Chapter 141 The Shattered Hand Clan of the Tribe

Chapter 141 The Shattered Hand Clan of the Tribe

"Should we fight individually and be defeated one by one, or should we unite to fight and win." Nergo said, "Is this so difficult to choose?"

"And is your clan willing to huddle in such a fortress?" Nergo asked him: "Join the tribe and become one of them. Your clan can have a broader future. Chief Hellscream has conquered Highmaul. ,and you……"

"Wait, what did you say?" Kargath interrupted, "Grommash captured Highmaul?"

"Of course." Nelgo looked proud, "The ogres in Highmaul have surrendered."

"It's incredible," Kargas muttered, a cheerful smile on his face.

He still remembers the life-or-death experience when he was captured by Highmaul and used as a gladiator.

"And if you want, you can visit Highmaul again after joining the Horde." Nelgo added: "As a conqueror and honored guest."

Kargas was noncommittal, "I understand your purpose. You want me to obey Grommash. Normally I would ignore you, but you defeated the ogres. I like it very much, so I am willing to give you a Chance."

He pointed to the arena below, "I heard that every warrior of the Warsong clan is worth ten, and you, as a Warsong orc, must be no exception."

"Of course, how could I dare to come here if I didn't have the power to be proud of the world?"

"Okay then, you come and replace your chief." Kargas made a condition that is almost impossible for ordinary orcs to achieve.

"Come on, defeat 99 orcs in this arena without using any spells, just with fighting skills."

"99?"

"99."

"No problem, count for me how many I will defeat." But he made a mistake. Nergo was not an ordinary orc, or even an ordinary shaman. His fighting skills were equally superb.

"Okay, gladiators, let's have another fight, with the warriors from the Warsong clan."

When Nergo stood in the arena, several spectators would jump down from all directions in the arena, including the audience seats, and besiege him together.

Just as he blocked an iron hook and struck with a sharp blade, the gladiators from the Shattered Hand clan swarmed over.

But Nergo was not afraid at all. The sword in his hand seemed to have acquired its own soul by taking lives in many battles.

Fast, hard and steady.

In just a few moments, the dead appeared everywhere in the Shattered Hand Clan's arena.

But no one went to mourn the dead gladiators, they were all cheering for Nergo.

"96."

"97."

"98."

When Kargath shouted ninety-eight, no Broken Hand orc took the initiative to challenge.

"Why are there only 98?" Nergo shouted towards Kargas on the stage.

His body, including his face, was covered in the blood of the orcs. He reached out and touched his face to ensure that his vision would not be disturbed.

"Excellent gladiator." Kargas praised him first, and then jumped off the stage, "Because, the last one is me!"

How strong is Kargas? With a long roar, he attacked Nergo at a speed that Nergo could hardly see with his naked eyes.

But Nergo didn't dodge, not because he was disdainful, but because his brain couldn't react. It wasn't until the last moment that he narrowly avoided Shattered Hand's sickle blade.

"The response is good." Kargas nodded.

He had an understatement on his face, but Nergo's face was solemn.

He finally knew why Kargath would become the warchief of the Fel Orc tribe in the future, and finally understood why Terokk, known as the incarnation of Rukhmar in the 6th edition, said that Kargath was also difficult to deal with in his heyday. rival.

Kargas swung the chain and threw it out in a very orcish way, trying to put it on Nergo.

Click.

There was a sound of the iron chain breaking, and Nergo's sword cut off Kargas' iron chain in one fell swoop.

"Good weapon." Kargas walked towards Nergo slowly. He did not use his lightning speed, but walked forward slowly.

Just a simple puncture.

The sharp sickle blade suddenly struck his head, and in the sunlight, the sickle blade reflected an icy cold light.

This move doesn't look amazing, it's just an ordinary level A, but it depends on whose level A it is. It's Kargath's attack. One is enough to split an adult orc, including a shield and a person, into two in one breath. Half a terrible attack.

Just like he did in Lord of War.

Nergo did not hide. The sickle blade was getting faster and closer. Nergo drew out his sword again and took steps to rush towards Kargas.

