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Chapter 156 Choose your way of death, scumbags!

Orc Prairie, Holy Mountain Oshu'gun.

This is a mountain with a height of only 2000 meters. Its sacredness does not come from itself, but from the orcs buried here and their pilgrimage-like hearts.

There are still 19 clans gathered here, the difference is that the Shadowmoon clan has been replaced by the Black Iron clan.

They did not choose to be at the foot of the holy mountain this time, but came to the mountainside of the holy mountain.

The reason is very simple. According to tradition, force cannot be used here.

In the hearts of most chiefs, Hellscream is a simple-minded idiot, but what cannot be denied is his amazing strength.

It seems that only in this way can they feel that they are not so useless.

They knew clearly that they and the others were no match for Hellscream, even adding those orc warriors would be useless, so they were all left at the foot of the mountain.

But the chiefs had to do this. If a person didn't even dare to go to the alliance, how could he get the position of great chief and convince many clans.

You know, within their clan, there are many young orcs who want Hellscream to be the warchief, just because of his surname and strength.

Just like they overthrew the Gorian Empire back then, they were made to worship and superstitious this surname.

The only difference is that this surname is not inherited by blood, but based on force.

With the arrival of Chief Frostwolf, everyone was basically present, except for the person they were most afraid of.

The farthest Frostwolf chiefs have arrived, how could Hellscream not have arrived, which made most of the chiefs present look livid.

Hellscream did this on purpose, and the purpose was to suppress the arrogance of other chiefs.

They didn't call it when they discussed forming a tribe last time, Chief Shadowmoon had already told him this, how could the proud Hellscream bear it.

In its view, if it weren't for the overall situation of the orcs, there would be no 20 big clans among the orcs today, and it was so confident in its own force.

Scary confidence.

Hellscream slowly came to the foot of the holy mountain, glanced at the clan warriors around him, nodded to them, and then turned his head and said.

"Since everyone left the clan warriors here, you should stay here too. I'll just go up by myself."

Most of the remaining orcs had never seen Hellscream, and the first time they saw them, they found that Hellscream was not as unruly and arrogant as their chieftains said.

Just because it nodded to all the beasts present, this move alone made them feel excited, which is the affirmation from the highest force of the orcs.

They just put their adoring eyes on Hellscream until they could no longer see its figure, and then turned around and talked a lot.

It's just that they themselves know very little, and no one can convince anyone when talking about it, and a melee almost broke out.

It attracted the attention of the black iron orcs, and they remembered that there was a better 'witness' in front of them.

Taking advantage of the absence of the chief, they simply surrounded him, ready to ask to see whose statement was the most reliable.

Facing their approaching, the black iron orcs quickly became vigilant, and took out their weapons to issue a warning, "Stop your provocative behavior, or we will fight back."

Now, the orcs of these clans are going to punish the Muggles. In their view, the behavior of the Black Iron clan is called provocation, and they suddenly feel a little angry.

As the confrontation continued, it was the idol's gossip that eventually overwhelmed their own anger, and they dropped their weapons and came to the Dark Iron Orcs.

Licking his face, he began to inquire about Hellscream's deeds, and the Black Iron Orc heaved a sigh of relief, and also put down the weapon in his hand.

Because they had long been instructed by Chief Shadowmoon to win over these clan warriors, and because the orcs worshiped the strong by nature, they had quite a say in their respective clans.

And Chief Shadowmoon also told them an astonishing guess, that is, if the alliance process does not go well, Hellscream will definitely choose to kill.

Only by attracting these clan warriors can they control other clans with the fastest speed and the least cost.

They were convinced after hearing it.And began to use the words given to them by Chief Shadowmoon to trick these idiots.

Yes, most of the orcs think that everyone else is stupid except themselves.

Is this their traditional art, or ancestral handicraft?

"Hellscream, you're late."

The chief of the Blackstone Clan said with an unfriendly expression that as the Blackstone Clan split from the Black Iron Clan, there has always been a gap between them.

