Just like before, while Gul 'dan believed that he would succeed, he wasn't completely sure.
However, as an evil Warlock with an unparalleled spirit of exploration, there was nothing he couldn't sacrifice. Furthermore, Gul 'dan believed that if he failed, he would survive unscathed.
"Let's begin!"
He nodded to Kurgar, who was shouting at the assembled ogres.
He was recruiting lab rats.
After some pushing and shoving, grunting, and cursing, the weakest of the Ogres walked forward.
Of course, no matter how weak he was, he was still several times heavier and twice as tall as a human.
Gugal shouted an order at the Ogre. The Ogre looked like he was ready to die a martyr, shrugging his shoulders as he walked into the empty space in the middle of the stones.
He stood in the middle of the pentagram and waited, not moving.
One of the strengths of the Ogres was that they would stand firmly after being asked to. If not for another order or to find food, an Ogre could stand there for hours, not moving an inch like a marble statue.
Gul 'dan often felt that these fellows had evolved from stones. This could also explain their thick skin that could easily block blades, as well as their ridiculously low intelligence.
If Gul 'dan ordered them to' move forward ', they would first spend a few seconds thinking about their' Demon 'life, perhaps thinking about the human delicacy they ate the night before drooling. Then, they would randomly choose a direction to move forward, killing everything they didn't like along the way. Sometimes, this included their own kind or their master.
If he had a choice, Gul 'dan definitely wouldn't order these idiots around without Gugal' dan's permission.
With Gugal around, at least these idiots would walk in the right direction, and they wouldn't have to worry about hurting their own people. Of course, efficiency was still a mystery. Sometimes they could contemplate life while being stabbed in the thigh with a knife.
Only with the Twin-headed Ogre around would their efficiency reach a passable standard.
Gul 'dan's thoughts returned to the present. He raised his arm and began to resonate with the dark energy that the Burning Legion's vice-leader, Kil' jaeden, had bestowed upon him in Draenor.
The evil power tore through the plane and crossed through space, pouring into Gul 'dan's body. As a medium, he immediately split it into five, sending it to the Soul Crystals in front of the five Warlocks' chests, and then into the Rune Stones in front of them.
The stench, decay, and depravity were corroding the arcana power that originated from nature.
This was not without cost.
The Origin of Nature instinctively resisted the corrosion and invasion. A dazzling radiance burst forth from the depths of the earth and was directly transmitted to the runestone. The energy visible to the naked eye fiercely attacked the five Warlocks who attempted to pollute the runestone.
The power of the counterattack was so violent that the skull staff of the Warlock standing in the south cracked on the spot. Less than half a second after the stench and filthy death aura flowed out, the power of the earth seemed to have found a vent and suddenly attacked the Warlock.
"Wuuu —" The unlucky ones with insufficient strength were always the first to suffer.
The power of nature crashed into that guy's body like a raging wave. One could see that there were unknown plants growing out of every pore on his arms.
"Trash!" Gul 'dan spat.
Without needing his reminder, Gujjar grabbed the dead Warlock and took his place.
Three seconds later, Gul 'dan had to do the same thing as the two-headed Ogre Magician.
This helpless feeling of having to personally take the field made Gul 'dan very unhappy.
Fortunately, the remaining three fellas were clearly a cut above the two dead men from before. Now, the five Pharaoh each chose a stone in front of them and poured dark energy into it.
When all the rune lines on the five runestones were filled with black light and vibrated, Gul 'dan focused his mind and chanted a short incantation.
Every note of the evil spell contained a taboo smell of blood, which made Orgrim who was watching from the side very uncomfortable. The Great Tribal Chief frowned. Unfortunately, he had no other choice. Shamans were not good at breaking through enemies' magic defenses, and the only powerful Shaman under him was Zuluhid, whose strength was clearly two levels lower than Gul 'dan's.
More dark energy flowed through Gul 'dan's wrinkled skin and into his runestone from his scarlet fingertips.
But this time, it wasn't just a simple injection of energy.
The overflowing demonic aura turned into a black comet, passing through the stone on his left at high speed before jumping towards the stone on his right. The demon's power did not stop there. It continued to move to the near left, then to the far right, and finally returned to the stone in front of him.
A glowing pentagram connected all five stones. Wherever the black comet passed, it would quickly turn black. There would no longer be any signs of life. Countless complicated runes would appear on the ground.
In the next moment, the sky above the altar suddenly darkened. The corrosive energy shot thousands of meters into the air before exploding.
Soon, a strange storm appeared in the sky. It was made up of a white tornado that moved clockwise and a black tornado that moved counterclockwise. The storm stretched from the ground to thousands of meters in the sky, and could be seen clearly from hundreds of miles away.
This terrifying storm alarmed the entire area. All the High Elves who were fighting the trolls were alarmed.
The Ogre in the pentagram was still like a statue, standing there stiffly, even though Gul 'dan could see the clear fear in that fellow's eyes.
Unfortunately, he was facing Gugal.
A natural two-headed Ogre, the absolute ruler of the Ogres.
No matter how afraid he was, even if Gugal wanted him to die, he had to obey.
"Very good. Gugal chose a good guy." Gul 'dan grinned evilly.
The power of the earth resonated with the sky.
The power of the Magic Runestone was directed by Gul 'dan to the Ogre standing in the middle. He wasn't trembling, but his heart was trembling.
A black halo enveloped him.
At first, it was one circle, then countless circles.
The black energy seemed to solidify as it poured onto the Ogre's body. More and more energy poured onto him, finally forming a huge black sphere. The entire Ogre was swallowed by this impenetrable black sphere.
The immeasurable dark energy turned into a black storm, drilling into the Ogre's body through every pore.
"Ahhhhh —" The Ogre finally couldn't help but scream.
Moments later, the screams doubled. Two heads were screaming at the same time.
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