Ogres are powerful creatures from the world of Draenor. Whether you are deceived by their silly appearance or not, you cannot deny that they are terrifyingly strong in terms of strength.
Huge size and powerful resilience are just some of the characteristics that all ogres have in common.
What really makes Ogres come to Draenor is the high birth rate of natural spellcasters.
Unlike the shamans that the orcs have cultivated with difficulty, the proportion of spellcasters among ogres is frighteningly high, and the naturally born two-headed ogres, which stand at the top of Draenor's biological chain, crush all living beings.
Although thanks to the Burning Legion's mastermind, the orcs had the capital to fight the ogres and conquered some small ogre clans, the Gorian Empire was still the behemoth of Draenor, and Highhammer Castle still stood in Nagrand. Mountain top.
Even the fringe clans among the ogres are still terrifying monsters to the inhabitants of Azeroth.
At least Carlos had to go all out when Hillblade faced off against these r-bomb tanks and never dare to take it lightly.
But it was such a terrifying ogre, a settlement composed of more than thirty such terrifying ogres, with only flies flying around and a stench filling the ground.
A murderer is a birdman.
"Arakkoa?"
Carlos asked in Orcish.
"The orc's lackey?"
The beak-feathered monster in front of him also replied in the orc language.
"No, we are enemies of the orcs."
Carlos lowered the arcane ax in his hand and waved to signal the warriors around him to retreat.
"I thought the orcs had conquered the world."
"On the contrary, we just won a crucial victory."
"Then, I won't kill you, let's go."
"But I want to talk to you."
"Why?"
“The enemy of my enemy has what it takes to be a friend.”
"...You convinced me."
"My name is Carlos Barov, the king of Alterac, human."
"My name is Ashkandi, Lord Guard of Terokk, the Morning Seeker."
Aha?
Nani!
Ashkandi?
Terok!
Carlos was stunned by the name after name.
There is evidence that Titans visited Draenor. The original world of Draenor was a savage wasteland dominated by nothing but the never-ending battle between brambles and gronn.
later. Three ancient gods, or demigods, were born in the sky of Draenor - Rukhmar, Anzu, and Setai.
Rukhma is strong, young, and ambitious. She likes the feeling of the warm sun shining on her feathers, and she does not get burned even if she is close to the sun. The flames poured down from her body, turning into a dazzling light of red and gold. The sky is her canvas and the Kali bird is her offspring.
Although Ansu is not as physically powerful as Rukhma, he possesses deep wisdom. Ansu, who lives in the Shadow World, once talked with the races in the Twisted Nether, and then lamented that demons are all stupid*. His feathers were as black as midnight. The Dreadraven is his offspring.
Setai is the lord of wind and frost. His scales are forever covered in frost, and the wind snakes are his offspring.
The grievances and hatreds of the three original gods of Draenor can be expressed in a very simple paragraph.
Setai was jealous of Rukhma and told Ansu that the two of us would work together to kill her. Ansu said yes... Saitai left, and Ansu finished the rest of his words: Shameless. After receiving Ansu's small report, Rukhma took precautions and hung Saitai up to beat him. Ansu felt that Saitai was not a thing, so he got involved. Setai got lost and used Allahu Akbar, while Ansu blocked the shot for Rukhma.
Although the food dug out from the ogre's camp did not taste very good. But the people present were all dancing on the graves and sleeping with the dead in their arms, so it didn't matter.
While eating, he summarized the mythological stories that Ashkandi had told for more than an hour into just a few sentences.
"Then what?"
Carlos asked next.
Before he blew himself up, Setai uttered a curse before his death: "My blood will dye the sea black, until the ocean is as sticky as asphalt! My body will fester and rot, until the entire sky will turn into nothing." !”
Ansu was also very naked, "Then we can only make you lose your blood."
Anzu swallowed the struggling Seth, even the bones. Only a stream of blood trailed down the shattered peak and stained the valley below.
Rukhmar returns to the sky, and Anzu returns to the shadows.
But soon. Ansu felt Setai's curse flowing through his body, greatly weakening Ansu's power. Only by returning to the shadow world could Ansu suppress this vicious curse.
Seeing Anzu's weakness. Fearing the curse, Rukhma never fell to the ground again. She flew to new lands and created a new race to harness the skies - a race that combined her strength and grace with Anzu's cunning and thirst for knowledge.
