Although the changes in the attributes in the system can only be seen by Shi alone, there is no doubt that the person who knows the most about his physical condition is the old rotten tooth himself.

He understood what he would become when he woke up, and he was mentally prepared for this, and it was because of this that unexpectedly, he did not show any sad expression, nor did he say half a curse, but still looked like he was giggling.

Unlike others, the old goblin had already lost his power once, and went from a high-ranking shaman to an ordinary goblin, and this time although his spell-casting ability plummeted, at least he still retained his shaman's identity, which was much better than he expected.

"Brother Mo didn't blame me for arguing with him, and Brother Mao didn't want me, I'm already very happy!"

These are the original words of the old rotten tooth when he woke up.

There was no bitter complaint, no sorrow of losing power, only heartless optimism, and then he immediately shifted his attention from himself to the tribe.

Knowing that Stone had finally killed the Lich Priest and had earned the allegiance of a tomb king in the pyramid, Old Rotten Fang's eyes lit up in amazement.

But then the news of the little bell's disappearance made him furious, and he cursed loudly that the light mage would be stabbed through the ass with a wooden stick in the future, hung on the wall of the "steel rock", and died of every drop of blood.

In Skarsnik's eyes that were about to squirt out with envy, Stone handed over one of the trophies of the Battle of the Dead Grave Valley, the golden staff "Tahki's Staff of Knowledge", to the old rotten fang.

Although it was a bit of a waste to give this purple piece of equipment, which could increase cast speed by 30% and spell power by 10%, to an old guy who was only slightly more powerful than the Shaman's apprentice, the stone still didn't hesitate.

The old goblin, who had just woken up and was still a little weak, didn't say anything, and took it with a smile, casually like taking a white broken staff.

This is what he deserves, it is an acknowledgment of his merits, and the same stone also announces the new identity of the old rotten tooth.

In addition to continuing to serve as the Great Shaman of the tribe, he had to take on a new job as a teacher and train new shamanic apprentices.

First the night goblin followed Skarsnik, followed the old rotten tooth for two months, and after officially becoming a shaman, he was sent by the stone to "Orgrimmar" to sit down, and then now these two little goblins, an ordinary goblin, a forest goblin, and three new apprentices in a row, all of whom want him to teach by example.

Even if the strength is only two or three percent of the peak, but when it comes to using aaagh! The experience of energy, the whole tribe and all the people combined, did not add up to him.

So although he is now a great shaman, his reputation is very exaggerated, but with the identity of this "mentor", coupled with the support of the tribe's boss Stone as always, the status of the old rotten tooth in the tribe has not declined due to the great decline in strength.

You must know that Greenskin has always been a society where the strong are kings and strength is respected, and all the status is linked to the strength of the fists in his hands, and he is the only special case.

In addition, the glorious deeds of his summoning the real body of the elder brother in the "Valley of the Dead Tombs" and stepping on the enemy's magic storm with one foot also spread throughout the strongholds of the entire territory with the spitting mouths of the orcs present at the time and the vivid imitation of the goblin archers, causing quite a stir.

After that, those orc boys who have just joined the tribe, or who are newly born, no matter how rude and arrogant they are, will involuntarily lower their voices when they see this hunched over and seemingly weak old goblins, for fear that they will be used by him with magical aaagh if they are not careful! Magic blows off heads.

Anyway, in general, except for aaagh! The ability of magic is not as good as before, and the old rotten tooth has a good life after waking up, and has experienced several ups and downs, and this old guy has become a little bit of a sense of not being surprised.

The strength of personal strength is important, but what he cares more about now is the development of the "Broken Claw Tribe", he believes that as long as he follows the leader, the tribe will become stronger and stronger, maybe one day Brother Mao will open his eyes, and his strength will be restored! Well, let's rest assured!

But the stone didn't seem to be planning to stop him from squeezing him because of this.

For him, the lord, what the tribe needed most now was not a simple powerful shaman, but a clever and capable old goblin.

"What, old rotten teeth, let's go outside and tell you something."

Stone looked at the two immature shaman apprentices in the corner of the stone house, who were clumsily twisting their bodies, trying to use the lowest ordinary spell "Sneaky Strike", but judging by the clumsy movements in their hands and the stumbling spells in their mouths, they were still a little far from success.

Even if there is a "shamanic stone house", it is not so easy to cultivate a true shaman.

Skarsnik, who only took two months, was a special case, but he didn't expect that the magic talent of the "Eight Peaks Mountain Warlord" in his previous life was also amazing, and he lived up to his head that made the dwarf stacks gnash their teeth and the rat cubs tremble.

This is the normal situation, other people don't have a system that is more powerful than an artifact like a stone, they don't even need to learn it, they just shout it out if they want to use any magic, and the price they pay is the aaagh in the system! And you never have to worry about being eaten back by this elusive energy.

Whether it's the great shamans of the ancient greenskinned tribes of the depths of the Badlands or the aging magical sages of the White Tower of Hoth in Ulthuan, they are always in awe of the transcendent power they wield.

Especially the latter, the wind of magic they control essentially comes from a subspace full of chaotic energy, and if you are not careful, you will be doomed.

Dancing gorgeously on a thin steel wire at a height of 10,000 meters, this is the magician.

Stone and Old Rotten Tooth walked out of the "Shaman's Stone House" one after the other, and the former said aimlessly as he walked:

"What, do you know what the province is?"

"Provinces? Boss, what do you mean about the Ivey Collar and the Rick Collar of the Shrimp Empire? ”

The old rotten tooth was already short compared to the stone, and he was hunched over, and he had to keep up with the footsteps of the black orc boss who was more than three meters tall, and he was trotting with a gorgeous staff made of gold almost all the way.

"That's right! That's it! ”

"Of course I know, it's not me bragging, I used to follow the aaagh of King Gollum! Turned over several provinces of the empire, killing it so cool! Boss, when will our tribe also have a big aaagh! ”

The old goblin had an evocative expression on his face.

"Hahaha, you can have rotten teeth, you haven't killed enough, don't worry, in the future, when our tribe becomes bigger and more powerful, you will kill it."

The stone smiled and patted the old shaman's back, and the sheer force almost didn't make him fall to the ground.

"What I want to say is related to this province, now our tribe also has several camps, the territory is so big, it will be even bigger in the future, for convenience, I decided to make a province like that empire, in addition to Steel Rock, several other strongholds, Orgrimmar, Ironforge Castle, Garkison, Thunder Cliff, all counted together, manage together!"

In addition to magic, the old goblin, who also has the most experience in internal affairs, nodded, and he immediately understood what the leader meant, there were too many territories, and they were becoming more and more scattered, and the leader could not manage it alone.

"In this new province, I will set up a big boss, who is responsible for one person, you will be responsible!"

The old rotten tooth paused, smiled, nodded and asked:

"Boss, do we have to have a name for this province?"

The stone also stopped, turned back and said:

"I've thought about it a long time ago, it's called Karimdo! The Land of Eternal Starlight! ”