Chapter 213: The Second Forced Palace and the Petition for Nomination

Elisandre's "evil" plan continues, and the second round of forcing the palace soon arrives.

The soldiers of the Holy Cult Army also returned to the Shadowmoon Valley region with two Margolon giants.

The world of Draenor does not have the pre-destruction Margolon Giants, which are very different from the Goron Giants in the shattered Outlands.

The Draenor giants are known as the Margolons, and they are powerful forms of the Golon giants before they degenerated, and their tall bodies are covered with energy patterns of various colors, from red magma to earthy yellow earth, and blue wind and thunder elements.

Each Margolon was born with a color of energy runes, corresponding to the elemental power he could wield, and was much stronger than the degraded Golon giants, who could only rely on brute force and strong flesh to fight.

Leader of the Holy Cult, the Demon Swordsman Landus stabbed Grull and Dover the Destroyer, forcing the two Margolon giants to their knees.

"Kneel, kneel to your master! You foolish giants, face the gods, face the gods of the eternal night, always be full of respect and respect!"

She watched with satisfaction as the two Margolon giants slowly fell to their knees in fear, and then led the Holy Cult Army to cheer together.

"The Sacred Army of Truth presents two Margolon giants to the Eternal Night God Emperor as a gift for the Divine Lord's ascension to the throne!" Landus shouted, and fell to his knees reverently.

"For the sake of the God Emperor! The Night Empire will prosper forever!"

I don't know if it's a coincidence or premeditated, the orc buddies of the Iron Tribe are also stuck back, but their team is much larger.

Countless orc captives were chained and roughly dragged forward in the ranks.

In particular, the Broken Hand clan of Kargas, who had captured a large number of Nagrand's hanging mallet ogres, according to them, were going to take them back and throw them into the Broken Hand Arena, so that these ogres would forever become gladiators for their amusement.

Feng Shui takes turns, and this year at my house, you Hanggale Ogre used us as slave gladiators, and now it's time for you to experience it for yourself.

The expeditionary force of the new horde was led by the Nazgorin Overseers, and their gains were not small.

A large circle around the Nagrand Savannah and Frostfire Ridge has gathered many shamans who have taken refuge in the wilderness or in the forests, unwilling to accept the corruption of evil powers, and a few small orc clans.

The Maghan clan who joined the new tribe was naturally the biggest gain of this trip, and when they returned to the world of Azeroth, Orgrimmar City would surely be much more lively in an instant.

"The Iron Tribe supports the Divine Venerable to become the Eternal Night God Emperor, and the Iron Tribe is willing to join the Dawn Army and become the Sword of the God Emperor!"

Death Knight Kargas* Blade Fist then raised the sharp blade fist of his right arm and roared loudly.

"The new tribe supports the Lord Divine Deity to lead the Night Empire, and the new tribe will become a strong friend with the Night Empire. Overseer Nazgorin pondered, then shouted along with Kargas.

As the only neighbor of the new tribe, the Night Elves are a behemoth, and it would be good for the new tribe if the Titan god Sarodar became the dictatorial Emperor of the Night.

After all, the Titan God Venerable does not have any ill feelings and discrimination against orcs, so under the influence of the Titan's words and deeds, although the Night Elves belong to the alliance camp, they have always been friendly and communicate with the new tribe.

If the Night Four's Council continues to govern, and the Titan Gods no longer care about mortal affairs, then maybe one day, those Night Elves will change their attitude towards the new tribe.

Heaven and earth can be seen, but in the Night Elf Race, there has always been a group of people who hate orcs, and there are quite a few of them, and the new tribe calls them staunch unionists.

Therefore, the new tribe naturally fully supported the Titan Divine Deity for imperial dictatorship.

Seeing this, Magister Aitaeus instantly understood that this was Lord Elisander's second plan, so he immediately beckoned the Night Elves and the High Elves to join in once again.

"Divine Lord, this is the return of all people! Even the human dwarves, dwarves, dwarfs, and orcs support you, this is the destiny of heaven!"

Aitaus thought back to the lines that Elisandr had taught him, and he had heard that this was the way the panda people of Pandalia had expressed it, and the Divine Lord liked to hear it.

I have to say that Ellie Sander has a very good set of figuring out people's hearts, she knows exactly what the Titan gods like to hear and see, and she prescribes the right medicine, the effect is remarkable, and the status of the eldest wife and housekeeper is as stable as Mount Tai.

Boss Hu was a little crying and laughing, it seems that Ellie Sander, the chief wife, has indeed made a huge preparation in order to be able to control the night elves, and now even the pandaman-style words have been moved out.

With the current situation, and the aftermath of the ongoing purge, the Night Elves becoming an imperial system are basically no big problem.

But ... Three words, don't you understand three words, young man!

"I've already said it, I'll talk about it when I go back, it's a big matter that concerns the whole race, and I need to hear the voice of the people. Boss Hu replied a little hypocritically, and he blushed a little when he said it.

But it can't be helped, people live in the world, and sometimes you just have to be hypocritical, even if everyone knows that it's a foregone conclusion.

As the saying goes, people want faces and bark, even if you are a Titan god, then you have to accumulate some virtue for yourself.

As for the voice of the people ... Well, the entire Night Elf clan has been purged of fanatical and pious fanaticism, and you want to hear opposition?

So this second round of forcing the palace was pressed down again.

With only one day to go before the scheduled return date, the Warlocks of the Black Scythe Council and the Socresa Legion finally returned on time.

The black hand's huge hideous head hung on Retson's waist, and the orc warlock still held a huge black soul stone in his hand, and the soul of the black hand was churning and struggling in it.

Behind the Warlocks of the Black Scythe Council was a long line of imprisoned orc warlocks, all of whom were the remnants of the surviving members of the Shadow Council, and their heads hung down at the moment, apparently tortured.

Socressan's tall, scarlet-skinned Ereda body followed, a chain of evil energy in its claws, which made a snapping sound every now and then.

When Boss Hu saw the rickety figure chained, his eyes suddenly widened.

Guldan!

Socresa actually captured Gul'dan alive!

This young man's name is really high-quality, and he knows who is the big fish in the entire Draenor world, so he went straight to this big fish, and the other small fish and shrimp were completely disdainful.

Although it is a parallel Gul'dan of the wrong timeline, and he does not have the support of the Burning Legion, he is also the grandfather of the Warlock, so it is still quite useful.