Talon Gorefiend only asked to keep the Eye of Dalaran because Ner'zhul hoped to gain the initiative in the next cooperation.
But the truth is that the moment Ner'zhul came into contact with the Eye of Dalaran, his long-depleted body actually regained vitality!
What shocked Ner'zhul even more was that the energy that injected vitality into him actually gave him the illusion that the power of the elements had returned to him!
After he surrendered to the devil, the power of the elements abandoned him, and the ancestral spirits who were closely related to the elements also feared Ner'zhul.
In short, Ner'zhul at that time was completely abandoned by the elements.
But the arcane energy brought by the Eye of Dalaran actually gave Ner'zhul a sense of familiarity when facing the elements.
It stands to reason that as the most advanced shaman, Ner'zhul must be able to distinguish between arcane magic and elemental magic. Not to mention that in history, the orcs who mastered the power of the elements had an earth-shattering battle with the ogres who mastered the power of arcane magic.
Many great shamans in the past have the same view on arcana: it is a power completely different from the elements.
Ner'zhul used to be convinced of this, but after he experienced arcane magic with his body, he discovered that the energy form of arcane magic was so close to the elements.
In essence, they are all energy flows, and they also have mimic changes in nature.
If there is any difference, it is that arcane energy is purer and more intense than elements, while elements have more affinity than arcana and are better at mimetic changes.
This unintentional discovery reminded Ner'zhul of many things.
During the time when he fell from the center of power to the dust, Ner'zhul actually did a lot of things behind the scenes.
Although he himself felt that he would never be able to return to his previous position, he still deliberately collected a lot of information.
There is a late old master who likes to say: 'Old dogs also have a few teeth.'
Ner'zhul, an old dog, also has a few teeth, allowing him to live in seclusion in the deep Shadowmoon Valley, but he can learn the latest information about the tribe.
Perhaps it was because he knew so much about what happened in Azeroth that Ner'zhul believed that the orcs had no future at all.
Of course, that's not what I'm talking about right now. What Ner'zhul is recalling is about the Frostwolf clan.
It is said that after entering Azeroth, the Frostwolf clan split from the tribe. What is even more bizarre is that the Frostwolf clan members returned to the tribe after a long time.
They said that the Frostwolf clan had actually recovered its elemental shamanic tradition, and that the shamans of their clan who had been transformed into warlocks had once again returned to shamanic teachings.
When he heard about this incident, Ner'zhul was as disbelieving as other tribes. How could a warlock who uses evil energy and a shaman who believes in elements transform into each other so easily?
But now Ner'zhul is beginning to believe it.
Gul'dan used evil energy to destroy the elves' rune stones, and the human mage used arcane magic to close the Dark Portal... These all seem to show that evil energy and arcane magic can be transformed into each other.
The experience of the Frostwolf Clan also seems to prove that warlocks and shamans can complete transformation.
Coupled with the physical changes that Ner'zhul experienced personally...
Connecting these things together seems to point to a shocking answer:
Arcana and elements come from the same origin!
Ner'zhul, who discovered the new world, secretly swore that this would become his unique secret. More importantly, this would probably become the key to his rise again!
Ner'zhul decided to stand up and integrate the current orc tribes. His messengers only brought one message to each clan.
ks Hag Festival will be reopened in Nagrand Prairie!
The ks Hag Festival is the most important festival among the orc customs. In this name, Ner'zhul undoubtedly wanted to reorganize the orcs. However, when the dismal ks Hag Festival began, Ner'zhul discovered that the most powerful tribes
The chiefs almost refused to obey him.
The reason for these chiefs is simple.
The orc tribes once believed in Ner'zhul, and they all united under the great shaman's call.
But Ner'zhul is an incompetent waste, so incompetent that he didn't even notice that he was being manipulated. In the end, he allowed the sinister Gul'dan to usurp power, and secretly promoted Blackhand to become the warchief, which harmed the tribe.
So miserable.
Although Blackhand and Gul'dan are now dead, the orcs have also been severely weakened and have lost many elite clans.
At this time, Ner'zhul stood up again with a face full of atonement tattoos. How could he have the nerve to pray for the trust of the remaining orcs?!
Among them, the most vocal opponents were Grom Hellscream from the Warsong Clan, Fenris from the Thunder King Clan, and Kargath Bladefist from the Shattered Hand Clan.
These three can be said to be the most prestigious and capable heroic chiefs among the orcs at the moment. It is really ironic to say that because they are afraid of the prestige of these few, and at the same time they are afraid that these aggressive clans will be difficult to control, and the black hands
Gul'dan actually left these clans inside the Dark Portal.
If Blackhand and Gul'dan had brought these three clans with them, the war would have become much more difficult.
