Starting from World of Warcraft, the wind swept the world

Persuading all the orcs and then uniting them to form a tribe is Nelgo's goal all along, and what he is currently going to do.

But were they really persuaded by Nairgo so easily to honestly run to Nagran to serve the War Song Clan?

The success of the Warsong clan has added a lot to Nairgo's confidence, but this does not mean that other clans can be so easy to persuade.

For example, the black hand is greedy for power, and if Gromash cannot gain the support of other chiefs with an absolute advantage, then he is bound to compete for the great chief.

For example, Kargas is murderous, he is a natural killing machine, and if the tribe cannot satisfy his thirst for blood, then his loyalty will not last.

For example, Kilrog, he only believes in fate, and if Kilrog in this world sees fate as he becomes a servant of the Burning Legion, then it is useless to say more.

So for Nelgo, the trip was indeed full of uncertainty, and he could not guarantee that he would win over every clan, but he would do his best.

Since leaving Nagran, Nairgo has not spent much time in the neighboring region of Tarado, where most of the Delaney live.

Although there are also orc clans like Blade Wind, their attitude towards Delaney determines that it is impossible for them to join the tribe with Delaney.

After simply replenishing some supplies in Shatas, Nelgo, wearing a thick coat and carrying the black wolf, got into a Delaney boat and silently watched the scenery passing by.

The scenery is good, and the fallen leaves and shade on both sides of the river make him even want to rest here for a while.

After turning down the enthusiastic boatman, Nairgo mounted a wolf and set out on a mountain road after passing the coast of Oruna.

The air is getting colder.

Nelgo tightened his animal skin coat, which he had prepared for here.

According to the description on the map, as long as he walked along this mountain road, he would reach his first target, Frost Fire Ridge.

Although he has not yet arrived at Frostfire Ridge, just looking at this harsh mountain road Nelgo can also think that the scenery of Frostfire Ridge is estimated to be as good as in the game.

Sure enough, after coming to Frost Fire Ridge, Nairgo completely sat down on his ideas.

The weather here is strange, cold and hot, glaciers and volcanoes, which should be in conflict with each other, creating the extreme environment of Frostfire Ridge.

Since stepping into the land, Nelgo has only felt that he may have brought a little less food.

Are there no beasts here? Of course there are.

Vultures on the edge of the cliff, wyverns nesting next to the volcano.

..................

"These things are simply not something that people can eat. After Nairgo stripped a vulture, he grumbled.

There is nothing in the game, but in reality, Nairgo is suspicious of what orc clan would choose to run to this place to settle.

"Whaa Phew.

Nelgo looked back and found the wolf who accompanied him all the way looking pitifully at the hairless vulture in his hand.

Apparently, he was hungry.

In the previous days of Nairgo's volcanic eruptions, and a blizzard, I don't know whether to curse bad luck or bad weather, in short, this man and a wolf have been starving for many days.

"Gee, here you go.

Nairgo looked at the wolf's wistful eyes, cleanly tore off half of the vulture's flesh and threw it to the wolf to replenish his strength.

Cold, hunger.

Nairgo couldn't bear it anymore at the moment, he couldn't accept that he was actually going to be buried in the environment of Frost Fire Ridge.

In a quiet and dark cave, Nairgo had planned to sleep here for a while, but the hunger in his body made Nairgo unable to sleep.

At this moment, the wolf began to gently bite his pant leg, trying to drag him outward.

"Did you find something?" Nairgo looked at the wolf's strange behavior and realized that it might have found something.

He took up arms, got ready, and walked out of the cave.

"Roar!" Almost

at the same time, in the sky not far away, a strange beast spewed a blazing flame towards the cave where Nairgo was.

This beast has two heads, a long neck, red skin, two skulls with spikes and goat-like horns, yellow eyes, two sharp fangs at the corners of its mouth, and a long tail like a fork on its huge wings that made Nairgo realize it instantly.

Meat...... The two-headed wyvern is coming.

The two-headed wyvern, this beast has the same position as wolves to the Dragonthroat Clan of Golund and the Thor Clan of Frost Fire Ridge, who hunt, tame, and raise it as mounts.

And the origin of Nairgo's name is precisely from this beast.

If it were usual, Nelgo might still think of taming a wyvern as a pet, but now he only has the thin muscles of the wyvern in his eyes.

"Good baby. Nelgo's eyes were fixed on the wyvern, he didn't take its flame breath seriously, he stroked the wolf like a great enemy, opened his mouth, and took a deep breath.

Call.

Nelgo's bulging mouth opened and exhaled, and a warm breeze turned into a gust of wind the moment it left his mouth.

The howling wind.

This breath blew out, a gust of wind blew up from the air, blowing the flames scattered, and the two-headed flying dragon swirled in the air like a gyroscope.

"Give me down!"

Nelgo's palm was aimed at the wyvern, and the wind became more and more violent, and stones and ice were rolled up along with the ice in this ice volcano, smashing into the two-headed wyvern in the air.

At this moment, against the background of snowflakes fluttering in the sky, Nairgo was like a caster who released ice spells, driving the ice cubes to smash the two-headed wyvern dizzy.

"Quick, we're going to catch him!"

The

rough voices belonging to the orcs came not far away.

Judging by the way they dressed, it was a hunting party of the Thor clan, and they flew in with spears and noosos on a smaller two-headed wyvern than the two-headed wyvern they faced.

But when they approached nervously, they saw indeed an elemental creature dressed as an orc in the roar of a two-headed wyvern called Burning Throat, releasing a wildly dancing whirlwind while throwing flickering thunder.

Under the roar of anger, it tried to rush in front of Nairgo several times, was blown away by the wind again many times, and then dodged in the attack of rocks and ice without exception.

You can even be struck by lightning from time to time.

It was as if the Thunder God orcs were not chasing the two-headed wyvern who was famous and ordered by the chief Iron Wolf to capture, but a stupid bird with two heads.

It wasn't until the wyvern fell weakly on the snow with a roar, which turned into a delicious meal for him and the black wolf, that they looked at each other numbly.

"This... Are you sure it's a roar?" asked the orcs incredulously, how did the murderous beast that several of their hunting teams had only injured take down in front of this creature like a joke.

"Can't be wrong. Another said, "Look at his wings and the wounds left by the piercing of our spears." In

the midst of the discussion, some people even muttered that this guy would kill them together.

They looked at Nairgo with a guarded face, there were many elemental creatures in Frost Fire Ridge, but wind elemental creatures were indeed rare.

Until Nelgo walked towards them, they raised their weapons one by one, and the faces of the leaders changed drastically.

Unexpectedly, after the creature approached, it spoke fluent orc language, "I am the adjutant of the Warsong Clan Chief Hell Roar, take me to meet your chief Iron Wolf."

At this moment, he still had roaring blood on his lips.