She calls them arakkoa.
Born under the care of the gods, the arakkoa combine the grace of Rukhmar with the cunning of Anzu. The arakkoa expanded on Draenor and became the first race ever to conquer the wilderness. Contained the never-ending battle between the Thorn Beast and the Gronn, and established the first civilization in the wild world of Draenor - the Apexis Empire.
It was the most glorious era of the arakkoa, and it was also the peak of the strength of the entire race. High sages inspired thousands, inventors created amazing technologies, and the arakkoa created a mythical realm in the skies of Draenor.
But great things must come true, and the empire was destroyed by civil strife. When the ogre Goria Empire began to take shape, the Apexis dynasty fell apart in the civil strife, leaving only countless ruins to recall its glory.
The divided arakkoa lost most of the technology and territory they had during the Apexis Empire. Civil strife weakened the arakkoa's power. Facing the challenges of many new races, most of the arakkoa returned to the place where the three gods of the sky fought. , the place where the arakkoa were born—Arak Peaks.
Without Apexis's wisdom and knowledge, arakkoa society quickly fell apart, with followers of Rukhma and worshipers of Anzu fighting among themselves over what remained of Apexis' legacy. As Anzu was cursed by Setai, worshipers of Rukhmar would throw Anzu's worshipers into the valley soaked in the blood of Seth and suffer the same punishment. Their wings were broken, their bodies were distorted and deformed by the curse, and their minds were eroded by crazy visions. Many arakkoa would die painfully under the curse, and the cursed ones who survived would become crows. Exiles and pariahs from human society.
The arakkoa society is divided into the sage class who can fly in the sky (the upper class arakkoa and the exiles who have lost their wings.
"But you have wings, Ashkandi?"
Carlos had seen the bloated form of the arakkoa exiles in the game. asked in confusion.
"Not all high-ranking arakkoa are megalomaniacs and persecutors."
Ashkandi replied calmly and continued with the story.
But later, a legendary king rose up in the kingdom of the arakkoa - King Terok of the Claw. He was once regarded by the high-ranking arakkoa as the greatest, noble and powerful king. Legends abound about his reign.
The Rise of the Bloodmane Khajiits. Letting their leader be immersed in false strength, it sent its subordinates to send Terokk 10,000 arakkoa feathers in an attempt to anger Terokk, and then defeated the main arakkoa force in a frontal battle. But the young and powerful Terokk defeated thousands of Bloodmaned Tigermen by himself, and ended the life of the leader of the Bloodmaned Tigermen as if in a one-on-one duel. And kindly allowed the remaining Bloodmaned Tigers to clean up the mess.
Wise, powerful, and philanthropic, Terokk used strength and wisdom to establish the absolute dominance of the Crow Sky Summit regime in the Arak Peaks.
The Khajiits fled in fear of him, the Orcs huddled in their dungeons to avoid his sight, the Gorian ogres sent envoys to make peace with him, the Gronns stayed away in fear of his power, and the exiles stayed in shame. Hiding in the shadow of the forest below Tongtian Peak.
Terokk was beloved by his subjects, but the sages became increasingly jealous of his glory. As time passed, the Sages decided to secretly overthrow Terokk's rule and usurp the Talon King's rule over the arakkoa kingdom. With unfounded charges, the sages of Tongtian Peak used conspiracy and tricks to assassinate Terok. They broke the wings of Terokk and his supporters and threw them into the valley contaminated by the blood of Setai. Setai's curse weakened Terokk. The once proud son of the wind lost his splendor. But in his pain, Terokk only worried about one person: his daughter Lexi.
It's a pity that Lexi didn't escape this disaster in the end. Looking at the broken body of his beloved daughter, Terokk despaired and finally succumbed to the terrible darkness.
While struggling in the chaos of darkness, Terokk was approached by a powerful being. A strange power filled the Claw King's body and spurred him on.
Even while suffering from the Curse of Setai, Terokk's most powerful former bodyguards remained conscious. When the Talon King calls, they respond immediately. Those poor people who were cursed with madness were writhing in pain in the pool of blood. Terok couldn't bear to see this scene. So he took action to free them.
This great existence is Ansu.
After receiving the asylum of Anzu, Terokk led his innocent supporters to find the exiles who had been exiled by him, and together they built the city of Skettis to protect the children who were not favored by Rukhmar.
