"I really drank too much." Recalling his arrogance in front of Grommash, Nergo held his forehead and was speechless.

Did he inherit the amount of wine he poured from a bottle in his previous life?

Nergo sat on the bed and looked straight ahead.

Don't get me wrong, he didn't see anything, and he wasn't thinking about anything. He was just in a daze.

Until the wolf cavalry arranged by the chief came to find him, preparing to escort Nergo all the way to the Throne of the Elements.

About half a day passed.

"Be quiet later, boys. The place we are going to is the Throne of the Elements, which is the Holy Land!" the leading wolf cavalry shouted, "Don't disturb the gods."

As he spoke, he deliberately lowered his voice by two levels.

"Ha!" the orc behind him laughed, "I heard that the disturbed gods will punish us?"

"At least I know the shamans do."

"How far ahead?" the leading orc shouted.

"We're almost there, I seem to have felt the breath of the gods." An orc with a better look replied.

"Hey, little shaman, do you have any unique knowledge about the Holy Land?" a wolf cavalry asked Nergo.

Many orcs, like him, only have a partial understanding of this holy land. For example, it is a sacred place for shamans, and all apprentices who are qualified to become shamans will comprehend the elemental spirits there through meditation until they become true shamans.

"Do you know why the Throne of the Elements is called the Holy Land?"

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The wolf cavalry either looked at each other or pondered, and all gave their answers.

Some say it should be like the sacred mountain Oshugu, where the spirits of ancestors are watching them.

Some say that the orcs can gain wisdom and peace there, otherwise there is no way to explain why the shamans are much smarter than them.

Others just don’t know anything at all, and they perfectly implement the idea that I will follow whatever others say.

But in the end, they all looked at Nergo and wanted to get an accurate answer.

"No, no, no." Nergo waved his hand and began to tell the history of this holy land.

"That is a very early history, and it goes back to seven hundred or even almost eight hundred years ago. At that time, we orcs had just come up with the concept of a clan, and each orc family spontaneously formed a clan. "

Speaking of this, Nelgo paused, "The Shadowmoon Clan, Dragonmaw Clan, Blackstone Clan, Laughing Skull, Thunder Blade and other large and small clans were all established at that time."

"What about our clan?" An orc was obviously very interested in the deeds of his ancestors.

"Like them, the difference is that we chose to come to Nagrand, but that's not the point." Nergo curled his lips when he said this, "The point is the Shadowmoon clan. Their clan gave birth to the first shaman."

"How come I heard that our clan is the first clan to have a shaman?"

Several orcs exchanged ideas, but found that the other party had the same understanding as themselves, that is, the origin of all shamans was born from the Warsong clan.

After all, the two holy places of the orcs are in Nagrand. Are you telling me that the first shaman has nothing to do with us?

This is why Nelgo curled his lips. The lack of early history of the orcs made most clans believe that the legendary "first shaman" was a member of their own clan.

"If you ask the Burning Blade Clan, they will also say that the Burning Blade Clan was the first clan to give birth to a shaman, although they may not even have a few shamans."

"Okay, then go on."

Although he had objections to some aspects, after all, he was a shaman, or was about to become a shaman, and the orcs always respected shamans very much.

Not to mention that the stories he told could easily arouse the interest of the Wolf Cavalry.

"The spellcasters of the Shadowmoon clan tried to follow the footsteps of the gods. They wandered around our world, but found nothing."

"I'll find out later. Did they come to Nagrand?"

Nergo was a little surprised. Have you learned how to answer quickly?

But he still nodded, "Yes, the Shadow Moon clan saw the Wrath of the Elements in the mountains northwest of Nagrand, and received their favor. The gods gave them knowledge."

"Is this the origin of the Throne of Elements and the Shaman?" A wolf rider wanted to continue asking, but Nergo didn't want to say more.

As early as when the group was still listening to General Nergo's story, the Breeze Spirit had already allowed Nergo to "see" the peaceful lake at the Throne of Elements.

Sure enough, after a while, their team arrived at the Throne of Elements.

On the mountainside near the Throne of Elements, there is a small residential area. This is where the shamans and pilgrims who guard the Throne of Elements live. It is also the destination of Nergo and his party.

As soon as we arrived, a shaman apprentice came up to us.

"Outsiders, Elder Garlock is waiting for you inside."

The wolf cavalry from the Warsong clan was a little unbelievable, "The shaman knows we are coming?"

The apprentice lowered his head, his burqa covering most of his face. "The wind told us everything."

The wolf cavalry immediately put on a pious look, "Please take us to see the shaman. I have urgent news from Chief Hellscream."

The apprentice has long been accustomed to people wanting to see the shaman. He skillfully followed every step of the visitor's request to see the shaman, "The guardian of the shaman is in that wooden house. Please come with me."

At the foot of the Throne of Elements, these orc cavalry did not dare to show any arrogance.

Not only because this is the holy land of shamans and the origin of shaman culture.

Also because of Nergo's story just now, this is the place where the gods who care for them live. How can anyone dare to be disrespectful here.

So, right now, in Garok Shaman's cabin, he respectfully read Chief Hellscream's secret message to the shaman.

To Garok, great and responsible shaman guardian, Chief Hellscream greets you. The gods gave our clan a child, the Nergo I told you about before.

He was born with the blessing of the elements, and even had the power to control thunder and lightning before receiving the teachings of the Throne of Elements.

I hope this child can learn to become a true shaman at the Throne of the Elements...

Garok listened to the messenger's words, stretched out his hand, and waved at several cavalrymen of the Warsong clan, and suddenly a breeze blew away the dust from their bodies.

The cavalry, which originally looked a little tired, became much more energetic.

Garrok looked at the leading messenger, "Tell Chief Hellscream that I will teach this child well."

"Okay." The Warsong orcs saluted, and then returned the same way.

After sending away the wolf cavalry, a kind smile appeared on Garlock's old face. Although he was an orc, this smile was only kind, "I have heard of you, Nergo, Chief Hellscream and I talked to him a long time ago. I told you something about you."

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