In the arcane cage, Grommash violently attacked the cage, and the powerful impact caused the cage's bars to emit layer after layer of blue light.
Thrall sighed and then asked Arthas, "How can we eliminate the control of the demon blood on him?"
"To be honest, I don't know much about it. I can only give it a try." Arthas didn't know much about demon blood, so he didn't know how Mannoroth controlled Grommash and the Warsong clan.
“Is the risk of an accident high?”
Arthas turned his head and glanced at Thrall, then turned back to Grommash, "Can there be a worse situation than now?"
This sentence caused Thrall to fall into a long silence. It was not until Arthas was about to expel the demon blood's control over Grommash that he took a deep breath and said in a heavy tone, "If not, at least let him be like a Die like a normal orc."
However, Arthas temporarily turned a deaf ear to Thrall's words and focused his attention on Grommash.
From a normal person's perspective, Grommash is nothing more than a blood-red orc, but in the eyes of Arthas now, dark green blood that is almost like poison flows in his body.
Soul vision gave Arthas the ability to see that mortals could not, and in this vision, Arthas could clearly see the flow of energy.
The demon blood is almost integrated with Grommash's own blood, corroding part of his relatively normal body. This blood is entangled with Grommash's own blood, emitting a steady stream of evil energy, imprisoning Ge. Romansh's self-awareness.
Almost all of these evil energies are made from Grommash's own vitality and spiritual power. No wonder the orcs entangled in the demonic blood will fall into extreme weakness and decadence after being freed from the demonic blood.
Alsace couldn't help but become serious when he realized this. To be precise, such erosion is almost irreversible. The curse of demon blood will follow the orc who drank the demon blood for his whole life, unless the orc reshapes his body and transforms himself. All organs and tissues contaminated by evil energy are replaced.
But this is obviously impossible, so another way to completely get rid of the curse of demonic blood is more reliable: that is to kill the source of this blood, the abyss lord Mannoroth.
However, for Arthas, there is a third option to get Grommash out of his current predicament, which is also very simple, and that is to turn Grommash into a death knight.
The dead do not need blood or anything else to supply nutrients. As long as the evil energy does not corrode the body deeply into the soul, it can even manipulate this energy in turn to make the body violently strengthen for a short period of time.
It's a pity that this simplest and crudest method cannot be used now. Arthas still has to use ordinary means to temporarily "awaken" Grommash.
Originally, Jaina, who was holding the Soul Gem, was supposed to be doing this work. She used her superb magic skills and the mysterious magic weapon related to the soul to take Grommash back from Mannoroth.
In the hands of Alsace, a large part of this process can be simplified, because he is not only blessed by the Holy Light, but also a master of soul skills.
Under the control of Arthas, the holy light turned into star points and sank into Grommash's skin, entangled with the evil blood in his body, consuming the power of evil.
Although this will damage Grommash's own life, if he does not do this, it will not be able to weaken the influence of Mannoroth's power, and even get Grommash back from the hands of the abyss lord.
After temporarily suppressing the demonic blood in Grommash's body, Arthas pretended to use the Holy Light, but actually invaded Grommash's tortured soul.
The demon sword Frostmourne, located in the gap between the Shadow Realm and the real plane, also provided help to Arthas. It began to devour the obviously alienated part of Grommash's soul.
With Frostmourne, the soul-cutting machine, such an operation becomes very simple. It only takes tens of seconds to complete the work that requires the cooperation of multiple psychics and takes several days to complete.
The soul is a rather mysterious realm. Except for the lich, the master of magic among the undead, few people can truly understand this level.
As the souls contaminated and mutated by Mannoroth were eliminated, the bloodthirsty desire in Grommash's eyes gradually weakened. He began to breathe heavily, making Thrall beside him extremely anxious.
As Arthas stopped his hand, the bright holy light faded from Grommash's body. The boiling demon blood in his body finally calmed down. The red skin lost the violent energy of evil and began to return to its original color. green.
Chief Warsong knelt on the ground, covered in sweat. After his body regained control of his soul, he felt the pain that almost made him faint.
Thrall hurriedly walked to the side of the cage, knelt down and asked, "Grommash?! How are you?"
Grommash gasped violently, and at the same time, his voice contained extreme regret, "I...I'm sorry, Thrall, I went against your wishes...ahem..."
"It's okay, it's okay, old man, you're lucky to be back."
After hearing Grommash's words, Thrall's hanging heart finally sank. He put his hand on Grommash's shoulder and used gentle water elements to treat Grommash's injuries.
Grommash also raised his head at this time and looked at Arthas. He said with a rather complicated mood, "Thank you."
Even though he had lost himself, Grommash was not completely unaware of what was happening. If Alsace had not led the alliance soldiers to arrive in time, Thrall might have been severely injured by his own hands.
That would make him feel even more guilty. Bloodhowl's ax blade was not meant to be stained with the blood of his friends.
"Thall, where are my people? Can they break free?"
Grommash thought of the compatriots who drank the fountain of demon blood with him. His heart had long been filled with guilt and regret. If he hadn't insisted on fighting the night elves to the death, they would not have fallen into this trap. There is no way to break out of the desperate situation without drinking demon blood.
Thrall didn't know much about this and could only turn his attention to Alsace.
Alsace's answer shattered the hopes of the two of them, "Not everyone has the endurance you have, Hellscream, this method is effective for you, but the success rate for them is not 100%."
"I...I understand."
"However, it is not impossible. As long as you cut off the most fundamental connection with the demon blood, not only your Warsong clan, but also all the orcs will be freed from the curse of the demon blood.
——Go kill Mannoroth, and no curse will haunt you again. "
