In Lordaeron, in the Throne Room, Terenas summoned Uther, the leader of the Knights of the Silver Hand.
The Knights of the Silver Hand are theoretically the armed forces of the Church of the Holy Light, a force that does not belong to the royal power of Lordaeron. However, although Uther came from a priestly background, he also held a position in Lordaeron and was even a confidant of Terenas.
After the Archbishop presided over Arthas's joining the Silver Hand ceremony, he felt that he was getting old and gave the position of Grand Commander of the Silver Hand to Uther.
Uther became the spokesperson for the Silver Hand, and indirectly, the Knights of the Silver Hand also became a force of the Lordaeron monarchy.
In this regard, Galen's Templar Knights are much more pure. Everyone knows that the Arahi parish is Galen's private territory, and this knight order has been Galen's private armed force since its establishment.
Terenas was jealous of this for a long time, and it took him ten years to get his hands on the Knights of the Silver Hand, and then Arthas ruined it in a few years.
Galen thinks that if he were Arthas's father, he would have a heart attack when he heard the news, and a cerebral hemorrhage in minutes.
"Orgrim Doomhammer has returned."
In the Throne Room, Terenas sat on the throne and told Uther the news.
"Do you need me to lead troops to encircle and suppress them, Your Majesty?"
Uther glanced at Prince Arthas next to King Terenas, and understood the King's intention.
"Yes," Terenas's attitude was very gentle, "There are several troublesome small groups of orcs wandering in the Hillsbrad region. Once the two sides join forces, they will pose a threat to the towns and sanctuaries in the area."
"Indeed, Orgrim Doomhammer is a difficult commander."
"Moreover, the Warsong Clan and the Burning Blade Clan are both elites among the orcs, and their chieftain Grom Hellscream and his Bloodhowl are even more valiant."
Uther recalled the tragic war more than ten years ago, in which almost all the races and forces of the Eastern Continent were involved.
"But the Knights of the Silver Hand are not what they used to be," Uther had just taken over the Knights and was full of confidence in the number and strength of the paladins. "Dealing with the defeated dogs who have been fleeing for ten years is easy."
Terenas then turned to his son.
"What do you think of this matter? After all, you saw the combat power of the orcs with your own eyes when you were a child."
Arthas nodded and stepped forward and said, "Indeed, Uther is right. The Lordaeron Alliance was able to defeat the orcs back then, and we are even stronger ten years later. We are not afraid of those defeated."
Arthas thought of the gossip he had heard from the guards that Stromgarde had formed an army of ten thousand, and one of the commanders of the army was Jaina, whom he had been thinking about.
So Arthas continued, "Father, I hope to participate in this operation to encircle and suppress the orcs."
Arthas stood up straight, showing himself in front of his father, perhaps this was what he had been expecting.
"I have been receiving rigorous training by Uther's side." This is what his life has been like recently.
He couldn't explain to others, nor could he explain to himself why he had to devote himself wholeheartedly to training.
Every day, he would fight continuously for several hours until his whole body was sore and exhausted.
He only hoped that he could use this method to temporarily erase Jaina's figure from his mind.
"We can first wipe out those small groups of orcs. They are familiar with the terrain of the Hillsbrad region. After we eliminate them, the main force of the Warsong Clan and the Burning Blade Clan will be missing a group of ears and eyes when they come from the south!"
Arthas's words made Terenas nod.
"Uther has already told me about your dedicated training. He is quite surprised by your progress."
Speaking of this, Terenas seemed to have made a decision, "Then, okay, Uther, get ready. Now is the time for our prince to truly set foot on the battlefield."
Arthas tried his best to restrain himself and didn't shout excitedly. Perhaps he could meet Jaina in this operation to encircle and suppress the green-skinned orcs.
"Thank you, Father, I will definitely not let you down!"
"Of course, my son, you have always been my pride!"
The reappearance of Orgrim and his orc forces was nothing more than a minor nuisance in the eyes of the people of Lordaeron and Stromgarde.
If you don't believe it, look, the kingdom sent troops to suppress them, but the commanders of the army are all young.
