Nobundo and Miu'en were overjoyed.
If what Durotan and his wife said is true, Thrall is most likely Durotan's son.
Durotan's expression was solemn, and he declared righteously, "My son has become the Savior of Azeroth, and as his parents, it is our duty to Consecration everything to Azeroth."
Miu'en nodded. "Alright, let's try again. Hopefully, we can rescue Thrall."
With expressions of resignation to their fate, Durotan and his wife lay down on the Altar once more.
Nobundo couldn't help but curl his lip. "Gudan is most likely Thrall's twin brother, why not use his blood?"
Miu'en thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Blood Magic is related to a person's will. If Gudan harbors resentment, it will affect the spell's effectiveness."
The Bloodline Connection successfully locked onto Thrall, and Nobundo and Miu'en were overjoyed.
Unfortunately, after Gudan was teleported away, Thrall was using the alias "Gudan," was now under the watchful eyes of several people, who kept a close watch on him even while he ate and slept, making it difficult for him to find an opportunity.
Since Outland was destroyed by Ner'zhul, it no longer has distinct seasons, and the weather is unpredictable.
Just a few days ago the weather was cool, but it suddenly became unbearably hot.
In Telredor, as the temperature rises, Saurfang the Great's temper grows increasingly volatile.
The adventurers who supported Thrall went too far, even forming an alliance with Vashj's Naga forces to do everything in their power to deal with the Orcs of Orgrimmar.
The adventurers, in coordination with the Naga forces, constantly harassed the Orcs' supply lines, giving Saurfang the Great a major headache.
The adventurers, who were originally a disorganized group lacking logistical support, suddenly became a persistent and troublesome problem, causing the Orcs to suffer heavy losses.
"They are all traitors to the Horde, plotting to destroy Azeroth, and they all deserve to be hanged."
Saurfang, shirtless and drenched in sweat, roared and shouted incessantly.
If this continues, the Orcs will have no choice but to withdraw from Zangarmarsh under the combined attack of the Naga forces and adventurers.
It is foreseeable that Thrall will gain the support of the adventurers and regain his position as Warchief.
Saurfang the Great's good days are over.
"Damn adventurers, utterly foolish, you'll all be devoured by Thrall sooner or later." Saurfang the Great knew he had to find a way to change this passive situation.
An aide suggested:
"Your Majesty, not long ago, in Tempest Keep, Quel'Thalas, and Thrallmar in Hellfire Peninsula, Thrall murdered countless adventurers. Why not make this known to the public?"
Saurfang remained silent, deep in thought, while another confidant loudly retorted:
"Fool! While this might damage Thrall's prestige, it will also destroy the Orcs. Without the adventurers' flesh and blood, relying solely on the Tauren and Pandaren, we'll all starve."
It's important to understand that Orcs don't engage in production; their food and supplies can only be obtained through war, plunder, and deception.
Saurfang the Great was by no means a man who considered the big picture. Although he approved of the method, he didn't think it would succeed, and calmly shook his head, saying:
"Thrall's reputation as Savior is deeply ingrained in people's minds. Even if we present ample evidence to the adventurers, they will accuse us of slander. This method is unacceptable."
The aide, dejected, lowered his head and stepped back, when suddenly a brilliant idea struck him:
"My lord, since the adventurers are foolish and lack judgment, why don't we find Orcs to impersonate Thrall and make him our puppet? That way, the adventurers will have no reason to oppose us."
Saurfang's expression changed. After a moment's thought, he said with great enthusiasm, "That's indeed a good idea! When the real Thrall returns, we'll just say he's an imposter, kill him, and hang his head at the gates of Orgrimmar. Haha, adventurers are all incompetent fools; who can tell the difference between the real and fake Thrall?"
All conspiracies and schemes, when taken to their extreme, return to their original simplicity and become easy to understand.
Saurfang summoned all the major media outlets in Azeroth, and with great fanfare and fanfare, welcomed back the great Savior "Thrall" from the Blade's Edge Mountains.
To avoid the embarrassment of the Savior being captured, Saurfang declared that the Savior fought for the people of the Blade's Edge Mountains, slaughtered Gruul's lair, and personally slew the Evil Dragon Slayer Gruul.
The news quickly spread throughout Azeroth and Outland, and adventurers who supported Thrall spread the word and cheered enthusiastically.
Upon his victorious return, "Thrall" delivered an important speech in Telredor.
"Recently, I have been secretly visiting Blade's Edge Mountains to investigate the living conditions of the Blade's Edge Mountains Ogres and to help them solve their problems. Some malicious people have spread rumors that I was captured by Vashj's Naga forces, which is simply ridiculous. I could destroy Coilfang Reservoir with a single finger. Letting them go for the time being is just giving them a chance to repent and start anew."
"What's worse is that ill-intentioned people always like to stir up trouble and sow discord. Saurfang the Great and I are sworn brothers, as close as brothers. We've been inseparable since childhood, sharing the same clothes and eating from the same bowl. He's a close comrade-in-arms to whom I can entrust my back. So, to say that Saurfang the Great and I are at odds is tantamount to destroying Azeroth, and everyone has the right to kill him."
"Bewildered adventurers, unite! Your enemy is not the Orcs, but the Evil Vashj forces. Coilfang Reservoir is nothing but a toothless, old Swamp Hydra. I need to see your performance. Let us take up arms and fight, unafraid of bloodshed and sacrifice. For the Horde, for the light and Justice of Azeroth."
An imposter named Thrall intervened and mediated the conflict between the adventurers and Saurfang the Great. The adventurers responded to Thrall's call, and hundreds of thousands of them gathered at Coilfang Reservoir.
A major battle is imminent, about to erupt at any moment.
Deep within the Serpentshrine Cavern at Coilfang Reservoir.
Vashj remained calm, though somewhat puzzled. She patted her pet Lurky, at her feet and said to the person beside her:
"That's strange. I can't figure out how the adventurers managed to breach the Coilfang Reservoir."
It's important to understand that to enter the Coilfang Reservoir, one must first engage in an underwater battle.
The Naga have an immense advantage underwater, being incredibly agile, rendering any number of adventurers useless.
Moreover, the Naga in Coilfang Reservoir have overpopulated and are endless, outnumbering the adventurers and Orcs outside combined.
Fathom-Lord Karathress said, "I think High Overlord Thrall is just sending them to their deaths."
Vashj nodded. "Then we'll gladly accept the adventurers' flesh and blood; my children are hungry. Remember, Gronn must always give it your all in battle; never slack off."
Countless caves are hidden beneath the silt at the bottom of Coilfang Reservoir.
The cave was packed with Naga, all fast asleep.
After Vashj conquered Coilfang Reservoir, she first modified the local creatures, especially the eggs of the Swamp Hydra, turning them into Vessel for the propagation of the Naga.
Although the Naga trained are generally not very intelligent, with only one in a thousand being truly smart, they are exceptionally skilled and reliable Warriors.
Fathom-Lord Karathress arrived before a cave, brandishing his staff:
"Children, wake up! It's time to eat."
In the darkness, countless lights flickered—those were the eyes of the Naga.
The Nagas hissed and screamed, their serpentine bodies writhing and slithering out of the cave in droves, lining up to grab their weapons.
The battle for Coilfang Reservoir has begun.