Starting from World of Warcraft, the wind swept the world

"Then a few more!" an orc wearing a white bone mask that made people unable to see her face suddenly emerged, and she stood on a small hillside, holding two axes stained with green juice.

"And then!" she cried, "don't get hurt by him, my dear."

While speaking, the orc threw the axe in his hand as a flying axe.

But this trick doesn't hurt Nelgo, he doesn't even use magic.

In the surprised and excited gaze of the mocking orc, Nelgo held the extremely fast axe with only both hands, and played twice in his hand.

Nairgo flicked his hand and let out a low roar, "Pick it up." "

Two axes flew back faster than before coming.

"Yes, that's how it works!" the orc shouted excitedly, letting out a mocking orc's signature maniacal laugh, without the slightest panic in the face of the deadly weapons coming at her body.

Nairgo frowned, although he didn't use all his strength, even just like playing, but this is not the speed that ordinary orcs can react, this orc should not die, right?

He had thought that this orc would die, and he had thought that he would take it unscathed.

But this orc actually folded one and received only one, while the other was cut through her arm, bringing out a lot of crimson blood.

There is something, but not much.

"Uh-oh. The mocking orc looked at his injured left hand dumbfounded, and couldn't help but blurt out, "I'm bleeding."

She shook her head and looked at Nelgo, who was getting closer.

"This is the hospitality of the mocking orcs?" Nairgo approached, looking at the mocking orcs who were much shorter than him, "I was really eye-opening."

"That's how we taunt orcs!" she laughed out loud, "Strangers, taunt clans welcome you." "

The Taunting Clan..." Nairgo shook his head and looked around, and orcs wearing masks like her came out of the surroundings, shouting loudly and letting out a heroic and somewhat perverted laugh.

"I come from the Warsong Clan, and I am here to meet your chief. "

She didn't ask why you are an orc who looks like this, after all, when it comes to strange shapes, they have even seen many orcs in the east who are even less like orcs.

The mocking orc tilted his head and looked at Nairgo, "You're looking for the chief? "

The chief of the mocking clan is a woman?" Nelgo was a little surprised, he touched his chin, it was big news.

In the entire Delano clan, there are currently no women as chieftains.

"Yes, that's right, the last chief died, so I am the chief, I died, he is the chief. She patted an orc on the shoulder.

Nairgo looked at the orc, this guy seemed to be a temporary passerby.

"We are all chiefs!" the orc not only did not retort, but straightened his chest, "As long as there is a mocking orc, the mocking orc will not be without a chief." "

Phew. Nairgo rubbed his forehead, "Well, taunt chiefs, I'm the Adjutant of Hellgrowl, and I'm here to invite you to join the Horde—a united army of all orcs united to fight against the enemies of the orcs."

"What next?" the female orc introduced herself first, and according to her, she was Kaz, known as the Screamer by her clansmen.

Then, she also said the current situation of the mocking clan.

For some reason, the plants in the southern woodland suddenly went crazy and attacked the orc clan, and just a few days ago, they also found the dragon of the dragon throat clan in the sky, and they burned trees and woodland with fire oil in their hands to eliminate the threat posed by plants.

And the mocking clan is the same, they have been attacked by plants in the Grim Reaper, barbarian sentry, and even the former chief was strangled alive by a vegetative person.

And the question she asked was what almost all the mocking orcs wanted to know, "Who will we kill, what good will the tribe bring us?"

"Have you ever thought about the scene of the cruel Broken Hand Clan going with you to execute the alien race

?" "In front of all the united clans, who in our world cannot kill?"

Under the power of magic, Nairgo crushed it into ashes, "including these barbaric plants that have mutilated our people."

All I can say is that you're going to get pleasure, the thrill of sadism and revenge, and the thrill of not having to go hungry.

Kaz let out a low growl, "Great!"

she shouted the names of the tribesmen, calling them to join the tribe, "From now on we will be the tribal mocking orcs!

She looked at Nairgo and let out a burst of laughter, "Then let's start now, you come with us to burn the plants that invaded the Grim Reaper, and we will join your team to serve the chief together."

"Just what I wanted. Nairgo nodded, even if the mocking orcs didn't say, he wouldn't let these plants go.

If you dare to attack the mocking orcs today, will you run out of Golund to Nagran tomorrow?

Nelgo rolled over and sat on the wolf, "Come, let me show the power of the tribe!" He

didn't care why the plants went crazy, nor did he care if the plants had any bitterness.

He is here to pull allies, not to preside over justice and do green heaven.

All he had to do now was destroy all the plants that occupied the Grim Reaper's Spirit, cut off their branches, dig out their rhizomes, and let them know who had the final say in Draenor.

On the mount, Kaz rode a huge worm, she held her head high, and her mouth made of a mask made of skulls closed one by one, "You are lucky today, if you don't see so many plants in Nagran in normal times."

"Yes, it excites me to see so many enemies. Nairgo replied.

"Don't be afraid. She smiled, "If you have the slightest bit of fear, I will feel it."

"Courage, I don't lack anything at all.

"That's nice. She said, "If you die, I'll make sure to make your skull into a mask and put it on your face."

"Strength, I'm definitely enough. Nairgo glanced at her, he would die?

"Don't be afraid of you in the end. Nairgo said sarcastically.

"We are mocking orcs, we only laugh at death, fear? She said.