World of Warcraft: When Alliance and Horde Characters Swap Roles

It didn't take long to learn the Draenei language, and Garok had no intention of cultivating a group of translators. After the shamans understood some basic conversations, the course was almost complete.

As the classes gradually decrease, Nergo can also feel that he has more and more free time. From the beginning, he prepared for the next class every day, to now he only has one class a week, which makes him feel that he has more and more free time. Many shamans have become idle.

People can't be idle. When they are idle, they will want to make some big news.

Nergo didn't know if this was correct, but it was just right when applied to these shamans.

They were going to play a guest role as adventurers, but one of them was missing, so they found Nergo.

They gathered at the blacksmith shop in Wakush. As a Blackstone Orc, this guy cleverly used his strengths and went to the Throne of Elements to use his old skills to facilitate everyone while also bringing him some extra money.

When Nergo came to the blacksmith shop again this time, Wakusz, who was still lying down on the blanket and was bored, showed him a smile after seeing him.

"Everyone is waiting for you."

Amukwa enthusiastically handed Nergo a bottle of drink.

It was sour and sweet, and seemed to be the juice squeezed from some fruit.

Wakush, Amukwa, and the two bragging shamans from before...

Nergo looked at them, and there were only four words in his mind: All the talents are here.

Five shamans, not a single tank, a pure chopper team that relies solely on output to deal damage. Can this dungeon still be played?

"Are you going to form a group to hunt goats?" Nergo said lazily as he looked at them.

"Goat hunting? No, no, no." The shaman who had been punched hard by Nelgo had white paint on his face. His name was Yolin. Although he had the same name as their chief's son, Nelgo Ge has confirmed that his surname is not Deadeye, nor is he the son of Kilrogg. It is worth mentioning that he and the orc Darth who boasted with him are brothers, and they are both blood from the Tanaan jungle. Ring Orcs.

Nergo looked up and asked in surprise: "Is it possible that you really want to go on an adventure?"

"Of course." Das said: "We have already planned to go to the Elemental Highlands. Almost all the fallen elemental creatures there are dead, which is just the right time for us to pick up the slack."

"It's a good idea." Nergo pretended to sincerely praise him. No wonder everyone said that the blood ring orcs are mentally ill. Mental patients have broad ideas. It's rare for him to come up with such a good idea.

"Yeah, I think so too." Wakush took a sip of the drink in his cup, "I might be able to find some ore there that's tainted with their power. The Bloodband brothers can get some herbs, and Amukwa needs elements. At the core of biology, we all have something we want, and that brings us together."

"Then why are you looking for me? I don't have what I want." Nergo said: "And I must remind you that although many elemental creatures have died, it does not mean that there are none. There may even be more that remain. Stronger.”

"Then are you afraid?" Yolin looked at Nergo provocatively, and Nergo snorted: "You should understand why the wrath of the elements kills the corrupted elements in the elemental highlands."

"Of course I know." Yolin immediately changed his face and looked at Nergo with a smile. "We have discussed it. When we come back this time, each of us will give you something. What do you think?"

"Das and I can configure herbal alchemy. I believe you also know about Wakush's forging skills. As for Amukwa." He said: "His tailoring skills are quite good."

Is it really true that all talents are perfect? Nergo was a little surprised. They all had their own unique skills.

"This? That's not bad." Nergo said while thinking about the last time he went to the Elemental Highlands. Indeed, he didn't find anything good. This time, he might be able to gain something by going with them.

Moreover, even if he comes back empty-handed, the reward they promised him will probably not be less. In this regard, the moral level of the orcs can still be trusted.

"Then it's settled." Yolin said with a smile, "Let's have a good night's rest here tonight, and we'll set off early tomorrow morning."

What my father said was right. As expected, the Warsong Orcs couldn't stand the technique of provoking generals.

When Nergo looked at them laughing and hugging each other, Amukwa suddenly came over and took his hand and walked out.

"Wakush said he would light a bonfire to barbecue outside." He whispered with a smile. "He really wants us to see his barbecue skills."

That's right. Wakus found a few sticks as firewood, then threw a fireball to ignite it. After a burst of ghostly cries and howls, everyone gathered around the bonfire to enjoy themselves.

………………

Early the next morning, as soon as Nergo opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the grass with a brown arm beside him. He rubbed his eyes and looked around. The bonfire had been extinguished, and the four orcs except him were Lying with his back on the grass, even Amukwa, who was usually the most...elegant and calm, looked like a drunkard, with a big bowl in his hand resting on the ground.

"You guys are playing really crazy." Nergo muttered, standing up and preparing to wake them up one by one. If they were not lucky last night, they might see orcs being picked off by wild beasts when they wake up. tragedy.

But when I think about it carefully, it seems that he is the reason why they are like this. Looking back on last night, everyone had a good time eating mutton, but someone suddenly wanted to make a noise and drink...

"It's definitely not me." Nergo woke up the last orc, the one who had slept the hardest. Even though he was still talking nonsense now that he was awake, it could be seen what he drank last night. How many, "Hey, wake up, wake up."

Seeing that he didn't respond, Nergo simply brought a gust of cool breeze. Maybe he would be refreshed after a while.

After a while, Wakusz was still looking straight ahead, with a serious expression on his face, as if he was facing some ferocious beast.

"Are you still sober? Brother." Yolin came up and smiled coldly, "Would you like us to give you a sobering drink? I guarantee that you will be energetic immediately after drinking it."

"Hmm, huh?" Wakush immediately turned his head, "Go, go, save your drink for yourself to drink when you mutate."

Can ordinary people drink the things from the Blood Ring Clan? It's a small thing if there are bugs in it after drinking it, but it's a big deal if you mutate it.

"Are we ready to leave now?" Amukwa asked.

Wakush took a breath, and after a full burp, he said in his loud voice: "Let's go, target the Elemental Highlands!"