"Nazgrell, issue a decree of the Great Chief, expose this guy's crime of intending to subvert the rule of the tribe, and return the Fireblade Clan to a clean slate."

Thrall gave the order to Nazgrell, who quickly walked out of the council hall and went to the Valley of Power to issue the Great Chieftain's order.

"As for you, Nirul, you will be executed in three days."

The Great Chief is determined to be iron-blooded this time, and if this kind of guy who intends to subvert the tribe can be pardoned, then there will be more similar guys in the future.

The elite guards at the gate dragged Nirul Fireblade out and handed him directly to the city defense forces who had been waiting for a long time, who were in charge of guarding and executing them.

King Sarufar was well informed, and when Sakin escorted Nirul Fireblade to the Great Chief's Council with the Boar Guards, he mobilized the city's defenses to wait.

"Lord Sarufar, it's really sad that the Fire Blade Clan is being used like this!"

Lunsack followed by King Sarufar, feeling very embarrassed, the name of the Fireblade Clan was very loud back then.

"The Great Chief has handled it very well this time, he has already returned the innocence of the Fire Blade Clan, there is nothing more to say."

King Sarufar didn't seem to care about Nirul's life or death, in his eyes, there was no need for such a person to be brought back, and he should be executed on the spot.

When Sajingang arrived at the veteran outside the hall of legends, he heard the edict of the great chief that had just been issued, and he always felt a little unhappy in his heart.

He suddenly had a bold idea, didn't the Fire Blade Clan still have the last Sword Saint, what if he was retrieved?!

"Sarkin, Lord Sarkin, it's you, you're back to Orgrimmar!"

The veteran who customised the tribal insignia recognized Sakin at a glance and greeted him happily, but Sakin was a little unaccustomed to the veteran's enthusiasm.

"What did you think of the last custom tribal badge? I specifically told the Forge Master of the Valley of Honor to add the best Mithril! ”

It seems that the veteran is still very interested in Sakin, and even specially instructed the craftsman who made the tribal badge to choose the best Mithril to cast.

"Thank you, I think it's good, but maybe I'll trouble you again this time!"

Sakin said as he handed the veteran the parchment scroll of the military merit certificate written by Sal himself, and asked to trouble others, and the troll looked a little embarrassed.

"It's ...... Proof of military exploits written by the Great Chieftain himself, 100 ...... Centurion?! ”

The veteran looked at Sakin with the eyes of a monster, the last time he saw the guy who had risen through the ranks was a forsaken, his name seemed to be Drachdog!

Sakin's promotion speed has even surpassed that of Drachdog, but this is not unrelated to the fact that Lexa directly awarded him the rank of Stone Guard in the Barrens before.

"Is there anything wrong with the centurion?"

Sakin didn't know that the speed of his promotion was already legendary for the tribe, and he thought it was a mistake in the name of the rank or something!

"No, no, no problem! Your military merit certificate is clearly written, and it was written by the Great Chief himself, there is absolutely no problem! ”

The veteran hurriedly explained to Sakin that he didn't dare to snub the troll in front of him at this moment, it was obvious that this was the object that the tribal leader wanted to focus on cultivating!

It's not that this veteran wants to pat the tribal leader's ass, but he clearly knows that the people who can be valued by the Great Chief and the Beastmaster are definitely not ordinary people.

He was glad that the tribe could have such a talented person again, and the last wave of talent exploded when Drachdogr began to become famous!

"Centurion, this time I'll have to get the artisans to join in the fine Thoryin, and I'll make you a unique tribal badge."

The veteran looked overjoyed, he hadn't been so happy in a long time, and he felt as happy to see Sargin as if he had seen his own child become a talent.

"Thanks, I'm leaving for the Undercity early tomorrow morning, and it looks like I'll only be able to get it when I get back!"

Sakin thought about it, since he was going to the Undercity, he could only wait until he came back to get the tribal badge.

"It should be too late tomorrow morning, but fortunately, when I made the Stone Guard Badge for you, I had the shaman of Orgrimmar attach the magic, which should be enough for the time being."

The veteran carefully calculated, from composition to material selection to production, a centurion's tribal badge does take two days at the earliest, and it is too late to deliver it tomorrow morning.

"Possessed by magic? Isn't the tribal badge used to mark the rank, and what other uses are there? ”

Sakin suddenly felt that he didn't seem to know much about the true purpose of the tribal insignia, so he asked the veteran about it.

"The Tribal Insignia is of course used to mark rank, but it does have other uses to remove a spell or effect that is not good for you."

When the veteran explained the usefulness of the tribal insignia, Sakin was really surprised, he never thought that such a small badge could have such a big effect.

Disarming a spell or effect that is not good for you can be very useful on the battlefield, and you may even be able to save a life!

"What you say is true? So, how do you use it? ”

Eager to know how to use this function of the tribal insignia, Sakin took out his stone-guarded tribal badge and handed it to the veteran.

"It's actually very simple, you just need to use your own blood to form a link with the emblem beforehand, and when you need it, you can think about dissolving a certain magic."

The veteran spoke plainly, and Sakin heard it clearly, but he still didn't quite believe it was true.

"Try it!"

The veteran returned Sakin's tribal insignia to him, then drew a dagger and handed it to him.

Sajin slashed his palm with a dagger, pinched the tribal badge in his hand, and blood instantly infected the entire badge.

Strangely, all the blood stained with the badge was absorbed, and the tribal badge turned red.

"I'll find someone to help you!"

The veteran summoned an elite tribal guard guarding the Hall of Legends and asked him to practice combat skills with Sakin, and by the way, let Sakin test the effectiveness of the tribal insignia.

The elite guards were not to be fooled, and they charged directly towards Sakin, and if it were normal, the trolls would have been stunned by the powerful impact for at least three seconds.

While the elite guards were ready to continue their attack as usual, Sakin miraculously grabbed his arm and threw him out with a flick.

The elite guard rolled in the air and landed steadily, but the veteran stopped the two of them so that they didn't have to continue.

"How? Do you feel it? At that moment, the tribal emblem took effect, negating the effect of being stunned in place. ”

The veteran said, motioning for Sakin to check the tribal insignia, who saw that his tribal insignia had darkened considerably.