Starting from World of Warcraft, the wind swept the world

After a night passed, Nairgo, who listened to "music" for a night, can be described as "full of energy", but I don't know why Charli can talk again later.

Nairgo washed as usual, and breakfast was enough meat for the crescent sabertooth fish that would have allowed him to die when he was a human before.

Take out a glass and pour a large light beer full of it.

Don't get me wrong, this is the standard food intake for orcs.

Nodding in satisfaction, Nairgo quickly swept the table away with the momentum of the wind.

After drinking and eating, Nairgo tidied up his grooming and washing his dishes before walking out the door.

He had to take a good look at how miserable the witch died yesterday.

It can't be Garlock who resurrects him and then scrapes it?

"Boy, I'm going to kill you!" As

soon as he left the door, Nairgo heard some familiar cursing.

It was a soul body, and her painful wail was like some otherworldly banshee.

"Well, now I can understand why you made such a big movement yesterday. Nairgo hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Do you feel about seeing your scraped flesh after becoming a ghost?"

Nelgo muttered and then ignored her, ignoring the witch's soul.

A soul, I was not afraid of you before I was alive, what can you do after death

, and you still want to turn the sky over?

Nairgo went straight to Garlock's wooden house,

and this soul followed Nairgo along the way.

Fortunately, this journey was not long, so Nairgo was scolded a lot, but because this soul scolded badly enough.

The first thing Nelgo said when he saw Garlock was: "Can I kill her?" The

old shaman glanced to this side, and a slightly elderly orc's face had a look that he did not have in the past, and the whole person looked a lot more energetic after the great revenge.

"When I knew she was going to block your door in the morning, I had already assumed that she would die again. Garlock smiled with a hint, "I didn't expect your temper to become so good."

"It seems that I misunderstood what you meant. Nairgo snorted coldly, and directly used spells to tear this soul that had spoken badly along the way.

"Speaking of which, your rite of passage is coming?" asked Garlock.

"Yes. After entering the house, Nairgo found a place to sit down and responded: "I will be twelve next year."

"It looks like your academic career is coming to an end." Garlock pulled out a book, which was clean and didn't have any quaint or dusty to make it special.

"Over the past year, I've taught you how to use most of your spells. This

is true, and the shaman's teachings of Nairgo can be summed up simply in one sentence.

That is, the master leads the door, and the practice depends on the individual.

As long as you put all the spells in one door, then we can declare that you have graduated.

The translation is, will the shaman's spell be released, can you communicate with the elemental spirits, then you go home....

As for how many achievements you have in the future, then it depends on what you are licking ... Well, I mean how much talent the Elemental Spirit of Communication can have.

"Yes, I appreciate your teaching.

"Not enough. Garlock pulled out the book just to see it, "Your dreams are big, and those spells don't allow you to achieve much.

He handed the book to Nelgo, "At the same time, you also helped me successfully avenge my wife, which is also a kindness."

"So I'm going to give you this book, which contains some of my unique ideas that may help you a little in the future." Garlock paused again, "I am dying a long time ago, once because the cause of my wife's death is unknown, now I want to see the world you depict."

"Don't let me down.

"Nairgo never disappoints.

"Open it and take a look, and feel free to ask me if you have any questions." As soon as Garok finished speaking, he saw Nelgo nodded and flipped through the book that was not too thick.

I just said that the shaman can't be so shabby, he must have a little bit of his own unique skill, how can this kind of treatment of the level of a big disciple and a wholesale student be the same.

Sure enough, it was a magic book, and when I opened it, it was not surprising.

Like any student's math notebook, it's either a theory or a formula....

Ah this.

Fortunately, after years of systematic study, Nairgo can barely understand it, so as not to make a joke that cheats in front but does not know a word.

The ancients clouded, the book has its own golden house, the book has its own Yan Ruyu, the golden house and Yan Ruyu Nairgo did not see, but this spell is real.

Among them, there are many interesting ideas recorded in the book, some whimsical and impossible to complete by looking at, and some have already been realized, and even Garlock told them in ordinary theory classes.

But what caught Nairgo's eye the most was the speculation titled "Shamanization of the Elements," which Nairgo turned to on the last page of the book.

"Shamanization of the Shaman..." Nairgo pondered for a moment, thinking to himself, "If I guessed correctly, this thing should be a spell like the Elemental Ascender?"

Unlike other elemental creatures, these guys were originally transformed from mortals.

Through a dark ritual called Ascension, they are infused with elemental powers and transformed into this powerful monster.

It wasn't until Twilight's plot was destroyed that these Ascensions disappeared before the world.

And when people see them again, already in the Ring of Earth, the shaman perfects this ascension ritual, briefly transforming the shaman into the ascending form, from irreversible to controllable normal spells to fight the Burning Legion.

"Is there a theory of ascension now?"

Thinking of this, Nairgo kept his eyes peeled, carefully reading every sentence on it, and conjuring up the possibilities in his mind.

Gallock's theory of the "Ascension" spell and the Ascension used by future shamans in the game have a lot in common, but there are still many differences.

For example, Garlock's idea is to use the blessing of the elements to gradually elementalize his body after the fusion ritual, and eventually achieve a process of "upgrading".

This practice is undoubtedly dangerous and irreversible, and even somewhat deviant.

But not without merits.

If the shaman of a normal person is a politician, he gains strength by wandering between the elemental spirits.

Dark shamans are thugs who gain power by coercing elemental spirits.

Then this elementalized shaman has turned himself into power, and is more dependent on himself than the elemental spirit.

"Crazy idea. Nairgo grinned, "But also a genius idea." Nairgo

closed the book and kept the elemental theories firmly in mind.

Looking up at the outside of the house, "It's already dark." Looking

at the room again, Garlock was already asleep in bed.

Nairgo was stunned, then shook his head, "Isn't there any quilt?" He

took out a animal skin blanket from his magic pocket and draped it over Garlock's body, just now because he was too focused to notice that it was already dark, no wonder he fell asleep.

Nairgo did not take the note, found a note to write his thoughts, the most critical knowledge he has obtained, the book is left for the old man to remember.

"I can't imagine that I survived the old man today. Nelgo

quietly closed the door and went straight to the house.