Gain the power of Saitama at the beginning of the game

Stranglethorn Vale, Booty Bay,

Orgrim and Grom, who had almost recovered, sat on the wooden planks of the dock.

The animal skins of the two people were rustling in the salty sea breeze from the Endless Sea...

"Captain, do you want to continue the attack?"

Orgrim was silent for a moment, then he said,

"According to the news from the Burning Blade Clan, humans have gathered in Arathi Highlands, numbering about two million. This is a terrifying number, and they have discovered that elves have also joined them, numbering about 50,000!

However, based on their intelligence and the information provided by the human traitors, those elves are called high elves!"

"High elves? Aren't they also elves?" Grom asked doubtfully.

Orgrim shook his head.

"The High Elves are the exiles of the Night Elf Empire. You can also say that they are the eliminated of the Night Elf Empire!"

"Haha, what's there to be afraid of? Aren't they just elves? I don't think we orcs should be so afraid of the so-called night elves. We have never formally fought with them. We only know their mysteries from humans. Orcs are the bravest!"

Orgrim listened to Grom's words with a frown. It seemed that what he said made sense, but he didn't want to face the mysterious kingdom of the night elves from the bottom of his heart!

The words the assassin said to him that day kept lingering in his ears.

"Orgrim, you are the chieftain of the tribe!"

Suppressing his thoughts, Orgrim smiled.

"Haha...Grom, I know that we orcs are the bravest, but we cannot expand blindly, and we cannot ignore the side effects of fel energy!"

"What are the side effects of fel energy?" Grom was very puzzled...

Ever since he drank the devil's blood, he felt that his strength had increased dramatically, and he could kill anyone with one blow. If he hadn't been careless last time, he would have definitely chopped off the head of that human commander!

What a pity, Redridge Mountains has been taken by Durotan!

Grom also admires Durotan very much. He is wise and resourceful, and most importantly, he is powerful!

"Fel energy can grant people great power, but it can also corrupt you! Grom, you are already strong, and the demon's blood has only a very limited effect on you. Take back your power!" Orgrim looked at Grom with burning eyes and a very serious expression.

A few seconds later, Grom's hoarse and deep voice sounded,

"Why? Orgrim!"

"You are my brother, Grom Hellscream!"

Grom's expression was startled, and something seemed to have entered his eyes, causing him to blink continuously.

Grom turned his head aside and spoke again.

"Don't worry...I will! My brother!"

Grom knew very well what fel energy meant to him. From the moment he drank the demon's blood, his glory was gone. He usually shouted slogans just to numb himself!

Looking at the waves rolling up in the distance and the surging tide, Grom's heart was unusually calm!

"I wonder what happened to that brat?"

……

At this time, a heavy sound of footsteps sounded behind the two of them.

They both sniffed their noses at the same time.

A smell of wolf.

After they exchanged a smile, Orgrim turned around and began to speak:

"Durotan, what brings you here?"

Durotan walked to Grom's side and sat down. Immediately, the wooden boards on the dock began to creak violently!

It seems to be shaking a little...

"Can you please sit down a little more gently, Durotan? I can't swim!" Grom punched Durotan on the shoulder and said jokingly.

"Ha... You can't swim? I might believe that from other orc clan chieftains!"

However, seeing the wooden stick tied to Grom's right leg, it seems that what he said makes some sense?

"Hey, how are you, can you still fight?"

"What you said, give me a month and I will still be the same Hellscream!"

"Haha... that's right, you are the tribe's number one warrior!"

The three of them laughed.

"Hahaha……"

The sound of waves crashing against the shore drowned out the laughter of the three men.

Orgrim is actually quite satisfied with the current situation.

The six lands of Westfall, Elwynn Forest, Duskwood, Swamp of Sorrows, Redridge Mountains, and Stranglethorn Vale are enough for the orc clans to live in!

But the tribes are not truly united. Even though they have occupied a human kingdom, in the minds of all of them,

Humans are weak and should not just occupy these lands, and Orgrim thought so before!

But the fire in Stormwind City made him change his mind!

Humans are a cunning and cunning race!

The complete annihilation of the Bleeding Hollow Clan and the Shattered Hand Clan made Orgrim both shocked and a little happy!

Although he hated his reaction to the news, he still laughed a few times when no one was around!

Now he is not just an orc, but the chieftain of all orcs, not a puppet like Blackhand!

But to completely control the entire tribe!

Orgrim stood up.

"I'm going to check out the map first, you guys come over later, we'll need you for the next operation!"

As if remembering something, Orgrim continued, "Oh, by the way, call everyone else over, especially Gul'dan!!"

As soon as the words fell, a fiery red figure suddenly appeared in front of the three people.

Orgrim frowned slightly.

"Lantreso, can you walk properly..."

"Um... Chief, Wind Step is faster. Hehe, I have completed the task you assigned to me. Here is the map!"

After saying that, Lantresor took out a scroll of animal skin from his arms and handed it to Orgrim.

"Well done, come on, you come too..."

"it is good!"

……

An hour later, all the main figures of the tribe arrived at Treasure Bay.

Orgrim looked at the orcs around him, knocked on the table and said with a smile,

"This thing is pretty good. We should adapt to the local customs. We did look like bumpkins in the past. Grom, stop talking. We have to face up to some things!"

Orgrim interrupted Grom who was about to speak. He knew that this guy would definitely say something to refute him, and he would use the theory that orcs would never be slaves...

Grom curled his lips and shut them obediently...

"These are all off-topic. Now, let me talk about the future strategic tasks.

First, all the orcs, old, weak, women and children, were arranged to live in Elwynn Forest and the West Wilderness.

Second, Elwynn Forest and the Western Wilds have relatively rich mineral resources, so let the goblins be responsible for mining and smelting.

Third, we need to build a good defense between Red Ridge Mountain and Scorching Canyon, and repair the arrow towers left by humans.

Fourth, we must revive the shamanic teachings. There must be elemental spirits on this planet. The number of warlocks must be controlled. It cannot be too many or too few. This task is for you, Gul'dan!" Orgrim said, staring at him intently!

Gul'dan frowned slightly, but when he thought of his purpose, he lowered his head and spoke in a hoarse and low voice.

"As you wish, Great Chief!"