Gain the power of Saitama at the beginning of the game

Nagrand,

The weather here is at two extremes from that of the Hellfire Peninsula. One is devastated with cracked red soil; the other is sunny and full of lush greenery.

A gentle breeze blew gently, and the sky was extremely blue, appearing deep and distant.

In the northwest corner of Nagrand, there is a large hilly area where an orc tribe lives.

Looking at the village from a distance, I could see several orc clan flags fluttering in the wind.

There are members of the Frostwolf Clan, the Warsong Clan, the Blackrock Clan, and the Shadowmoon Clan!

At the front of the tribe, there is a long and narrow path leading to the village. The path is surrounded by overgrown weeds and lush trees. The scenery is very charming!

In the middle of the trail, several orc children were playing and having fun, and the atmosphere was quite lively!

Behind them, a nearly two-meter-tall, strong brown orc was leaning against a tree trunk, looking at them quietly.

"Alas... I don't know when I can see my father again!"

The young brown orc sighed, longing for the orc warriors who could conquer other worlds!

He also wants to go to another world to prove his bravery!

Because I was too young, my father forced me to stay and take care of the elderly, the weak and the sick in the tribe!

After all, there are many hostile races against the orcs in the world of Draenor!

We also need to leave some young and strong orcs to watch over them! Just in case something unexpected happens!

And Garrosh Hellscream is one of them!

Suddenly, Garrosh seemed to sense something and looked up at the grassland outside the village.

He found a group of people walking towards him, so he quickly picked up the battle axe beside him and scolded the orc children.

"Leave here and go back to the village. It's not safe here!"

When the orc children heard this, they immediately dropped the toys in their hands and left the place like a flash!

Garrosh was left alone and quietly standing in front of the village.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and observed carefully!

"The leader should be an orc with green skin, but he is leaning on a cane, but behind him...

Garrosh had never seen a race dressed like that!

Moreover, they are all a head taller than the orc in the lead, and the armor they wear is also very exquisite, but orcs can't make such armor! Only the Draenei have such craftsmanship!"

The group of people were getting closer and closer to him.

He also saw clearly the face of the leading orc.

"Gul'dan!"

"Didn't he lead the Horde army to fight in another world? Why did he return to Draenor???"

"Did the tribe fail? Are those unknown races wearing exquisite armor a force from another world?"

Thinking of this, Garrosh gripped the battle axe tightly in his hand.

Be ready for whatever comes next!

"Stop, this is the War Song...tribe territory, who are you?"

"Don't be nervous, young Hellscream, I am Gul'dan, from the Night Elf Empire!" Gul'dan slowly came to a place ten meters away from Garrosh!

"Gul'dan, I know you, but why do you say you are from the Night Elf Empire? Aren't you a Horde orc?" Garrosh asked.

Gul'dan laughed loudly when he heard this.

"Hahaha... Young Hellscream, you don't understand this now. Becoming a member of the Dark Night Empire is the most glorious and correct decision of my life!"

“As the saying goes, a wise bird chooses the right tree to inhabit, and a man who knows how to do things is a hero!”

"What do you mean?" Garrosh tilted his head and looked at Gul'dan in confusion, totally not understanding what he meant!

"Haha... when you have the opportunity to join the Dark Night Empire, you will understand!" Gul'dan seemed to be in a good mood and talked a lot with Garrosh!

If he had followed his previous mentality, he would have beaten Garrosh into a cripple long ago!

"Now, please move aside, little Hellscream. I have something to ask my teacher, Ner'zhul."

"No!" Garrosh held the great axe and stood in front of Gul'dan, staring at the team in front of him! "Ner'zhul? What are you looking for that sinner for?"

"Sinner?" There was some confusion between Gul'dan's brows.

"Some time ago, Ner'zhul went to the Ancestral Spirit to confess and told the truth. The Ancestral Spirit asked him to repent for the rest of his life in the valley!"

"The truth? What truth?" Gul'dan's heart tightened instantly!

Although he now belongs to the Dark Night Empire, he is still an orc!

His flowing blood has been maintaining his last bit of orc dignity! If he fails, Gul'dan will be spurned and hunted down by all orcs!

"I don't know. The Ancestral Spirits did not tell the other orcs. Only Ner'zhul entered the ancestral land. When he came out, all his shamanic powers were taken away by the Ancestral Spirits!" Garrosh shook his head, but looked at the nervous Gul'dan with strange eyes!

The latter seemed to sense Garrosh's suspicious gaze, and immediately restrained his expression and coughed lightly.

"Ahem... um! I really have something to discuss with Ner'zhul. Please notify the elders of the village for me!"

"Okay, I'll go ask, you stay here and don't move!"

Garrosh felt that Gul'dan was once a high-ranking member of the Horde and would not have any bad intentions towards them!

So he decided to go and see the village elders.

But Gul'dan will not wait here foolishly. The young Hellscream is still too immature!

Seeing Garrosh walking away,

A night elf warrior behind Gul'dan spoke up and reminded: "Orc warlock, the mission of His Majesty the Emperor is more important!"

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Gul'dan stretched out his right hand and quickly drew a magic circle in the air. Green magic power then began to surge and spread out in all directions.

In a few seconds, a portal slowly rose from the magic circle!

Gul'dan then stepped in!

The night elf behind him seemed to understand the effect of this spell and waved to the other night elf soldiers.

Everyone quickly formed a circular human wall to surround the portal.

At the same time, in a dilapidated thatched hut deep in the valley, Ner'zhul was sitting quietly on the ground with his eyes closed and a trace of sadness between his brows.

Suddenly... a wave of magic appeared in the box under the table in the corner.

A blinding evil light suddenly appeared, shattering the wooden box directly, and a space portal appeared in the hut!

Ner'zhul watched this scene in horror...

Then I remembered something!

He quickly got up, picked up his shaman's staff, and stared at the portal!

The next second, a familiar figure walked out!

"Gul'dan!" Ner'zhul's pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes turned red, and he roared at the figure angrily.

"Hehe... hello, my teacher Ner'zhul! Long time no see!"