Those who are not of my race will have different hearts. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThis is a thing that the traverser is very worried about. There are many races in Azeroth, and they are all different.

Today, the betrayal of the two-headed ogre is a wake-up call for Kazik. Although this is due to the indulgence of the Sand Fury Chief himself, there are even more reasons why Lexa and others instigated it.

There was no real evidence that the orcs had been involved in this rebellion, but Kazik knew that they must have been involved. Klegiraq's earlier report was that Lexa and the others were haunting the village of Stonehammer, but so far no trace of them had been found, which made Kazik even more certain that the rebellion was related to the orcs.

This is suspicion, but also prejudice.

At the end of the battle, except for the first time to intervene in the battle, the Wyvern Cavalry and the Harpy suffered casualties, and the ogre troops who joined the battle later did not lose their numbers.

In order to prove their loyalty, to show that they are still worthy, these ogres are even more cruel to their rebellious kinds.

Traitors die, they live.

Kazik watched expressionlessly as the ogres cleaned the battlefield, one by one, and a terrible wail could be heard from time to time on the messy battlefield. Even now that the strength of the Stonehammer tribe has been reduced to a minimum, Kazik has not stopped the actions of those ogres. Traitors must die!

"King Kazik."

"This is the head of Drazsimbi, King Kazik, according to your command, I, we slaughtered this traitor."

Mogmulok and Salg came to Kazik and knelt down on one knee, both fat men carrying a mangled ogre's head in their raised hands. The two heads were still ticking scarlet blood, both of which were the heads of Drazsimby, and the expressions on the skulls were completely distorted, hideous and desperate.

"Hmm."

Kazik looked at the two ogre fat men silently, which made both Mog Mullock and Salg feel a great pressure, and Salge felt even more frightened.

There are two heads, but the throne of the gavel king has only one.

Not only was he embarrassed, but Kazik didn't know how to choose between the two fat men, and the last bitter howl of the two-headed cannibal mage also spoke to the heart of the traverser.

With great strength under his belt, Kazik is not worried that his men will dare to betray. If anyone wants to test the flogger's sharpness, Kazik is happy to tell them. And once the traveler lets his guard down, the ambitious ones may jump out.

Azeroth is big, and the enemies outside are even more dangerous and ferocious, and Kazik won't stay in his own little world forever. If he wants to get out, he can't let his lair have too many bad things like this, which will seriously slow down the pace of the traverser.

'These two fat men, it's not that Mogmuloc wants to be more loyal......

Looking at the two ogres who were half-kneeling on the ground with the heads of Drazsimbi raised, the apprehension on their faces was clearly captured by Kazik.

'Mogmullock has the Sandfury Troll and the Harpy by his side, maybe he's loyal to me, or maybe he doesn't have a chance to do those little tricks. ’

For so long, all Kazik could fully trust were his trolls and harpies. No, it's Kazik's troll lineage. Harpy? And only Adanna. The Harpy lineage of Evil Claw can be completely trusted.

Even ogres, who have always come across as stupid and stupid, have their own ambitions, and Kazik believes that the sandfury trolls of Zulfarak should have restless ones as well.

'Sarger did well and you could see that he was still loyal to me. But it was the stone mallet village he was responsible for that had a problem...... Well, aside from the fact that there are two-headed ogriffs doing things here, the absence of the Sandfury Trolls and Harpy Banshees is also an important factor. Probably, this is the most important reason. ’

"Get up."

Hearing Kazik's words, the two ogre fat men stood up, but they were still a little uneasy. Ogres may not be too smart, but they are definitely not stupid. Thinking of the words of Drazsimbi when he was dying, this may have caused a lot of bumps in the heart of King Kazik.

If I can betray you today, tomorrow it could be these two ogres.

Both ogres cursed the two-headed ogre mage in their hearts, and even if he died, Drazsimbi would not forget to give Kazik some eye medicine.

"Okay. That's it for now, and I'm not going to pursue your ogre's betrayal. ”

The betrayed ogres were all killed.

"Mog Muroke, you're still going back to Mud Chain Village. Glinka. Blood Roar, you're also in charge of the defense of the air there. Salge, you're still in charge of Stonehammer Village, but I'll send Kleggiraq and Sinshara to assist you. ”

Harpies and Sandfury Trolls, they're all in one place.

It's said to be assisting ogres, and it's more about spying on these fat people.

"That? King Kazik, you said it, get Drazsimby's head and you'll be the King of the Stonehammer. You see? ”

Mogmulok was still carrying the ogre's head, and it had been so long that the broken head was no longer dripping blood. Not only Mog Mullock, but also Salg looked at Kazik expectantly.

O king? The king asked me to patrol the mountains~~~

How good it is to be a king, whoever wants to patrol the mountains will raise a claw......

"Ahem, you've all got Drazsimby's head......"

At first, Kazik felt that he was going to suffer, but now that he looks, it is indeed so. Again, it's a multiple-choice question. There is only one great throne.

There are two kings in playing cards, and they don't have to be big or small.

Everyone wants to be a big king, and no one wants to be a small ......