Hellscream didn't answer, but directly came to Chief Blackstone with its blood roar on his back, and said condescendingly.

"Blackhand, do you have some misunderstanding about your own strength, or do you mean that you have united with the chiefs present and are planning to siege me together?"

After speaking, he looked around at the chiefs present, and the provocation was very obvious.

Hellscream's rampant attitude and arrogant words instantly detonated the entire audience.

It doesn't care about the feelings of the chiefs, and interprets the word arrogance to the extreme.

Except for a very few chiefs who looked indifferent and didn't seem to feel insulted, most of them had green faces, obviously very angry.

Chief Blackstone, who was the first to bear the brunt, felt even more embarrassed. The muscles on his body shook rapidly, and he looked at Hellscream with a ferocious expression, as if he was about to explode in the next moment.

But reason told it that this was an act of courting death, and in the end it still lowered its head, and firmly suppressed the abnormal movement of its body.

Seeing that there were no changes in the crowd, Hellscream let out a cold snort and found a place to sit cross-legged.

Everyone had already suppressed their temper, but this snort directly ignited the nerves of the chief violently.

It directly occupied it, and walked towards Hellscream, but the anger in its heart became smaller as it walked, and it regretted faintly in its heart.

But still bit the bullet and looked at Hellscream and said: "This is the holy mountain Oshu'gu, do you still plan to use force here?"

Everyone who had been waiting for a long time finally heard this sentence, and everyone burst into laughter instantly.

That person was Kargath of the Shattered Hand clan. Hellscream glanced at it, then turned his gaze back, and slowly untied Gorehowl from his back before speaking.

"So what if this is a holy mountain, the orcs are already facing the danger of genocide, do you think I still have time to talk to you hypocrites and snakes?
Or do you think the orcs still have time for you to gossip with each other?Then broke up unhappy, continued for the third, fourth, and even countless alliances?
Before I came, I had already made preparations, if I can't choose the candidate for the great chief today and form a tribe.

Those present, one of them will do the math, and all of them will be buried here to be with our ancestors! "

After saying that, he stuck Gorehowl on the ground, sat down directly, and looked straight at Chief Shattered Hand who was still standing in front of him.

"Since Chief Black Iron intends to have a meeting, let's sit down and have a good talk."

Just as Chief Shattered Hand couldn't get up and down, Chief Burning Blade spoke, and Chief Shattered Hand went down the steps and returned to his position.

Seeing everyone sitting down again, Chief Burning Blade continued, "Then let's draw up a charter first. I agree with Chief Black Iron's words. We must make a decision today."

No one dared to yell at Hellscream, but it was different when facing Chief Burning Blade. Chief Blackstone jumped out again, "Nilru, what benefits have you gained from Chief Black Iron? Help him speak up everywhere."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a huge sound breaking through the air. Fortunately, Chief Blackstone looked at Hellscream with the corner of his eye when he spoke.

Facing the flying Gore Howl, it took out the two-handed warhammer in its hand to block, and the moment the weapons of the two sides came into contact, there was a crisp explosion.

Feeling the huge force coming from the hammer, Chief Blackstone flew backwards and fell to the ground in a panic.

At this time, Hellscream walked towards this side and said: "If you have a good suggestion, just mention it, and the nonsense will be avoided. Our time is tight."

Chief Blackstone watched Hellscream approaching, and subconsciously crawled back with hands and feet, but Hellscream didn't look at it, just picked up the weapon and returned to his seat.

Seeing this exaggerated scene, the eyelids of the surrounding chiefs jumped, and they regretted choosing the holy mountain as the venue for the alliance. At this time, they had obviously become fish and meat, allowing Hellscream to slaughter them.

After a while, Chief Black Iron pretended to recover, stood up again, held the hammer in one hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the other, and sat down again without saying a word.

"Since everyone has no good solution, I propose to vote."

Frostwolf chief Drek'Thar looked at the crowd after speaking, waiting for their plans.

