Chapter 9: The Road to Home

The sky gradually cleared, but the mood of the orcs was only a strong reluctance, in order to avoid the revenge of the Goryea Empire, in order to survive, they had to accept the cruel reality.

The population of the Fireblade Clan tribe is not large, there are about 300 people in the full battle, and there are less than 100 people who can be counted as warriors except for the old and the young.

Dahl Triple Bloodblade stood at the forefront of the clan ranks, and he climbed a rock pillar that Lanteriso used to kill the Cyclops in that battle, and after taking a deep breath, Chief Dahl exclaimed:

"Don't be discouraged, my family, one day, we will return to this land, one day we will no longer fear our enemies, we will return to our homeland with our heads held high, and no one will be able to stop us!"

Everyone was inspired, but in Izzy's view, it was all a pie, just like the business leaders on Earth in the past, who turned empty talk into rewards, and in the end most of them could not be realized.

Every world has its own rules, and in this world only the strong have the right to decide.

The migration of the Fireblade Clan began, and Chief Dahl and Shaman Artur expected to arrive at the forest's retreat after three days and two nights, which was a conservative estimate, and seasonally speaking, it was not a good time to travel, autumn was coming, and the cold was coming.

Fortunately, this is not Frost Fire Mountain, I heard that the Frost Wolf Clan over there has been shrouded in a snowstorm that can blow down the mountains, and being able to survive in such an environment makes the other clans retain this admiration in their hearts.

With Chief Darl at the head of the line, Artur Shaman in the middle, and Yushuro at the end, Izzy knew that his orc father was the equivalent of the chief's lieutenant in the clan, and that he might inherit that position in the future.

Izzy himself doesn't have such thoughts, if according to the history in the game, the Fireblade Clan finally began to worship the demon, only a few Fireblade Orcs are still sober, if that happens, Izzy doesn't mind breaking away from this clan, although now he has a certain affection for the clan, but bad things are bad things, let him go and do it along, don't joke.

During the day, as long as you don't encounter the large army of ogres or the dangerous and powerful lone Golon, there will be no danger, the key is that at night, the infestation of nocturnal eaters is the difficulty of this journey, wild wolves are the most feared animals of all orc clans, they are insidious and cunning and elusive, among which the iron-jawed wolf is the most dangerous beast, as night falls, almost everyone is praying to the spirit of the ancestors, not to encounter the worst.

Perhaps it was the protection of the spirit of the ancestors, the first night passed peacefully, the warriors of the Fireblade Clan were a little too nervous, and the high concentration made them look tired by dawn, Yushuro and Artur immediately suggested to the chieftain that half of the warriors should rest as much as possible, whether they were sleeping on a trailer or on a stretcher, they could sleep for a while, and they had a good view during the day, and they could see from a distance if there was a threat.

Dahl Triple Bloodblade agreed, and gave the order.

Izzy was in the middle of the group, one of the best old and young to be protected, and he had been observing the orc of Dahl Triple Bloodblade all this time, and gradually came to his own evaluation.

As the chief of an orc clan, he is still very competent, leading the way, boosting morale, as a warrior, he is not excellent, not decisive enough, from the battle that day, it can be seen that the battle axe is stuck in the one-eyed demon's bone armor, and he is decisive to let go, he still wants to pull it out and cut it again, and the one-eyed demon directly sent him to experience the taste of flying.

And during this period of observation, Izzy also saw a little detail, Dahl would always pay attention to Rantreso's figure from time to time, and his eyes were full of disdain and a certain jealousy, which made Izzy seem to think of something, remembering that when the Draenor version was young, the young Rantreso was imprisoned at the beginning, how he was imprisoned he can't remember, and now that he thinks about it, I'm afraid it is inseparable from the chief of the Fireblade Clan.

Another interesting thing to talk about is that Rantreso and his orc daddy Yushuro have their own titles.

"Rantreso Fireblade, Yushuro Tricky"

The origin of these two titles is because of the battle with the one-eyed demon, and it is said that at that time, Lantreso stood on the chest of the one-eyed demon, and the blood-red sword was shining in the sun, and the sword seemed to burn with red flames, which is the origin of the fire blade.

The title of Yushuro Trick is because after the battle, when the orc warriors examined the wounds on the body of the one-eyed demon, they found that the one-eyed demon had received nearly 70 small wounds, which greatly reduced the one-eyed demon's physical strength, and during the battle, although everyone watched Yushuro contain the one-eyed demon, no one knew how he did it.

