Chapter 109 Give the Shaman a Blessing Called Ascension

It could be said that the show was over, or it could be said that he had become indifferent again. After leaving the tent, Nergo sat in an open space, and around him were shamans from two clans.

He has more people to answer for, and winning the war is the best option.

So the first thing to solve is the problem of shaman.

After Nergo told some theories that the soldiers could not understand, they had stood here without saying a word for a long time.

"Come on, brothers, accept this power." Nergo said his spells to all the shamans at this time, "Accept the power of my elements, use them to change yourselves, and transform yourself into a better and better person." The perfect orc!"

Nergo's eyes scanned the surrounding shamans. They were silent and seemed to be watching something.

"What are you hesitating about? This is a blessing, a power, and a step that allows us to ascend the road to becoming gods." Nergo released a little bit of his own power, and the air around him was filled with the power of the wind element. Even the sky seemed to have a big hole, and a black curtain unleashed lightning in all directions.

"Who is willing to join me?" Nergo pointed to the sky, "Like me, become an ascendant and welcome a more glorious ascension."

"I'll come." An orc strode forward. Nergo didn't recognize him, but from the war drum on his waist, it could be seen that he was a Warsong orc, and only a Warsong orc would be as full of courage as him. This very good.

Nergo suddenly smiled, and lightning flashed in his hand, "Okay, dear compatriot, you seize the opportunity to change your destiny, come closer, let everyone see, and see the beauty of the Ascended One" place.”

As he spoke, he told the war chanter, "Remember what I just said? Relax and do as I say. There is no danger in this."

After all, he received the power infusion from the Wrath of the Elements, and they received his. Although the power was lacking, the safety was greatly improved, and there was no need to perform certain rituals as preparation.

The war chanter did not hesitate. He closed his eyes and quietly waited for the blessing of thunder and lightning.

Nergo pointed his finger at him, and streaks of lightning rushed out, surrounding the orc's body and beginning to transform.

This didn't take long. When Nergo stretched out his hand, the infusion process was actually over. Then he just needed to wait for the elements to successfully transform it.

The shaman transformed by lightning roared in pain. He bent down and half-knelt in front of Nergo. There was a murmur among the crowd, full of worries about him.

All the shamans, including the spectators, looked at him in horror, watching the war chanter's bent body tremble and twitch.

Then, right in front of their eyes, the Warsinger's body began to gradually deform, and his body began to become somewhat transparent, just like air.

And his armor creaked due to the lightning on his body. Slowly, his body stopped shaking, and he stood up straight,

Looking at the changes in his hands and body, not to mention the love of the surrounding elemental spirits for him, the power in his body alone made him feel that he was at least ten times more powerful than before. He had never felt the manipulation of elements. So simple.

He raised one arm toward the sky, booming, lightning and thunder, and the wind element continued to show the wrath of nature according to his will.

Looking at the reshaped body, it was completely composed of elements. He picked up a sharp knife and slashed it at his arm, but it had no effect. The elementalized body simply ignored the damage caused by this ordinary weapon.

He glanced at the crowd, and what they saw was strength, health, and powerful elemental creatures.

The war chanter, no, he was the ascendant. He looked up to the sky and shouted loudly. The thunder from the sky fell into his body one after another. He did not feel the pain when he was struck by lightning. On the contrary, the power made him taller and stronger. Addicted.

"Okay." Nergo waved his hand to drive away the surrounding wind elements. "Come on, tell everyone how you feel."

"This power, this power is too powerful." The Ascended One's eyes seemed to be filled with lightning, and even when he spoke, he couldn't control some arcs of electricity beating on his body.

After he stumbled through this sentence, he seemed to be organizing words to describe himself, "I feel... very good! I feel full of power."

He roared here, and this most primitive roar spread along the wind element to the ears of everyone present. "I will tear the ogres apart! I will make the ogres kneel before me, and I will electrocute every ogre that stands in front of me with lightning! The thunder will never stop!"

He looked very excited, which was really good. I believe that his performance had made many orcs unable to bear it. Nelgo said to him gently: "Come, give it a try and see if you can change back. From an elemental creature Become an orc."

"Change back? Why? No, I still want to..." The Ascended One is a little reluctant. He doesn't understand that he will go back to the past after gaining strength? This is unacceptable.

"No, no, no, I hope you can switch between the form of orcs and elemental creatures at any time." Nergo made a little joke: "After all, I don't want to hear your wives complaining to me because their husbands turned into elements. Biology leads to inability to have children.”

As for him, it doesn't matter. He himself has no desire for offspring, but then again, are you serious about letting Sylvanas, a dead elf, give birth to a child?

"Hahahaha." A burst of laughter seemed to calm the Ascendant down. He tried to use the soul elements in his body to control the wind elements that made up his body. Fortunately, he succeeded after a while. The storm retreated, and so did his body. Although the wind elements that made up his body were still in his body, his body had recovered.

"Not bad." Nergo praised sincerely, "You succeeded."

He looked at the orcs and said, "Now, does anyone want to accept this blessing?"

The shamans of the Warsong Clan swarmed forward one by one, eager to feel the power of the Ascendant.

After someone succeeded in front of them, no shaman could withstand the temptation of this new spell, especially since this spell seemed safe and could be changed back freely.

Although each of them trembled for a while due to the pain of reshaping their bodies under the transformation of these lightnings, the eyes of each shaman who experienced that kind of pain looked extremely excited.

The same goes for Nergo. Every time an Ascendant is born, the orcs become stronger and have a better chance of winning against the ogres.

It's not that no one fails, but it doesn't matter. After all, most of the losers are young and weak shamans. Nergo comforts them softly and says that this does not mean that they can't ascend. They will have a chance sooner or later.

Suddenly, he found that something was wrong in front of him. The person who came was a Fire Blade Orc, obviously a shaman who was good at manipulating fire.

"I also want to be an Ascendant." There was a hint of restraint on his eager face, "Can you hold a ceremony for me too?"

In response to the request of the Fire Blade Orc, Nergo kindly replied to him: "I can only infuse you with wind elements, which is not suitable for you. You can try to summon a fire element creature and use his power to infuse you."

Nergo looked at the people around him who gained power after ascending, and his heart was full of joy.

"This time, how will your mage deal with it?"