Chapter 873

Yrel could swear by his horns, that orc she had never seen before—he was definitely the same orc that Yrel was sitting in when he first fought.

Yrel was impressed by his appearance and the sharp blade on the palm of his left hand.

But now that guy has changed a lot from before.

The skin, which had been pale due to long-term absence of sunlight, was now a strange and evil green—a color of orcs that Yrel had never seen before.

Yrel didn't understand what happened, but Ye Ting, who knew the history, understood immediately.

The appearance of the green orcs means only one thing, that is, the Burning Legion's plan to enslave the orcs is one step closer.

Thinking of the space fluctuations a few days ago, how could Ye Ting not know that it was the traitor Gul'dan among the orcs who successfully summoned the vanguard general of the Burning Legion - Abyss Demon King Mannoroth.

In order to further control the orcs, Gul'dan gathered the chiefs of the tribes, large and small, and tricked them into drinking the blood of Mannoroth in the name of strength. The green color is the manifestation of the orcs being corrupted by fel energy.

This should have happened about yesterday, because now there is only one green orc he has seen, and he is probably one of the chiefs who attended the meeting, while the other ordinary orcs still maintain their brown skin.

But Ye Ting knew that since the first green-skinned orc had appeared, the tribe was not far from being corrupted.

Chapter 1062 Kargath Blade Fist and Fel Power

Although he was surprised by the green-skin orcs, Yrel, who was already considered a battle-hardened man, did not make a fuss about it, but stood calmly and calmly on the field, waiting for the start of the gladiatorial fight.

However, uncharacteristically, her opponent has not entered the field.

Instead, the green-skinned orcs on the high platform stood up.

He walked to the edge of the high platform and looked around at the orcs in the arena. In the process, he even gave Yrel a special look.

From that look, Yrel felt deep malice.

Then, the green-skinned orc cleared his throat and spoke.

"Warriors of the Shattered Palm!" His voice was low and hoarse. "And fellow Orcs of the Horde, I am the Chieftain of the Shattered Palm, the ruler of Highmaul, Kargath Bladefist—"

As soon as his words came out, the entire arena fell silent. Obviously, this Kargath chief has great prestige in the tribe.

"Just yesterday--" he continued, shouting, "Chief of the Stormreaver, the wise Gul'dan brought a new power to the Horde--a power that can regenerate. It reshaped the orc and it reshaped me - it gave me new, stronger powers -"

Having said that, he took a step forward and showed his green body to all the orcs in the arena.

Most of the orcs present are very familiar with Kargath. As a hero who once gained freedom from the arena of the ogres and founded the Broken Palm clan, Kargath is known among the orcs for his cruelty and power. A big celebrity among orcs.

As the former king of gladiators, Kargath was quite strong, but now the orcs find that the current Kargath chief is stronger than the past, but this change happened in one day.

What a miraculous change this is.

Now Kargath's eyes were glowing red, he raised his head and shouted, his voice shaking the arena, and said: "That power makes me stronger and more bloodthirsty - that power will lead the orcs into a new era —After gaining that power, Chief Black Blackhand announced something even more heartwarming to us —"

He paused, glanced maliciously at Yrel below, and then said:

"We're going to make history - we're about to attack the enemy's last stronghold - we're going to tear off limbs, we're going to be bathed in blood. We're going to sweep the streets of their capital like their worst nightmare - victory will belong to the Horde !!!”

After listening to Kargath's words, Yrel, who was originally composed, was shocked. She finally understood where the maliciousness of the other party came from.

Isn't the so-called enemy of the orcs the draenei? Are they going to attack Shattrath?

At this moment, Yrel, who heard the news, was full of thoughts. Her mind could no longer stay in the arena, but flew back to the main city of the Draenei.

She wanted to go back there now and tell her people the news, tell them that the orcs are coming, and tell them that the orcs have gained new powers.

It's a pity that she can't do this for the time being.

"Victory belongs to the tribe!!!"

"Blood and Glory!!!"

"Kill all those blue-skinned monsters—"

As Kargath shouted, the orcs present also roared, and the words were full of undisguised malice towards the draenei, which made Yrel's face even more ugly.

Leaning less, Kargath finally raised his hand to stop the fanatical compatriots.

"I'm glad that you have such enthusiasm, so before tomorrow's battle, let us share the power of this blessing,"

Having said this, he raised the cup in his right hand, which was engraved with strange glyphs, and as the night fell, those glyphs seemed to glow faintly. The contents of the cup are also shining.

Kargath held the cup in front of him, and an eerie yellow-green light fell on his face from below, casting strange shadows.

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"Everyone who wants this blessing can drink it," he said with a grim smile, "I'll have it distributed, and anyone who desires power can drink it—and then , we will bring blood and death to the draenei—"

"certainly,"

Having said that, he pointed to Yrel under the stage.

"The blood of the draenei begins with this girl—so, who wants to be the first to show his loyalty, accept the blessing, and bring us a great gladiatorial fight?"

Kargath looked around, no one dared to come forward for a while.

Drinking the blood of demons to gain strength is naturally what the orcs present are willing to do, but fighting Yrel has persuaded them to repel them.

No way, Yrel's fighting power in the arena is really exaggerated.

In the last battle, Yrel actually defeated a pair of Sabertooth brothers by himself. The fur of the pair of Sabertooth tigers is yellow and gray, and they are the most powerful gladiators in the entire arena except Yrel. Each of them is the elite of the elite, but the stronger one is, They have an excellent tacit understanding and cooperation.

As long as the two brothers strike together, no matter how powerful the enemy will be killed by their claws - they even kill a full-grown gronn together.

But it was such a pair of brothers who were killed by Yrel with one person.

With such a terrifying combat power, none of the orcs present dared to pat their chests and say that they could deal with her by drinking the blood of the devil.

Kargath frowned at the reaction of the orcs, and just as he was about to say something, a tall orc squeezed forward from the crowd.

It was a gray-white orc. Like Kargath, the position of his left hand was not a palm, but a long knife fixed on his arm. Obviously, it was also a member of the Broken Palm clan.

Seeing him appear, Kargath's face obviously softened a lot.

"Let me, Chief, leave me the chance to kill this blue-skinned monster!" said the orc gruffly.

"You're the only one who seized this opportunity, Gagmar." Kargath smacked the opponent's chest, then handed him the cup of tumbling green liquid.

The orc named Gagomar did not hesitate. He raised the glass to his lips and took a deep sip, all watching his reaction.

Under everyone's attention, Gagamar suddenly bent down, and his body trembled. Just when people thought he was going to have an accident, right before their eyes, Gagmana's shoulders suddenly widened. His armor creaked from the strength of his body.

Slowly, he stood up straight, taller than ever, reshaped into strong and powerful by the green liquid, and he glanced at the crowd, his eyes flashing red.

"How are you feeling, my second-in-command, Gagomar?" Kargath asked in a softer voice than he had ever seen before.

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