World of Warcraft: When Alliance and Horde Characters Swap Roles

After that day, Nergo seemed to have returned to a peaceful campus life. He continued his studies with other shamans. Lightning shields, making totems, and more efficient lightning chains were all simple spells for him. It's already within reach.

But the shaman's course is never just spellcasting training. Nergo spent some time on the back mountain and personally hunted a Tabu sheep as a gift to a shaman from the Blackstone clan and asked him to build a high-quality The ax, his previous weapon, had been worn out in the battles in the past few days and could no longer be used.

It can be seen that the Blackstone Shaman is very happy. After all, this means that Nergo recognizes his forging technology.

Dang Dang Dang.

The heavy forging hammer was swung in his hand, and drops of sweat dripped from his forehead. Nergo watched his forging process intently.

It’s just that I didn’t understand anything.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll steal my lessons?" Nergo couldn't help but ask him. This Blackstone Orc didn't seem to care at all about the leakage of his clan's forging methods.

"Huh?" He grinned and laughed, "Now it's just some simple forging. I haven't used our clan's unique skills yet."

Then, he said again: "As for the current process, you can watch it if you want."

"forget it."

Nergo left wisely, giving him time to display his unique skills.

Wakush - the name of this Blackstone Shaman. Although he is not as fast as their chief Blackhand who can forge enough weapons for an army in one night, he just gave Nergo a man-made weapon. An ax is quite easy.

After a while, the banging in the room ended, and as the door opened, a stream of hot air and black smoke floated out from inside.

"Ahem." Nergo summoned a gust of wind to blow away the heat, and saw Vakus coming out carrying a black ax with purple light.

"Here, the ax you want." Vokush handed the heavy ax to Nergo. The quality of the weapon was good, which he could tell at a glance. The material was chosen from black stone ore, which is rare. The metals only exist in Gorgrond, and the only people who can temper and forge them are blacksmiths from the Blackrock Clan.

"It's really good." Nergo tried to swing the ax. Yes, it was very smooth, but what surprised him even more was that after picking up the ax, he actually felt that his body was stronger and the weapon was stronger. The radiance gradually entered his body from the weapon, and this magic made him feel much stronger.

This ax is also enchanted! ? This was Nergo's first reaction. He even felt that he had not had enough rest last night to hallucinate. These days, the blacksmith helps to build weapons and also adds enchanting business?

Can he still afford it?

Nergo's expression was a little dull. This dullness made Wakusz feel funny. How could he still make such an interesting expression?

"The Seal of the Black Stone." The smile on Vokush's face became more obvious. "Attaching the Seal of the Black Stone to a weapon can perfectly enhance the user's body."

Then he added: "I don't charge you any extra money for this spell. It's just the reward for treating me to Tabu sheep." He licked his lips as he spoke, seeming to be lost in memories, "That Dunta Bu Yang did really well."

"Is it because of this?" Nergo couldn't help but said: "If a Tabu sheep can be exchanged for an enchantment, I will catch sheep for you every day."

"Go, go." Wakush waved his hand in disgust, "I just enchanted you this time. I'll have to pay extra next time."

"No problem." Nergo used an enchanted weapon for the first time. He felt that this ax was at least ten times better than his previous weapon. He took out the gold from the package and handed it to Vakush, believing that he would use this ax The weapon is used to practice combat skills with other orcs, which will definitely greatly improve his melee combat skills.

However, his practice plan will be postponed for a while, because Garlock will now teach them a brand new course.

"Hiss." Nergo, who had just walked out of the wooden house, returned to the room and put on an extra robe. After the corrupted elements in the elemental highlands were basically cleared away, the elements here gradually returned to normal, and the weather inevitably started to change. A little cold.

In World of Warcraft, there are many factors that affect the weather, but the most common cause is elemental problems.

For example, in the original plot, after Gul'dan attacked the Throne of the Elements, the weather in Draenor was like being sick. The temperature soared in places where there were icebergs, and there were sudden floods in places that had been dry all year round.

What matters is a weather rebellion. Although the Throne of Elements was not that outrageous before, it was basically cool one day and hot one day. The temperature completely depended on the mood of the elemental creatures in the elemental highland next door.

It was cold today, and Garlock didn't know if it was because of this that he didn't take the shamans outside to practice communication elements and combat training.

He called everyone into a big room, which Nergo used to call the soul's home.

Just like the building where shamans are trained in Warcraft, this soul destination is usually where Garok teaches them cultural lessons.

"It's cultural class again." After entering the door, Garlock was holding a book in front of him and saying this. A group of students were sitting quietly on the blanket below. After Nergo entered the room, they all seemed to have discussed it. Looking this way.

"I seem to be late?" He hesitated.

Garlock looked up at him and said, "Not yet. You came just in time. Find a place to sit wherever you like."

After Nergo found a place where no one was sitting and sat down, he also looked at the other shamans around him. What were they holding?

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"The Language of the Draenei"

"Are you going to speak Draenei today?" Although Nergo was a little strange, it wasn't a bad thing to learn more. He listened carefully to Garok's speech on the stage.

"Relax, children." Garok said: "Today we are going to talk about the language of those blue-skinned neighbors. They are the draenei. What do you know about the draenei?"

"Weak!" said an orc whose body was covered with tattoos and whose face was also tattooed: "I heard the elders of the clan tell their stories, the story of the weak Draenei."

weak……

Nergo realized that many of his own kind had this idea, which could be seen from the echoes of other shamans.

But there were also orcs who opposed his opinion, Amukvar. The Shadowmoon orc retorted: "That's not the case. I have met the Draenei in Shadowmoon Valley. Not only are they not weak, but they also have the same understanding of gods as us. High respect, as evidenced by their vast temple cities.”

For a time, following Amukwa's rebuttal, the orc shamans expressed their opinions one by one.

One said the draenei were proud and brave.

Another said that the draenei were weak and could only live in the city.

In short, there were endless arguments in the classroom and it became a mess.

"Stop." Garok stopped their argument, which was gradually becoming dangerous. He and the shamans said, "You all have your own opinions on whether the draenei are brave, but that's not what I want to say."

"Is it their goods?" an orc said jokingly.

"Yes, it's their goods." Garlock nodded immediately, and he said to the students: "I believe you have seen it in your own clan, and every once in a while, a Draenei caravan will come to you. The clans do business, exchanging their goods for our furs and the like.”

Seeing the students nodding one by one, Garlock continued: "The importance of this trade is undoubted for us. Many times our trading partners are only the Draenei, and as a shaman, many times we need When we go to communicate with them, the importance of the Draenei language becomes self-evident."

At this point, he picked up a scroll and drew an abstract creature, "Start by getting to know their gods."