Volume 3: Tides of Darkness Chapter 201 This is the fate of the orcs
Orgrim couldn't help but sigh as he watched his old friend go away, but he soon regained his composure. As the chief of the tribe, he should save the sadness until he was old.
He must find a brilliant future for the entire orc tribe.
At this moment, Gul'dan was paying attention to the movements of the Warchief, and did not even notice that another adventurer was approaching.
Bloodthirsty War (Warrior): "Master Goudan, give me a cup of demon blood."
When Gul'dan turned around, he saw a level 5 orc warrior looking at him expectantly. It was another young man like this... Gul'dan felt disgusted.
Gul'dan (Raven Chieftain): "Your contribution to the Horde is not enough to deserve such a reward." (Not enough merit points).
"Oh, why are you so stingy? Just one cup, just one cup."
"roll!"
The orc adventurer walked away angrily.
Another orc adventurer came over.
Second Master (Warrior): "I have collected 1,000 merit points. Can you give me the Demon Blood?"
"Wait." Gul'dan picked up the horn cup and scooped a cup of mysterious liquid from the huge pot in front of him. The green liquid was sticky and hot, emitting the stench of evil energy.
However, in the eyes of the surrounding orc adventurers, they all revealed greedy and eager looks.
The orc adventurer in front of him did not take it, but looked at Gul'dan expectantly.
Second Uncle (Soldier): "What is this?"
Gul'dan glared at the orc, "What do you think this is? It's demon blood you idiot."
Second Master (Warrior): "No, you should say - 'This is the fate of the orcs'."
Gul'dan looked speechlessly at the orcs in front of him who were full of anticipation. He almost wanted to curse. Is there something wrong with these orc adventurers? Why does every orc have to do this when they come to get the demon blood?
However, he knew that as long as he didn't say anything, the other party would spend the whole day. In order to finish his work early, Gul'dan could only suppress the murderous intent in his heart.
Gul'dan: "Drink, sir. This is the fate of the orcs."
Second Master (Warrior): "So Gul'dan, what is the price?"
Gul'dan: "All of this."
"Haha, this is the taste." The orc happily took the demon's blood and drank it in one gulp.
As soon as this one finished drinking and left, more orcs surrounded him.
Devil Muscle Man (Hunter): "Give me a drink. I have already collected enough merits."
Five-nut mooncake (Shaman): "Me, me, me, I want one too. I moved bricks for three days and finally got enough."
Mysterious Dance (Assassin): "And me, it's just one thousand merits, I have plenty of merits."
"Don't worry, don't worry, everyone has a share."
Gul'dan had never realized that he was so popular. Every day, orcs came to him asking for blood to drink. Drinking the demon's blood was not enough, they also had to do some work.
Seeing that the pot of demon's blood was almost empty, Gul'dan scraped the bottom of the pot with a cup while pouring another cup of demon's blood into the pot. He added several secret potions and then added several large wooden barrels of river water and boiled it. Soon a pot of fresh [Demon's Blood Fel Energy Hot Drink] was ready.
An orc looked at him and started to complain, "Hey, Master Goudan, your demon blood is not authentic. Why did you add water to it?"
Gul'dan glared at the orc and thought to himself that hundreds and thousands of orcs came here every day to drink demon blood. No matter how much demon blood you have, it will never be enough for you to drink. How can you do it without adding water?
He was too lazy to explain and just scooped up the boiled demon blood and handed it over.
Although those orc adventurers were foul-mouthed, they did not dare to act rashly.
"Fuck, I worked so hard to complete the mission, and all I get is a watered-down version of demon blood. This is so stupid."
"That's right, I think this tribe is in trouble."
"Shh, keep your voice down. If the chief hears you, your reputation will be deducted."
The orcs drank the demon's blood while cursing, and green evil energy immediately emerged from their bodies.
Demon blood is a special welfare reward for orc players, which requires 1,000 merit points to redeem. The benefit of drinking demon blood is that you can obtain a constant BUFF of "fel power" that lasts for a whole year.
