Chapter 367: Sao Nian, do you long for strength?

Gul'dan was shaking, but he was shaking with excitement about the new invention.
A few minutes later, as the shadow faded away, the creature standing in the middle slowly revealed its true features.
Gul'dan couldn't wait for the light to fade so he could see the creature created by his storm altar.
An ogre is still standing in front of them, but some parts of the creature have changed.
Although larger than ever, some proportions have changed. His belly was not so huge, his arms were not as long as before, and his legs were not as curved as before, making him appear more sensitive.
Then he had two heads.
It was definitely an unexpected surprise.
No one knows better than Gul'dan the meaning of the two-headed ogre.
Two-headed ogres are very rare in Draenor. They are larger and stronger than their own, and more coordinated.
They are worshipped by all single-headed ogres, and will be considered the supreme king of ogres.
Cougar is one of them.
No, he is more rare, and he has proven to be smart enough to be a mage. Gul'dan found the two-headed ogre when he was still young and trained him very carefully. Gujar is a reliable assistant and a powerful warlock who accompanied Gul'dan to this day.
It now appears that Gujar is no longer alone.
A two-headed ogre!
And obviously has a high degree of intelligence and coordination.
The most important thing is that this kind of ogre magician with two heads is born with a multi-talented talent. He can perform unparalleled spell bombardment while maintaining a strong melee combat ability.
The power from the source allowed the two-headed ogre wizard to quickly identify Gul'dan as his master. Gul'dan then asked Gulgar to explain to him about the tribe and everything he needed to know. The Ogre Magi listened quietly, absorbing all the content like a sponge sucking water.
The birth of this mage is definitely great news for Gul'dan, who is short of major generals.
Of course, for Orgrim, these are some bigger and more powerful fighters. The Warchief didn't care if these new creatures were totally loyal to Gul'dan instead of him. For a tribe with a very large total population, the two-headed ogre or the ogre magician are only a small part of a huge number. As long as he controls the entire tribe, the people below have to work for the tribe, even if they have any thoughts.
Orgrim smiled and turned to leave. Because Gul'dan would complete the next job, the Chieftain didn't care how many double-headed ogres this force could create.
Orgrim's focus has always been on larger aspects, such as the total loyalty of the trolls.
However, an accident interrupted his good mood.
Something happened to Zukin.
A premeditated ambush, a sharp arrow almost shot through Zu Jin's heart. This made Orgrim's plan to include the trolls in the new tribe almost impossible.
Orgrim raised his eyebrows at the immensely familiar emerald green arrow that remained on Zujin's chest.
Just one centimeter away, Zukin's heart will be shot!
The entire long arrow of more than sixty centimeters penetrated Zujin's entire body, and the strange power contained on it refused the troll's healing power. To make matters worse, Zuluhed told the Warchief that forcibly pulling out would probably kill Zukin.
Orgrim knew the importance of Zukin.
When the other troll clan has just been deterred and the union of the orcs and trolls has not yet been completed, it is equivalent to the ancestral gold of the troll chieftain. Its existence is essential.
Gritting his teeth fiercely, Orgrim groaned, "Who did it? Alleria? Or Sylvanas?" Orgrim could not remember the name of every enemy, but most Excellent and can't be ignored.
"I don't know. There are three very powerful and similar female elven rangers who besieged me." Zou Jin gnashed his teeth and answered, "To be precise, there are four in total, but the last one is weaker."
Three? Four?
Orgrim certainly didn't know about the Windrunner sisters. Just as he had a hard time distinguishing between other race creatures.
Facial blindness after cross-race is a common case.
"Have a good rest and the tribe will take revenge on you." Orgrim comforted Zukin. In his view, it takes a long time for Zukin to eliminate that mysterious green power. Who knew that Zujin suddenly held him.
"I see the changing times, I see my own smallness."
"and so?"
"So I need power! The power of magic! The power of mystery! I heard that you have made an altar with runes of elves."
Altar of Gul'dan?
Orgrim's evil magic on Gul'dan was never too cold, he had to remind Zukin: "The latest news is that for every ten ogres, three will hang out at the ceremony and six will Promoted to a two-headed ogre at the ceremony, only one can truly gain the power of magic. "
Zujin's mouth coughed up blood with green energy: "Isn't it a chance to die, or grow an extra head or become a deformed monster? I am fearless for the troll's revenge."
Orgrim looked down on the hatred of personal hatred, but was very touched by the sacrifice of sublimation to the racial level. Zul'jin tried to gain that rampant evil power at the cost of sacrifice or whatever.
This is also a kind of sublime.
Orgrim did not refuse: "Gul'dan will perform a ceremony for you when you think it is appropriate."
Gul'dan grinned happily when he heard the news: Maybe I can really control a troll chief?
An hour later, the storm altar opened again with full force.
The power drawn from the sky was transformed by the rune stone and turned into rich dark energy, which accurately hit the king of the troll.
A dark, evil breath envelops the long green arrow on Zu Jin's chest.
Teared by this level of terror, it almost forms its own loop, with a bit of endless green energy, easily crushed by darkness. There was a huge blood hole in Zukin's chest.
The ceremony is not over yet.
Understanding the power of Windrunners in Zujin's chest is only the first step.
When other pieces of runestones injected more dark power into Zul'jin, the Troll King's chest began to swell. Not only the chest, Zujin's whole body up and down, from the neck to the shoulders, to the arms, to the waist muscles, to the muscles on the thighs, almost every inch and every inch is bulging.
More demon power entered the wounds on Zu Jin's chest, and the scarlet blood wounds were like a huge, piercing mouth, as if he were eating dark power.
Finally, a dark wind burst from Zu Jin. (To be continued.)
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