What Thrall didn't know was that only a small number of orcs with high combat skills were still fighting with brute force, and these orcs with combat skills were all trained by Blackmore after Thrall left, and for his own ulterior secrets, he needed a good warrior who could be the leader of the orcs. It's just that after cultivating for so many years, there is no suitable one, and he can only choose a slightly prominent one from these orcs for focused cultivation.

What Thrall didn't know was that Dunhold was the only concentration camp with gladiatorial fights, and that the other gladiatorial camps were either due to financial problems or because they were afraid that the orcs would resist if they had weapons. Only Blackmore, of Dunhold, had no such filter, and she had only himself in her eyes.

Just like the scene in front of him, the orc in the gladiatorial arena was obviously so tired, Blackmore still refused to replace him, insisting on finishing the last gladiatorial fight.

The orc also seemed to know his fate, and his face looked depressed, only he knew what he was like, and he was obviously pessimistic about whether he would be able to make it through the next round.

The swaying body seemed to be on the verge of finding the ground at any moment, but the father-in-law of the gladiatorial arena would not sympathize with him, and several staff members carried a new weapon, which was a meteor hammer, with a large iron ball covered with spikes at the front, and chains and iron rods wrapped around the back, the orc did not know who his immediate opponent was, and even the farthest spectators could see his trembling body. Blackmore's expression was grim, and it looked like he was throwing quite a lot in this fight.

Nodding downward, the final duel is about to begin. The door opened immediately, and nothing came out of the dark hallway, and it was a long time before something appeared on the other side of the railing, a very large monster with two heads.

"It's ...... Ogre?"

Thrall squinted, although he had never seen the real giant in front of him, but he had seen the picture of a colorful ogre in the internal secretary "Atlas of Azeroth" compiled by Kozan Press, and it was basically the same as the one in front of him, two heads, a huge body, and a brain with a dropped IQ, the only difference that was easy to tell was that the book was brown, and the one in front of him was sky blue.

The ogre's eyes and words in the gladiatorial arena are very provocative, the huge body only holds a weapon, a spear longer than the body of an orc, it looks very people, the original ogre's arm span is very terrifying, and now there is a spear, you can attack the orc from a very long distance without deliberately looking for it. Thrall, who was sitting in the stands, frowned and looked down, the orcs below could only attack from a close enough distance if they wanted to survive, this was the only way to win, but it was very disadvantageous that the orcs below were using a long-range weapon like a meteor hammer.

"It's not fair! two people should use the same kind of weapon!" one audience member shouted, and a group of people around them echoed. Thrall looked at them, and his mother had told him that no one in the Eastern Kingdoms would sympathize with the orcs, and that only those who had a good interest in them would stand up for them. These people must have continued to buy orcs to win.

Blackmore treats them as if someone is farting, and every orc he chooses has to go through this process: to attack a creature that is stronger than himself and uses superior weapons with inferior weapons. Without going through this level, they are not qualified to stand in this world. This is not the first orc, if it dies, then replace it with the next one, and there are more than ten more cultivated together!

The ogre had also killed more than a dozen orcs, and he walked into the center of the arena like a machine, without the slightest appearance of intelligent creatures, and every time he thought about it, he attacked the enemy of the same race with the same weapon every time, and no matter what kind of victory, there would be no reward, and it was very no fun.

The ogre's spear stabs forward, with the head of the spear aimed at the orc and the tail of the spear aimed at the spectator. The orc's behavior was very cautious, Thrall had never seen a real ogre, believing that the orc was even more so, so he paced in a circle, and then stared carefully at the ogre for his flaws, and suddenly, the orc straightened up and bounced out and waved the meteor hammer in mid-air, accompanied by a roar, the orc launched an attack on the ogre.

The ogre charged with his spear raised. The movement of the hulking giant has no skill to speak of, it is a straight charge, only the power of cruelty, the power of destruction, and anything that stands in his way will be knocked away and shattered by him. The orc easily dodged the clumsy dash. With a twist of his body, he dodged the ogre's defenses from below, swinging the meteor hammer heavily. The ogre screamed, slowed down, and covered his stomach with one hand, and the spiked iron ball struck its upper abdomen firmly. Immediately after the blow, the orc spun the meteor hammer and prepared to attack again.

The ogre's spear swept away, and the orc rolled forward and came to the ogre's back, and before the ogre had turned around, the orc talked about the meteor hammer and looked for his back, only to hear the ogre's screams, and then the ogre threw away his weapon.

And a smile appeared on the orc's face, and he could hear more clearly what was just now on the battlefield, it was the sound of broken bones, there was no doubt that the blow just now broke his spine, he had lost the ability to fight, and he would be able to survive in the last episode given to him. Many of the orc's friends have gone and never returned, what is the matter with his natural way, especially after seeing this dweller, but now this is all over.

But his joy did not last long. Just as the orc began to spin the meteor hammer again, gathering strength to smash the ogre's skull, the ogre suddenly grabbed the fallen spear and twisted its body exaggeratedly. The orc was forced to swing the meteor hammer at the guy's head without charging his strength. People suddenly exclaimed excitedly, the defeat of the strong by the weak machine was exciting to everyone. It's just that something happened to everyone's surprise, and at the same time, to Thrall's expectations, the ogre easily stretched out a big hand, slapped down the iron ball, and pushed the spear forward at the same time, the orc dodged in a very dangerous way, and it was incredible that the ogre could still make such an action when the spine was broken, and the spine was quite a lot of nerves, and it was not destroyed!

The tide turned. The meteor hammer was knocked away, and the spear pierced the orc's skin, and the massive impact carried him down, and the ogre's big hand pounced on it......