World of Warcraft: When Alliance and Horde Characters Swap Roles

After shopping, the two of them walked towards the trial arena, a landmark building in the village.

In this world, the poor have fun, and the rich have fun.

In a sense, this arena is one of the few entertainment projects in the world that is loved by both rich and poor.

It only costs a little bit of gold to see a group of people fighting life and death inside. It's not a good deal.

As for the rules, they are simple.

One-on-one, group fights, whatever you want is fine, and you can even bring your own captive beasts with you.

What matters is an unfair battle. As long as it satisfies the nobles, you can do whatever you want.

Arriving at the arena, the core of this village, the two ogres guarding the gate looked at the approaching figures of Nergo and Tazzag and whispered: "Another orc?"

"Huh?" An ogre scratched his head and made a sound of unknown meaning, "It seems that the orc killer is going to steal the show again."

"I am also an orc killer." The ogre pointed at Nergo and said, "I can crush such a big orc with one stick."

Although it was a whisper, with the loud voice of the ogre, it was almost the same as whispering into Nergo's ear.

Nergo clenched his fists and strode forward with a ferocious smile on his face, "Where can I sign up for the competition?"

"Playing a game? I thought you wanted to see the orcs being beaten." The ogre was a little regretful, "There happened to be an orc killer game today, but it's a pity that you missed it."

"There is nothing to miss." Nergopi looked at him with a smile, "It is said that there is an Ogre Killer competition today."

"Ogre Killer!" He exclaimed and asked his companion stupidly, "With such a powerful name, which gladiator is he?"

"You stupid ogre!" he said. "He's talking about himself."

"Aren't you also an ogre?" Tazzag couldn't help but say. In his opinion, each of these ogres was dumber than the last, and none of them looked like smart people.

"Go and sign up with little Guzuk." He pointed in a direction and started thinking.

He is also an ogre, so is it reasonable to call him a stupid ogre? What should I say next time if it’s unreasonable? They are all monsters. If they don't talk about it, they don't have to think so much.

"Nasty little orc." These were the last words Nelgo heard him say.

Following the direction pointed by the ogre, Nergo walked all the way and looked at a short ogre with one horn, tattoos on his face, and black body. He was naked and had oil flowing from his mouth. He didn't know. What are you eating?

"Are you Guzuk?" Nergo looked at the ogre and recognized him at a glance as the little man they were looking for.

Yes, no wonder some people say that they only gave him the wrong name and not the wrong nickname. This ogre is indeed much shorter than the big men outside. Even compared to him, the orc is a bit unattractive, as if he is a nobody. Like the fully developed ogre embryo, people can't help but wonder where the deformed child came from, or whether the wrong baby was reported to have grown the placenta.

"I'm Guzuk." He raised his head slightly, stepped on a box, puffed out his chest and pushed his big belly forward, and said, "Don't come here if you want to buy tickets."

"We are here to participate in the gladiatorial battle." Tazzag looked at him and said.

"You? You, a little guy like you, also want to participate in the competition?" He muttered, "It seems that the Orc Killer is going to smash a few more orcs today. No, I have to buy him to win later."

He looked at the calm Nergo and the angry Tazzag and nodded with satisfaction. Can such a dwarf win the game? It's time for him to make a small investment today.

Nergo knew that these stupid ogres looked down on him, and he had no intention of making a big fuss. There were ogres all over this place, and it would definitely not be as good as him if they made a fuss here.

But that doesn't mean he has no temper, right? Orc Slayer? I'll kill you later.

He smiled and took out a scroll, "Are you orcs literate? If you don't know, I can teach you. This is the information you have to fill in. Once you fill it in, you can play the game."

He looked left and right to make sure no one was paying attention to his side, and he whispered: "There is an orc killer competition today. You can challenge that guy. If you beat him, you will get generous rewards."

"I will buy you guys to win!" His smile was so hypocritical, anyone could tell if he lied again, or else he would have gone out to stud for the so-called orc killer.

Nergo grabbed the scroll and handed it to Tazzag. He picked up a pen and started writing.

Name: Nergo

Identity: Orc from the Warsong clan

Occupation: Shaman

It was a very simple form, but Nergo always felt that something was missing, so he wrote down a few more big words, title: Ogre Killer.

After handing it back to Guzuk, he looked surprised, "What does this mean?"

"Listen." Nergo approached him and kicked open the good-quality box. "It means that I will kill the orc killer."

His eyes suddenly lit up without any anger, and he screamed: "The powerful shaman from the Warsong clan wants to challenge the proven orc killer! This is a duel between elements and power, let us..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

With a bang, the door was kicked open instantly, and a huge ogre broke in, "Someone wants to challenge me?"

He is so tall that one wonders if he has some one-eyed demon blood.

"Are you that kind of orc killer?" Nergo couldn't help it long ago. He started hearing about Byd's great achievements as soon as he entered the door. If he hadn't been killed today, these ogres would have thought that he had no temper.

"Not bad, just a bit small." He looked at the two orcs up and down, and said disdainfully: "It seems that my pet will be settled for dinner today."

"What a coincidence." Tazage said with a smile, "We just wanted to taste the quality of your pet's meat."

Having said this, he did not forget to ask Nergo, "What do you think this stupid thing's pet will be?"

"I guess it's a wild boar." Nergo didn't even think about it. "Because anyone who is not stupid and like a pig would not have a brain like his."

"I guess he may have assimilated himself as a pig farmer," he said.

"Then who do you think should support whom?"

"I think the pigs should have raised him. After all, he was such a good slave and even when he was about to die, he didn't forget to prepare food for his master!" Nergo's series of taunts had already attracted a large number of spectators.

When he said this, everyone laughed, only the orc killer became anxious.

Because he really raised a pig.