Above Serpent Lake, the enormous image of "Thrall" looked mockingly at the adventurers below.
Even the most foolish adventurer would realize they'd been tricked, caught in a trap, and were now in dire straits.
This is the Orcs' conspiracy.
Adventurers of Azeroth never fear death; death is always close to them.
In times of chaos, death is an easy thing.
But no one dared to defy the will of the great Savior Thrall, even if he ordered adventurers to die.
He rebelled against Thrall, the Savior, and died as an enemy of the entire world.
Or should we adapt to the situation, fight bravely, or foolishly send ourselves to our deaths?
This was not a difficult choice.
Most adventurers chose the latter.
"Adventurers of Azeroth, fight bravely! Let us pave the great path with our blood, for the great Savior Thrall!"
An adventurer shouted at the top of his lungs, drew his family's heirloom Hotwind Scimitar, and led the way, jumping into the lake.
The brave adventurer was quickly frozen into a zombie, his eyes wide open, dying with his life cut short.
The adventurers then discovered that, without them noticing, the water in Serpent Lake had become icy cold.
It turns out that Vashj has activated full defense, Naga's technology allows them to control the waters of Serpent Lake.
The waters of Serpent Lake Corruption with Void Energy, causing the water temperature to drop to below -50 degrees Celsius without freezing. This is one of Serpent Lake's most powerful defenses.
Even so, it couldn't stop adventurers who weren't afraid of death.
For Azeroth!
More adventurers jumped into the icy lake, those with weaker abilities froze to death, and less than a third of the adventurers were able to successfully dive into the water.
The defenses of Serpent Lake were fully activated, and the lake water seemed to come alive, heavily compressing the adventurers' bodies.
Many adventurers coughed up blood from their mouths and noses, vomiting fragments of their internal organs, and soon died, becoming floating corpses in Serpent Lake.
An adventurer let out a furious roar:
"A strong will can overcome anything, even this small difficulty. For Azeroth, burn, life!"
The adventurer surfaced less than five minutes after jumping into the water, no longer breathing.
As it turns out, willpower is not absolute.
The Naga began to swim underwater, reaping the lives of the adventurers who had managed to survive.
Those who can overcome the icy lake water and terrifying water pressure are all Elite adventurers.
On land, even ten Nagas wouldn't be a match for them.
However, in the underwater environment, it can't even unleash one percent of its full potential.
The Naga easily slit their throats or pierced their chests, finally cutting off their frozen right ears as trophies.
An adventurer cried out, "How can we fight a battle like this? Why did I come to fight in a place like this?"
"Useless trash! We fight for the great Savior Thrall, for Azeroth!" another adventurer said, glaring at him.
However, in just a moment, he became a floating corpse in Serpent Lake.
Serpent Lake was teeming with floating corpses, and later adventurers who wanted to jump into the lake had to shred the corpses first.
The lake was stained red with blood, and there was flesh and entrails everywhere.
Thrall, using the alias Gudan, was fortunate enough to participate in this battle, personally leading five hundred Orcs to be incorporated into the Naga Legion.
Before their departure, the Mennu the Betrayer supervised the Orcs as they took specially made pills, earnestly instructing them:
"Once the defenses at Serpent Lake are activated, the water temperature will be terrifyingly low, and the water pressure will increase a hundredfold. This pill will ensure your survival and grant you the ability to Underwater Breathing. The drawback is that you cannot surface; otherwise, your body will explode and you will die instantly. You must return within twenty-four days to take the Antidote, or you will not survive."
Mennu the Betrayer's warnings extinguished Thrall's and the other Orcs' thoughts of escape, and they received weapons from the Naga Quartermaster.
Thrall gave a speech in public:
"The great Lady Vashj is our second mother. We are where we are today only because of Lady Vashj's Mercy. The Evil adventurers plotted to attack Coilfang Reservoir, which is to be an enemy of all Azeroth and Outland. They are the sinners who will destroy the world. Let us fight to save Azeroth and Outland, and kill these damned the Destroyers."
It is said that Vashj is quite reasonable, promising generous rewards for bravely fighting the enemy, and even the possibility of escaping the status of a laborer and becoming a free person like the Broken Technicians.
This gave the numb Orcs a glimmer of hope.
Upon entering the icy lake, the pills took effect, Orcs to swim freely in the water, much like the Naga.
Thrall covered his face with a mask and led five hundred Orcs in formation, bravely charging towards the adventurers.
An adventurer had just raised his dagger when Thrall smashed his head open.
In the dark, icy lake, Thrall mercilessly reaped the lives of adventurers, while Orcs fought valiantly for their freedom.
Suddenly, Thrall spotted a familiar face.
A Darkspear Trolls, wielding a sharp blade and concealing his face like Thrall, skillfully reaped the lives of adventurers.
Thrall was all too familiar with that agile figure and skillful killing techniques.
It turned out to be Vol'jin, who had been captured along with them, leading a dozen or so Trolls into the battle.
Thrall wanted to go up and say hello, but unfortunately, he couldn't make a sound underwater.
Seeing Vol'jin's bravery in battle, cutting off the adventurer's right ear and stringing it around his neck, Thrall's competitive spirit was stirred, and he decided to have a contest with Vol'jin.
In the Serpentshrine Cavern, Vashj looked at the crystal ball in front of her, yawning listlessly.
"What is this? A chaotic battle, people willingly coming to their deaths. My Serpentshrine Cavern has ample food reserves and has no need for this filthy flesh and blood."
Fathom-Lord Karathress joked, "The Hydra is trapped in its cave by the water pressure and low temperature, unable to move. It's just waiting for the battle to be over so it can have a good meal."
Vashj pondered for a while, "I'm not that cruel. Saurfang made them willingly die, so I might as well be lenient and accept those who surrender, sending them to the Slave Pens."
Karathress chuckled maliciously, "Why not release a few adventurers and let them expose the Orcs' treacherous nature?"
"I don't think it will be of any use." Vashj's beautiful eyebrows furrowed. "Oh well, it's not a big loss, so let's give it a try."
As Karathress went to run his errand, he muttered to himself, "For the Orcs, this is probably another great victory."
In less than half an hour, more than half of the adventurers had perished.
A meaningless act of voluntarily choosing death.
Some clever adventurers stood on the raft shouting slogans, but unfortunately, they were unwilling to jump into the water themselves.
Some timid adventurers lay on the raft, clutching their heads, unwilling to die despite their comrades' urging.
Finally, the tide of the battle turned.
Multiple whirlpools appeared on the water's surface, Karathress's icy voice echoed across Serpent Lake.
"Those who don't want to die, lay down your weapons and jump into the vortex. You will become prisoners; this is your only chance to survive."
"What a disgrace! Adventurers of Azeroth would rather die standing than live on their knees. Whoever jumps into the vortex is a sinner of Azeroth, despised by all."
Having said that, the adventurer, taking advantage of the others' inattention, put down his weapon and jumped into the nearest whirlpool.
Those adventurers who shouted slogans or were too cowardly to fight also rushed into the whirlpool.
Most adventurers remained on the sidelines, discussing the matter amongst themselves.
Above Serpent Lake, the image of "Thrall" spoke again:
"This is a conspiracy, adventurers of Azeroth. Fight bravely, and do not be deceived by the enemy."