The next day, in front of many frostwolf orcs and those green-skinned orcs who were watching the excitement, Durotan openly set out for Frey, who had not returned to the camp after the deadline and had his combat partner dead. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The brown-skinned orcs, that is, the orcs who have not received evil powers, most still retain their glory in their hearts. In their hearts, overdue and imminent escape are disgraces for orcs and are punishable.

However, young Frey's face did not change during the punishment, and he did not complain after the punishment and walked back with his head held high, which won the admiration of the frostwolf orcs.

Orcs' military sticks are different from humans, orcs generally have barbs on their sticks due to their thick skin and thick flesh, and they will immediately open their skin and flesh after a few sticks, even if they are powerful, it is difficult for them to get up after the military stick sets off.

But Frey showed his courage and strength, and his body was now drenched in blood, but it still did not bring him down. There was a stubbornness and unyielding in his gaze, as if no difficulty could shake his glory.

After his torture, Drektar, the oldest shaman of the Frostwolf Clan, treated the young orc, who had refused to become a warlock without mana due to the loss of the Ancestral Soul, and had to use ancient herbs to heal the wounded orc.

"Lord Shaman, why did you refuse to be a warlock?" Edward asked, sitting straight on a rock, and without changing his face, he asked Drektar to smear some of the stinging herbs on the wound.

"Warlock, even if I die, I will never accept that evil inheritance. Drektar's eyes were unfocused, but his expression was very disgusting, "That's the power of demons, they only know how to destroy, they don't know how to produce and restore at all. Their strength comes from the despair and pain of others, and their souls are bound to be cursed after death. ”

"Young man, you are my future in the Frostwolf Clan, believe me, never touch the evil energy and demonic blood, otherwise you will fall into the abyss of eternal salvation. ”

"Of course, the glory of our orcs is not to be tarnished!" Edward was very involved in the play, and he found that he was not disgusted by these rude orcs, but was somewhat impressed by their indomitable character. He learns of Frey's character from Durotan - a brave young man who is not afraid of power and insists on the glory of orcs.

"However, the way of the shaman has been abandoned by the ancestors, and now the shaman of the tribe can only serve as a spiritual pillar and herbalist, should His Excellency the Shaman still hold on?" Edward wondered, "You know that a shaman without power will soon be spurned by his people. ”

"No, kid, you're wrong. "The ancestors did not turn their backs on us, they were simply bound by an evil force. My eyes could barely see, but my senses told me that it was true. ”

"That abominable Sa...... No, it's the warlocks, who deceive us from our ancestors. But it doesn't matter, I firmly believe that in the near future, the shamanic way will rise again. ”

"You're wrong about one more thing, kid. The power of the shaman comes not only from the ancestors, but also from the elemental spirits and their own flesh. Body. At this point, Drektar's expression regained its brightness, "Draenor's elemental spirits abandoned us because a large number of shamans turned warlocks, but this is not Draenor, here is its own elemental spirit. ”

"As long as you feel the voices of the elements with your heart, you will get a response from them. Drektar stretched out his withered hand, a faint bolt of lightning twitching between his fingers, "Although this power is still small, I firmly believe that as long as you stick to the shamanic way, your strength will definitely not be less than that of ordinary warriors." ”

"Feel the voices of the elementals?" Edward pondered, he was interested in any power, his own power, the power of magic, the power of the Holy Light and the power of the elements, and even the evil and demonic blood, he had plans to get a glimpse of the mysteries, he thought that his faith was strong enough that he would never lose his nature.

Drektar watched with a reassuring gaze as the young orc began to close his eyes, trying to communicate with the elemental spirits of this world. Now that the way of shamanism is weakened, any orc who is interested in shamans will make these old shamans happy.

Of course, he didn't think Frey would succeed, most of the orcs were not yet accepted by the world, and even he, an old shaman with great skill and strong faith, could only get a little response.

After induction for a long time, Edward rightfully failed. The elemental spirits are no better than the Light, they do not rely on faith to get their favor, faith in the elemental spirits is only one of them, and more importantly, it requires an understanding of the shamanic way.

"Don't be discouraged, child, if you are interested in shamanic paths, feel free to come to me. Drektar had a crush on the strong-willed young orc, and made a promise.

