This orc was so thin that he was just skin and bones, his face was sluggish, and he was malnourished.
Orcs are the most typical race that respects the strong.
The disabled, thin, seriously ill or useless elderly among the tribesmen will be regarded as waste wasting food.
If food is in short supply, they will be eaten, otherwise they are usually driven into the wild and left to fend for themselves.
Garrosh saw that the orc had no weapons, and his tattered leather coat could not hide any sharp weapons. He immediately guessed where he came from, and he stepped forward and kicked him.
"It's time to wake up, you useless piece of trash, do you want to be eaten?"
The orc in the grass opened his eyes and saw the strong Garrosh. He was trembling with fear, knelt on the ground and begged:
"Don't eat me, I'll leave right away, leave right now."
Garrosh was about to ask a few questions when the thin orc saw Velen, his eyes suddenly glowed green, and he roared and rushed towards him without knowing where he got the strength.
At this moment, Viren was absent-minded, not knowing what he was thinking about, and lost his alertness for a moment.
The orc bit Velen's arm, causing Velen to scream in pain, and he hurriedly tried to break away, but the orc finally bit off a large piece of meat.
After devouring Velen's meat, the skinny orc immediately hid in the thick grass and fled quickly.
Unfortunately, the orc could not escape Garrosh's vicious gaze. Garrosh ran over quickly, grabbed the thin orc from the grass, and slapped him in the face so hard that his face was bruised, his face was swollen, and he was dying.
, Garrosh left him on the ground.
Stepping on the head of the thin orc, Garrosh asked ferociously:
"Trash, let me ask you, how far is it from the Warsong clan?"
In Garrosh's memory, Nagrand was the territory of the Warsong Clan. In fact, he had never met his father or witnessed his father's illustrious experience.
Garrosh, who has been thin since childhood, did not know the meaning of the surname "Hellscream" before Eitrigg visited him.
The skinny little beast vomited blood from his mouth and said with gossamer anger:
"The Grommashr Fortress of the Warsong Clan is in the southeast. You need to cross a large wasteland where a large group of Gronns live. Only I know how to pass."
Kairoz looked at Velen who was using the holy light to heal himself. He noticed something was wrong and came to the skinny orc:
"Hey, what's your name."
The skinny orc had never seen a blood elf before, and said in wonder: "How could there be such an ugly creature, without even fangs."
Veins popped up on Kairoz's forehead, and the skinny orc said quickly: "I said, my name is Grommy. I am a hunter master, and I am a scout of the Warsong clan."
Garrosh increased his strength and said viciously: "How dare you deceive me."
Kairoz felt that his skull was about to be broken, and he hurriedly begged: "I was wrong. In fact, my last name is an escape expert. Because I ran away too many times, I was expelled by my tribe."
Kairoz pointed at Prophet Velen and asked curiously: "Why do you want to eat him?"
Gromi Escape Expert was slightly startled: "Are you from outside? Don't you know that the draenei are food for the orcs?"
As soon as these words came out, Kairoz's calm expression suddenly collapsed, his face was ashen, and he murmured:
"It shouldn't be. Could it be that I made a mistake and Nozdormu deceived me?"
Anduin was also baffled after hearing this. According to the timeline, the orcs had not drank the blood of Mannoroth at this moment, and they were living in peace with the draenei.
If what this skinny orc said is true, then this will be a completely new timeline, completely different from the history of Outland, and it will be difficult to realize the Kairoz plan.
You must know that what Kairoz needs is a perfect time point, which cannot be too different from the history of the outside world.
Anduin asked with interest: "Why are you eating the Draenei? Have you already captured the main city of the Draenei?"
Gromi laughed: "The Draenei city is hidden among the leaves. Whenever you approach their city, there are always countless leaves in front of you. Draenei are often exiled and come out unarmed.
It's as weak as a Tabu sheep, which is really hilarious. Every time they see a lone Draenei, the orcs will happily eat them."
Kairoz looked at Velen, who looked normal, with a glimmer of hope in his heart, and said:
"Grommy, lead the way, I want to meet your warchief Grom Hellscream."
Grommy looked at Kairoz in surprise and asked in a low voice: "Who is Grom Hellscream?"
Kairoz fell into despair again. If Grom and Hellscream didn't exist, his plan would be completely ruined.
Garrosh was angry. The prominent surname Hellscream gave him the respect of his people. If the Hellscream family was not the chief of the Warsong race, everything would be meaningless.
"Tell me the name of the chief of the Warsong clan, and I will personally twist off his head." Garrosh looked ferocious.
Gromi was so frightened that he almost cried, and said aggrievedly: "You can't beat him. The chief of the Warsong clan is a god."
"What, God?" Anduin's eyes lit up.
A noble God, so desirable.
Gromi said proudly: "Our chief Grimac is the distant cousin of the head of state Margok, a god who holds mysterious power."
Anduin was immediately disappointed. The head of state, Margok, was the ruler of the ogre kingdom of Gorria, which meant that the so-called god was actually an ogre.
Kairoz felt like the world was spinning. How many surprises could there be in this era?
Garrosh said fiercely:
"The chief of the Warsong clan turned out to be a dirty ogre."
After being stomped on the head by Garrosh, Grommy changed his previous flattery and said in a serious tone:
"I'm warning you not to talk nonsense. Calling a god an ogre is a capital offense in the Warsong clan. The great warchief Mar'gok wanted to eat fifty orcs in one meal, which made an immortal contribution to the Warsong clan. You waste!
What did you do?"
"You actually scolded me for being an ogre, I will kill you right now." Garrosh was furious.
Gromi looked down upon death and cursed: "Even death can't change my fear of God, you scum, shameless traitor."
Garrosh was so angry that he raised his fist and was about to smash Grommy's head.
Kairoz stopped Garrosh, waved his hand and said: "Okay, this orc still has some uses, so forgive his vanity, now our target is someone else."
After saying that, Kairoz stared at Prophet Velen.
Garrosh and Anduin also stared at Velen in unison.
Viren felt his heart tremble, and forced a smile, asking: "What are you doing?"
Kairoz shook the hourglass fragment in his hand:
"Velen, listen carefully. We cannot go back with this fragment alone. We must build a Dark Portal. Such a huge project requires the participation of all orcs in this era. Garrosh Hellscream is young and does not remember
At that time, the bronze dragon was only in charge of the history of Azeroth, and you were the only one among us who had experienced this era."
Kairoz's expression was particularly solemn: "I want to know the truth."