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After solving the Settai problem, Nairgo also gained a lot of admiration and respect among these crow exiles, and if there is a favorability setting in the game, it is similar even if he is not full at the moment.

Even after Nairgo promised the tribe that they could help them capture Tongtian Peak, the Raven Exiles agreed to the tribe's invitation without hesitation, and Esca immediately ordered Reshad to lead some of the tribesmen to Nagran.

At this point, what he needs to do with the exile is almost complete, and the subsequent actions such as Aisca's resurrection of Tyrok, the king of claws, have nothing to do with him.

At this time, Nairgo had already embarked on his way to the Broken Hand Clan.

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Blade Boxing Fort.

As usual, in the arena, which smelled of sweat and blood, a large number of hand-breaking orcs gathered here.

And on the stage, an orc shouted something loudly.

This orc looks even stronger than Gromash, and he is covered with strong muscles, but it may be a habit he developed in the early years of the duel arena, or it may be a financial problem of the clan.

He didn't have a bit of armor on him, just brown shorts....

It looks like it is poor and ruthless.

He is none other than Broken Hand Chief Kargas Blade Fist.

"Warriors of the Broken Hand Clan, go and deal with your prey!"

Kagas held his left hand aloft. In the sunlight, the scythe blade on the left hand reflects a dazzling light.

His hand swung forward, wielding a huge arc with his scythe. The scythe blade slashed through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound that spread throughout the arena.

Under his audience, his warriors were also showing their superb fighting skills, and all kinds of shouts, taunts and fights turned this arena into a slaughterhouse.

There is never a shortage of broken arm stump here.

And this is also the tradition of the name of the Broken Hand clan.

As a clan founded by the Ogre's Arena Slave Revolt, most of the orcs in the clan are arena masters with strong martial arts.

But the long period of captivity gave the clan its own "corporate culture".

That is, shamans can do without, hard labor can be without, but ruthlessness cannot be without.

Cut off the arm and replace it with a weapon.

These cruel abusers sometimes don't even have to fight to scare a lot of people with the energy to not take their lives seriously.

But this time, their enemies were not intimidated. This is partly because many of them are already familiar with this fear.

They have many opponents, other Broken Hand Orcs, Bladed Tiger Man, and Raven Man.

Kargas Blade Fist stood on the high platform of the arena, watching the gladiators fighting below burst into laughter.

This is the powerful warrior he trains, this is the killing machine of the Broken Hand Clan.

"Kill them all, I don't want a single living person!" shouted Kargas to the captured aliens.

And for his own people, he also showed no mercy, "Only those who survive are worthy of being called broken hand orcs." "

He was not a shadow moon orc influenced by shamanic culture, nor a war song orc who valued honor over life, some called him a slave trader, others called him an executioner.

But he knew that he was just a gladiator who wanted to live, and so did his people.

And since he chose to become a gladiator, there is no need for the weak to stay, leaving them will only make it difficult for other orcs to survive.

Eliminate the weak, Kargas has always thought and done so, and the orcs who died in his arena were by no means half a point less than the aliens.

With this mentality in mind, his eyes began to look for outstanding gladiators in the arena.

The first orc to appear in his line of sight was a somewhat thin orc with long hair and a somewhat thin body like him, as were many of the orcs who rebelled from the Hanging Mallet Castle with Kargas.

The long period of dungeon incarceration left them somewhat malnourished, and the consequence of this was that they were much thinner than the other orcs.

He roared something incoherently. Waving the iron hook that replaced the palm of his hand, he slashed at the neck of a raven man, easily and simply cutting through his flesh and blood, and even his bones.

Even he directly took off the head of this crowman, and let the crow's blood splash his face.

But for him, it was just a warm rain of blood, and he didn't know how many times he had experienced this in the arena of Hanging Hammer Castle. He smiled wickedly and stuck out his tongue to lick the blood of those enemies on his lips. Now there is one more challenger who died in his hands.

"Well done. Kargas never spared his praise for the outstanding gladiator, "Come, prepare good wine, if he can come up alive, I will get drunk with him today." Soon

, the melee in the audience was also divided into winners and losers, and the orc who had high hopes for Kargas did not disappoint Kargas, and he became the gladiator who killed the most.

With a smile, Kargas tossed him a water bag full of wine, and then drank it all up.

"Chief, an outsider is coming.

Kargas asked warily the orcs who came to report, "Is it an enemy?" "

No, chief, according to him, he is a shaman from the Nagran Warsong clan. The soldier paused, "He indicated that he wanted to see you."

"See me?" said Kargas, straightening up, "let him in." "

Not often.

He finally met the shaman from the Warsong clan, after a brief introduction to himself.

Kargas leaned forward slightly, as if to see which way this orc who came from afar was.

This look really shocked him, especially when Nelgo explained that his act of pouring elements into his body instead of flesh and blood made him raise his glass.

"Awesome, really awesome. Kargas sincerely admired, he couldn't forget the pain of smashing his palm with a stone now, and he could actually withstand the rise of lightning instead of flesh and blood.

This undoubtedly represents his strong perseverance.

"Honor your perseverance. As soon as he took a sip, he asked, "Then what are you here for?" Facing

the Thor clan, Nelgo chose to convince them with conquest.

Faced with the Frost Wolf Clan, Nairgo chose to convince them with salvation.

And in the face of the broken hand clan, Nairgo decisively chose both, convincing Kargas with conquest and salvation together.

"Chief Blade Fist, I have come to deliver an extremely important message to you—— He is about whether we orcs can still have freedom in the future, a green-skinned orc named Guldan united with demons beyond the sky to attack the gods, although I and the Hell Roaring Chief thwarted their plot, but their plan did not give up, in the Tanaan jungle, these guys acted recklessly, and if they did not unite, no clan could escape their enslavement, but if we united, we would not only be spared from this, but we would also take advantage of this opportunity to seize larger lands.

Kargas respected the shaman, but he was a little unmoved by Nelgo's words, "The demons outside the sky, attacking the gods, and enslaving all the orcs?"

"The Broken Hand Clan will not be anyone's slave, not just the demon you said, but also the Warsong Clan. Kargas's tone was full of confidence.

Of course, he knows that since it is a coalition army, there must be a commander who commands all parties, this is the shaman of the Warsong clan, who do you say he wants to be the commander?