Yogg-Saron's Illusion

As the battle continued, the power of the Titan Keepers and Dragon Aspects relentlessly assaulted the body of Yogg-Saron, the Thousand-Mouthed One, causing it to weaken.

"Your fate is to be sealed. Doom shall descend upon you! And all you shall possess is the pain of imprisonment!" Yogg-Saron, the Thousand-Mouthed One, suddenly roared. Then, two portals appeared beside the green lake.

Having run Mimiron's Head countless times without ever getting it, Rend naturally knew that only by entering the illusions within the portals could he truly find Yogg-Saron's consciousness and deal it a devastating blow—just as he had resolutely ventured into the belly of C'Thun, the Thousand-Eyed One.

There were only two portals, meaning two people had to enter. Rend decisively turned to Med'an. "Med'an, we'll go in together. Remember, you cannot believe anything you see. Your sanity will be quickly corrupted by Yogg-Saron in there."

Naturally, Yogg-Saron, the Old God known as the Thousand-Mouthed One, heard Rend's words. It was also startled. How could this mortal, who possessed Odyn's power, know what lay within the illusions it had created?

Yet Yogg-Saron did not take it to heart. So what if he knew? How could its illusions possibly be easy to deal with? When the things you cared about most were placed before you, your sanity would surely snap.

The moment he stepped through the portal, everything before him changed. Rend now stood amid a group of Orc warriors. These green-skinned Orcs wore far cruder weapons and armor, and bloodthirsty red gleams occasionally flashed in their eyes.

As Rend pondered, their loud shouts interrupted him. "Mak'gora! Mak'gora!"

As they shouted, the Orc warriors holding banners rhythmically drove their flagpoles into the ground.

The scene connected with fragments buried deep within Rend's memories, and he instantly knew where he was.

Rend