Starting from World of Warcraft, the wind swept the world

The days of learning the Delaney language were not long, and Garlock did not want to cultivate a group of translators, and after the shamans understood some basic conversations, the course was almost the same.

As the classes dwindled, Nairgo could also feel that he had more and more free time, from preparing for the next class every day to only one class a week now, which made many shamans idle.

People can't be idle, and when they're idle, they want to make some big news.

Nairgo doesn't know if this is true, but it is used on these shamans.

They were ready to make a cameo appearance as an adventurer, one out of five, so they found Nairgo.

They met at the blacksmith shop in Wokush, and as a blackstone orc, this guy was clever enough to play to his strengths, running to the Elemental Throne to use his old skills to facilitate everyone while bringing himself some extra money.

When Nelgo came to the smithy again this time, Wokush, who was still lying on the blanket and bored, smiled at him when he saw him,

"Everyone is waiting for you."

Amukva enthusiastically handed Nelgo a jug of drink.

Sweet and sour, it seems to be the juice of what fruit squeezes.

Wokush, Amukhwa, and the two blowing shamans from earlier...

Nairgo looked at them, and there were only four words in his mind: Crowd Talent.

Five shamans, not a single tank, pure chopper team, all based on output damage, can this copy still go down?

"Are you going to form a group to hunt goats?" said Nairgo lazily, looking at them.

"Goat hunting? No, no, no. "The shaman who had been slammed by Nairgo's previous punches had white paint on his face, his name was Jorin, although he had the same name as their chief's son, but Nairgo had been sure that he was not surnamed Dead Eye, nor was he the son of Kirrog, it is worth mentioning that he and the orc Darth who blew with him were brothers, both blood-ring orcs in the jungle of Tanaan.

Nelgo looked up and asked a little surprised, "Could it be that you really want to explore?"

Darth said, "We have already planned, let's go to the elemental heights, where the fallen elemental creatures are almost dead, just for us to pick up a leak."

"That's a good idea. Nelgo pretended to praise sincerely, no wonder they all said that the blood ring orcs were mentally ill, the mental patient had a wide range of ideas, and it was rare that he could come up with such a good idea.

"yes, I think so too. Wokush took a sip of the drink in his glass, "I might still find some ore that tains their power, the Blood Ring brothers can get some herbs, Amukwa needs the core of elemental creatures, we all have what we want, which brought us together."

"Then what are you looking for me for? I don't have anything I want." Nairgo said: "And I must remind you that although elemental creatures have died a lot, it does not mean that there are none, and even those who remain may be stronger."

"Are you scared then?" Jolin looked at Nairgo defiantly, and Nairgo snorted coldly, "You should understand why the wrath of the elements kills the fallen elements of the elemental heights.

"Of course I know. Jolin immediately changed his face again and looked at Nairgo with a smile, "We have discussed, after this return, each of us will give you something, how do you see."

"Me and Das will configure herbal alchemy, and I believe you know the forging technique of Wokush, as for Amukwa. "His tailoring skills are pretty good.

Nairgo was a little surprised, and they all had their own skills.

"So? That's not bad. Nairgo said while remembering the last time he went to the Elemental Heights, he really didn't find anything good, and maybe he could gain something with them this time.

Moreover, even if he returned empty-handed, the reward they promised him would probably not be less, and the moral level of the orcs in this regard could still be trusted.

"Then it's settled. Jolin smiled and said, "Tonight we will have a good rest here for the night, and tomorrow morning we will leave." "

Father is right, sure enough, the war song orcs can't stand the trick of the Agitation Method.

As Nairgo watched them hook up and laugh, Amukwa suddenly came over and took his hand and walked out.

"Wakush said to light a campfire outside. He whispered, with a smile, "He wanted us to see his roasting skills." That's

right, Wokush found a few sticks to use as firewood, then threw a fireball to ignite, and then in a ghost cry and wolf howl, everyone gathered around the campfire to have fun.

..................

Early the next morning, as soon as Nairgo opened his eyes, he found that he was lying on the grass, with a brown arm beside him, he rubbed his eyes and looked around, the bonfire had been extinguished, and the four orcs except him were lying on the grass on all fours, even the usual... The gentle and calm Amukva became like a drunkard, holding a large bowl in his hand on the ground.

"You're crazy enough. Nelgo muttered, standing up and preparing to wake them up one by one, if their fate had been bad last night, maybe they would wake up and see the tragedy of orcs being taken away by wild beasts.

But think about it carefully, it seems that they became like this and his reason, thinking back to last night, everyone ate mutton quite fragrantly, but someone suddenly wanted to quarrel and drink....

"Definitely not me. Nairgo woke up the last orc, the deadliest Wokush, even though now he woke up and was talking nonsense in a daze, you could see how much he had drunk last night, "Hey, wake up, wake up." Seeing

that he didn't react, Nairgo brought a cool breeze, saying that it was not good to blow for a while and he was refreshed.

After a while, Wokush still looked straight ahead, the expression on his face was very serious, as if he was facing some fierce beast.

"Are you still awake? brother. Jolin leaned in and smiled grimly, "Would you like us to match you with a decanting drink? "

Uh-huh," Wokush immediately turned his head, "Go ahead, save your drink for yourself when you mutate." "

The things of the Blood Ring Clan are also what ordinary people can drink, and after drinking them, the worms in them are all trivial things, and it is a big thing to mutate yourself.

"So are we ready to go now?" asked Amukhwa.

Wokush took a breath, and after a full belch, he said in his loud voice, "Go, Target Elemental Highlands!"