It not only increases attack power and health limit, but also increases the power of fel spells, which is very useful for warriors and warlocks.
The disadvantages are that the intelligence is reduced by 5 points, and it cannot be healed by holy light. However, orcs do not have professions such as priests and paladins, so it doesn't matter at all.
The key is that the process of drinking demon blood is very ritualistic, and the famous orc hero Gul'dan personally refills the cup. For tribal players, this kind of thing is a must-experience.
Therefore, most players will come for a drink as long as they have enough merit points.
These orc adventurers drank the demon's blood and immediately started howling.
Stomachache (Hunter) "Oh yeah, that's the feeling. It feels so good!"
Mudamudamuda (Warlock): "Ahhhhhh, such Muda power."
Speed Rush (Warrior): "Feel it, brothers, feel it!"
Hei Lao San (Warrior): "Dear audience, please see this is the legendary Devil's Fats - no, it should be Devil's Blood. I spent three days to finally accumulate enough merit points. Now let's taste what this thing tastes like.
Slurp - well, see, when you drink it you can't take big gulps, you have to drink it while slurping, slurp - slurp - this taste is just authentic.
The taste is very layered and mellow. How can I describe it? It tastes like stinky tofu ground into pulp and then mixed with pig blood..."
Gul'dan covered his face helplessly as he looked at these orc adventurers who were dancing wildly.
Seeing Orgrim coming towards him, he hurriedly handed the bone cup to the orc warlock beside him and quickly moved towards Orgrim.
After taking a few steps, an old figure appeared at the same time - Ner'zhul.
Gul'dan and Ner'zhul looked at each other and saw the hostility in each other.
By the way, Ner'zhul was once Gul'dan's teacher . However, Gul'dan betrayed Ner'zhul for power and tricked Ner'zhul and Kil'jaeden into signing a contract. He completely sold out the orcs to the demons and turned the entire orc tribe into fel energy.
As a result, Ner'zhul lost his power for a while and could no longer communicate with the elements, but now, he finally received a response from the elements.
At this time, the two were in a competitive relationship, one controlled the Shadow Council and commanded all the orc warlocks.
A shaman who controls the Earth Ring and commands all orcs.
Both of them hope to expand their influence within the tribe and become spiritual leaders of the tribe.
In the past, Gul'dan relied on Blackhand to become the second-in-command, but with the death of Blackhand and the rise of Orgrim, his status also declined.
Orgrim respected Ner'zhul more and obviously didn't trust him very much.
Gul'dan now sensed the crisis and tried to get close to Orgrim whenever he had the chance.
After all, Gul'dan was younger, so he took a few quick steps and walked to the front.
Gul'dan: "Oh, great warchief, as you commanded, I have given demon blood to those orc adventurers who joined us."
Orgrim (Chief of the Horde): "Well, well done. These orc adventurers are too weak. Perhaps drinking the demon's blood can make them stronger."
Gul'dan: "Great Chief, the demon blood I brought from Draenor is almost used up. I hope to be able to send me some hard laborers and orc apprentices. I will train more orc warlocks for the tribe, and build some demon altars to summon demon legions to help the tribe. It would be best if I could summon an abyss demon lord to absorb more demon blood, so that I can provide magic support for the tribe in the next war.
In the previous battle, those human spellcasters were very powerful and posed a great threat to our tribe. If we can train more warlocks, we will be able to fight against them. What do you think, Chief?"
Orgrim snorted without comment, but looked at Ner'zhul beside him.
"Master Ner'zhul, how are you communicating with the elements of this world?"
"Very successful, Great Chief. The Horde 's shamans have all regained their ability to cast spells. Moreover, the elements of this world are far more powerful than those in Draenor. The shamans can provide powerful spell support in the next battle."
"Yeah, very good."
"But summoning elemental creatures requires elemental essence and a lot of precious materials as sacrifices. I need some laborers to help mine spellcasting materials and build the Storm Altar."
Orgrim nodded. "No problem. I will assign you 3,000 orc laborers. You must increase the number of orc shamans as soon as possible. The war is about to begin, and I will rely on you."
