The birth of the Cursed Sect didn't attract much attention, after all, Bell Town was still a relatively remote place - even Crassus and Medivan, who had been following the situation in Lordaeron, didn't know that such an organization existed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It should be noted that at this time, the drunken wind has not yet woken up, and at this time, Medivan is almost alone in the entire Eastern Kingdom - Crassus can't get out of the way because he needs to deal with a lot of backlog of Dalaran matters, after all, there is always a price to pay for going out to waste, and there is always no escape from the work that needs to be done.

While Maddie Culture was running around as a crow, Thrall was not idle.

The day after the feast, before dawn, Drektar woke Sal and motioned for him to come with him.

"Go, Gouyle, and we'll face your fate."

Confused by Drektar's words, Thrall kept up with him.

Led by Drektar, Thrall came to a valley.

"Come, Gouyle Logosh said you can be a shaman, let me see if his words are correct."

"Me? Become a shaman? Sal was a little surprised, then a little relieved, "I see, no wonder Logos said I wouldn't be like my own father......"

It was an ordinary valley, but when Drektar raised his hands, it was as if the valley had become a part of the old shaman's body.

The wind began to howl, but it didn't chill Thrall; The snow and ice began to melt and merge into a trickling stream; The earth began to tremble, and a stone platform rose from the ground; The lava began to gush, forming a pool of lava around the stone platform.

Drektar walked up the stone platform with firm steps.

"In Howling Fjord, I can listen to the elementals - I have built this elemental altar with my people as the place where the birth ceremony of the shaman will take place."

"Originally, I thought it would take a while to use it, at least when the little ones in the clan grow up, but I didn't expect you to come back, you are the first to perform shamanic initiation here."

Sal was speechless with excitement at this point, and he felt as if a voice in his heart was telling him that he was going to become a shaman, and this was his own way!

Following behind Drektar, Thrall walked firmly onto the stone platform.

When Thrall climbed the stone platform and stood beside Drektar, the sun had just risen on the other side of the valley, and the harsh sunlight reflected in the snow made Sal barely open his eyes.

"Nature's spirit, listen to my call! Please inspire and bless! ”

With that, Drektar removed the totem pole from his waist and stood around Thrall.

Standing in the center of the five totem poles, Thrall instinctively felt a strange power.

I don't know when, Drektar had already stepped down from the stone platform, leaving Thrall alone to feel quietly.

Just when Sal was almost impatient, a voice appeared in Sal's mind.

"Remember, kid, patience is the first test."

Sal took a deep breath.

"I am the spirit of the earth, Gouyle, son of Durotan. I am the fertile soil that bears fruit, and the grass that nourishes living beings. I am the rock, the skeleton of the world. I am all things in the mysteries, no matter birds, fish, cordyceps - now, petition me. ”

"Petition?" For a moment, Thrall was a little overwhelmed, but then a thought came to him, "Can you lend me your strength and strength in my time of need—for the whole clan and the people we are going to help?" ”

"Earth Spirit, listen to your voice! I will help you, for your clan and for those you help. Fear me, and this power will live forever in you. ”

The brown totem pole burst open, and Thrall felt the power rise within him, just like he had in the gladiatorial arena before—but not because of bloodlust.

The power of the Earth Spirit was so warm and powerful that Thrall felt as if he had become the skeleton of the earth. As the ground trembled slightly, Sal opened his eyes as the strong aroma filled his nostrils.

A crack appeared in the place where the brown totem pole had been, and flowers bloomed in every inch of what was originally rock.

Before Sal could be surprised, another voice echoed in Sal's heart.

"I am the Spirit of the Tempest, Gouyle, son of Durotan. I am the breeze that rubs the earth, the air that allows you to breathe freely. I hold up the birds, the insects, the dragons, and all that dares to cry out to challenge me to height—and now, petition me. ”

"I want to follow your teachings and bring joy and freedom to the world, can you bless me?"

"Tempest Spirit, answer your call! I bless you, may freedom be like the wind, always with you! ”

The white totem burst open, and the breeze blew, and there seemed to be a giggling chuckle in the wind.

Sal soared into the air in the wind, flying higher and higher, and at this moment, he felt that he had finally gained true freedom.

Just as Thrall waited for the next elemental to respond, unexpectedly, both elements spoke at the same time.

"I am the spirit of the flame (flowing water), I am the final flame (the source of birth) of all things, and now, petition me!"

"I am willing to abide by the way of balance and respect my nature, can you help me to crush all enemies that stand in my way?"

"Spirit of Flame, grant your request! Fear me, and you will be invincible with the power of fire (flowing water)! ”

The red and blue totem poles burst together, and a water dragon and a fire dragon soared directly into the air, bursting into the sky with a flash of fireworks.

The last to emerge is the Wild Spirit, the silent power of the Wild that brings countless souls, which are the soul and essence of all life.

Thrall maintained respect, trying to greet each soul, but felt indescribably tired.

Just when Thrall could barely stand, he received a response from the wild spirit, and in an instant, Thrall felt himself sublimated—his soul and body seemed to begin to merge incomparably, and he felt the infinite life force leaping within him!

The green totem pole eventually bursts open.

Under the interplay of five-colored brilliance, Thrall collapsed exhausted.

Before losing consciousness, he heard Drektar whispering.

"Elemental, you've really succeeded - the spirit of nature has retaken us!"

After Thrall's ritual, the first orc shaman to enlighten in Azeroth was born!

And the name Thrall, along with the call of the elements, will resound throughout Azeroth!

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I was wrong, I couldn't get upset, my back hurt......

Today, the two watches will be started, and the five watches will be postponed by one day...... (To be continued.) )