The Stonemallet Ogre's framework is still there, and Azeroth still has a large number of ogres. Forcibly pull people in? This is not an exclusive skill of the heroes of Liangshan in the Water Margin, and Kazik can also point out such a talent.

"The gavels are running out now. Mogmulok, Salg, apart from this dust swamp, not to mention the Eastern Kingdom on the other side of the sea, which is too far away, in Kalimdor, there are many of your ogre compatriots here. Invite them to join your troops. ”

Invite? It's an invitation, but it's not necessarily friendly.

Kazik thought about it.

"It's three years. Three years later, Mogmulok, Salger, whoever of you has more and stronger troops will be the king of the gavel. ”

The two ogre fat men glanced at each other, okay, they didn't become the king of the stone mallet. But they also knew that Kazik was right. Turning around and looking at the ogres under his jurisdiction, there are only two or three ogres in this big cat and kitten, and this stone mallet king is indeed quite cold.

The two ogres are on par in personal strength, they have already fought to defeat both, and now it depends on the strength of their troops. That's good. Whoever has the big fist is the king.

"Yes, King Kazik, you are the wisest."

"Look, Lord Kazik, I will invite those compatriots to join my troops."

As he spoke, the ogre's two fists collided, and they both understood the meaning of the 'invitation'.

"That's it. Mogmulok, Glinka, go back to Mud Chain Village. ”

"Yes, King Kazik."

"Yes, Chief Kazik."

When the battle is over, it's time to leave.

"Klegirak, Sinsala, you and Sarg go to Stonehammer Village."

"Yes, Chief Kazik."

"Salge, don't let me down again."

"Rest assured, King Kazyk, my loyalty to you will not change." Salg thumped his thick chest, thumping, the fat on his stomach trembling violently and almost stunning the traverser. It's really fat.

"Chief Kazik, you don't want to return to the mud swamp? Are you going back to Zur Falak? ”

Seeing the Sand Fury Chief pull out his magic book, he's leaving? Sinsara asked aloud, "Chief Kazik, do you need guards?" ”

"Nope."

There was still a lot to deal with in the muddy swamp, and Kazik didn't plan to bring the Wyvern Dragoons and Harpys with him. There's a magic book, whoosh, whoosh, it's real flying around. Most importantly, he has pandas.

"Chen, Tatessa, would you like to accompany me on a trip?"

"It's a pleasure to travel with you, friend Kazik."

At this stage, Kazik doesn't plan to go to Pandalia yet, and there is still a lot of business in Kalimdo's lair. Old. Storm Spirits also happily travels with the Sand Fury Chieftain.

"Kazik, where are we going?"

"Go to a place where you can drink."

"Wow! Got a drink? That's pretty good. ”

Tatsa is a pure panda, the Brewmaster. Panda who doesn't drink, you say you're a wine fairy?

With the magic book in hand, with Kazik's magic pouring in, the magic light enveloped him and the two pandas.

"Take care all the way, Chief Kazik."

"Take care, King Kazik."

"Chieftain Kazik, goodbye."

"Let's go, King Kazik."

As the Sandfury Trolls, Harpy, and Stonemalt Ogre say goodbye, Kazik and Panda vanish, and they teleport somewhere else. Swarm teleportation.

The next moment, Kazik. Wind Fury, Chen. Storm Spirits, and Tatessa. Sweet Pig, an elf and two black and white pandas, they appeared far away.

"Hmph, this teleportation magic is really convenient." Seeing the familiar sight in front of him, Kazik knew that he and the panda had successfully teleported. Gently stroking the magic book in your hand, this is really practical and convenient.

'As long as you've been to a place before, you can reach it as far as you want. Looks like I need to make a footprint in the world of Azeroth. With a thought, the magic book was put into the dragon skin bag on his arm.

"Friend Kazik, what is this place? It's like some ancient city ruin. ”

"yes, yes. Kazik, you said that, but I don't see a place to drink. There are no taverns, only these ruins of the city. Where is this? ”

It was the first time for the two pandas to see such a style of urban architecture, and they were quite curious.

"This is Erezaras, a city built by the High Elves. Although it is dilapidated, it still has a large number of residents. ”

Unlike the rotting swamp woodlands of the Dust Swamp, where the Kazik are now, the city is surrounded by lush forests, green and quiet.

"Herezaras, it's now also known as the Hammer of Doom."

"Doom? Isn't that a good name? ”

"Just a name, Chen. Lucky rabbit feet don't necessarily bring luck, those rabbits are eaten. ”

"Why are you here? Kazik? ”

"There's one of my ogre clans here, too."

Thinking of the betrayed Stonehammer Ogre, Kazik was also a little worried about Goddock in the Hammer of Doom. He's been gone for so long, and hasn't heard from him for so long, could something have happened to this Goddock ogre? Instead of returning to Zulfarak, Kazik came first with the hammer of doom.

"Oh, by wine, Kazik, do you mean the ogre's wine?"

Tatsa is obsessed with wine.

"Ogre? They make wine? ”

Well, Chen. Storm Spirits is also curious.

"Of course. Based on his appreciation and study of wine alone, Craig is a tasteful ogre. He even makes his own wine. ”

Craig, the ogre drunkard in the Hammer of Doom, Craig the Trampler.