Vol 2 Chapter 571: : Zhao An and restlessness

Audul's deepest sealed prison, the core of madness.
Hu Feng looked at the situation in the hall. The ground in the center had turned into a large pool of dark green pus. When he looked at it, the thief was disgusted. A small part of Yogg-Saron ’s body was creeping on the surface. Then, desperately want to get into the underground prison.
At that moment, only a dozen of the Titan Divine Chains were left, weakly scattered around the edges of the surrounding walls, all other defenses had also failed, and the roof of the Sealing Prison broke such a big hole. So Yogg-Saron is now completely free.
Looking at the regained freedom, Yogg-Saron is still shrinking into the prison. Boss Hu is more convinced that he has specifically ordered Cthulhu not to kill General Vizax.
Because of the great director Yuge Salon, he seems to have counseled, and there seems to be the possibility of recruiting.
Oops, you are not as boneless as Ke Suen. The big watery eyes of other people still know the end of the battle.
The situation at this moment is a little weird. Brother Yogg-Saron ’s last small body of flesh and blood still exposed on the surface. After discovering that terrible Titan came in, he desperately tried to drill into the underground seal prison. My family, I will always like its positive transformation attitude.
I will not escape, I will not escape, I will not escape! Do n’t kill me, do n’t kill me, do n’t see me!
Boss Hu didn't rush to do anything, he found a cleaner place, sat down on the buttocks, and quietly enjoyed the live performance of the big director Yogg Salon with his chin.
Although Yuge Salon is covered with a mouth and does not have an eye, his sensitivity is more sensitive than anyone else.
Saw that the terrible Titan who had killed C'Shun didn't do anything, but just sat by eating melons and watching the show, and Yug Salon had a plan.
The flesh and flesh body still exposed outside the ground suddenly shakes violently, and then slaps, softly lying on the ground, like a large ball of soft dough and mud.
It seems that Yogg-Saron decided to abandon the car to keep the coach, decisively gave up this small part of the body.
No more, no more! I ’m all in jail and I ’m willing to die!
Boss Hu burst out laughing when he saw it.
"Not bad, abandoning the car to keep the handsome, high-end fake death, it's quite showy ... I will give you eleven points for this wave of performances, one more father's love, not afraid of you being proud.
Uh ...
Uh ...
Uh ...
There is no echo, the hall here is quiet, and the part of Yogg-Saron ’s flesh and body is like mud, which is motionless, and begins to wither slowly. .
Boss Hu got up, Azeroth's revenge appeared in his hand, standing next to the large dry piece of meat, stab a sword suddenly.
Huh!
Uh ...
Uh ...
Remained quiet, it seemed that Yogg-Saron had turned off the light and slept in the underground prison.
"Not ready to speak yet? Make up your mind to pretend to be dead, right?"
"Brother said something, babble with you."
"Will you give me Titan face?"
"Hey I said, even if you want to continue to go to jail, this starting point is good. I also agree with your idea of ​​going to prison and reform, but I still won't let you go. That's what Kesun also did. I thought about it, but did he die in the end? "
The big director Yuge Salon still didn't have any echo, continued to concentrate on the withered flesh and blood body outside the surface, and continued to turn off the lights to sleep.
"Okay, if you didn't listen to my security conditions because of pretending to die, you will be dragged out of the prison and killed on the spot, but don't blame me for not reminding you."
Nani? Zhaoan? surrender?
Hearing the word Zhao An, the fully wilted flesh and blood body of Yogg-Saron instantly glowed the second spring. The extremely dry and dehydrated meat pieces quickly re-filled, and the mouths of fangs and teeth were reopened. Open and close.
Knew that this great director was not dead, he had a strong ability to control his body.
Scientifically, the ancient gods are pure cell parasites with extremely strong vitality, and they will not die after drying out. They will fall into standby or silence at most.
"I am ... a sober dream ... a monster in a mortal nightmare ... a thousand faces of evil ..."
"Shut up, a bunch of farts, listen to me seriously! Do you want to surrender?"
"Good Titan Venerable, obey the Titan Venerable, you say Titan Venerable ..."
Boss Hu did not intend to kill Yogg-Saron. He continued to live, and it was far more useful than death.
If you can succeed in recruiting security, then Yuge Salon cooperates with Cthulhu, the two ancient gods, one north and one south, echoing each other, forming a very extensive surveillance network, always monitoring the ancient gods of the Void Lords camp, Prevent them from making mobs.
The existence of parasites, regardless of whether they are living organisms or inside the planet, are not all pests. Unilateral parasitism and mutual symbiosis, but there are qualitative differences.
If the ancient gods can serve Azeroth, then they will be an extremely important help, not only as a channel for divine power transmission, but also to stabilize the entire planet ’s surface and internal structural stability In a word, the gods of the ancients made the planet alive, they are the will of the planet, they are everywhere, and the planet has formed a unity.
Of course, the premise is that they no longer corrupt the planet, and no longer corrupt the Titan star soul bred in the core of the planet.
"Now, listen to my condition carefully, if you want to live, then follow suit."
Boss Hu sat down again and looked at Yogg Salon's fangs and mouths everywhere, really called a 3D stereo surround home theater.

At the same time, the continent of Kalimdor, a barren land.
King Saurfang turned and jumped off the wolf, squatted down, and carefully observed the orc warriors lying on the ground.
This is a small-scale patrol, but it has now become a dozen cold bodies.
The armor of the upper body of this orc warrior has been taken off, and a eye mark was carved by the enemy with a dagger on the chest, and the black ash was painted around the eyeball.
This is true of dozens of orc warriors on patrols, with such marks on their chests.
"Night Warrior ... They found that the night border guards and us are acting ~ EbookFREE.me ~ So they chose to do it themselves, a group of fools with a set timeline of fate."
Sarufar got up and performed a thumping salute at the corpse, then waved his hand, instructing the soldiers to lift the comrade's body to the wolf.
"That long ears shouldn't go far, should we follow?"
An orc officer was very emotional, and Saurfang shook his head.
"Return to Orgrimmar immediately, I want to meet the chieftain."
King Saurfang glanced at the orc officer imperceptibly. He knew that this tribe belonged to the Garrosh radicals, so he must now return to Orgrimmar, before Garrosh, to Chief Sar Report to prevent the situation from expanding again.
If the tribe must have a conflict with the Kalimdor Alliance of the Night Empire because of this matter, it must be controlled on local friction and small-scale disputes, and must not evolve into a large-scale conflict affecting diplomatic relations.
And Garrosh, he and his radicals are likely to do so.
Do n’t look at him now in Northrend, but he can command remotely and give orders to his supporters.
Maybe you do n’t need to issue a command, the group of radicals will act on their own.
Thinking of this, Saurfang tightened the reins and the wolf immediately speeded up.
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