Orgrim looked at his old friend who was going away and couldn't help but sigh, but he soon regained his momentum. As the chief of the tribe, he should leave the sadness until he gets older.

He must find a glorious future for the entire orc tribe.

At this moment, Gul'dan had been paying attention to the movements on the warchief's side, and he didn't even notice another adventurer approaching.

Bloodthirsty Fighting (Warrior): "Master Goudan, give me a glass of devil's blood."

When Gul'dan turned his head, he saw a level five orc warrior looking at him expectantly. He was so dumbfounded... Gul'dan was disgusted.

Gul'dan (Raider Chieftain): "Your contribution to the Horde is not enough to receive such a reward." (The merit points are not enough).

"Oh, why are you so picky? Just have a drink, just one drink."

"roll!"

The orc adventurer walked away angrily.

Another orc adventurer came up.

The second uncle (soldier): "I have collected 1,000 merit points, so you can give me the blood of the devil."

"Wait." Gul'dan picked up the horn cup and scooped a cup of the mysterious liquid into the huge pot in front of him. The green liquid was thick and hot, exuding the stench of evil energy.

However, in the eyes of the surrounding orc adventurers, they all showed greedy and longing looks.

The orc adventurer in front of him did not pick him up, but looked at Gul'dan expectantly.

Second uncle (soldier): "What is this?"

Gul'dan glared at the orc, "What do you think this is? It's demon blood, you idiot."

Second uncle (soldier): "No, you should say - 'This is the fate of the orcs'."

Gul'dan looked at the expectant orcs in front of him speechlessly, and he almost wanted to curse. Is there something wrong with these orc adventurers? Why do every orc have to do this when they come to receive the blood of demons?

However, he knew that as long as he did not tell the other party that the energy was consumed all day long, in order to end his work as soon as possible, Gul'dan could only hold back the murderous intention in his heart.

Gul'dan: "Drink, second uncle, this is the fate of the orcs."

Second uncle (soldier): "So Gul'dan, what's the price?"

Gul'dan: "All of it."

"Haha, that's what it tastes like." The orc happily took the demon's blood and drank it down in one breath.

As soon as this person finished drinking and left, more orcs immediately surrounded him.

Devil Muscle Man (Hunter): "Give me a drink, I've just collected enough merits."

Wuren Mooncake (Shaman): "I, I, I want it too. After three days of moving bricks, I finally got enough."

Mysterious Dance Steps (Assassin): "And I am worth a thousand meritorious deeds. I have many meritorious deeds."

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, everyone has a share."

Gul'dan had never realized that he was so popular. Every day, orcs kept coming to ask for blood. Drinking demon blood was not enough, and he had to live a full life.

Seeing that the pot of demon's blood had reached the bottom, Gul'dan scraped the bottom of the pot with a cup while pouring another cup of demon's blood into the cauldron, adding several secret potions, and then mixed it with several large barrels of river water.

, simmered it for a while, and soon a fresh pot of [Devil’s Blood Evil Energy Hot Drink] was ready.

An orc looked at it and provoked a problem, "Oh, Master Goudan, your devil's blood is not authentic, why are you adding water to it?"

Gul'dan glared at the orc and said to himself that hundreds of orcs come here every day to drink the blood of demons. No amount of demon blood is enough for you to drink. How can you do it without mixing it with water?

He didn't bother to explain, so he just scooped up the boiled devil's blood and handed it over.

Although those orc adventurers had bad mouths, they did not dare to make mistakes.

"Damn it, I worked so hard to complete the task, so I'll just give you a watered-down version of the devil's blood. It's too **deductible."

"That's right, I see this tribe taking jujube pills."

"Shh, keep your voice down. If the chief hears it, your reputation will be deducted."

The orcs cursed and drank the demon's blood, and green evil power immediately emerged from their bodies.

Demon's blood is a special welfare reward for orc players, which requires 1,000 merit points to redeem. The advantage of drinking demon's blood is that you can obtain a constant BUFF of 'Fel Power', which lasts for a full year.

Not only can it increase attack power and maximum health, it can also increase the power of evil spells, which is useful for warriors and warlocks.

The disadvantage is that the intelligence is reduced by 5 points, and it cannot be healed by the holy light. However, the orcs do not have the profession of priest and paladin, so it does not matter at all.

The key is that the process of drinking demon blood is very ceremonial, and the famous orc hero Gul'dan personally refills the cup. For tribe players, this kind of thing must be experienced.

So most players will usually come for a drink as long as they have enough merit points.

These orc adventurers drank the demon's blood and immediately started howling.