In the orc tradition of Draenor, such titles are obtained either through combat or through the passing of weapons from generation to generation, such as Dahl Triple Bloodblade, because of his special triple knife that has been passed down from generation to generation, and Tyrka Hammer of Doom, and because of the legendary weapon of Doomhammer, the title of weapon can only be inherited by current users. The fire blade is obtained through a battle, everyone spreads it to each other, not to mention the more powerful over there, it is known that each generation of inheritors of the hammer of destruction is very powerful, either leading the troops alone to win those famous battles, or slaughtering an ancient creature like a certain monster.

To get back to the point, in the past few days of travel, Izzy gradually became familiar with his "hanging", he thought of a name called the Elemental Horizon, this state is very strange, can perceive the form of the elements, and gain the knowledge of various elemental spirits, they will tell Izzy, how to be better, may not be the best, but compared to Izzy himself I don't know how many times better.

Secondly, the conditions for entering this state,Izzy is roughly categorized.,There is a chance to trigger when you're in a daze or obsessed with something, or when you're about to fall asleep and you're not completely asleep.,Izzy kind of wants to flip the table.,I feel like this ability is a bit nonsense.。

Thankfully, it had already done its job by coincidence, as he had somehow entered the elemental horizon on the first night, just as he was about to fall asleep, and then he observed the swarm creatures in the distance that were silently peeking at their team.

The image of the wind element clearly made him see that it was a wolf-like creature, they were in the woods on both sides of the road, and they found our team on the first night, he compared the trees, and found that this wolf was huge, for example, it was very terrifying, a wolf the size of a cow!

He whispered this discovery to the Artur Shaman, and the Artur Shaman looked at him with a look of surprise, as if he had seen a pile of treasures, which made him a little creepy, but Izzy knew that the Artur Shaman had no malicious intentions, and then the old shaman said with an ugly face to Bi Yi's description: "Iron-jawed wolf pack!"

Izzy realized what these beasts were trying to do, and they would attack at the moment when the team was most relaxed, and it was not hard to guess at that moment.

The second night approached the hour of dawn.

It was still the afternoon of the second day, and Izzy was not sure that the wolves would attack at night, but he also believed in the results of his speculation, so he also took the opportunity to go to Yushuro to warn him, and Lanteriso was with him.

The whole team stopped moving after nightfall, put the trailer on the perimeter, and formed a simple line of defense, half of the orc warriors began to patrol in high spirits, and the other half rested relatively inward, everything was expected by Izzy, and in the safest tent in the middle, Izzy rested well during the day, and did not hear any sudden alarms.

Now that the night was about to recede, Izzy carefully examined his equipment, drew his dagger and carefully wiped it with a burlap, and gradually entered the elemental horizon, observing the image of the elemental in the distance, and the wolves were still quietly observing.

In fact, the overly quiet surroundings have made many fighters aware of the situation, and they are also checking their equipment.

Izzy saw it, and the wolves began to approach, they bent down and slowly approached the camp, getting closer and closer, Izzy broke out in a cold sweat, and the closer he got, the more he could feel the horror of this huge beast.

Izzy grabbed Shaman Artur's big hand and clenched it hard, Shaman Artur's other hand immediately blew the horn of vigilance, and at this time the wolves had already attacked, and their speed surged, so fast that Izzy could only feel the afterimage in the elemental horizon in just a few steps.

The outermost warriors began to fight bravely, the orcs were as tall as 2.1 to 2.5 meters, which was not much of an advantage for these beasts, the beasts with huge size and unusual agility, even if they faced two or three orc warriors at the same time, seemed to be at ease, the battle situation was not very optimistic in the eyes of Izzy, these beasts were too fast.

"O elemental spirits, please help our clan survive this disaster!" "Shaman Artur had already let go of Izzy's hand, his hands were dancing, and an inexplicable power gathered between his hands, and this power was diverted to the wounded warriors, who felt that they had been treated immediately, and although they did not fully recover, the pain greatly reduced their effect.

On the other hand, the wolves were tripped by many inexplicable protruding stones, fell and rolled to the ground, and were quickly besieged and killed by several warriors.

Izzy was still in the Elemental Horizon state, and he saw the scene change, but he also saw several giant wolves with teeth and claws rushing into the camp inside, with Dahl Triple Bloodblade and Yushuro and others chasing after him.

When Izzy saw the unfamiliar orc child about his own size being thrown to the ground, and then the flesh and blood flew sideways, he was immediately frightened out of the elemental horizon, and with a little trembling hands, he clenched his short sword and guarded the side of Shaman Artur.

As he left the Elemental Horizon, he clearly felt that there was a somewhat special giant wolf, galloping in this direction.