When Drek'Thar said to vote, Hellscream cast his fierce eyes on it. In its view, this method was to prevent him from being elected as the chief.

Because Chief Shadowmoon told it that if it votes, as the first person, no matter how many votes it gets, others will inevitably choose another candidate in order to stop it.

It's just that Drek'Thar turned a blind eye to Hellscream's gaze, and continued to say the following words, "Each clan has one vote, carved on a stone, thrown in the middle, and finally counted."

Only then did Hellscream look away.

This method obviously does not have the worry of Chief Shadow Moon, although the process is the same, and it is confident that it will win.

Because it still holds a vote of the Shadowmoon clan, and other chiefs will inevitably engrave their names directly for their own desires.

And it believes that there must be chiefs among them who choose to vote for it, such as the Frostwolf chief Drek'Thar who put forward this opinion.

As Hellscream was the first to agree, the other chiefs had no choice but to agree one after another when they saw this, and began to wink at those who had been in series before.

All of this falls into the eyes of Hellscream, but it doesn't care, if the result is beyond its expectation, it will definitely raise the butcher knife in its hand.

In its view, these people who only care about their own interests are not suitable to be chiefs.

Orcs are supposed to be led by the Hellscream surname, and if it doesn't have one, it doesn't mind respecting someone else as chieftain.

But it's a pity that it has this surname, so it can't let this surname be discredited and become the first Hellscream under the leadership of other orcs.

As time passed, everyone quickly engraved the name of the clan on the stones in their hands, and threw them in the middle one after another.

Hellscream threw two stones, because the speed was too fast and no one saw it. Only Chief Frostwolf, who threw it in early, saw it and smiled at Hellscream.

"As the proposer, let me reveal the answer."

Chief Frostwolf was about to step forward after speaking, but was quickly stopped by others, who suggested that everyone watch it together, for the sake of fairness.

Hellscream didn't step forward, but took out the flint and polished Gorehowl's ax blade, as if reminding them not to do stupid things.

The results were quickly counted, and the Black Iron clan was far ahead with 7 votes, which was far beyond their expectations.

It also made them feel unbelievable, dare to shoot on the holy mountain, how could such a ferocious Hellscream get so many votes.

They shouted loudly and claimed that someone was threatened by Hellscream.

Soon a careful person found an extra stone.

There are only 19 clans here, but they have a total of 20 stones. This discovery made them extremely excited, "This is a tragedy. Someone was threatened, and someone cheated.

This result must be invalidated, and I will not agree with this result. "

Following Chief Blackstone's words, everyone agreed and turned their attention to Hellscream, hoping that it could give an explanation.

This may be their last chance, and they don't want to give up. If they were afraid before, now they are fearless.

As long as Hellscream becomes the great chief, these people who oppose him will certainly not be let go. They will be regarded as threats and be eliminated one by one.

To die in all sorts of gutters, and die in disgrace, like Hellscream did to the old Warchief of the Dark Iron clan.

Just as Hellscream would not acknowledge the consequences of being Warchief, so it would also explode and kill everyone present.

This result also exceeded Hellscream's expectations, that is to say, in addition to the two votes in its hands, five clans chose to support it.

This makes it feel like everything it has done is not in vain, at least someone else sees it and supports it in action.

It is in a very good mood now, and even explained, "The extra vote belongs to the Shadowmoon clan, Cross has authorized it to me, is there any problem?

Even without that vote, I am the winner, so why do you have any doubts about this? "

Although the facts are indeed as Hellscream said, everyone did not accept this result, and they still kept talking about shady scenes, conspiracy and the like.

And they took out their weapons one after another, faintly surrounding Hellscream.

Hellscream stood up, holding Gorehowl in one hand, pointing at the crowd with the other, and smiled contemptuously, "I already knew that force would be used today, and I have already polished the weapon.

So, choose your way of death, scumbags! "

　The next few days are all about the orcs.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)