The Fel Orcs let out a painful growl, and the black mist emanating from its back condensed into a deformed monster before disappearing into a crack in the ground.
Thrall stared intently and saw that the Fel Orcs had lost its Fel power, its skin had turned brown again, and its body was limp and powerless.
Even more terrifying is that the Orcs' innate ferocity has vanished, replaced by a kind and benevolent expression.
Norushen shouted, "The light will not be tainted by you! You have accepted the judgment and proven your worth!"
The Orcs soldier, too lazy to stand up, sat on the ground and calmly said, "My mind and body are filled with peace. Thank you."
Can such Orcs still be called Orcs?
Seeing that things were going badly, Thrall secretly winked at the Ogre Jaina and led the remaining Fel Orcs to retreat.
Norushen saw through Thrall's intentions and shouted, "The corruption is spreading! It must be purified before it becomes uncontrollable! No one is allowed to leave!"
Thrall was terrified; he didn't want to become a benevolent Orcs, so he sped up and ran towards the first level.
Norushen's eyes shot out a bright light, drawing everyone in and causing them to unconsciously gather around Norushen. Ogre Jaina roared and screamed, unable to escape the light's pull.
"Your hearts are corrupted. Come, be purified before the light!" Norushen cried out.
Seeing that another Fel Orcs had fallen victim to the poison, and that it would soon be his turn, Thrall roared in fury:
"Damn Titan-forged, you forced me into this."
Thrall untied the pack from his back, and under the watchful gaze of the Ogre Jaina, a green light flashed, and the small pack unfolded into a massive Legion Portal.
A deep voice echoed from within the Portal: "Thrall, we've encountered an insurmountable enemy so quickly. All enemies will be annihilated before the Legion."
A tall figure stepped out of the Portal, with thick limbs, a huge belly, and a pair of somewhat comical little wings on his back.
The Pit Lord Magtheridon stepped out of the Portal, his small eyes narrowed as he stared at Norushen, brandishing his halberd and sneering:
"So it's another of those pesky Titan-forged. I've lost count of how many similar pieces of trash I've destroyed."
The Ogre Jaina gasped in shock. Thrall's trump card was Magtheridon. Luckily, she hadn't acted rashly.
Comparing the strength of the two sides, the Ogre Jaina felt saved; Magtheridon was clearly the stronger one.
But he quickly noticed that Thrall's expression was off, and couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Norushen met Magtheridon's gaze without flinching. "A Pit Lord, an unprecedented super-corruptor, you must be purified."
The Pit Lord, his body the size of a small mountain, swung his halberd and lunged at Norushen:
"Foolish Titan-forged, tremble before the Legion."
Norushen's eyes shone brightly as he clashed with the halberd. Magtheridon's body glowed with fire, a testament to his signature ability, Flame Nova, Fel Fire gradually spread.
Thrall, his face grave, fled to the first level. Still seemingly uneasy, he ran all the way to the ground and carefully instructed the Ogre Jaina:
"This is Garrosh's scheme. I'm worried that Magtheridon is no match for him. You stay here and guard the place; I'll go get reinforcements."
After saying this, Thrall led a small number of elite Fel Orcs away, leaving the majority of Fel Orcs Ogre Jaina.
The so-called call for reinforcements was just an excuse; Thrall must have escaped.
The Ogre Jaina was baffled; in her view, while Norushen was strong, he shouldn't be a match for Magtheridon.
Shortly after Thrall left, a massive explosion erupted within the dungeon. Magtheridon and Norushen were locked in a fierce battle, causing the dungeon to collapse. The two towering figures clashed amidst the ruins, with Magtheridon's Flame Nova burning ever brighter and gradually engulfing Norushen's body.
Just as the Ogre Jaina had predicted, Magtheridon gained an overwhelming advantage.
At this critical moment, the underground palace collapsed again, and a monster with an octopus-like head, covered with strange tentacles and huge hooks, and glowing with a deep blue light crawled out from its depths.
"This is Sha, no, it's the Sha of Pride."
The Ogre Jaina was terrified, her face drained of color. The Sha of Pride, the most mysterious of the seven Sha of Pandaria, and also the most difficult to deal with.
This was a terrifying creature that no human could possibly contend with. As the Sha of Pride appeared, the Pit Lord Magtheridon's body began to tremble.
"Come, little Pit Lord, submit to your pride, and let me see just how powerful you are." The tentacles of the Sha of Pride were glowing, and with a deep roar, Magtheridon's body swayed, as if he couldn't help but prostrate himself in worship.
"A lovely Pit Lord, you are far superior to other creatures. Your Pride makes me stronger. Never bow down to any powerful being, little one."
The Sha of Pride extended a claw and placed it on Magtheridon's head, like a human petting a cat or dog.
Magtheridon's gaze struggled, desperately resisting the corruption of the Sha of Pride, and under its influence, he recalled his entire life.
The Pit Lord, from the most remote underworld in the universe, is a savage Demons worships killing and violence and is filled with a destructive desire.
However, ever since encountering the fallen Titan Sargeras, this unruly and savage race has been forced to lower its proud head and serve Sargeras like a servant. It also has to appease the bandit-like Eredar. In front of the Legion's leaders, these ferocious and bloodthirsty creatures are as docile as pets.
The Sha of Pride ignited the rage that Magtheridon Pain Suppression tens of thousands of years, causing his inner resentment to erupt in an instant, pushing him to the brink of madness.
The Ogre Jaina was taken aback; even the Pit Lords were no match for the Sha of Pride.
Fortunately, the Sha of Pride was focused on dealing with Magtheridon, and had few forces remaining, so only a few Fel Orcs were affected.
The Ogre Jaina hurriedly opened Portal to escape; she had no intention of submitting to the power of the Sha of Pride.
Magtheridon suddenly yelled, his body exploded, and a large amount of Flames, toxic gases, and corrosive substances burst out from within him, engulfing the entire base in flames.
The instant she entered the Portal, the Ogre Jaina noticed a smaller version of Magtheridon bursting out of the explosion and darting into the Legion Portal to escape.
Pit Lords are not so easy to kill; they possess unique abilities to escape.
The Portal closed, Ogre Jaina appeared at the Tian Monastery in the Jade Forest.
With a thought from Ogre Jaina, the ogre, Magtheridon was severely injured, Vol'jin had already betrayed Thrall, and Thrall was on the run, unable to return to the Tian Monastery in time.
In that instant, even the Ogre Jaina couldn't help but reminisce about her entire life.
He was originally an ordinary Ogre Mage accidentally obtained the wizarding legacy of the Gorian Empire, which greatly increased his strength. However, he dared not be arrogant and lived cautiously. Before becoming human and entering Dalaran, he did hard labor for a long time and suffered all kinds of bullying and contempt.
"I am a proud Ogre, one of the top Archmages in Azeroth, why should I live such a miserable life? From now on, I will live with pride."
The Ogre Jaina, filled with pride, transformed into Thrall's appearance and laughed smugly.
This was his proudest and most prized magic.
Unbeknownst to him, the power of the Sha of Pride was subtly influencing him.