"Thank you, Lord Shaman Draketar. After bandaging, Edward stood up and saluted Drektar, who smiled, patted Edward on the shoulder, and walked out of the barracks.

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After eating a little food and resting for a while, Edward passed on a simple suit of armor wrapped in bandages, and then walked out of the barracks with his great axe, where he needed to survey the terrain of the orc base camp.

Although Edward's transformation potion lasted for seven days, and his body looked the same as that of an orc, he was still human, and he was not used to walking naked.

Edward, who wandered through the Frostwolf Residence, received a lot of admiring glances. Orcs respect the strong, and Edward is still free to move after being severely punished, and of course he is considered a strong man.

Scouting the terrain, Edward inevitably saw the Draenei in a cage.

Most of these blue-skinned, with sharp horns and tentacles on their heads, and feet that resemble the hind legs of animals, are already very weak.

Their faces were numb for a long time, and there was not even despair in their eyes, only a blank space.

"Little imp of the Frostwolf Clan, I advise you not to go near here, or I will knock your head flat. A green-skinned orc warden looked at Edward with contempt and swung his sledgehammer in front of him.

Edward didn't have any affection for the green-skinned orcs, and as soon as his figure moved, he punched him in the face, and then slowly paced to the green-skinned orcs who had fallen to the ground, grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up.

Edward had already learned about the habits of the Greenskins from Durotan. These creatures who have lost their nature often disturb the order of the camp, and there are frequent fights and brawls, and it will not be any trouble to teach them a lesson like this.

"I'm in a bad mood right now, you'd better not provoke me. Edward pulled the other man's face in front of him, said viciously, and threw him off the distance.

The green-skinned orc, apparently knowing that he would not be Edward's opponent, bowed his head in shame and walked away, causing a wave of disdain from the green-skinned orcs who were watching the bustle around him.

Edward glanced at the Draenei with unwavering eyes, and sat down in front of a Draenei who looked stronger and reacted somewhat to Edward's actions.

"What do you want to know from me? young frostwolf orc. Before Edward could speak, the Draenei spoke unexpectedly.

"Don't be surprised, I'm a Draenei Paladin, and I don't expect to escape alive, but I still have a bit of a liking for you Orcs of the Frostwolf Clan. The Draenei said in orc language, "You brown-skinned frostwolf orcs are the good of the demons compared to the green-skinned orcs." ”

"You're a ...... Paladin?" Edward's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this profession, "What kind of profession is a paladin?"

"Paladin, this is a bit complicated to explain, if you can understand as an orc, you can also become a paladin. "The Draenei seem to have not spoken for a long time, and they are very active at this time, "Simply put, paladins are warriors who fight with a power called the Holy Light. ”

"Light, what kind of power is that?" Edward asked knowingly.

"Holy Light, the divine power that comes from the words of the great Naru, I know you are definitely going to ask what Naru is, and I can tell you that Naru is a divine being. ”

Speaking of which, the Draenei revealed remembrance and memories.

"We Draenei were not originally a race of this world, nor were we of Draenor, we are a race whose homeland has been destroyed and wanders everywhere, and we were not originally called Draenei, but Eredas. ”

"When the demons destroyed our home, we were aided by the Narus, who guided us to escape to Draenor, where we continued to multiply silently. ”

"During this time, Naru has been our spiritual pillar, giving us Draenei priests and paladins the knowledge and skills of the Light, and soothing our wounded hearts. ”

"If a priest is a legal professional who uses the Holy Light, then the Paladin is a warrior, a person who can skillfully use the Holy Light and stand in front of the weak to help them block all attacks. ”

After the Draenei finished speaking, he stopped, quietly letting the young orc in front of him, whose eyes radiated wisdom and thought, understand his words.

"So, the power of the Light comes from Naru......" Edward muttered to himself.

"Yes, but alas, during the crash of our ship, Naru also had to stay in it. All of us could feel that they were badly wounded and in need of treatment, and that the Light we had received was getting weaker. ”

"Why didn't you save them?" asked Edward.

"We dreamed of it, but the place where our ship fell was on your orc territory, and we had to endure it so that you wouldn't resent us. ”

"Now you should understand that that place is the sacred mountain of your orcs, Voshugu. ”