The tauren in Mulgore have long been used to seeing life and death, and are used to being eaten by orcs.
Even so, not only could he not die, but he could also become the tauren chief. Baine was so excited that tears filled his eyes, and he couldn't believe his good luck.
"Warchief!" Bain shouted from the bottom of his heart:
"Thank you for your promotion. I, Baine Bloodhoof, hereby swear to serve Warchief Garrosh forever. If I disobey, I wish Mother Earth to tear my soul to pieces."
Garrosh didn't believe in oaths, but Garrosh believed in blood.
"Bain, I am very optimistic about you. Go and sit with the leaders of all races. You already have this qualification. The duel will begin soon."
In the heavily guarded basement, Kane Bloodhoof was lying on the ground with heavy chains wrapped around his body.
The thunderous applause in the arena above his head, and the bursts of fragrance that followed, did not affect Kane's mood.
Kane knew very well that this duel was doomed, and the only thing he needed to think about was how to die honorably like a warrior to preserve his reputation.
Nazgrin walked into the basement and said sinisterly: "Kane, the duel is about to begin. Are you ready?"
Kane nodded, his eyes extremely calm.
Nazgrin waved his hand, and a large group of orcs armed with all kinds of sharp daggers surrounded Kane. They were Orgrimmar's most advanced torture experts.
Nazgrin whispered: "Don't leave any traces, let alone bleed."
The torture experts were very professional. They used incredible techniques to destroy most of Kane's muscles, but it was completely invisible from the outside.
Although he could run and wield weapons, he could not exert any strength and was as weak as a baby.
Kane was like a piece of wood, silently enduring all this.
Nazgrin checked it carefully and smiled with satisfaction: "Cairn Bloodhoof, you can pray to Mother Earth. Don't worry, the tauren have a new chief."
"Who is it?"
Kane's calm mood was disturbed, like a stone thrown on the lake. He couldn't calm down for a long time, and then he felt the pain. But Nazgrin just smiled slightly and did not say the name of the new chief.
Pushed by the soldiers, Kane walked toward the arena holding a rune spear.
According to the ancient traditions of the orcs, a duel requires taking off armor and clothing, leaving only a piece of cloth around the waist, and the use of weapons is allowed.
Kane looked hard towards the stands and saw a young tauren in the VIP seats, chatting and laughing with Sylvanas and others.
What troubles Kane is that he doesn't know this tauren.
Kane shook his head helplessly and concentrated on preparing to fight.
Garrosh caused bursts of cheers as soon as he came on the stage. Garrosh took off his armor, revealing his toned muscles, and raised his blood roar to greet the audience.
The attendant anointed the two duellists, which made their bodies look shiny. Garrosh looked at his opponent with a grin:
"Cairn Bloodhoof, your orc allies are finished. It's time to end this."
Kane was silent. Just holding the rune spear was already very difficult for him. The muscles all over his body were in pain, and he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from screaming.
"I will be glad to see you die, and I will tear your flesh off piece by piece." Garrosh whispered softly to Cairne.
Afterwards, Garrosh stood up after applying the ointment and shouted to the audience: "This will be a fair duel, the purpose is to maintain the fairness and justice of the tribe, Cairne Bloodhoof, may you live long
The spear struck straight and accurately."
The cauldron in the center of the arena has been teleported away, and both parties entered the venue.
The duel officially begins.
Robbie and Vanessa were invisible at the edge of the arena. Dots and lines appeared in Robbie's eyes as he looked up and down at Garrosh.
"There is a strange power hidden in his body." Robbie said with certainty: "Although it is not very powerful, it is unusually mysterious. What is interesting is that although there is a difference between the power in the body of Uther and Sir Lothar, it is more
What we have in mind is what we have in common.”
Vanessa whispered: "It can be judged from this that Thrall and Garrosh have supporters behind them. I don't know whether they are in the same group or life-or-death enemies."
Robbie pondered for a while and said: "Garrosh will not die. It seems that we can only continue to test. I will secretly give Kane strength and force the person behind Garrosh to show up."
Vanessa's eyes sparkled: "I have a better way to blame Thrall and the forces behind him."
Vanessa wears an elemental glove on her right hand and holds a transparent sphere in her palm.
At Thrall's wedding, with Robbie's secret cooperation, Vanessa took advantage of the chaos to steal Archimonde's power of destruction, and even Staghelm was kept in the dark.
Vanessa used the elemental gloves to carefully distribute a small amount of destructive power and secretly sent it into Kane's rune spear. This terrifying power soon spread throughout Kane's body through the rune spear.
"What is this power that destroys everything?"
The crazy power of destruction left Kane's spirit teetering on the edge of collapse. Kane hurriedly concentrated on forcing himself to calm down, while secretly thanking Mother Earth for her gift.
"Stupid old cow!" Garrosh yelled sarcastically, "Are you going to stand there brooding all day? I thought you were here to kill me instead of staring at an old spear."
Kane, who was experienced in combat, was so cunning. He deliberately acted very weak. He reluctantly held the rune spear and bowed down humbly, like an old tiger.
Garrosh didn't notice anything unusual about Kane, and looked at the old bull with disdain. He walked with a skillful pace, and the sharp blood roar came out like a poisonous snake.
This is a game of cat and mouse, not to mention that the mouse is already seriously injured. Garrosh's goal is to torture him bit by bit and tear off all the flesh on his body.
Kane struggled to back away, showing that he was exhausted. Blood Roar left a wound on his abdomen, and blood flowed freely.
"good!"
"Awesome, a wonderful shot."
"He is worthy of being the chief of the tribe."
There were bursts of cheers from the audience, including many tauren.
Garrosh was satisfied with his first blow and continued to tease Cairne playfully.
The Blood Roar was swung again and again, and Kane tried his best to dodge, but unfortunately he was hit every time, and soon he was covered in bruises and blood.
Garrosh gradually lost his guard, his steps becoming careless.
"Right now."
When Garrosh attempted to chop off one of Cairne's ears and then humiliate him, Cairne suddenly struck back.
His power was terrifyingly great. The rune spear first struck Gorehowl, and Gorehowl unexpectedly missed. Then, the rune spear pierced Garrosh's chest with a terrifying sound.
Garrosh was frightened and begged for his life, but Kane gave him a chance and bit Garrosh's neck like a mad cow, biting hard.
Garrosh's carotid artery was bitten off, and a large amount of blood spurted out. After losing too much blood, he staggered, his eyes rolled up, and he quickly fell to the ground.
The arena was silent, and everyone was stunned. Only Kane spit out the rotten meat in his mouth, his eyes were blood red, and he roared freely, like thunder.