"How tragic, the Magic Shield of Bastion of Pain is too strong; not even a sound can be heard."
Kel'Thuzad gazed at the Magic Shield of Bastion of Pain and suddenly a nostalgic expression appeared on his face. He recalled Dalaran before Archimonde's arrival.
At that time Dalaran possessed the most advanced Magic Shield technology. Dalaran's mages could stand inside the shield and Magic Shield spells outwards, yet external magic could not penetrate it. If Antonidas hadn't summoned Archimonde from within Dalaran, how could the magical kingdom Dalaran been so easily conquered!
"Bastion of Pain will surely pay the price for its sturdy Magic Shield." Robbie looked at the three bombs. They weren't very powerful; even if thrown into a large group of Orcs, they wouldn't kill many. Their only notable feature was their exceptionally loud noise.
This is a sonic bomb, or you could call it a stun bomb, because it's infused with special magic. When it explodes, it also releases a stun-inducing gas, increasing the enemy's stun duration.
Bastion of Pain has a flaw: the Magic Barrier is too tight, like a large bell turned upside down on the ground. It's like putting someone inside the bell and hitting it hard; they would definitely faint from the shock.
Robbie took out the Shard of Pain and used it at the entrance of the Bastion of Pain. After a hole large enough for one person to pass through was revealed, three specially made sonic bombs rolled into the Bastion of Pain one after another. They would climb up the shield and fall to the very top of the shield, which was the center of the Bastion of Pain, and then explode.
Robbie and Kel'Thuzad had just stepped down the stairs when they felt the ground beneath their feet suddenly tremble, as if a major earthquake had struck.
The earth trembled incessantly, as if a giant beast was rolling, with faint rumbling thunder, and it seemed as if a demon was roaring in pain, but its neck was being tightened, emitting an abnormal and terrifying howl.
With a violent tremor, as if something inside had exploded, the Magic Barrier developed spiderweb-like cracks and finally shattered into a burst of light, revealing the Bastion of Pain built against the mountain.
A tremendous sound finally erupted, like rolling Thunder, and it took a long time for it to subside.
All that could be seen on the city walls were Orcs lying sprawled on the ground, their fates unknown.
Everyone was stunned. The Bastion of Pain was exposed before them, like a pitiful girl who had lost her clothes.
In fact, most of the hundred-plus people Robbie brought had no idea of the purpose of their trip. Many of them were genuinely looking for a spring outing and a barbecue, and at most, they just wanted to raid the surrounding Orcs.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and go in to grab the loot!" Robbie pulled out a map, a structural diagram of Bastion of Pain, drawn by a captured elder of the Shadowmoon Clan: "Don't panic! We only have twenty large carts. Make sure you take the most valuable items. Stay alert!"
Even when plundering Wealth, Robbie would follow the rules and proceed methodically to maximize his gains.
Of course, some people are uncontrollable, like Hogger the Gnoll.
Hogger's long-practiced Rising Sun Kick finally paid off, sending him flying straight into the gate. He then rolled three times and was the first to rush into Bastion of Pain, heading towards Ner'zhul's room. Robbie didn't even bother with him.
Everyone then realized that the Shadowmoon Clan had been managing Bastion of Pain for many years, and the treasures they had amassed must be hidden there. Seeing that the Orcs had lost their fighting ability, this was the perfect opportunity.
What are those twenty large trucks for? They're just there to transport away Wealth.
Before anyone could act, Hogger suddenly returned, his face bruised and swollen, and the mane on his back singed.
"What happened?" Robbie was shocked. Logically speaking, after the three bombs exploded, even if Ner'zhul wasn't unconscious, he should have been injured and his strength greatly reduced. There should have been no one who could deal with Hogger.
"Damn it, that old bastard Velen! He's with Ner'zhul! I was attacked as soon as I went in, but it's not a big deal. All the Orcs inside are incapacitated, only Velen is protecting Ner'zhul. That old bastard is badly injured too. Let's go in and kill him. I'm going to eat him."
Velen was inside the Bastion of Pain.
Robbie felt a wave of fear wash over him. If they had taken the risk of assembling a team of Elite adventurers to enter Bastion of Pain, it would have been incredibly dangerous. With Velen's magical prowess and the Draenei's vast knowledge, creating a few magical traps would have been child's play! Fortunately, Robbie was unwilling to take the risk and directly rejected the suggestion.
"Velen, sigh!" Robbie shook his head. "That's human nature. He underestimated an old man's thirst for power. To reclaim his rights, he'd gone to such lengths, catching Robbie completely off guard."
"Let's go, let's go meet with Velen."
Guided by Hogger, Robbie led Kel'Thuzad into the Bastion of Pain.
Bastion of Pain, on the Platform of the Stars.
"Damn it, damn it, why is this happening? What terrible magic!"
Ner'zhul leaned on his staff, barely managing to stand upright. Blood was gushing from his mouth and nose; he was badly injured.
As the three bombs rolled along the Magic Shield, Ner'zhul realized something was wrong. He personally oversaw the Magic Shield's defense, attempting to intercept the bombs, but ended up suffering the most severe injuries from the backlash of the formation.
If it weren't for Velen's help in treating him, he probably would have died on the spot.
"Our plan has reached its final stage. As long as we sacrifice five thousand Draenei prisoners and offer their souls as a sacrifice, I can summon the Dark Star and become the god of Shadowmoon Valley. And you, Velen, can reclaim your rightful rights. It's just a little bit more, just a little bit more," Ner'zhul said angrily.
"Ner'zhul, do not be discouraged. We are not at our wits' end; we still have a way." Velen said calmly, "Sacrificing the souls of the Draenei is too late. We need all the powerful ancestral spirits, some necessary sacrifices."
Ner'zhul showed a look of pain, and a trace of hesitation flashed across his ferocious face, but he finally showed a look of determination. "Yes, as long as I sacrifice the heroic souls of the ancestors of the Shadowmoon clan, with your help, I still have a chance to fuse the Dark Star. Without further delay, we must rush to the center of Shadowmoon Valley and the Lightfall Altar."
"If the chieftain can make up his mind, then half the battle is won." Velen narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharpening. "The enemy is coming. We need to buy time and cover our journey to the Lightfall Altar."
Around the Platform of the Stars lay dozens of Draenei, unconscious. These were the first sacrifices, but before they could be offered, the Magic Shield of Bastion of Pain broke.
"For the future of the Draenei, for the peace of Shadowmoon Valley, and to prevent them from falling into the Abyss of darkness, the sacrifice of any number of Draenei is worthwhile. Rest in peace, my people." Velen's eyes flashed with malice; when he held power, he failed to recognize his own true nature.
Only when he lost everything did he realize how delicious power was and how reluctant he was to give it up.
"Yrel, time will prove you wrong. Only I, Velen, can guide the future of the Draenei. I am the great leader of the Draenei." Velen muttered incantations, and a blade of Holy Light swept across, decapitating all the Draenei on the Platform of the Stars. Their blood flowed into the depths of the platform.
"Velen, what are you doing?" Robbie and the others arrived a step too late and witnessed the tragedy.
"Ha! What right do the Draenei have to exist in the universe without my leadership?" Velen roared. "Come forth, part of the Dark Star, Ak'ton!"
A twisted, deformed monster appeared on the Platform of the Stars. At the same time, Velen, supporting the injured Ner'zhul, transformed into a ball of light and vanished from the spot.