Seeing that the frostwolf was lying in the snow and couldn't get up for a while, Ozan chanted for a few seconds with the idea of beating the snowdog, and then threw a huge flame blast that flew slightly slower but was surprisingly powerful in the direction of the frostwolf and Drektar. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, as soon as this powerful flame burst flew halfway up, it was intercepted by Ned, and this blue dragon in human form, a flash appeared in front of Drektar, and then randomly punched the flame explosion into the air, sparks flew everywhere, and it fell on the snow with a "bang" sound, and steamed up a large area of water mist, which was blown by the cold wind and then turned into snowflakes and fell to the ground again.

Ned raised his hand in the air and grabbed it, his palm pointed in the direction of Ozan from afar, Ozan changed his face and was about to escape, but he was bound in place by an invisible force, Ozan suddenly felt that his body and spirit were tightly suppressed by a powerful force, and he couldn't even move his eyes and his fingers.

Ned came to Ozan in a gripping position: "I think I've made it very clear! Don't touch this orc, the other orcs are all yours! Why don't you understand? ”

"At most, my flame burst will kill that frost wolf, and it won't hurt that orc at all!" Ozan thought that his heart was full of remorse, but at this time, when his body and mind were completely suppressed by Nid, Ozan couldn't even control his facial muscles, let alone defend himself.

"I don't care what your reason is, you just need to remember one thing, your life is in my hands, I won't kill you, just because you are still useful, so if you try to touch my bottom line again, whether you mean it or not, I will let you know what real despair is!" Ned's voice was as calm as ever, but the indifference and brutality contained in it were like an avalanche, crushing Ozan 's only remaining will to resist.

"Now get out of the way and do what you want!" Ned said as he loosened his grip, then pointed to the orc camp not far away like a dog, and the invisible pressure that had been pressing on Ozan disappeared without a trace.

As soon as Ozan was free, he sat on the snow, and during the time he was suppressed by Nid, Ozan maintained a very uncomfortable position, so Ozan only felt that there was no part of his body that was not full of soreness.

But even so, Ozan did not dare to linger, he looked at Ned in fear, and then stumbled in the direction of the orc camp, and only when he entered the valley did he let out a beast-like roar.

"What's wrong with me?" Drektar asked in a low voice, having just woken up from his coma.

The old shaman had plunged headlong into the snow from the back of the tumbling frostwolf Sharp Ear, and the impact was so violent that for an elderly orc shaman that Drake Taral fell unconscious.

But fortunately, the soft snowdrift greatly reduced the impact, so Drektar only had some minor abrasions on his body, and soon under the nourishment of the healing totem that he had placed on the ground at random in order to prove his identity, Drektar's wounds began to shrink slowly, and the old shaman also woke up.

"You fell off your big dog's back, but luckily you didn't hurt too badly!" As he spoke, Ned walked over to the healing totem, and gently reached into the water balls floating above the totem, stirring the water balls curiously, but no matter how he touched the water balls, a stream of water would replenish from the stakes inserted in the ground into the water balls.

"I heard you say you're looking for a shaman, right? If you don't dislike my old bones, time is short, please take my life and spare my people! They don't demand anything too much, they just want to live. Drektar gasped for a few moments in the snow, then scrambled to his feet, bowing his head to Ned and pleading.

Drektar had seen that Ned didn't have much ill will towards the Frostwolf Clan, but sometimes killing didn't require hatred, as the old orc saying goes, "Thunder elephants fight, ants suffer." ”

In front of Ned, the Frostwolf Clan was as fragile as an anthill in front of Thunder Elephant, not to mention that there was a human who hated orcs beside Ned, so Drektar only hoped that his value was enough to make Ned noble.

"It's true that I want to study shamans, but that doesn't mean you can take this opportunity to make conditions to me!" Ned shook his head, he didn't have much interest in the Frostwolf Clan, and in another five or six years, maybe he would be more interested.

In the course of history, a few years later, a young orc named Thrall, who was raised by humans, found the Frostwolf Clan living in seclusion in the Alterac Mountains, and under the careful guidance of Drektar, he was recognized by the elemental spirits and re-developed the shamanic profession.

However, now, the future savior shaman Thrall is still in the orc concentration camp of Dunhold Castle in the Hillbride Hills, with the goal of becoming a gladiator, receiving human teachings, and Ned can't waste so much time on these orcs, so the frostwolf orcs at this time are meaningless to Ned at all.

"If you want to study shamans, then you should leave my people alive, although they are not shamans, they are also my apprentices, and although my time is short, my apprentices may have one day to regain the recognition of the elemental spirits." Drektar immediately changed his words, since Ned wanted to study shamans, he should leave these seedlings who could become shamans, after all, Drektar's time was long, and these young orcs still had the possibility of becoming shamans.

"You have a point! Very well, I will order Ozan not to harm those of your apprentices, and the young orcs who may become your apprentices. Ned was as good as he could, and he knew very well that the old shaman in front of him was saying this, just in another way, wanting him to spare the lives of the orcs, but Ned didn't care about it, as long as the result was in his favor, he would try.

And objectively speaking, Drektar is right, there may be one or two lucky ones among the young orcs, who may become shamans, although this possibility is not too high, but Ned is willing to give it a try, anyway, it's a big deal to raise these orcs for a few years, and the Eresaras family can afford it.