The people of Stromgarde had only heard that Ronin, Jaina, and Ilucia were junior disciples of their beloved prince. Although their strength had surpassed most people, it still couldn't change the fact that they were inexperienced.
The situation in Lordaeron was even more so. The people there had watched the prince grow up. Even though Terenas's public relations campaign was very successful, everyone in Lordaeron knew that the prince was strong, but he was only nineteen years old.
Look, the army commander is only as old as my child. This orc rebellion must not be as powerful as the last one.
This was the mentality of the people of the Eastern Kingdoms.
Therefore, even though an army of over ten thousand passed through, they still did what they had to do, at most adding some gossip to their after-dinner conversations.
However, Galen would not think so. Orgrim was an excellent strategist and a capable commander. Even with Arthas and Ronin, they might not be able to suppress him.
However, Lordaeron had Uther to hold down the fort, and Ronin and the others had Gandalf remotely watching over them, so they could be instantly teleported away to save their lives at critical moments.
Soon, the trolls were ready.
When it came to summoning their Loa gods, even though they had regressed and become more primitive, they had still preserved the practice completely.
Galen once thought that the Azerothian pantheon could be divided into the Titan pantheon, the Wild God pantheon, and the Loa spirit lineage.
But after he transcended, he realized that the Wild Gods barely reached the level of gods, after all, they were the embodiment of Azeroth's life essence and represented life energy.
As for the Loa spirits, they were at most just larger animal spirits. They had neither gained Azeroth's recognition nor had a long enough history. At most, they were just a group of beast spirits. Compared to the ancient demigods who were born with Azeroth, they were too weak and didn't deserve to be called gods at all.
There was also one more thing… If there weren't enough believers to worship them, then their combat power would be greatly reduced.
To put it this way, now that Galen was a demigod in the early stages, he could take on ten Loa like Shadra and Akali, who were ranked in the middle and lower reaches.
At the central altar of Shadra'nor, Thassarian was leading several priests from the tribe to prepare for the ceremony.
In fact, with the Scarlet Crusade's conquest of the Witherbark tribe and the change of their high-level officials, there were very few priests who originally belonged to the Spider Queen left. In the past ten years, more Witherbark trolls and Darkpine trolls had converted to the Holy Spirit Lord.
Galen himself didn't need the power of faith. At most, the trolls' faith in him would just give him some fanatical followers.
Based on the principle of not wasting anything, Galen planned to screen some Loa gods and bring them under the command of the Holy Spirit Church, to serve as something like left and right guardians, or four great messengers, so that they could use this extra power of faith.
"Great Spider God, Shadra, please descend and help your believers resist the invading enemies!"
Shadra, a spider Loa who had been worshiped by the Witherbark tribe for thousands of years, had the titles of Poison Spider Queen, Death's Love, and Silk Dancer. She had relatively more believers than other Loa gods, including some Zandalari trolls, Gurubashi trolls, and also the Darkspear, the Revantusk, and the Witherbark tribe.
After the priests finished chanting the incantation, they stepped forward and used the daggers in their hands to slit the throats of dozens of owl beasts, giant bears, and some Witherbark troll prisoners who were originally loyal and unwilling to surrender, and offered them as sacrifices.
Well, this was also one of the reasons why Galen didn't like the Loa spirits. Their way of offering sacrifices was too barbaric and too bloody.
As a large amount of blood flowed out, the strange runes engraved on the altar absorbed the scarlet liquid.
Then a cloud of green smoke began to spread!
It was poison!
The troll prisoners who had their throats slit were not originally fatally wounded, but after inhaling the smoke, they struggled in pain, and finally kicked their legs and died.
The green smoke gradually expanded its range and became a huge cloud of poison, while the corpses of the sacrifices were melted in the strong poison.
The Witherbark trolls kept retreating. In the green poisonous fog, a huge shadow gradually appeared, and a pair of huge mandibles made a hoarse hiss.
"What delicious sacrifices!"
The voice sounded creepy.
"Speak, Witherbark trolls, what kind of enemies do you need me to help you resist in exchange for such rich sacrifices!"
A huge twelve-legged spider crawled out of the poisonous fog and appeared on the altar platform.