From now on. The priests of Rukhmar established a tyrannical theocracy in the Sky Peak. Any arakkoa who dared to question the authority of Rukhmar's followers, the sages, would be demoted.
"So you are a follower of Anzu?"
Carlos asked.
"No, I still believe in Rukhma."
Ashkandi replied.
"Aren't you the bodyguard of Terokk, Lord of the Claws?"
Carlos was a little confused*.
"I was just a child when Terokk was persecuted. When Terokk returned, I chose to follow my own worship."
Ashkandi replied profoundly.
Perfect answer. A loyal person, but Carlos thought of this sentence: "Adoration is the farthest distance from understanding."
What position does a native of Azeroth have to tell Ashkandi that he is tortured by the curse of Terokk and Setai, whom he worships, and will eventually go completely crazy in a few years.
He was about to sigh, but stopped abruptly. Carlos opened his mouth and avoided the topic of Terok.
"Why did you come to Azeroth?"
Feeling that the friendship was almost complete, Carlos asked the question he was most concerned about.
"I'm looking for an ogre."
Ashkandi answered without hesitation.
"Can you tell me more about it? Maybe I can help you."
"The guys from Tongtian Peak excavated a weapon from the Apexis Empire period from a ruins, named the Fire of Rukhmar. They tried to provoke a civil war again. In order to fight against the Fire of Rukhmar, the great Terokk , preparing to make another piece of equipment, but a group of despicable ogre smugglers stole the important core while providing us with supplies, and I must get it back."
Carlos was stunned. He killed all the way from the Peaks of Arak to break out of the Dark Portal. In Azeroth, a place he was unfamiliar with, he chased him from the Dark Swamp to the Burning Steppes. Ashkandi is a pure man. ah!
Suddenly, Carlos felt that it was not a big deal for the arakkoa in front of him to kill more than thirty ogres by himself. He was the bodyguard of Terokk, the King of Claws...
"Do you have any clues?"
"The despicable ogres betrayed the orcs. They are entrenched in Stonemaul Mountain to the north. Although they are not good things, it makes my movements a lot easier. But the volcano did too much damage to my feathers and I couldn't get close. I had to Trying to kill the ogres outside and force more ogres to come out."
Ashkandi looked up at the sky, then fixed his eyes and waited for Carlos' words.
But Carlos was stunned.
Damn, there’s so much information! Ogres and orcs are falling out!
Thinking rapidly in his mind, Carlos decided to use the drag technique first.
"Since you have no choice for the time being, why not join us first? In order to complete the task, it is also a reasonable option to rely on the power of others."
"What do you want from me, and what can you give me? Humans, except for the common enemy of the orcs, our trust has no foundation."
Although Ashkandi had the head of a bird, Carlos could see the playfulness and indifference in his eyes.
"You have overstepped your bounds, Lord Guard. In my kingdom, I am the Terokk of my people."
Carlos' words angered Ashkandi, and the Wind Blade came out. Carlos was shocked to find that his holy shield was showing signs of being broken.
"Sorry, I shouldn't make enemies for the King of Claws for no reason. You are a king, and I shouldn't be powerless."
The brief exchange was as fast as lightning. Except for the guards around Carlos who were caught off guard, no one else knew what happened.
Waving his hand to let the guard contact the guard, Carlos looked at the ridiculously strong arakkoa in front of him and decided to have a sincere relationship with him.
"Look, I have some troubles, and you have some troubles. Some troubles are not troubles at all to me, and some troubles are troubles that you can't solve."
"So, you think my troubles are not troublesome to you, and you need me to help you deal with some troubles?"
"What do you think of these warriors around me?"
Carlos asked.
"If there are less than ten, I can escape if you kill them all. If there are less than five, it will be easy to kill without any injuries."
Ashkandi's words excited the proud Guardsmen, but their strict discipline kept them seemingly indifferent.
"I have fifty thousand such soldiers."
Carlos said calmly.
"I believe it, but what does it have to do with me?"
Ashkandi clearly realized that his mission was time-critical and was not swayed by Carlos's words.
"In order to serve you for one day, I will ask a hundred soldiers to serve you for one day when the army comes in. Finding things is always more convenient when there are more people."
Ashkandi thought for a while, then threw away the ogre's nape from his claws.
"You convinced me." (To be continued.)
