Upon hearing Vol'jin's words, Griftah and Cairne Bloodhoof were both startled. If one person gained power, what would happen to the other two?
Emperor Terokk asked with a smile, "How did you know?"
Vol'jin said quietly, "Bwonsamdi once said something that I've never understood: 'Treading on the bones of ten thousand, one alone becomes a god.'"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Vol'jin and Cairne attacked simultaneously, flanking Griftah from the left and right.
The killings were swift and ruthless; this was the unspoken understanding among the Horde leaders.
Both of them shared the same idea: eliminate this uncertainty first, and then determine who is better.
It must be said that Griftah is far inferior in terms of temperament, insight, and decisiveness.
Lost in thought, Griftah was caught off guard; Vol'jin's sharp Warglaive pierced his chest, and Cairne had already snapped his neck.
"Incompetent piece of trash, die!" Vol'jin said viciously.
Bang!
Griftah exploded into white smoke, revealing a broken rag doll on the ground.
Hula Girl Doll with the ability to die in someone else's place, Griftah's masterpiece.
Griftah appeared behind the two and roared angrily:
"The Horde's leader is so vicious! You almost killed me!"
Vol'jin looked down at the Hula Girl Dolls on the ground. He had heard that Griftah was good at this, but Vol'jin didn't believe it and thought it was just a trick to fool people.
"Griftah, this was an accident, let me explain," Vol'jin said with a serious expression.
"You're actually calling a sneak attack an accident?" Griftah couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Do you think I'm a fool?"
Vol'jin declared righteously, "I am Savior's Thrall friend, chieftain of the Darkspear Tribe, and Cairne Bloodhoof is the tauren Tauren Chieftain of Thunder Bluff. We are moral exemplars of Azeroth, with impeccable, noble, and pure character. How could we commit such a vicious act as a sneak attack? We have our reasons for doing this."
"You want to kill me, call me trash, and you still want to give me reasons?" Griftah's face twisted with rage.
Cairne said honestly, "Listen to me, it's not a big deal. You kill me, I kill you, isn't that how it is in Azeroth? Why take it to heart? We're still good friends."
"I don't have friends like you." Griftah refused to speak to the two men.
Emperor Terokk watched the farce with amusement and said loudly:
"My life experience tells me that those who achieve great things must be ruthless and merciless in their killing, walking the line between life and death without a shred of compassion. What follows is a Blood War, and only one of you will survive to obtain the Heart of the Three-headed Felhound."
After listening, Griftah nodded heavily. "I understand. As long as we refuse to kill each other, we'll be fine and we can all survive."
"You're right," Emperor Terokk said with a smug smile. "Everyone understands this, but unfortunately, things never go as planned."
Both Vol'jin and Cairne had expressions of absolute certainty on their faces.
The guests moved aside, leaving enough space.
Griftah, Vol'jin, and Cairne formed a triangle.
Cairne wields his family's Runed Spear, Vol'jin's weapon is a pair of poisoned Warglaive.
Griftah, on the other hand, was empty-handed, carrying a package on his back.
As the drums sounded, Cairne and Vol'jin attacked almost simultaneously, while Griftah frantically untied the bundle.
A phantom of a raging bull appeared behind Cairne, its muscles rapidly expanding and spewing blood mist from its mouth.
Vol'jin crouched low, almost gliding across the ground, as silent as a shadow.
Their goal was the same: Griftah.
Cairne stomped his feet hard on the ground, took a short running start, and leaped high into the air, his Runed Spear piercing Griftah's head.
Vol'jin, meanwhile, sped along the ground at an incredible angle, circling behind Griftah and launching a surprise attack on his lower body.
Griftah took a stone out of the package.
The Stone of Amazing Jumping Ability: A simple yet magical stone that allows the wearer to break free from the ground and leap over smaller obstacles.
Griftah gripped the stone in his hand and jumped up suddenly.
He didn't jump high enough, but he just managed to avoid Vol'jin's sneak attack.
"You've come at the perfect time."
Cairne was directly above Griftah, Runed Spear slammed down.
Griftah took a small stick out of the package.
Quality Sticks: crafted by nature's artistry over a century.
Griftah raised the small stick and gently nudged it.
The difference between the small wooden stick and the Runed Spear was vast, yet something surprising happened: the Runed Spear in Cairne's hand flew out of his grasp.
Throughout his bloody life, Cairne had fought countless battles, but he had never been so humiliated, losing his weapon in a single encounter.
"Come back!" Cairne shouted.
The Bloodhoof family's Runed Spear is a weapon with a spirit; it took a detour and ended up back in Cairne's hands.
At this moment, Cairne had landed back on the ground, standing side by side with Vol'jin.
Griftah miraculously floated in mid-air, clearly related to the stone in his hand.
"There's something strange about this Griftah; we must do everything in our power," Vol'jin said worriedly.
Clearly, the two chiefs underestimated Griftah's strength.
However, under these circumstances, neither of the two shrewd individuals dared to make a move easily.
Griftah initiated the attack, pulling a bar of soap still attached to a rope from his bundle and throwing it at Vol'jin.
Soap on a Rope: Adventure is no excuse for mess. Now you can carry soap with you and wash wherever you go!
Vol'jin tried to dodge, but the soap held him firmly in place and slid down to his feet with a Vol'jin.
With a thud, Vol'jin fell to the ground and struggled for a long time, but couldn't get up.
Griftah pulled another stone from the package.
The Incredibly Extraordinary Stone: Binds your soul to this world. When you die, your soul can return to your body and be resurrected, avoiding an eternal Destiny.
Griftah threw a stone at Cairne.
The stone floated lightly, moving very slowly.
Cairne tried to deflect it with his Runed Spear, but strangely, the inconspicuous stone slid down the Runed Spear and hit Cairne on the head.
Cairne's eyes widened instantly, as if he had lost his soul, and his body swayed unsteadily.
Vol'jin struggled several times but couldn't stand up. Finally, he gave up and looked at Griftah with disdain.
"You win. Kill us now. You knew it was Terokk's scheme, but you still couldn't resist doing it. What a hypocrite."
Griftah his head. "You're wrong, I admit defeat."
"What? You admit defeat?" Vol'jin was utterly stunned. Who would willingly give up such a golden opportunity to become a god?
"You heard me right," Griftah said. "Cairne's soul has left his body, you can't stand up, and you can't hurt him. As long as I concede, there will be no winner, and we can both live."
"Haha, hahaha, you've planned this very well." Vol'jin's eyes Liuliu around, still unwilling to give up, as he pondered a countermeasure.
On the steps, Emperor Terokk asked curiously, "Are you really going to admit defeat? To give up the chance to become Loa?"
"Yes, I concede," Griftah said confidently.
Terokk pondered for a moment, then said, "Hmm, this is interesting. There's never been a precedent before, with two winners. I'll have to adjust the reward rules accordingly."
Griftah's face quickly turned extremely pale.
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