It could only be said that beasts were beasts. Except for a few Loa who were truly kind and benevolent, even if they were powerful, they still couldn't get rid of their bloodthirsty and greedy nature. No wonder the ice trolls of Northrend could easily imprison their Loa and extract their power.
As long as the sacrifices were prepared in advance, and then a large number of sacrifices were used to lure their true bodies to descend, it would be easy to catch them.
Shadra was as tall as three meters, and her body was at least six meters long. Her appearance filled the Witherbark trolls with a sense of oppression. If they hadn't known that the Holy Spirit Lord was next to them, the faith in the Loa engraved in their souls would have made them kneel.
"I am the one looking for you, not them."
Galen calmly climbed to the top of the altar pyramid. With a wave of his hand, the group of troll priests were pardoned and ran down the altar.
Only Thassarian and his guards still stood in front of Galen.
"You guys go down too."
Thassarian and his guards were loyal and courageous, but if they stayed, they would just be sending food to Shadra, and they would also hinder Galen.
"Yes, Holy Spirit Lord!"
Seeing the trolls fleeing one after another, Shadra'nor already knew the situation she was in. After all, in addition to the name of Poison Spider Queen, she was also the God of Conspiracy.
"How interesting, a human ruling a troll tribe."
When Emperor Thoradin fought against the forest trolls, Shadra often appeared on the battlefield to help the troll army fight against the human army, so she knew that the hatred between humans and trolls was irreconcilable.
"Oh? As the animal spirit once worshiped by the Witherbark tribe, you must recognize this weapon."
Galen took out the family heirloom sword that he hadn't used for many years: Trol'kalar.
"That sword… You are Thorburn!"
"Such annoying ants!"
Shadra raised two front legs, and a white net appeared out of thin air and fell towards Galen.
At the same time, Shadra's dozen spider legs ran quickly, and her huge mandibles bit directly at Galen!
White spider silk directly enveloped Galen.
Shadra was stunned. Is this human sick in the head?
His entrance made him seem like a big shot, and his strength probably isn't weak, but he couldn't even dodge my spider web?
Whatever, I'll kill him first, then let the Witherbark trolls know my wrath!
"Venomous Sting!"
Shadra rushed to the front of the white giant cocoon that bound Galen, and her hideous mandibles bit down fiercely. The venom in her mandibles was ready, and after biting, it would be injected into the prey's body, melting its body.
The idea was beautiful, but the reality was cruel. How could Galen be taken down so easily?
"Awoo!"
A shrill scream echoed through Ataldazar.
On the platform above the altar, Shadra retreated several steps in pain, and a large amount of green blood flowed from her mandibles.
Her fangs broke!
At this time, the spider cocoon that bound Galen began to expand, and then burst the restraints of the spider silk.
However, Galen didn't enter his complete form like he did against Atal'Dazar; he only unlocked half of his power.
There was no need to go all out to deal with a mere spider loa. Galen was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold back and would beat her to death.
Galen, who was more than three meters tall, was flashing with a translucent golden barrier, holding Tok'kar in his hand. The original greatsword was now like a dagger in his hand.
Then Galen rushed towards Shadra, and before she could react, he swept horizontally, directly cutting off three of her spider legs.
The gray spider legs slammed on the ground, and Shadra suddenly lost the support of three legs and almost fell to the ground.
The spider queen looked down at her three severed forelimbs, her compound eyes filled with disbelief!
This human is so strong!
I'm no match for him!
Shadra had the idea of retreating.
She saw a flash of light in her compound eyes, and four or five calf-sized spiders quickly ran towards Galen from below her body!
Galen's eyes narrowed, and he quickly jumped back!
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
They are really exploding spiders!
If Blaine were here, he might have picked up an axe and hacked at them!
If Galen hadn't fought Atal'Dazar in his previous life, he would have really been tricked by Shadra.
The explosion created a cloud of dust. Galen waved his hand, and an Ice Lance was cast, blowing away the dust that blocked his sight, but he found that the altar platform was empty, and Shadra was gone.
Following the dripping green blood on the platform, Shadra, the big spider, should have jumped off the back of the pyramid altar.
