The eight orcs stood as straight as javelins. Igurleya did not dare to neglect and stood obediently.
After standing until his legs lost all feeling, Grom Hellscream woke up, grabbed a piece of meat and ate it, and casually glanced at Igurea.
"You are the arena champion of Durnholde. Forget your glory. In our Warsong clan, regardless of your origins, as long as you are brave enough, you will definitely be able to stand out."
Hellscream finished eating the barbecue and threw the bones to the ground without raising his head:
"You come with me."
Egurea followed Hellscream, and Iska was behind him, staring at him.
Hellscream is tall and gives people a terrible sense of oppression.
Agurea warned herself that she must be brave. Ashkandi, who was stronger than Hellscream, was killed by him, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
After leaving the cave, there are rolling hills and dense bushes outside.
In an open space, an oval-shaped arena was circled by logs. Two orcs were fighting fiercely, surrounded by a large group of orcs on both sides, clapping loudly.
Although it was with bare hands, it was a life-and-death fight with fists and fists. Not long after, one of the orcs was knocked to the ground, and the victor broke his neck.
Igurrea shrank in fear, which reminded him of the gladiatorial fight in Durnholde Arena.
Hellscream said loudly: "As an orc, you must be brave. Our Warsong clan needs to go through the baptism of blood. The weak are not qualified to live. As long as you kill three opponents in the duel, you are one of us. If you can kill
Ten opponents, you are the officer of the Warsong clan."
Egurea's face was pale, and he was so thin that he couldn't bear this kind of battle, and he might fall down in one round.
Iska proudly announced: "I killed one hundred and thirty opponents to be qualified to serve as the advisor to Chief Hellscream."
The one hundred and thirty members of the Warsong clan are unimaginably bloody. Compared to this, Karazhan is a paradise of mercy.
Hellscream said coldly: "Every time there is a famine, a large number of people starve to death. Therefore, our Warsong clan has established rules very early on. If we want to survive, we must fight to ensure that all members of the clan are elites. One elite is better than a hundred without them."
The waste materials you use are much more useful, Aigureya, let me see your strength."
Aigureya lowered his head deeply and murmured in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I haven't been feeling well lately."
"A great warrior must keep a fighting spirit at all times, how can he be defeated by a small disease."
With a glance from the corner of Hellscream's mouth, he tested the strength of Egurea, and was completely relieved.
"It doesn't matter if you are not good at fighting. As long as you are willing to endure hardship, we also welcome you."
Hellscream took Aigureya to a mine, where a large group of orcs were working hard. Aigureia watched helplessly as an orc carried an ore that was taller than him. As a result, he fell to the ground and never got up again.
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"Orcs have strong perseverance." Hellscream clenched his fists and said:
"The miners here work more than twenty hours a day and never know what hardship is. Igurrea, you are welcome to become one of them."
Egurea only felt his head was buzzing. Although he was a lowly servant in Karazhan, he mostly did cleaning work and had never done heavy physical labor.
Seeing that the orcs in the mine were tortured to the point of losing their human appearance, as if they were walking zombies, Aigureya felt like he was sweating profusely.
"I see you are shaken." Hellscream said sarcastically: "I said that trash is not qualified to join the Warsong clan. You visited my camp, and I will not let you leave alive."
Igurrea was so frightened that she knelt on the ground.
"Do you want to pray for life? It's not impossible." Hellscream took a piece of meat from Iska's hand.
"Eat it and I will spare your life."
The meat had rotted and deteriorated, and was covered with white maggots, which were densely packed and disgusting.
"Eat it, or you will die." Iska also threatened.
In order to survive, Aigureya could only take the rotting meat, put it into his mouth with his eyes closed, and force himself to swallow it.
Hellscream laughed loudly: "In the Warsong clan, only dogs eat rotten meat. I just lack an obedient dog by my side."
Iska took out the collar he had prepared and put it on Igurleia's neck. The collar was connected to a chain.
He also broke Aigureya's calf, so that he could only crawl on the ground.
From then on, Egurea became Hell's Roaring Dog and suffered humiliation and torture. Anyone in the Warsong clan could bully him as long as he was not beaten to death on the spot.
The gladiator champion of Durnholde became his dog, allowing Hellscream to satisfy his vanity and take pleasure in torturing and humiliating Igurrea.
In order to survive, Aigureya could only endure it and spend every day with his smiling face. He felt like he was going crazy.
On this day, a guest came to the Warsong clan. He was a human being. He was so weak that it seemed that a gust of wind could knock him down.
Unexpectedly, Hellscream knelt on the ground to greet him.
You must know that Hellscream is the god of the Warsong clan. He holds the power of life and death. If he is in a bad mood, he may get angry at any time and kill several orcs with an axe.
But in front of this human being, he was as lowly as a slave.
With her face buried in the ground, Igulrea secretly raised her head and took a look, and was suddenly surprised.
The visitor does not seem to be amazing in appearance, but his eyes are as deep as the bright starry sky, and it seems that even his soul will be sucked into him.
Hellscream was extremely flattering and said in a flattering manner: "Sir, as per your instructions, all the goods are ready."
The so-called "cargo" was fifty strong orc children, which the Warsong clan managed to get out of the shelter.
The thin human carefully inspected the "cargo", nodded, pointed his finger into the void, and a green vortex appeared, swallowing the "cargo" entirely.
"This is a month's share."
The thin human handed over a small jar, and Hellscream took it happily. When he opened it, there was a green liquid that boiled like a living thing.
At this moment, Egurea didn't know that this was the famous blood of Mannoroth. Even though it was only a small jar, it was diluted enough for the entire Warsong clan to take.
The thin human caught a glimpse of Igurea, his expression of surprise flashed across his face, and he asked calmly: "This is a very interesting dog, what's its name?"
Hellscream grinned: "This dog comes from Durnholde. I heard he is some kind of champion."
The thin human touched his chin and said, "It's interesting. I want this dog."
"It is an honor for him to be favored by the adults." Hellscream said in a low voice.
The thin human took the chain and pulled Igurea with amazing strength into a green vortex.
Egurea felt the world spinning for a while, and after an unknown amount of time, his limbs finally touched the ground.
This is the top of a mountain peak. Not far away is a solid city, square and square, with towering walls.
There are large areas of farmland near the city, and the breeze blows, setting off layers of wheat waves.
"I see the overwhelming hatred in your heart." The human man looked at the magnificent rivers and mountains with his hands behind his back: "You have always hidden it very well."
Eguria realized that this was an opportunity to make Hellscream kneel down to greet this person, whose identity was extraordinary.