Varian transformed into a green, eight-legged spider who specialized in mining.
After taking the gray pill, Varian ended up looking like this, and no one present found it strange that this was such a peculiar alchemical potion.
Just like Rhonin and Jaina, they already knew about the existence of this potion.
In fact, this technology is a key project that Dalaran working on, but it has not been widely adopted because there are still many side effects that have not been resolved.
Aegwynn, who was presiding over the ceremony, opened a Portal directly on the crystal ball, and the eight-legged spider crossed space and appeared inside the Violet Citadel in Dalaran.
"King Varian, are you alright?" Rhonin asked tentatively.
Unfortunately, Varian had long forgotten everything. He walked on four legs, wielding a mining pickaxe, his eight eyes constantly darting around, searching for ore.
Finally, Varian set his sights on the gem on Jaina's staff, brandishing his pickaxe and charging towards her, startling Jaina so much that she quickly Blink to the side.
Varian uttered only one sound:
"Mining, mining, more ore."
Aegwynn glanced at Varian and remarked, "That's a really good potion."
Thrall immediately flattered, "My Guardian, Dalaran is working tirelessly to develop this potion. There are dedicated herbalists, miners, and even herders who cultivate crops. If the research is successful, humans will work for the Orcs around the clock."
Rhonin was a little disappointed. This was a great opportunity to curry favor with the former Guardian, but Thrall beat him to it.
Aegwynn said with a serious expression:
"Humans are lazy creatures, lacking ambition and fond of shirking their duties. If this potion succeeds, that would be wonderful; the Kingdom of Stormwind will become incredibly powerful."
Thrall seized the opportunity to slander. "Unfortunately, the mages of Dalaran are deliberately negligent, and the potions have many side effects that remain unresolved. Every day of delay brings Azeroth one step closer to destruction; it's truly an unforgivable sin."
Rhonin was terrified and immediately knelt before Aegwynn, begging for forgiveness.
Aegwynn didn't make things difficult for Rhonin. As Archmage, she knew all too well how difficult it was to research a new alchemical potion. She waved for Rhonin to rise and calmly said:
"But Varian is a King. Only in the position of King can he better serve the Orcs. Rhonin, do you have a way to restore him to his former state?"
Rhonin shook his head with a bitter expression. Aegwynn then looked at Jaina, Jaina also shook her head.
The gray pill can turn humans into mining spiders, but turning them back is extremely difficult; neither Rhonin nor Jaina could do it.
Aegwynn said with great enthusiasm:
"Actually, it's not as difficult as you think. This Zombie Potion is much less powerful than the Plague. I have two alchemical recipes: one for Varian to take internally, and one for a medicinal bath to neutralize the toxins in his body. He'll recover quickly."
Aegwynn took out two alchemy recipes and handed them to Rhonin. Although they used some extremely precious herbs and were very difficult to refine, the price was worth it compared to rescuing King Varian.
Having successfully found Varian, Aegwynn felt somewhat tired and, without staying in Dalaran, immediately opened Portal back to Theramore.
Seeing Varian's appearance, Vol'jin stood to the side, lost in thought.
Rhonin ordered the Dalaran Mages to collect the herbs listed in the recipe, and discussed the process and details of brewing the potion with Jaina and other Archmages. Everyone was busy.
Thrall, having nothing to do, casually grabbed a Dalaran Mages for dinner and returned to his room to eat. Vol'jin took the opportunity to request an audience with Thrall.
With a fawning expression, Vol'jin whispered, "My Lord Savior, do you remember that ancestral recipe you obtained from Zul'Gurub? The main ingredient is the essence of the King's Spider."
Upon hearing this, Thrall flew into a rage, slammed his fist on the table, and roared:
"Vol'jin, are you making fun of me? To obtain that magical potion, I first incited adventurers to attack Zul'Gurub, then sent a large army on an expedition to the Hinterlands, annihilating the Spider God of the Witherbark Trolls. I finally managed to concoct the potion, only to have it almost poison me to death."
Vol'jin looked embarrassed and cautiously explained:
"My Lord Savior, that formula is said to be a secret court recipe from the time of Emperor Archaeus ten thousand years ago. Emperor Archaeus was incredibly powerful, comparable to the Highfather Aman'Thul, so it shouldn't have been ineffective. I suspect the problem lies with the medicine itself. The formula says the main ingredient is the King's Spider, but we've mistaken it for the Spider God."
After hearing this, Thrall asked, puzzled, "Then what exactly is the King's Spider?"
Vol'jin whispered:
"At first, I didn't understand either, until today when I saw King Varian. Varian is a king, and now he has turned into a spider. Isn't he the King's Spider?"
Thrall's eyes darted around, and he nodded. "What you said makes a lot of sense. If we use Varian as the main medicine, is it possible to cure my hidden ailment?"
Vol'jin's lips curled into a sly glint.
"My Savior, how will we know if we don't try?"
Thrall pondered for a long time, then said with concern:
"But now the Alliance's 100,000-strong army is poised to march, and Varian is needed to step forward and take charge. If we use Varian's potions without authorization, the Emissary will surely blame us."
Vol'jin adopted a fawning expression and cleverly said:
"My Lord Savior, what's so difficult about that? There are plenty of Argent Crusade's spider miners, and they all look the same. We can just pick one to replace Varian, and who will be able to tell them apart?"
After listening for a moment, Thrall smiled broadly and said:
"Vol'jin, you've got it! Let's get started."
Thrall Faction a trusted confidant to retrieve a mining spider from the Argent Crusade's mines. Varian was imprisoned in the basement of Dalaran, but the Guards were all Orcs.
Thrall replaced all the Guards with his own men, citing their incompetence, and thus Varian was replaced without anyone noticing.
Vol'jin found a secret laboratory in Dalaran, cut off Varian's eight legs, and steamed his body in a large pot to extract the essence.
Rhonin stayed up for three days and three nights straight, and finally succeeded in refining the potion.
Inside Violet Citadel, in front of everyone, Rhonin first gave the mining spider an oral dose, then brewed a large pot of strong medicine, which he poured into a wooden barrel after it cooled.
Several Orcs lifted the mining spider and placed it into a wooden barrel. Under everyone's watchful eyes, the water in the barrel became increasingly murky. After the water was changed three times, the spider gradually transformed into a human man as its muscles continued to twitch.
This was a handsome young human, with eyes like stars and long, soft golden hair draped over his shoulders, gazing around in a daze.
Rhonin was puzzled. Could it be that Aegwynn's potion had a cosmetic effect? Jaina, standing beside him, had stars in her eyes and secretly admired what a handsome young man he was.
"King Varian, do you remember me?" Rhonin asked as he stepped forward.
The human youth shook his head and said, "I am not King Varian. My name is Daolin Grace, a candidate for the Argent Crusade."
Could there be a mistake?
Rhonin and Jaina exchanged glances, and at the same time, the same thought came to them: the Bloodline Tracking Spell of the former Guardians was unreliable.
But you absolutely cannot say that Aegwynn was wrong. How could the Guardian make a mistake? To even have such a thought is wrong; it's utterly rebellious and intolerable.
"No, you are King Varian Wrynn," Jaina affirmed.