Izzy looked in that direction a little nervously, trembling and waiting, and suddenly saw the tent in that direction protrude violently, and a huge wolf head burrowed in, and the huge blood basin mouth was still stuck with blood-red flesh.

The scene scared Izzy almost immobilized, and fear pinned him to the spot, and Izzy's mind went blank.

The beast struggled to get in, but if the high-quality tent leather was stuck in the beast, and in the blink of an eye it passed.

In the blink of an eye, Izzy was rushed to the top of his head by a wave of blood, and there was only one thought in his heart that roared at him: "People die and birds are facing the sky, and they will not die for thousands of years, what are you afraid of? Kill him!"

Izzy roared, grabbed the sword in both hands, rushed forward, and stabbed the right eye of the struggling beast with a blow, leaving only a piece of the handle of the sharp short sword, and Izzy roared in an arrogant rage: "Who else!!"

This treacherous battle is over, and the loss of the clan is not unacceptable, of course, for those orcs who have not lost their families, but the battle is over after all.

After the death of the wolf king in the tent, the wolves immediately scattered and fled, several times faster than when they came.

Izzy looked at his masterpiece, drew his dagger with all his might, and walked out of the camp to see the beast in its entirety, only to see it.

The wolf, bigger than a cow, was clutched by the palm of a lava-lava rock, and only its head had burrowed into the tent, the dangerous-looking giant wolf was actually an ornament, and Izzy looked at the old shaman in the tent who was too tired to stand, and realized that this was just a thrilling test.

The old shaman smiled wearily at Izzy, who made the standard orc-standard apprenticeship posture and bowed down and said:

"Mentor, I want to learn spells!"

The rest of the day was uneventful, and the Fireblade Clan arrived at this retreat in the forests of Talado, in the mountains where Tarador and Nagrand meet.

Once again, Izzy realizes that the real world is much bigger than in the game, and that this retreat is backed by a cliff and has a stream in front of it, making it an ideal camp regardless of the source of food.

The Fireblade Clan began to clean up the ruins and turn this place into a more desirable place to live, and Izzy had begun to learn about becoming a shaman, Izzy had a general understanding, learning is learning, but if he wanted to use spells, he was still uncertain, and he would have to wait a year for sure, and when he was 10 years old and could participate in the traditional festival of the orc clan, Keshhag, he would be able to determine whether he could really become a shaman.

Izzy hoped that one day he would be like the world, able to summon the lava palm with a wave of his hand to trap the enemy, and the moment when he could pinch his enemy as much as he wanted.

Teacher Artur told him that on the day of the festival, he would be taken to the sacred mountain of Voshugu, and as long as he could complete the rituals in the sacred mountain, he would become a shaman, but Artur did not say what the specific ritual was.

For the tribal plot control like Izzy, I know what will happen, that is, whether I can see the spirit of the ancestors, to be honest, Izzy's book-swallowing behavior for Blizzard is a bit commonplace, Draenor's orcs have to see the spirit of the ancestors to become shamans, and Thrall of Azeroth can sense the elements, and they can become world satiers.

It is said that now that I can sense the elements, does it mean that I can try to cast spells?

In the days that followed, Izzy's life was torn between exercising, eating, studying, and resting.

Until this day, when he sensed the elements through the elemental vision, he finally learned to mobilize the elemental energy, the feeling was amazing, like these countless particles floating in the air, and what he had to do was to use his right hand to gather them together, his method was like a cat scratching, gathering the energy together, and then grabbing the place where the energy was most dense, pinching and compressing, and throwing it out!

What will be thrown out, Izzy can't control it, the fire element that catches more is a small fireball, and the wind element that catches more is an air ball, and once Izzy also caught it, some kind of purple energy ball of his own, thrown out, he guessed that it was an arcane missile.

Izzy realized that something was wrong.

"How did I learn to be a shaman and become a mage?"

"Black Question Mark ???"

In addition, he also found that only his right hand could mobilize a little elemental energy, and grasping it with his left hand was like grasping running water, which would only flow from his fingertips.

Izzy, who felt something unusual, didn't tell anyone about the situation, he was afraid that the superstitious orcs would treat his spells as evil magic.

As the days passed, the conditions of the new residence were still more difficult than Havalo, the hunting was more difficult, the food was relatively less, and the quality of life of all the people in the clan was reduced.

And on this day, Yushuro unexpectedly returned to the tent with his wounds, four slender cuts on his arms, probably caused by the claws of some kind of feline, deep wounds, even though they were wrapped in bandages but still dripping blood, and Izzy felt that he had to do something.