World of Warcraft: When Alliance and Horde Characters Swap Roles

"I hope your bones will be as hard as your mouth later!" The orc killer glared angrily, but this attracted Nergo's disdain, "Are you worthy of the two of us?"

"What do you mean? Do you want to have all the fun?" Before the orc killer said anything, Tazage became anxious.

Nergo comforted him: "Is this idiot worthy of being called fun? Why don't you pick another opponent who is better than him?"

At this time, Gu Zuk watched the angry orc killer gradually move away. He hurriedly stepped forward to raise the fire, "This orc killer..."

"Shut up!" Tazzag was not used to this damn fat man. He glared at Guzuk, "You just need to announce the start of the game."

Seeing the appearance of these two orcs, Gu Zuk was not anxious and just smiled, "Okay... okay."

"Hopefully I won't find the orc's head when I clean up the body."

After saying a harsh word, he led the two of them to the players' lounge. As soon as they entered, he pointed at the other orc and said, "That's right. When he finishes fighting, it will be your turn."

The ogre walked out of the hall, giving Nergo time to prepare.

"Fortunately, you still have time to rest." The orc followed Guzuk out. He was holding a large long knife. Generally speaking, this kind of weapon can only be used by the sword masters of the Burning Blade Clan.

He didn't say a word when he came in from Nergo. He just looked at the two new orcs before he came on stage and said calmly: "Don't be afraid. If you don't win, you'd rather die."

Tazzag glanced at him, "Humph, lok-tar."

Nergo looked towards the direction of the arena and said calmly: "May your blade be always sharp."

"That's natural." The orc nodded, "I'm not here to die, and I believe you are the same."

"Of course, we are here for the glory." Nergo responded.

"What kind of glory?" the orc asked.

"The glory that comes with blood," Nergo replied.

"That orc, come out quickly! Stop reminiscing about the past."

Over there, the ogres were already urging the players to take the field.

Then, the orc said: "My name is Lantreso, and if you make it out alive maybe we can have a drink together."

Lantrexo?

That orc-draenei hybrid, the banished Blade Master, a future master strategist?

Well, it seems that I am quite lucky.

Nergo didn't expect that just a casual trip to the arena would lead him to meet a famous figure in history.

After a while, a familiar voice came to mind again. It was the voice of the arena host.

It seems that Lantrexo has taken care of his opponent?

Worthy of being a sword master.

Tazage was also amazed, "It's only been less than five minutes, right?"

"Yes." Nergo walked towards the door, and it was his turn to perform next.

Next up is a young shaman from the Warsong clan. As a violent orc shaman, he is preparing to face the powerful ogre gladiator Crushing Hammer, known as the orc killer, alone today!

Da da da.

There was a sound of footsteps.

Nergo, who was waiting to play, heard the door to the lounge open, and it was Guzuk again, "Orc, it's your turn to play next."

"Yes." Nergo nodded, picked up his ax and walked towards the arena.

"Orc killer?" Nergo sneered.

Hammer, the extremely huge and furious ogre! This huge destroyer and his armored boar companions take pleasure in erasing the lives of orcs, but can he still have the courage to wield a weapon when faced with a shaman who masters magical magic?

"This host is the old Gonghuo Master." Even through a door, he could feel the ogre's anger and the stench emanating from his body.

As the arena door opened, Nergo also successfully met his opponent.

To exaggerate, it was a giant monster with arms as big as his thighs, like a wild boar standing up. It was roughly estimated to weigh at least seven or eight hundred pounds. Even a tauren would probably be like this.

Looking at the equipment on his body, the Trial Arena thoughtfully gave him a set of armor composed of chains and iron sheets, a huge warhammer, and a horned helmet.

This is the Ogre, a war machine that is a little clumsy but extremely physical.

Looking at his opponent, Nergo was wearing a black armor on his upper body and a battle ax made of black stone in his hand.

I didn't feel how scary this ogre was when I was indoors before, but when I saw him on the field fully armed, he looked really extraordinary.

Sure enough, he was not called the Orc Killer for nothing.

Thinking of this, Nergo put away his contempt and stared at the hammer with all his attention.

"Cruel hammer!"

"Nergo!"

"Kill this ogre!"

"Smash the little orc!"

Listening to the cheers from the audience, Nergo showed a mocking smile on his cold face, "Did you hear that? Some people are waiting for you to die."

The ogre seemed to be going crazy. His already irritable mental state became even more frantic under the influence of these cheers. He waved the warhammer in his hand and roared loudly. The big wild boar next to him was also breathing heavily. Staring hard at the Nergo in front of him.

On the stage, Sokota Iron Skull, one of the hosts, shouted loudly: "Everyone in the audience, let's see if the crushing hammer, known as the orc killer, can end this game with a crushing force!"

