Stormwind God

Chapter 200

Even Duke didn’t know, because he cheated Orgrim so hard that Orgrim brought out a ceremony that had never appeared in any “history”-Bagras.

This is a ceremony to prove his reputation to the suspected traitor orc.

ceremony is very simple, violent and bloody.

That is, under the witness of at least one hundred orc warriors, seven recognized warriors will insert seven daggers on the participants of the ceremony. The dagger must not be used for fatal wounds, muscles or bones, or internal organs.

Then the participants will have to talk to a recognized warrior-usually a Chieftain life and death duel with seven daggers stuck in their bodies.

Participants will only be deemed to remove suspicion and restore their reputation only if they win the duel.

No one knows why Kilrogg offered to let Orgrim participate in Bagras. If one had to impose a reason on Kilrogg, it would be his “dead eye” that can no longer see things

Kilrogg was born in Bleeding Hollow Clan in Draenor. When his clansman was about to be annihilated by the arakkoa, Kilrogg was unwilling to bow his head and give in. Under the arrangement of his injured father, he followed the ancient tradition of the clan: he found the hidden secret room named after his clan, and carried out the terrifying ceremony of sacrificing his left eye in exchange for seeing the future destiny.

In the ceremony, Kilrogg foresees that his death is still far away, so he knows that he will survive this catastrophe. Encouraged by fate, he seized control of the clan and led Bleeding Hollow Clan to smash the arakkoa threat, and then won in countless battles.

In the years that followed, he slaughtered any dissidents, and even his close relatives could not escape the death penalty, always looking forward to his own destiny to come to him step by step.

Orc is arrogant, but mostly superstitious. Without Shaman in the Horde camp at this moment, Kilrogg’s “dead eye” has become quite convincing.

Without any hesitation, high-ranking warriors such as Grom Hellscream and Samuro agreed to Kilrogg.

“Orgrim Doomhammer! To prove your innocence, do you accept [Bagras]?” Kilrogg’s voice was indifferent, but also with a certain fierce oppression. It was in the blood of the dead mountain The horrible imposing manner that the warrior who walks out will have.

He is old, but no one can deny that he is still one of the strongest warriors in Horde.

“I accept!” Orgrim stood among countless orc’s suspicious eyes: “I not only accept it, but I also demand that when accepting [Baghras], open [Mak’gora] at the same time!”

“Hiss——” Numerous orc gasps in cold air.

This means that Orgrim has to accept the challenge of at least 7 Chieftain-level warriors in one breath while being stabbed seven times on the body, and he can stop until no one is challenged.

Of course, if Orgrim succeeds, he will be the second Warchief in Horde after Blackhand!

Every orc’s broad face is filled with surprise that cannot be concealed.

Either Orgrim is the most ridiculous lunatic, or he will become the sharpest warrior in Horde’s history, no one!

“Come!” Orgrim slammed his chest, making a loud peng peng!

Kilrogg did not speak, and pulled out a curved long bone blade with his backhand. This bone dagger was at least thirty centimeters long. White light flashed, the entire dagger has been inserted diagonally above the left collarbone, passing through the Orgrim thick muscles like a city wall, and coming out above the scapula at the left rear.

Splashing blood, horrible to see!

“Huh—” Orgrim didn’t even groan, he just clenched his fist.

Grom Hellscream stepped forward, expressionless, and directly smashed Orgrim’s right arm with a dagger, just avoiding the tendons and bones.

“Woo…” Orgrim hummed.

BurningBlade Clan Blade Master Samuro followed, and a dagger pierced Orgrim’s right thigh.

Then the fourth, fifth…the seventh warrior went up.

Everyone left a dagger on Orgrim’s body.

At this moment, Orgrim has become a hedgehog, a bloody hedgehog.

“Who!? Who is willing to use Orgrim Doomhammer’s life to prove his bravery? Who is willing to dignified and is getting this [Doomhammer]!?”

Orgrim is like a Hongzhong The roar resounded across the wild.

There will not be too many orc willing to kill an orc that may be suspected of being dishonorable, unless they can get real benefits from him, which happens to be Orgrim.

Not many orc can withstand the temptation of [Doomhammer]! Especially after Orgrim used it to kill no less than 500 warriors of all races.

Ogre, giant lizard, earth travel dragon, human legion leader, Orgrim indirectly proved the power of this hammer with his outstanding record.

Suddenly, a flag was thrown into the center of the field.

“I—Galal of the Shattered Sand Clan, bet on my reputation to fight you!”

Seeing this opponent who is more than one head taller than himself, Orgrim was a little disappointed. This was the Chieftain of a small clan with only a few hundred people, but as a traitor suspect, he couldn’t ask for more.

In the sky, cirrus clouds are surging.

On the ground, the horns sounded.

Whether it is [Mak’gora] or [Baghras], nothing can attract the attention of orc like the most orc, bloodiest, and most passionate duel.

Only powerhouses that dare to face life and death will be recognized by the martial orc. Only this kind of most primordial and no fancy fight can really wash away Orgrim’s suspicion.

“Come on!” Orgrim shouted out loudly, and the little Chieftain Gala rushed over.

“bang! bang! bang!” The solid ground is full of the heavy footsteps of Gala.

The imposing manner that Gala rushed over gave people the illusion of a mountain collapse.

“Go to die—” Galal grinned and chopped out a huge machete.

That is the formidable power that can cut Orgrim completely. But Orgrim’s sharp within both eyes flashed disappointment again.

Weak!

too weak!

Whether it is power, speed, or skill, Orgrim is extremely disappointed.

For some reason, he thought of the human Anduin Lothar who killed Blackhand that day. It was obvious that both speed and strength were at a disadvantage. Lothar just used his perfect unloading skills and wonderful steps to fight Warchief. have equal shares.

Looking at such an opponent, Orgrim didn’t want to wait even one more second.

In the eyes of outsiders, he missed and fell heavily [Doomhammer]. Only a knowledgeable person could see that he hadn’t paid much attention to Galal at all.

As soon as the cut was about to fall, Orgrim used his intact left leg to suddenly exert force, rushed into Galal’s arms with a stride, and hit the enemy with a knife with a punch. On his wrist, the next second, his hands suddenly clapped.

Galal’s head in the palm of his hand was smashed in an instant. It’s like a watermelon smashed by a hammer…

Orgrim roar towards the sky: “Next!”

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