Throughout the entire history of Azeroth, no one is greater than the Beast Emperor.
He deprived everyone of their right to live; his selfishness had reached its peak.
Although he was extremely unwilling to admit defeat, Thrall still said enviously:
"That's how a great hero should be; I wish I could take his place."
Jaina smiled slightly and said, "Thrall, your chance has come. The Beast Emperor has designated you as his successor, which is why we've brought you here."
"What, the heir?"
Thrall was almost overwhelmed by the surprise he was experiencing.
Baine said in a low voice, "The Beast Emperor is in poor condition and doesn't have much time left. He resurrected us and gave us complete bodies so that you could inherit the throne."
Thrall beamed. "The Beast Emperor certainly has a good eye."
At this moment, Jaina had already prepared the Portal. Baine guided the Thrall containing Thrall into the Portal, and Jaina activated the teleportation.
Once Thrall calmed down, he felt uneasy: if they were asking him to inherit the throne, why treat him like a prisoner? This was definitely not normal.
"Are these guys lying?"
Thrall was suspicious and secretly felt that this matter was not simple.
This was a teleportation spell Thrall had never seen before. The five of them flew rapidly through the dark passage. They were so fast that everything around them was indistinct, turning into streaks of light.
Thrall, being Shaman, could not sense any Elemental Power, clearly indicating that this was a teleportation spell of unknown origin.
Suddenly, a flash of light appeared, and a monster resembling an octopus appeared nearby. Its body was as large as Castle, and countless tentacles shone with silver light. One of the tentacles coiled towards Thrall.
"Damn it, it's the Splitters. We can't let Thrall fall into their hands."
Sylvanas roared and immediately responded, firing a golden arrow that severed Thrall's tentacle.
The octopus monster, known as the "Splitter," winced in pain and made a rumbling sound.
"Thrall, don't go with them, they're deceiving you."
The voice was strangely familiar; it was Eitrigg.
At this moment, Thrall had already left the teleportation portal, Jaina used Mage Hand in time, sending a purple, semi-transparent hand close to Thrall.
In that instant, countless thoughts flashed through Thrall's mind.
"The Unique Beast King slaughters all living beings without a shred of mercy. Why would he need a successor? If I were the Beast Emperor, I wouldn't care about the destruction of Azeroth after my death."
Realizing this, Thrall finally understood. He struggled desperately, and the bubble enveloping him was affected, moving him closer to the silver octopus monster.
"No!" Jaina cried out in anguish.
The Splitter extended a tentacle, entangled Thrall's bubble, and dragged it into the endless darkness around it. By the silver light of the Splitter Beast, Thrall witnessed countless magnificent colors.
The surroundings were filled with all sorts of indescribable things, the most numerous of which were flat, round objects larger than Orgrimmar, densely packed together and connected by various pipes.
The Splitter stopped beside a flat, round object. A channel appeared in the sphere, Thrall was sent into it. The bubble that had been enveloping him disappeared, and he was finally able to breathe freely.
The Splitter was attached to the flat, round object, from which emerged an Orcs —Eitrigg.
Eitrigg stroked his sharp fangs and patted Thrall on the shoulder, saying:
"Finally, you've arrived, my great Savior."
"Savior?"
What a familiar title! It reminded Thrall of his days of immense power, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia. Eitrigg led Thrall into the passage, where a great city appeared before them.
Orgrimmar City.
Thrall was dumbfounded; he never imagined that a city was hidden inside the flat, round object.
Eitrigg remarked, "There's no Orgrimmar in this Timeline. We built this city based on your hometown. I wonder if the Savior is satisfied."
"Satisfied, of course I'm satisfied," Thrall grinned maliciously.
The streets were bustling with people, and among them were several guards whose faces Thrall recognized. For a moment, Thrall thought he had truly returned to Orgrimmar.
"If I can even copy my guards, why can't I copy Garrosh? I want to torment him day and night to vent my anger."
Eitrigg shrugged and shook his head. "These are just soulless zombies. In our Timeline, there is no Garrosh; Grom Hellscream only has two daughters."
Upon closer inspection of the Orcs walking on the street, as well as the fully armed soldiers, Thrall was indeed met with blank expressions and movements as erratic as puppets, which left Thrall somewhat disappointed.
"Who exactly is the Unique Beast? They say he's someone I know, about my age," Thrall asked.
Eitrigg's face turned pale. "We can't reveal his real name, or it will attract a large number of Devourers, and the entire city will be destroyed."
Inside the chieftain's tent in the Valley of Strength, a guard brought in food—surprisingly, Thrall's favorite Tauren meat and Pandaren meat. Thrall ate while asking:
"So, where are we? In Parallel Worlds, Azeroth."
Eitrigg's gaze sharpened, and he said solemnly, "We are inside the Beast Emperor."
"What, inside the body?" Thrall was so shocked he almost fell to the ground.
Eitrigg pointed to the meat on the plate. "Strictly speaking, what you're eating is the flesh of the Beast Emperor. We transformed it in some way, so it tastes the same as Tauren meat. The Beast Emperor devoured the power of the Void, becoming larger than Azeroth."
"I do know that." Thrall bit into a piece of Tauren meat, as if tearing at the Beast Emperor: "But wasn't the Beast Emperor defeated? Why didn't Elune kill him?"
Eitrigg said uncertainly, "There are rumors that Elune is seriously injured and in a very bad situation, so she activated the End Time to conduct the Doomsday Judgment, which is actually devouring souls to heal her injuries. The Beast Emperor's injuries are even more severe, and he is on the verge of death, which is why he is so eager to find you."
Thrall was stunned. Could it be that inheriting the throne was true? Had he made a fool of himself?
Eitrigg understood immediately from Thrall's expression. "There's no such thing as inheriting the throne. Rumor has it that the Beast Emperor needs you only because you're his medicine."
"Medicine?" Thrall felt a chill run down his spine.
Eitrigg continued, "As long as we devour you, the Beast Emperor can quickly recover from his injuries. To be honest, we don't know the principle behind it, but we can't let the Beast Emperor recover."
Thrall ate a few bites of meat and asked curiously, "I don't understand why Elune allowed the Beast Emperor to grow up; he lived for a full 28 billion years."
Eitrigg said with a grim face, "Because it was Elune secretly helped him, though of course we don't know Elune's true purpose."
Thrall's eyes widened, and he asked fiercely, "Who are you?"
Eitrigg lowered his eyes and let out a long sigh:
"The Beast Emperor unified Azeroth and became the Unique Beast, but this was not the end, but the beginning. After his body expanded violently, the Humans was born within him, waging a war for survival that lasted for over 20 billion years, with countless deaths and injuries."
Thrall's mind went blank, as if he had touched upon some unbelievable truth.
Eitrigg looked directly into Thrall's eyes. "This should have been your Destiny. You should have become the Beast Emperor. Perhaps that's why you are the medicine for the Beast Emperor."