With her ability to spit silk, this dozens of meters of height was like walking on flat ground.
Sure enough, Galen found an adhesion point of a translucent spider silk at the top of the altar.
Galen chuckled, strode forward, and waved Tok'kar in his hand.
The spider silk was quite tough, but fortunately, Galen's strength could not be calculated by ordinary people. In addition, Tok'kar had been strengthened by Galen, and Galen only felt a burst of resistance in his hand.
Bang!
The spider silk broke in response.
Bang!
A sound of a heavy object falling came, followed by a sharp scream.
Galen stuck his head out to look, only to see the Spider God falling out of the walls of Ataldazar on his back, then turning over in a panic, moving her remaining legs, and staggering towards the distant forest.
"Futile struggle!"
Whoosh!
The long-lost signal flare rose into the air, and then the dense red dragonhawks outside the city chased after the direction where the Spider God was fleeing under the control of the knights.
Taz'dingo rushed up the stairs of the altar with his gnoll guard.
"Holy Light Lord? The Spider God has escaped?"
Galen did not speak.
There was some worry in Taz'dingo's eyes. The spider queen has many followers among the trolls. If she recovers and sends down a divine order to have the Zandalari and Jungle trolls strangle the Witherbark tribe, it would be dangerous.
However, Taz'dingo's worries were superfluous. Soon, there was a commotion in the forest, and then he saw a dozen dragonhawks dragging a scarlet magic net back.
Taz'dingo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The dragonhawks landed in the center of Ataldazar. The gnoll residents in Ataldazar gathered around when they saw this situation.
The spider queen roared frantically, and a large amount of green blood spilled.
The loa, who had been worshiped by thousands of trolls for thousands of years, was bound by a magic net like a stray dog, and was watched by everyone like prey.
At this moment, the prestige accumulated by Queen Shadra in gnoll society for thousands of years was completely lost.
Galen stepped forward and threw a druid's Soothe on it. The spider queen was still struggling.
Seeing that it was ineffective, Galen continued to throw Soothe, throwing more than a dozen in a row. Seeing that the spell was about to fail, the spider queen finally calmed down.
Galen stretched out his hand and activated the menagerie skill: Tame Beast.
A burst of green light flashed, and the spider queen's compound eyes looked at Galen with a much gentler expression.
I tamed the spider queen!
Galen had great trust in the power of the Heart of Origin. With a wave of his hand, the dragonhawk knights ended the restraint of the magic net. After Shadra regained her freedom, the surrounding trolls collectively retreated a circle.
As a result, they were greatly shocked in the next moment!
The spider queen Shadra lowered her noble head and crawled in front of Galen!
Galen turned around and announced loudly: "Her Majesty Queen Shadra, from today onwards, joins the Holy Light Sect and becomes a divine envoy under the Holy Light Lord!"
Wow!
"Holy Light Lord! Holy Light Lord!"
The Witherbark trolls were cheering heartily.
Galen left the city center with Shadra and re-ascended the altar. Later, he would take the spider queen to Zul'Aman to continue summoning the rhino god Akali.
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Hillsbrad Foothills, Rhonin and the others led an army of ten thousand to garrison Durnholde Keep.
At the gate of the castle, Jaina saw the chaotic construction work around her, and the chevaux-de-frise on the plain were even burning with flames.
A large number of soldiers wearing Stromgarde armor and robes were cleaning the battlefield, and a large number of healers wearing priest robes were running back and forth, treating the human wounded.
The army commander of Durnholde Keep was Galen's cousin, Danath Trollbane.
At this time, his armor was covered in blood, and even on his left chest, the armor was split open by a heavy weapon such as a battle axe!
"Praise the Holy Light, are you the reinforcements sent by Galen?"
Danath held his helmet, with the weapon gifted by Galen, Kingsblade, strapped to his back.
"Ha, you are the kid Rhonin? Are you the girl Jaina and Illyria?" Danath had been guarding Durnholde for six years, and six years was enough time for the three mages to grow up.
"That's right, Brother Danath, I'm Rhonin. Senior Brother Galen asked me to follow your command and end the gnoll turmoil as soon as possible!"