Starting from World of Warcraft, the wind swept the world

"Tazag.

"Tazag!"

Tazag listened to the voices outside the wooden house, rubbed his forehead, got up, and put on his shoes.

Striding to the door.

As soon as he opened the door, sure enough, as he expected, it was Nairgo, a friend who had known him for four years.

When Nairgo saw Tazag open the door, he was not polite, went directly into the house, put his axe aside, and sat on the blanket.

"Hey, brother, when are you going to go?"

Tazag rubbed his eyes, he was still in his dream, he looked a little confused at this time, "Genius just dawned, right?

"It's not early!" Nairgo reluctantly picked up the kettle in the room and poured a large glass full of water, "There are not many opportunities to prove ourselves at our age."

Tazag took the glass of water and gulped it down, "I see that you simply enjoy the feeling of being praised after hunting and the envious eyes of everyone."

"Of course. Nairgo laughed, "Only then can I prove my glory."

"Not to mention. Nairgo suddenly lowered his voice and whispered: "Aren't we all for this?" Looking

at Nairgo, who was squeezing his eyebrows, Tazag couldn't help but laugh, "That's right, our glory is to make others envious, wait for me, brother, after I pack my things, we will set off together."

"Okay, then you can hurry. Nairgo took a small piece of Tabu sheep's flesh from his waist pocket, tore it off in half and handed it to Tarzag.

Tazag was also not polite, like Nairgo, he had not eaten anything when he woke up early in the morning, he chewed on the cooked tabu lamb, although there was no good seasoning, but the meat of the tabu lamb itself was an excellent ingredient.

"Eat slowly, it's still hot. Nairgo took the kettle on the side and poured it into the cup, "This has cool water."

"I listen... People say... Hell Roaring Chief... Permit. Tazag said as he gulped down meat and water.

It wasn't until he had eaten all that he uttered the last words, "He is ready for you to go to the Elemental Throne to be taught by the shaman."

Nairgo nodded, "That's all to be expected, isn't it?"

Tazag didn't deny it, but followed his words, "That's right, you're an orc who was born with the elemental affection.

His eyes were full of envy, "I asked others, and they said what you saw when you were baptized.

"A breeze and lightning surrounded you, and you looked like a god.

Nairgo almost didn't laugh, "What kind of god am I? I'm still far behind, the gods summoned by our ancestors are legendary, but they destroyed the ogre empire."

Tazag waved his hand, "No matter what, you are a hero of God's destiny.

"It's not a decree. Nairgo pretended to be serious, "I set it." "

That's not it.

If he hadn't practiced Maghan Shaman, a Blood Elf Mage or a Human Hunter, maybe he would have followed the example of Nathanos and Ronin and put his arm around the Windrunner sisters to watch the sunrise.

And where to give himself Gandrano to be a tribesman.

"Come on, you. Tazag gave him a blank look and took out a set of clothes made of the leather of a split-hoofed oxen from the bed next to him and put it on his body.

Like Nairgo, Tazag is also a rather strong orc, although he is not as strong as Nairgo, but he is also a runner who can run horses on his arms in his previous life.

Start a live broadcast and rely on this muscle alone to make a small fire.

Let's just say that among his peers in the clan, Tazag alone beats two orc brats is not a problem.

Although there is also a reason why the cooperation between orcs is too poor.

Moments later, Tazag was ready to go, with three throwing spears tied to his back in leather armor, two short axes in his hand, and a fisherman's hat on his head that he didn't know where to get.

"You're dressed up..." Nairgo was faceless, just like this, it was a ghost in the game.

"It's quite unique.

The corners of Tazag's mouth rose, revealing those two large, pointed fangs, "I'm sure I'll be able to charm a whole bunch of girls like this."

Nairgo patted him on the shoulder, "I wish you could charm a large band of Beast Girls so that our hunt would be a little easier." The

two orcs slapped their palms, but when Nelgo turned his head, Tazag couldn't help but quickly shake his palm.

Looking at Tazag's appearance, Nairgo turned around and said, "I said earlier that you should go to a veteran to learn two tricks.

Nelgo gestured twice, "Just like this."

"Just your strength?" said nonsense directly to Nairgo, "it's useless for me to find a sword saint to teach me."

"I don't know what's going on with your weird power." Tazag muttered softly.

"Okay, don't waste time. Nairgo pulled Tazag out the door and straight for the stall.

It was where the usual hunting parties gathered, and this time was no exception.

When passing by the gladiatorial arena, Nelgo saw that a large group of orcs were gathering there, mixed with the cheers and war cries of the orcs from time to time.

"Someone is dueling today?" asked Nairgo casually.

Tazag glanced at the gladiatorial arena, "Yes, the duel between Wolf Cavalry Staple and Sentinel Romu.

Tazag said indifferently: "The two of them always quarrel, and Staple always can't quarrel with him, so duels between the two of them are common."

"Why don't they just Macgola?" Nairgo couldn't say anything about the temper of these orcs.

Duel without a word.

You tarnished my glory

? Duel! You want to be my boss

? Duel! You also fancy that girl? Duel!

In short, the reason for the duel was simply eye-opening for Nairgo, and for a time made Nairgo suspect that the small orc population had something to do with this custom.

"Markgola?" Tazag nodded, "Good idea, I'll go and suggest them a Macgola when I get back."

"Okay, don't mess up. Nairgo hurriedly stopped Tazag's dangerous thoughts, "Both of them are good fighters, it would be a pity if they died in vain because of some spats." "

Who doesn't know, Macgola is a duel to the death.

Before the formation of Sal's new tribe, only one of the two orcs involved in Macgora survived.

Unless, of course, the opponent spares your life.

Besides, if you choose to surrender, you won't really die, but you'll just be banished in disgrace.

"Look ahead, the beast pen has arrived. "Suddenly a smell came.

Nairgo covered his nose, "What have these wolves eaten?"

Tazag also smelled the stench, "I think I should advise the chief to change places next time."

Since a large number of wolves in Gromasheri are kept here, the smell is amazing.

But if there is something wrong with what you eat, the taste is almost the same as the wind and smell.

"Ahem. Beast King Grogolok was a little embarrassed, the smell was indeed bad, but he couldn't cover his nose regardless of the image, "Hmm... Since the weather has been relatively hot recently, and there are a lot of wolves, so..." After a simple explanation, he turned on his horse... I mean wolves.

"Everyone, go!"