Chapter 202: Great Chief Orgrim (Part 2) (100 Monthly Pass Plus Updates)

The voices in the crowd thought it was the peak long ago. Who would have thought that after Orgrim’s words, behind the peak that was supposed to be unsurpassable, a higher mountain of heaven appeared out of thin air in the clouds and mist? .

The sound waves resounded hundreds of times and thousands of times in the sky, and the entire tribal camp and even the entire land were violently shaken.

What a heroic spirit this is!

Life is endless, bloody battles are endless!

Once upon a time, no one was optimistic about Orgrim, the deputy of the black hand. But now every orc has changed. With an overwhelming admiration, no, this is no longer admiration, this is worship.

"Orgrim - Orgrim -" the roar of thousands of orcs in the audience drove the emotions of all the orcs in the entire tribal camp.

Although the orcs in the distance couldn't see what was going on, they knew from the voice of their leader that perhaps a new chief was about to be born.

Canard rushed over.

Orgrim belittled Canad on the lips, but he devoted 120,000 points of energy in his heart.

No guy from the Shatterpaw clan is easy to mess with.

The Shatterpaw clan originated from orcs who were enslaved by ogres, and these orcs were imprisoned by ogres to serve as gladiators in a huge, rough and extremely strong amphitheater. Fighting non-stop every day, making fun of ogres and other 'higher races', is the only meaning of existence for these orc gladiators.

The ogre promised freedom to any orc slave who slew a hundred orcs in the arena, and Kanard's brother, Kargath Bladefist, did it.

However, what the ogre gave Kargath was not freedom, but the fate of being imprisoned in a dungeon that would never see the sun until he died. Kargas was imprisoned in the dungeon, and his left hand was fixed to the prison column by steel handcuffs. In order to break free from the handcuffs, Kargas chose to destroy his left hand.

Kargath led the orc slaves who chose to give up their left hands and replaced them with sharp fist blades, fighting like the Spartacus slaves who fought against the ancient Roman Empire before Duke crossed. They killed the ogre who enslaved them, and Kargath lifted the head of the ogre leader, announcing the formation of a new clan. A clan that longs for freedom and fights for it - the Shattered Hand Clan.

Therefore, each of the orcs of the Shattered Palm clan is a super elite who has fought his way through the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

With just one charge from Canard, Orgrim realized that this was not an opponent he could deal with unscathed.

Out of the corner of Orgrim's eyes, he saw several famous chieftains or heroes who had been watching coldly: Grom Hellscream, Kilrogg Deadeye, Samuro...

Orgrim was not sure whether the top powerhouses among these tribes had any plans to make a move. But he had to prepare for the worst.

It must be done quickly!

Canard's right hand is also holding a warhammer, which is not as huge as [Doomhammer], but only a little smaller, but Orgrim dare not underestimate it.

With the same hammer blow, Kanade's movements showed a sense of solidity that has been tempered through thousands of years.

Stepped, raised his left arm, rounded his right arm, and exerted a sudden force. At first glance, he didn't feel the slightest surprise. Only warriors who have experienced countless battles would realize that Kanade didn't make any unnecessary movements.

Whether it is the angle, strength, and speed, they are all exquisite to the pinnacle, and there is room for all Orgrim's counterattacks to change.

Having no choice, Orgrim also straightened his hammer and fought with Canard's hammer.

"Kang——" The clanging sound from the clash of the two largest heavy hammers almost broke the eardrums of the surrounding orcs watching the battle.

The buzzing sound of metal made most orcs have to cover their ears.

No one expected that Canard suddenly dropped the sledgehammer in his hand, and he stabbed out with his left hand. His left arm is his killer move. After pulling into the distance, the scimitar blade, which is as long as a human arm, has unexpected flexibility.

Orgrim's [Doomhammer] is sharp, but such a large hammer has never been a good defensive weapon.

In the next moment, the unique scimitar of the Shattered Hand clan was about to pierce Orgrim's chest.

At this moment, a giant hand the size of a cattail fan suddenly blocked the scimitar...

"puff!"

Bloody.

The sharp blade easily penetrated the palm of Orgrim's left hand and pierced the muscles on his chest, but it couldn't penetrate the deadliest part of the heart, because Orgrim's left palm was suddenly grasped, and the palm was crushed. In the case of penetration, he firmly held the arm position at the bottom of the scimitar.

"I caught you." Orgrim's voice was indescribably cold.

Kanade wanted to withdraw, but the giant hand held his arm firmly.

With the two sides so close, using a sledgehammer or something is just a joke. There is no such force distance at all.

too close!

Orgrim has a more direct method. Just like Kanad's right hand just now, it turned out that he also threw away his [Doom Hammer] almost in no particular order, and his right hand turned into an awl, and went straight into Kanad's throat. .

"Cough—" Kanad's vague voice in his throat was his last voice in this world.

In the next moment, Orgrim directly turned his fingers into hooks, and shattered Kanad's entire throat.

Simple! Violence!

Full of brutal aesthetics!

This is the favorite of the orcs, this is the worship of the orcs!

"Oh oh oh oh--" The boiling sound rolled straight into the sky, and it seemed to have crossed countless light-years and endless voids, reaching the planet Draenor.

Withdrew his left hand from the scimitar and kicked Kanade away who was about to lose his life and become a corpse.

Orgrim raised his fists high and uttered a grand and shocking roar for the seventh time.

"Who? Who else!?"

Orgrim set his sights on the faces of the top beings in the tribe-Grom, Kilrogg, Samuro... At the moment of being scarred, Orgrim dared to say that he would fight against any of them. There will be no more than 50% chance of winning.

But he can't back down, and he won't back down!

This is not only because of his life, his glory, but also because he felt that he shouldered the last entrustment of his best friend Durotan, and shouldered the important task of leading the tribe to fight a way out in this strange and unfriendly world.

Apart from passion, his eyes are full of clarity!

Orgrim's god-like gaze swept over the faces of the strong men in the tribe one by one.

There was no provocation, all he saw was obedience.

A strong man lowered his head.

The two strong men lowered their heads.

three...

Ten!

When Orgrim saw Samuro's face, Samuro punched his chest, which is the etiquette of meeting the warchief.

Kilrogg and Grom exchanged glances.

Kilrogg: "My'dead eyes' saw that Orgrim didn't deserve to die here, and I will not lose my life for an irreversible destiny." After that, Kilrogg also saluted.

Grom: "I am very satisfied with my position as chief of the Warsong clan." After saying that, he saluted.

So far, the second chief of the tribe was born!