"Orcs are never afraid of fighting! They don't have to be slaves driven by their masters! Maybe a good leader can lead the orcs to prosperity! But now, I don't think this leader is you!"
Grom Hellscream carried the battle ax on his shoulders and roared. Under the dim firelight, his explosive muscles and green skin looked particularly oozing.
Although Grom may not be the strongest among the orcs, he must be the most bellicose among the orcs. When Gul'dan tempted the orcs to drink the blood of demons, Grom was the first one. Few orcs were willing to do so.
Take the initiative to mess with this crazy guy.
"Grom is right! Ner'zhul, you are not qualified to lead the orcs now! If you are willing, why not follow my footsteps and conquer the rich new world!"
Fenris, the chief of the Thunder King clan, said loudly that he is another legend.
In fact, he does not belong to the Thunder King Clan. He was originally an orc from the Frostwolf Clan, and his identity is the brother of Frostwolf Chief Durotan!
It's just that Fenris didn't agree with the relatively peaceful ethos of the Frostwolf clan when he was young. He was aggressive and bloodthirsty, and he longed for the law of the jungle and the thunder of blood!
With this belief, Fenris joined the Thunder King Clan as a non-surnamed person, and unexpectedly became the chief of the Thunder King Clan with his powerful strength!
Moreover, Fenris's power is not only reflected in his personal bravery, he is also a very strategic commander. The most inhumane thing is that he is not only an outstanding commander himself, but also very good at training commanders.
Although he is only the chief of the Thunder King Clan, his students can also be seen in other clans. For example, Saurfang, one of Orgrim's most trusted lieutenants, who served the Blackstone Chief, once belonged to the Thunder King Clan.
"Fenris, why should we listen to you?!"
Just then, a tall orc stood up from the darkness on the other side.
Although he is very tall and burly, his waist looks a bit stooped. Unlike other orcs who have green skin, his face looks a little gray, but the most eye-catching thing is this guy's broken right arm. He
There is no right hand, replaced by a huge sickle-shaped blade.
This man is Kargath Bladefist. If there is any chief here who least cares about the prestige of Fenris, it must be him.
He was once a slave gladiator in the Ogre Arena. In order to gain freedom, Kargas cut off his chained right arm and killed his slave master.
Kargas didn't bother to find his original clan. He led a group of slaves who also learned from his severed hands and freed them, and together they held a cruel ceremony and embedded sharp blades in their severed wrists!
This group of people formed the Shattered Hand clan today.
The cruel ritual of cutting off a hand and inserting a knife into it has been preserved to this day. Whether you want to naturalize the Shattered Hand clan or the orcs of their own tribe reach adulthood, you need to complete the self-cutting of your hand.
Therefore, the Shattered Hand clan is a group of crazy, extreme, cruel, and aggressive dangerous elements. Apart from bloodthirsty and self-mutilation, identity, status, and honor are secondary to them.
It is precisely because of this that Kargath Bladefist doesn't like Fenris very much.
"Kargas Blade Fist, I used to think you had no hands, but now it seems you have no brains."
The bloodthirsty and aggressive nature of Fenris is not inferior to that of Kargas. He originally wanted to take advantage of this meeting to establish his leadership position over the orcs. Since Kargas jumped out on his own initiative, he didn't mind giving him a little bit.
lesson.
"Hahahahaha... Okay, let's fight! Count me in!"
Grom fears that the world will not be in chaos. What he likes most is fighting, especially fighting with powerful opponents.
Talon Bloodfiend couldn't help but turned to look at Ner'zhul worriedly. He originally wanted to push this old guy to the stage in the name of reopening ks Haggar.
I didn't expect that these three guys would be so bold and cause trouble without any scruples.
What surprised Talon Bloodfiend was that Ner'zhul didn't panic at all, but watched the three of them with great interest as they swung their arms to compete for the top spot.
There was only one idea in the minds of these three people. Whoever among them could win would be the warchief of the orcs! As for Ner'zhul, the initiator of this meeting, they all ignored him.
The three clan chiefs struggled together, and the orcs watching the battle couldn't help but cheer.
But no one expected that at the moment when the fight between the three was the most intense and the cheers were the most lively, Ner'zhul, who was sitting at the top, suddenly made a move.
Just between Ner'zhul's hands, a silver-purple storm gathered! As Ner'zhul's hands rolled out, the storm instantly enveloped the three powerful warriors!
No matter how the three roared, the storm could not go away. Instead, it entangled the three of them and lifted them into the air. The silver-purple storm enveloped the three of them like three silkworm cocoons, with only one piece of each person exposed.
Faces, looking at each other from a distance of more than ten meters!
This hand calmed everyone down, and then Ner'zhul said with a kind smile.
"Haha, if I remember correctly, Makgora is a one-on-one battle, right? Or is it that in the years since I was gone, have the orcs degenerated into such a barbaric state?"