory, soldiers, I need it now. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, several evil powers suddenly released from Calles' hands. The evil energy that had been extracted from Calles' body had transformed into huge palms in the air. The palms tightened into fists for the orc soldiers in front of them.

Peel off, extract! Outside, Luo Lin seemed to understand how the blood of these orcs who carried the breath of life just now came from.

Calles quickly extracted the breath of life from the orc soldiers, and soon, the bodies of the originally sturdy soldiers began to shrink, and in less than a minute, they became skinny skins.

"What a great sacrificial ritual." Calles put the condensed orc blood in his hand, which was extremely life-threatening, in the hands of the orc warlock holding the container beside him.

Outside the door, Luo Lin couldn't understand what these orcs were saying, but by observing the emotional changes on the orc's face. Rollin could see that these orc warlocks were using the blood and lives of their orc soldiers. In fact, these dead orc soldiers might as well die on the battlefield of Broken Beach than such a senseless death. At least, they were still fighting for nominal glory.

"Excuse me, Evil Controller." Rollin politely knocked on the door and walked into the room.

"Humans?" Calles said in a jerky accent.

Most orc warlocks could still understand the lingua franca of the Azeroth humans, and that was something that Rollin deserved to learn from them. At the very least, the orcs have mastered the human language, while Rollin knows nothing about the language of the orcs.

Extinguishing the arcane brilliance that enveloped him, Rollin walked out of the fading technique, and then used some of the arcane energy to completely seal the doorway behind him.

A look of surprise appeared on the outside of Calles' sunken pupils, and he took a few steps back, his hands full of demonic energy. He couldn't imagine why this magician, who could only be encountered on the continent of the Eastern Human Kingdom, appeared here.

"A juggling little chop? You have broken into here, and you humans do not deserve to covet the power contained here. Calles bared his fangs, mocking Rollin.

Without talking nonsense to Calles, Rollin directly released the Magician form, and using the mixed powerful spell impact, Rollin crushed all the weak warlocks in the room into powder.

Before he could make a move, Calles had already given up his resistance. His own evil power is completely incapable of competing with human mages.

"True strength comes from within, not from bounty and greed. Say, Warlock, what are you doing with the blood of these orcs? Rollin raised his hand, and the arcane inscription at Calles' feet shone brightly. Rollin concentrated, and he imprisoned the arcane circle, filled with nearly a hundred arcane missiles that were boosted by multi-cast mastery.

As a warlock, Calles has the same energy perception as a human mage. Although he didn't understand the use of these purple confinement circles, he could know that his life was in the hands of the human mage in front of him.

Calles was afraid of death, and the reason why he wanted more power was because he wanted to live here. Survive in this demon-infested spire.

Silence, Calles did not want to betray the powerful creature. Threatened, he chose to remain silent.

Choosing silence at the right time might be a good choice, but not right now. Rollin's indifferent look told Calles the answer.

If you don't answer, then you have to die now.

The miniature arcane matrix that imprisoned the circle lit up, and two arcane missiles pierced through Calles' body, leaving a trail of explosion on his chest.

"Ah, damn human crumbs." Calles wailed in pain.

The corners of Rollin's mouth rose slightly, and he saw fear in Calles' face. Two arcane missiles detached from the magic matrix, and Calles wailed again.

"Stop, stop, stop." Calles gasped for breath, a hint of fear in his sunken eyes.

The punishment is more cruel than that of the orcs, and humans are such cold-blooded creatures. They used such cruel methods, no worse than the punishment of the orc clan.

The eyes flashed, and the purple fluorescence was fleeting. Rollin removed the arcane confinement rune that had imprisoned Calles.

"Say, you've got the right to live again." Rollin said calmly.

Karles gasped, clutching his chest tightly and said, "It's the voice of darkness in the void, he told me to resurrect Gul'dan in this way, and use Gul'dan's power to expand the rift in the darkness. ”

The dark sound of the void? "Have you seen this demon?" Rollin asked.

Calles shook his head, and he panicked and said, "No, I've only heard voices. There was a mixture of chaos and the power that burned everything out of the voice. I couldn't resist, I had to obey. ”

From Calles's words, Rollin could already conclude that this was Sargeras.

"So it's a sacrificial ritual, and you ask for the blood of these orcs with a strong breath of life for Gul'dan's resurrection?"

Calles' tiny eyes twitched a few times, and he glanced at his fellow orcs on the ground, a low sound coming out of his throat.

"Yes, but right now, the only orc soldiers are left to keep Gul'dan alive."

With a helpless sneer, Rollin said: "I have seen the orcs after redemption, and I am shocked by his nobility and simplicity. But now I see a despicable orc like you, whose blood has become your capital for survival. ”

"Human, you have never seen such a powerful force, and you have no idea of the creatures I have faced." Calis argued.

Rollin nodded and said, "That's not a reason for you to forget your people, Warlock. ”

"No, I just want to live."

"I keep my promise." Rollin didn't kill Calles, but Rollin used arcane energy to free the caged orc soldiers.

This is a matter between orcs, and Rollin has no right to interfere.

Removing the arcane barrier, Rollin exited the room where the sacrifice was taking place. As for what the orcs were going to do, Rollin didn't want to ask.

For the orc clan, Calles is a complete disgrace. But from Rollin's point of view, Calles' cowardice and fear of death allowed Rollin to get more information about the tomb of Sargeras.

Sure enough, Sargeras took control of Gul'dan's power, with the help of his power. The Fallen Titans want to open the door to the Twisted Void once again.

Leaving the room where the orcs performed their sacrifice rituals, Rollin took advantage of the dark green lights on the walls and walked in the direction where the orc warlock had come before.

With the orc warlock leading the way, Rollin walked through the east hallway, through the narrow hallway, into the hall on the seventeenth floor.

At the end of the hall was a deep dark passageway, and through the concentration of evil energy at the entrance, Rollin concluded that this was the passage to the sixteenth floor.

Rollin saw where the entrance was, but he didn't rush through it without thinking. He was calm enough to deal with the potential threats in the spacious hall.

Just as Rollin had a premonition of threat, a dark green giant circle lit up throughout the hall as Rollin stepped by.

"How dare a creature who wields magic set foot in this territory? The flames of the Legion will consume your life, foolish Arcane Master! ”

Exactly like the circle run by the Scepter of Sargeras, the giant demon walked out of the teleportation circle with his bloated body and giant double-ended sword.

An Abyss Lord, standing proudly in front of Rollin's eyes.

"Epic demonic creatures, judging by the user's current spell power, have a win rate of more than 50%." The omniscient eye's data analysis rang in Rollin's mind. (To be continued.) )