Stomachache (Hunter) "Oh yeah, this is how it feels, it feels so good!"

Mu Da Mu Da Mu Da (Warlock): "Ahhhhh, such a big power."

Speed ​​​​(Warrior): "Do you feel it, brothers? Do you feel it?"

Hei Laosan (Warrior): "Friends from the audience, please see this is the legendary Demon's Flying - no, it should be the Demon's Blood. It took me three days to finally accumulate enough merit points. Now let's try it."

How does this taste?

Sip slip - well, you see, you can't take a big gulp when drinking, you have to drink it in a sip, sip slip - sip slip - this taste is authentic.

The texture is very layered and the taste is very mellow. How can I describe it? It tastes like grinding stinky tofu into a paste and then adding pig blood and stirring it..."

Gul'dan covered his face helplessly as he watched these orc adventurers dancing around with demons.

Seeing Orgrim walking this way, he hurriedly handed the bone cup to the orc warlock beside him, and hurriedly moved towards Orgrim.

After taking a few steps, an old figure appeared at the same time - Ner'zhul.

Gul'dan and Ner'zhul looked at each other, both aware of each other's hostility.

Speaking of which, Ner'zhul was once Gul'dan's teacher. However, Gul'dan betrayed Ner'zhul for strength and tricked Ner'zhul into signing a contract with Kil'jaeden, completely betraying the orcs to the devil.

The entire orc tribe became evil.

Ner'zhul also lost his power for a time and could no longer communicate with the elements, but now, he finally got the response of the elements again.

At this time, the two were in a competitive relationship. One controlled the Shadow Council and commanded all the orc warlocks.

A ring that controls the earth and rules all orc shamans.

Both of them hope to expand their influence within the tribe and become the spiritual leader of the tribe.

In the past, Gul'dan once relied on Black Hand to become the number two figure. However, after Black Hand died in the battle and Orgrim took over, his status also slipped.

Orgrim respects Ner'zhul more and obviously doesn't trust him much.

Gul'dan now sensed the crisis and approached Orgrim whenever he had the chance.

After all, Guldan was younger and walked a few steps to the front.

Gul'dan: "Ah, great warchief, according to your instructions, I have given the blood of demons to the orc adventurers who surrendered to us."

Orgrim (Tribal Chief): "Well, good job. These orc adventurers are too weak. Maybe drinking the blood of demons can make them stronger."

Gul'dan: "Warchief, the demon blood I brought from Draenor is almost used up. I hope to be able to send me some hard workers and orc apprentices. I will train more orc warlocks for the tribe. At the same time,

Build some demon altars and summon demon legions to help the tribe. It is best to summon an abyss demon to draw more demon blood, so that it can provide spell support for the tribe in the next war.

In the previous battle, those human spellcasters were very powerful and posed a great threat to our tribe. If we can train more warlocks, we can fight against them. What does the chief think?"

Orgrim snorted noncommittally, but looked at Ner'zhul beside him.

"Master Ner'zhul, how are you communicating with the elements of this world?"

"It's very successful, War Chief. The tribe's shamans have all recovered their ability to cast spells, and the elements of this world are far more powerful than the elements of Draenor. In the next battle, the shamans can provide powerful spell support."

"Ah, very good."

"But summoning elemental creatures requires elemental essence and many precious materials as sacrifices. I need some hard workers to help mine spellcasting materials and build the Storm Altar."

Orgrim nodded, "No problem. I will send you three thousand orc slave laborers later. We must expand the number of orc shamans as soon as possible. The war is about to begin, and I will still rely on you."

Ner'zhul said: "Don't worry, Warchief, it will be absolutely fine." After saying that, he left happily.

Gul'dan immediately became anxious when he saw it, "Warchief, what about my needs..."

Orgrim made a serious face: "Gul'dan, you have to understand that now that the tribe wants to conquer the world, it needs manpower everywhere, and there really can't be many people... Well, I'll go back and mobilize five hundred orcs to work hard.

You, and I will give you another five hundred adventurers, you can issue tasks to them and let them help you work."

"But……"

"What, are you questioning my decision?"

"Of course not, Warchief." Gul'dan lowered his head and said.

Looking at Orgrim's leaving figure, Gul'dan already felt threatened. Orgrim's hostility towards him was not even covered up by the other party.

"Damn it!" Gul'dan clenched his fists and stared at Orgrim's back with his scarlet eyes...

"Master Gul'dan, can we talk?" A voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Gul'dan turned around and took a look. It was an orc warlock adventurer. Although these adventurers were not very strong, the number of spellcasters was really large, especially the orc warlocks, which were literally thousands.
To be continued...