World of Warcraft: When Alliance and Horde Characters Swap Roles

After solving the Setai problem, Nergo also gained a lot of admiration and respect among these arakkoa exiles. If there was a favorability setting in the game, even if he didn't reach the maximum level at this moment, it would be about the same.

Even after Nelgo promised that the tribe could help them capture the Sky Peak, the arakkoa exiles agreed to the tribe's invitation without hesitation. Eskar immediately ordered Reshad to lead some tribesmen to Nagrand.

At this point, what he needed to do in the Exiles was almost completed, and subsequent actions such as Eskar's plan to resurrect Terok, the King of Claws, had nothing to do with him.

At this time, Nergo has already embarked on the road to the Shattered Hand clan.

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Bladefist Castle.

As usual, a large number of Shattered Hand orcs gathered here in the arena that smelled of sweat and blood.

On the stage, an orc shouted something loudly.

This orc looks stronger than Grommash, with strong muscles all over his body, but it may be a habit developed in the duel field in his early years, or it may be due to the clan's economic problems.

He doesn't have any armor on him, only a pair of brown shorts...

He looked like he was poor and ruthless.

He is none other than Kargath Bladefist, the chieftain of the Shattered Hand.

"Warriors of the Shattered Hand clan, go deal with your prey!"

Kargas held up his left hand. Under the sunlight, the sickle blade on his left hand reflected dazzling light.

He swung his hand forward and swung the scythe in a huge arc. The sickle blade cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound that spread throughout the arena.

Under the auditorium where he was, his warriors were also demonstrating their superb fighting skills. The various shouts, taunts and fighting sounds turned the arena into a slaughterhouse.

There is never a shortage of broken arms and limbs here.

And this is also the tradition of the Shattered Hand clan's name.

As a clan founded by the rebellion of ogre arena slaves, most of the orcs in the clan are arena masters with high martial arts skills.

But the long period of captivity has given the clan its own "corporate culture."

That is, you can do without the shaman and you can do without the peon, but you can't do without the ruthless person.

Cut off the arms and replace them with weapons.

These cruel torturers can sometimes scare many people without even relying on their energy to take their lives seriously.

But this time, their enemies were undeterred. This is partly because many of them are already familiar with this fear.

They have many opponents, including other Shattered Hand orcs, Sabertooth Khajiits, and arakkoa.

Kargas Bladefist stood on the high platform of the arena, watching the gladiators fighting below and letting out bursts of laughter.

This is the powerful warrior he trained, this is the killing machine of the Shattered Hand clan.

"Kill them all! I only want one living person!" Kargas shouted at the captured aliens.

He also showed no kindness to his own people, "Only those who survive deserve to be called Shattered Hand Orcs."

He is not a Shadowmoon orc influenced by shamanic culture, nor is he a Warsong orc who values ​​honor more than life. Some people call him a slave trader, and others call him an executioner.

But he knew that he was just a gladiator who wanted to live, and so did his people.

And since you have chosen to become a gladiator, there is no need to stay with the weak. Keeping them will only make it difficult for other orcs to survive.

Eliminating the weak is what Kargas has always thought and done. The number of orcs who died in his arena was by no means less than that of the aliens.

With this mentality in mind, his eyes began to search for outstanding gladiators in the arena.

The first orc that appeared in his sight was an orc with long hair and a thin build like him. Many of the orcs who rose up from Highmaul with Kargath were like this.

Long-term imprisonment in dungeons has left them somewhat malnourished, and the consequence of this is that they are much thinner than other orcs.

He roared some slogan inarticulately. He wielded the iron hook that replaced his hand and slashed at the neck of an arakkoa, easily and simply cutting through his flesh, flesh, and even bones.

He even took off the arakkoa's head directly, causing the arakkoa blood to splash all over his face.

But to him, this was just a warm rain of blood. He had experienced this situation countless times in the arena of Highmaul. He smiled ferociously, stretched out his tongue and licked the blood of his enemies on those lips. Now one more challenger died in his hands.

"Well done." Kargas never hesitated to praise the outstanding gladiators. "Come here, prepare some wine. If he can come up here alive, I will get drunk with him today."

Soon, the winner was determined in the melee in the audience. The orc who Kargas had high hopes for did not disappoint Kargas. He became the gladiator who killed the most people.

Kargas threw the water bag filled with wine to him with a smile, and then drank it all.

"Chief, an outsider is here."

Kargas asked warily the orc who came to report, "An enemy?"

"No, Chief, according to what he said, he is a shaman from the Warsong Clan of Nagrand." The soldier paused, "He specified that he wants to see you."

"See me?" Kargas straightened his body, "Let him come in."

Not long after.

He finally met the shaman from the Warsong clan, after a brief self-introduction.

Kargas leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to see clearly what kind of expert this orc who came from afar was.

This inspection really shocked him, especially when Nergo explained that he poured elements into his body to replace flesh and blood, which made him raise his wine glass high.

"Amazing, really amazing." Kargas admired him sincerely. He could not forget the pain of smashing his palm with a stone, but he could actually withstand the rise of lightning replacing flesh and blood.

This undoubtedly represents his strong perseverance.

"I respect your perseverance." Kargas drank it all in one gulp and asked, "Then why did you come here?"

Facing the Thunder God clan, Nergo chose to use conquest to convince them.

Facing the Frostwolf clan, Nergo chose to convince them with salvation.

Facing the Shattered Hand clan, Nergo decisively chose to have both, using both conquest and salvation to convince Kargas.

"Chief Blade Fist, I am here to deliver an extremely important message to you - it is related to whether we orcs can still have freedom in the future. A green-skinned orc named Gul'dan united with the demons outside the sky to attack the gods. Although Chief Hellscream and I foiled their plot, their plan has not given up. In the Tanaan jungle, these guys are doing whatever they want. If we don't unite, no clan can escape their enslavement, but if we unite, we Not only can we avoid this difficulty, but we can also take advantage of this opportunity to seize larger land.”

Kargath respected the shaman very much, but he was a little unmoved by Nergo's words, "Demons from outside the sky? Attack the gods and enslave all the orcs?"

He chuckled, as if he heard some joke.

"The Shattered Hand Clan will not be anyone's slave, not just the demons you mentioned, but also the Warsong Clan." Kargas' tone was full of confidence.

Of course he knows that since it is a coalition, there must be a commander who can give orders to all parties. This is the shaman of the Warsong clan. Who do you think he wants to be the commander?