But Nergo discovered it when he got closer.

Kargas' move was like a whirlwind. He didn't expect that the chief's ordinary attack would be so powerful.

With this hand alone, Kargath is enough to enter the top ten in the history of orc warriors.

For a moment, Nergo seemed to have an illusion of having his arm cut off and becoming a Shattered Hand Orc like Kargath.

Horrible, really terrible.

Nergo raised his sword to block the blow, but the long battle made the sword a little overwhelmed.

Finally, under Kargas' fierce offensive, the sword broke.

The crisp sound did not make Nergo lose his fighting spirit, or it was only at this time that he aroused the strength in his heart.

"The weapon is broken, can we still fight?"

However, the only answer Kargas got was to continue.

On the stage, watching the chief's display of power, the orcs gave out earth-shattering cheers.

However, Kargas did not smile, because he found that Nergo's fist was equally powerful.

After becoming a creature with the element of wind, Nergo's reaction and speed were no longer ordinary. Before, he couldn't see it with a sword. But now, Kargas felt a lot of pressure when facing Nergo's fist with electric light. .

Nergo waved his right hand and punched Kargas accurately at his lightning speed.

This ferocious offensive even caused sonic booms in the air.

This is not like an ordinary punch, but like an electric ball. If it hits, Kargas will definitely be injured.

ps: Nergo launched a lightning punch, which was extremely effective.

However, Kargas still dodged, relying on the terrifying speed he had acquired through long-term training to avoid the blow along the edge of his fist.

He narrowly escaped serious injury.

But arenas that don't move are not so lucky.

The orcs who were watching suddenly stood up. In their sight, the arena was filled with dust.

When the dust cleared, they discovered that Nergo had punched a large crater in the center of the arena, and the attacks continued.

Kargath's Blade Dance.

Punch from Nergo.

Continuous attacks overwhelmed the arena, and the onlookers did not dare to step forward.

All you could hear was the wild laughter of the two people fighting inside.

"This is the first time I've seen someone who can compete with the chief." A Shattered Hand orc sighed in surprise.

"I'm afraid this is no longer a power that mortals can have." His companion responded.

Just hear a roar.

The arena collapsed and no one knew who of the two had won.

I saw two people walking out of the ruins, each with injuries.

Kargas' body was bleeding profusely, and wounds cut through his flesh and blood and remained on his body.

"Sure enough, after Ascension, there is a lot of room for error when playing pure warriors." Nergo thought to himself.

But he was not feeling well either. His heart, a rare place that was not elementalized, was hit hard by Kargas, although it did not cause him to die immediately.

But I'm afraid it's inevitable to stay in the Shattered Hand clan for a while.

After defeating Kargas, Kargas finally began to think seriously about the tribe, and the spies he sent during this period also learned a lot about the Warsong clan.

"You want to conquer the whole world."

"And I have been waiting for this opportunity. The warriors of the Shattered Hand clan are all outstanding orcs who have experienced many battles. If there is such a big scene, we will definitely not choose to be bystanders." He said: "If the tribe can satisfy our demands A thirst for bloodshed and war, and the entire Shattered Hand clan will serve Hellscream."

"The destiny of the tribe is to conquer." Nergo's voice was a little too low. His injury has not improved yet. Maybe he needs to go to Shadowmoon Valley to seek help from Ner'zhul.

"And another word for conquest is killing, countless conquests, countless killings."

Nergo pointed at Kargas who was sitting upright and said, "What are you waiting for?"

Kargath got the answer he wanted. Maybe the tribe would be able to go to the Arak Peaks to impress all the arakkoa after it was just established.

"I, Kargath, hereby declare my allegiance to Hellscream, and the Shattered Hand clan will offer their loyalty to the tribe." Kargath's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light.

He couldn't wait to talk to Nergo about the torture of his enemies.

Obviously, his spies were a little too capable and they found out about Nergo's earlier deeds of the Impaler in the Warsong Clan and the ten tortures he had mentioned casually.