Ner'zhul said, "Don't worry, Great Chief, there will be absolutely no problem." After saying that, he left happily.
Gul'dan became anxious when he saw it, "Great Chieftain, what do I need..."
Orgrim frowned and said, "Gul'dan, you have to understand that the Horde needs manpower everywhere in order to conquer the world. We really can't spare many people... How about this? I will mobilize 500 orc laborers for you and another 500 adventurers. You can assign tasks to them and let them help you with the work."
"But……"
"Why, are you questioning my decision?"
"Of course not, Warchief." Gul'dan said with his head down.
Looking at Orgrim's departing back, Gul'dan already felt threatened. Orgrim's hostility towards him was not even concealed.
"Damn it!" Gul'dan clenched his fists, his scarlet eyes fixed on Orgrim's back...
"Master Gul'dan, can we talk?" A voice suddenly sounded behind him.
Gul'dan turned around and took a look. He saw an orc warlock adventurer. Although these adventurers were not very strong, there were really a lot of spellcasters, especially the orc warlocks, which numbered in the tens of thousands.
Moreover, they were all extremely respectful to him and tried to please him in various ways, which made him feel a bit like the "ancestor of the industry". He recognized the other party, and his name seemed to be the Poison Scholar Jia Xu.
"What do you want to say, young apprentice?"
The poison scholar Jia Xu came closer and said in a low voice: "I know where the Tomb of Sargeras is."
What! Gul'dan's expression suddenly changed.
The reason why he worked so hard to bring the tribe into this world was certainly not for the future of the orcs or the great cause of the Burning Legion.
He had his own plans, all for power, to obtain fel magic from Kil'jaeden, but this was just the beginning, and soon he was not satisfied with these 'mortal powers', he wanted more.
Later, Medivh showed him the existence of the legendary "Tomb of Sargeras" and used it as bait to lure him to open the Dark Portal.
He has always coveted the power in the Tomb of Sargeras. That is the legendary demon king. If he could obtain such power...
It's just that Medivh has been keeping him hanging and hasn't really told him the location of the Tomb of Sargeras, and recently he has even cut off contact with him.
When Gul'dan heard the other party's words, he was immediately shocked and confused.
As soon as he raised his hand, the power of evil energy instantly appeared in his hand. He was not a good man, and the tribe did not have so many laws and rules. He had no scruples about killing adventurers.
The poison scholar Jia Xu hurriedly said: "Hehehe, don't get excited, don't you want to find the tomb of Sargeras?
The chief no longer trusts you, you should be able to sense it, I don't believe you haven't thought about running away."
Gul'dan snorted coldly, "Hmph, I have no idea what you are talking about. You'd better be careful with your words, Jia Xu, the poisonous scholar, and tell me everything you know, otherwise-"
The orc in front of him quickly drew a simple map on the ground.
A simple map of the Skyworld.
"This is Azeroth, this is Kalimdor, this is Northrend, and here is the location of the Broken Isles, where the Tomb of Sargeras is.
Since Orgrim no longer trusts you, why don't you just leave here and look for the legendary tomb of Sargeras."
Gul'dan was excited. Although the map was simple, the approximate location was marked. As long as there was a direction, it would be easy.
He looked at the other person with some suspicion, "Why are you telling me so much?"
Poison Master Jia Xu (Warlock): "Because I am your fan, Master Gul'dan. I am also a warlock, and I want to gain power just like you. I know the location of the Tomb of Sargeras, but I can't reach there with my own strength, let alone obtain the power buried in the tomb. But it's different with you. With your strength, you can definitely open the Tomb of Sargeras and seize the power of the Demon King. Let me follow you. I am willing to be loyal to you and serve you. I only ask that after you obtain that great power, you can give me a small reward."
Gul'dan finally smiled this time. "Hahahaha, well said. Only I am qualified to obtain the power of the Demon King. You are right, apprentice. I will take you with me. When I obtain that power, you will also get your reward."
