"What? Sylvanas is back?"
Garrosh immediately realized something was wrong and quickly dropped to the ground. An arrow grazed his scalp, drawing a spray of blood.
The specially made arrow was coated with corrosive and paralyzing poison. Garrosh felt weak all over, his limbs were sore, and all his beautiful hair fell out.
Thrall strode in, followed by Jaina, Sylvanas, Rhonin, and others.
Thrall grinned maliciously at Garrosh: "I remember I used to have a dog. Look at you, you look just like that dog. What was its name?"
Jaina smiled maliciously, "All you need to do is put a dog collar on him, just like the one on that dog before."
Garrosh weakly raised his head and said fiercely:
"Thrall, you're still alive? What, you want to compete with me for the Warchief position? Times have changed, your lies are outdated. Orgrimmar now belongs to me."
Thrall laughed heartily, "Garrosh, you are now in my hands. Everything you have will belong to me, including your fiancée Agna."
Agna, the most beautiful woman in Azeroth, wore a white wedding dress that perfectly accentuated her curvaceous figure. Her large eyes widened as she stared at everything in fear, like a frightened little animal.
Thrall looked Agna up and down, then smiled maliciously, "Garrosh, you've prepared a grand wedding for me, and I'm especially pleased with the bride's beauty."
Garrosh gritted his teeth in hatred. "Thrall, you won't get away with this. You can't shake my love for Agna. We are true love."
Thrall approached Agna, exhaling a foul stench. "Beautiful girl, would you rather marry this worthless piece of trash on the ground, or the great Savior, the Orcs' greatest hero?"
Agna quickly dropped her feigned fear, adopting an arrogant demeanor, and said Pride, "I am the most beautiful Orcs, and only the strongest Orcs is worthy to be my mate."
"A clever woman." Thrall glanced at the disgruntled Garrosh. "Sylvanas, it's your turn to perform."
Sylvanas said expressionlessly, "I will turn Garrosh into Forsaken, so that he will be completely undetectable from the outside. From now on, he will be a puppet."
Thrall smiled with satisfaction, "Excellent, I've gained another dog from the Grommash Hellscream family."
Garrosh, without changing his expression, lay prostrate on the ground and chuckled:
"Yes, Thrall, I was careless, but did you think I was unprepared? Thrall, I swear, as long as I live, you will never set foot in Orgrimmar."
Garrosh's body suddenly turned a mysterious deep blue, his form became increasingly blurry, and finally he vanished as bubbles.
"Jaina?" Thrall demanded angrily.
Jaina shrugged innocently and said, "I've imprisoned the surrounding space. It's an unknown teleportation spell, outside the scope of magic I'm familiar with."
Thrall sat angrily in Garrosh's seat, eating the Tauren meat on the table, his eyes darting around as he said worriedly, "Garrosh has escaped. What awaits us is a hundred thousand Orcs. We don't have much time left."
Sylvanas sighed deeply, saying with great reluctance, "It seems we have no choice but to activate the backup plan."
Thrall slammed his fist on the table and said angrily:
"Damn it, the more people participate, the less each of us gets. It seems this is the only way. At least we didn't come away empty-handed."
Thrall glanced at Cairne Bloodhoof with ill intent, then looked at Rokhan:
"I am here to marry Agna. This is the wedding of the great Savior, the greatest wedding in the history of Azeroth. What gifts have you prepared?"
Cairne Bloodhoof said obsequiously, "Great Savior Thrall, Thunder Bluff has already prepared five thousand strong Tauren."
Thrall shook his head and said viciously, "I need fifty thousand strong Tauren. If I lose even one, I'll storm Thunder Bluff and turn your head into a chamber pot."
Cairne Bloodhoof was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and hurriedly kowtowed to Thrall.
Rokhan, standing to the side, felt his legs go weak and his back was covered in sweat. Thrall calmly said, "Rokhan, I've always admired you, so I won't make things difficult for you. Just kill that tortoise Loa and extract its divine essence; I have a great use for it. I also need two Loas. You shouldn't disappoint me, will you?"
Rokhan wiped the sweat from his brow and said, trembling, "I will, I will definitely complete it."
Blood Elf Regent Lor'themar Theron stood to the side, blinking nervously, barely daring to breathe. Strangely, both Garrosh and Thrall ignored him.
Thrall calmly replied, "This wedding is a perfect excuse. Send messages to the four Dragonflights and the Night Elves, informing them of my plan. If they wish to participate and gain immortality, they must all attend my wedding."
Wyrmrest Temple.
Alexstrasza, the Red Dragon Queen, held the invitation letter sent by Thrall and roared angrily:
"That damned Orcs actually dared to attempt to destroy Azeroth and repair Outland! If Azeroth is destroyed, what meaning will I, as Dragon Aspects, have for my existence?"
The Dragon Mage Krasus asked in a low voice, "Queen, should we refuse or agree?"
The Red Dragon Queen glanced down at Krasus: "I'd like to hear your advice."
Krasus, having traveled throughout Azeroth for many years and accumulated considerable experience, confidently stated, "Your Majesty, in my opinion, refusing Thrall would likely offend the two Guardians. It would be better to participate directly. This matter is not so easy to accomplish. If we succeed by chance, we will share the spoils; if we fail, we will suffer no loss."
The Red Dragon Queen smiled, her eyes crinkling, and shook her enormous dragon head.
"Excellent, just what I wanted. I will protect Thrall's safety in the conflict between Garrosh and Thrall, and let Thrall worry about the rest. I will not lift a finger to help."
The Caverns of Time.
Thrall's letter reached Anachronos, who, despite being the son of Garrosh Bronze Dragon Aspect Nozdormu, was unable to make a decision and hesitated between Thrall and Anachronos.
A massive portal appeared, and the Bronze Dragon Aspect Nozdormu laboriously stepped through it.
Nozdormu had been missing for many years. Anachronos, gazing at the Bronze Dragon Aspect who had appeared from across time, growled uneasily, "Father, what is this?"
"Is this the future that determines my life or death?" Nozdormu gazed at his most powerful child. "Anachronos, what major events have occurred recently?"
Anachronos carefully presented Thrall's letter. Nozdormu read it and immediately beamed with joy, "Haha, excellent! This is indeed the future I have placed high hopes on!"
The letter intended for the Blue Dragonflight failed to reach the Nexus and fell into Kalecgos's hands. This weak Blue Dragonflight was naturally chosen as the representative of the Blue Dragonflight to attend Thrall's wedding.