Another host, Crazy Jon, shouted: "It is said that the last contestant who challenged the hammer was turned into minced meat and fed to his wild boar!"

"So you're the only little orc here to die? Are your companions scared? Hahahahaha...ah!"

The mad laughter of the hammer suddenly stopped, and a ball of condensed lightning bloomed in his chest like a flower. The fusion of wind element and shamanic power made him feel the chill of death in his chest.

"Sneak attack? Despicable orc, the crushing hammer will turn you into a corpse!"

A smile appeared on Nergo's face, and then the wind element attached to the soles of his feet, and under the urging of magic, he quickly rushed to the side of the hammer.

"Ha! I'll smash you!" The hammer swung the hammer and hit Nergo with a gust of wind.

next moment!

Nergo's figure quickly turned into a ghost wolf and rushed to the side. He chose to dodge the hammer's heavy blow.

"So fast?" Nian Zhui muttered, then opened his eyes wide and grinned: "Again!"

Another hammer blow, and in order to prevent Nergo from avoiding it, his pet wild boar also hit Nergo directly at his master's order.

Without hesitation, Nergo quickly threw out the totem in his pocket. After being activated, the totem greedily absorbed wind elements from the surrounding air.

He was getting closer, and he couldn't bear the heavy blow from the hammer. Even a tauren would not be happy to be hit by an ogre's hammer for no reason, and what about the wild boar that blocked his retreat?

"burst!"

As the wind elements gathered, the lightning surge totem exploded quickly, and the condensed power of the wind elements turned into lightning bolts that stunned the charging wild boar.

Nergo quickly came to his previous location and picked up the black stone battle axe. "That's all you have? Then you won't live long."

Still at that rapid speed, Nergo slashed his ax across the ogre's face with a horrified expression. As a huge ogre, Nergo naturally couldn't dodge left and right like Nergo.

He also became fierce, stretched out his left hand, and blocked Nergo's attack with one arm.

As the hammer dropped its left arm, the atmosphere in the arena became even more intense, and everyone in the audience shouted loudly.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Hammer! You loser! Get up!"

"Why haven't you smashed this little orc yet? You're as stupid as your pig!"

It can be seen that they have high hopes for the Hammer in their previous "investment plan". Most people feel that the Hammer will be as strong in this game as before.

But who knows, they didn't catch up when they were making money, and they couldn't even hide when they were losing money.

"Ah!" The ogre yelled in pain.

incredible! The hammer grinder got off to a bad start.

He's missing an arm!

The armor on it is pretty much useless.

After hearing the host's words and the insults he received from the surrounding audience, Nian Hammer became even more anxious and angry.

Then he aimed his heavy hammer at Nergo's position and pounded it hard for a while, as if he wanted to release all his anger.

But the orcs were much more flexible than the ogres after all, and with the help of the wind element, the shaman simply had an advantage.

And from time to time, he used spells to create small wounds on his body, and even maliciously used strong winds to blow at the wounds on his broken arms.

I don’t know if Hammer will get tetanus.

Under this teasing attack, Nergo was furious, and he finally found an opportunity. After one of his attacks, Nergo seemed to be a little exhausted?

His eyes lit up, and he knew that orcs were orcs. These thin guys couldn't cope with a long battle. He was ready to expose a flaw and attract Nergo's attack. At the same time, he made a special cry, a cry that he usually used to train wild boars. Voice.

The hammer deliberately attracted Nergo, just like he planned. He is thick-skinned and has a high error tolerance. Even if he fails, he will try again.

In the eyes of the audience, Nian Hammer's life is undoubtedly like a candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time.

He was breathing heavily, swinging the weapon slower and slower, and even the wild boar lay beside him exhausted.

The situation at this moment was like the shaman could cut off his head with just a little effort.

Sure enough, just as Nian Hammer thought, seeing him pretending to be clumsy, Nergo rushed over and swung the ax straight to his head.

He quickly retracted the hammer, instantly breaking the dangerous situation just now.

"Come on!" The wild boar that was lying motionless on the ground shouted instantly, lowered its head and slammed into him.

This time he doesn't have that annoying little stick. Faced with the joint siege of him and the wild boar, can he still run this time?

He used all his strength to hammer the ground several times, causing a large amount of dust and gravel to fly everywhere.

He was convinced that the orc who had embarrassed him must have died under this blow.

hide? How could he avoid it?

Although he was a little regretful that he didn't hear the orc's scream, what could this mean?

Maybe he is a tough guy.

"Ha, he is indeed a waste." Nianmai laughed and taunted the surrounding orc audience, "Is this what you call a shaman? He is better than..."

"You are really verbose." Nergo was unscathed in the dark fog, and an unstoppable storm rushed toward him.

"This is called the wrath of the air."