Azeroth’s Death Track

In the arena of the Champions Cup, a heavyweight match is going on.

Today is the last day of 32 to 16. The Black Specters, which broke out of the qualifiers as a dark horse, are fighting against one of the favorites to win this time, the wilderness fighters from Gorgrond.

This is also the former's first team match, while the latter is from Draenor's last ogre tribe that retains its civilized traditions. It is said that it has been in contact with the mysterious Apexis crystal for a long time, and has bred advanced wisdom The strange ogres who called themselves the Ogrila clan were the first members of civilization to surrender when the Darkblade swept across Draenor.

They are very knowledgeable about current affairs, so they have become the representatives of the ogre civilization of the Dark Blade system in the world of Draenor, and they are basically the orthodox officially supported ogre.

These smart ogres live in the fringe mountains of Gorgrond. In addition to understanding the wisdom of the Apexis crystal, they also help Dark Blade domesticate the young Gron. Generally speaking, they are considered Dark Blade members of the system.

The Wilderness Thugs are made up of those rebellious fighting madmen among the ogres sheltered by the Ogrila clan. All members are equipped with heavy armor and hold hideous heavy weapons. They come to the arena to seek the pleasure of wanton smashing ...These ogres are amazingly powerful, plus they have been in contact with the Apexis crystal for a long time, they also have a certain amount of wisdom, know how to cooperate, and there are two ogre shamans who bless them with various spells.

In short, the wilderness fighters are very strong, and they are the favorites to win the championship every time, but because of certain natures of the ogres... Ahem, in short, every time they will be killed in the top 16 or top 8... .

But now, the blood-thirsty battle has reached its most critical moment, and only 11 of the 15 wilderness thugs are left. On the other hand, the 3 black ghosts are still fully equipped, and the battle is heading towards the black. The direction of the ghost develops.

I said, I have hated these ogres since I was born.

Varian's follower, the tyrannical orc gladiator Bro Eddie. Bloodfist is holding a door shield and a one-handed battle ax in the other hand. He wears light armor and doesn't wear a helmet. Wearing a scarlet headband, the blood of hacked ogres spilled over his armor and shield, making this brutal orc even more hideous.

Stupid guys, come on! Come hit me!

The three ogres pinned by him in front of him roared, holding spiked warhammers in both hands, smashing and bombing with astonishing momentum, as soon as this round-headed spiked warhammer touched the body, it would immediately leave a few A bloody hole, but at this time, these ogres can't touch the nimble orcs at all. Even if they barely cooperate, the hammer that falls down will be blocked by the orcs with solid shields.

As an old-school gladiator, Bloodfist is very good at this defensive and counterattack style of play.

But on the other side, his two teammates are playing a very dangerous style of play. Wearing black armor, a black ghost with a helmet is holding a battle sword, running on the ground, and the ogres on both sides are roaring. He wanted to hammer the weapon on him, but it always missed by a hair. This human warrior showed amazing coordination, and his goal was also very clear. He wanted to kill the last ogre team. Two shamans.

With the cooperation mode of these ogres, once the two shamans are killed, the remaining 9 brute force fighters are no threat at all to the three of Black Specter.

Blood fist, contain them!

Amidst waves of exclamations from the audience, the Black Specter shouted backwards while running in the field full of weapons:

Valeera, help Blood Fist!

But there was no response to this call. A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in the beautiful eyes of the high elf female assassin hiding in the shadows. The quarrel between her and Varian was not over yet, and she didn't want to listen to his command now.

This slender, quick-moving female assassin is moving forward in the shadows, holding two green crystal daggers in her hands behind her back, which are standard equipment for the assassins of the Sangunar family. The crystal itself made by this special method is Carrying strong paralyzing toxin and deadly blood toxin, once piercing the skin of a living person, it is enough to paralyze a thunder elephant in a few seconds.

And once the blood toxin comes into contact with the blood, it will immediately corrode towards the internal organs, causing intense pain and making the opponent lose their fighting power.

The combination of the two is enough to make Valeera the most dangerous kind of assassin, not to mention that this girl with a full body has extremely high attainments and talents in the way of assassins.

Valeera!

The black ghost yelled again, but still didn't get a response. The human warrior looked at the shaman protected by five ogre warriors. He gritted his teeth and looked left and right. He couldn't break through in a short time. The death of the shaman meant that the battle would continue to drag on. He didn't care, but under the siege of several ogres, the blood fist probably wouldn't last that long.

The role of this orc in the group is to appear as a defender and an assaulter. Varian couldn't help but think that if the druid Brock Bearskin was still there, the four of them could easily defeat the 15 Head ogre.

Blood fist! Shield!

Seeing that the ogres in front of him had formed a defensive formation, Varian immediately started to run in the opposite direction, rushing towards his teammates, and the orc also realized what Varian was going to do, he roared violently and waved his shield Repelled the ogre in front of him, and then smashed the heavy shield on the ground, like a slanted plate, Varian jumped on the shield with the strength of running, and the orc also smashed the shield at this time. Push up.

The next moment, amidst the shouts of the entire arena, Varian jumped into the air. He looked at the flustered ogre in front of him, adjusted his posture, and activated the high-level combat skill heroic jump. Like a meteor, it slammed into the center of the defensive formation formed by the 7 ogres. At the same time, Valeera, who was hidden in the shadows, seized the time to jump out of the shadows. She jumped on an ogre like a monkey. On the back of the ogre, two daggers pierced the ogre's eyes fiercely.

In the roar of that stupid guy, Valeera curled up again and jumped towards another ogre. This time, two daggers crossed and pierced the big guy's heart from behind. In just 3 seconds, The two threats were eliminated, and the moment Valeera killed the second ogre, she jumped into the shadows again, waiting for the next opportunity.

And at this moment, the two shaman priests quickly gathered elemental power, and a powerful and brutal elemental storm began to gather in the sky. The ogre tried to stop Varian who fell from the sky in this way, but the latter The falling posture was too crazy, that layer of elemental storm couldn't stop Varian's surprise attack at all, and his brutal posture like a meteor landing also caused bricks and stones to splash around.

At the moment of landing, Varian took advantage of the situation and sent a war trampling, repelling the surrounding ogres. He waved the gray sword in his hand, and at the moment of wrong step, the two heads of a two-headed ogre shaman flew up in the blood, but the remaining ogre shaman not only did not Backing away, he roared and crushed a mass of blood-red light.

That halo-like halo descended on the bodies of the remaining 10 ogres, making their huge bodies even bigger, their muscles more stretched, and their appearance even wilder.

Bloodlust...Damn it!

Varian was surrounded by the rushing ogres, and it took time to rush over, but the remaining shaman had already begun to chant more dangerous magic.

Valeera!

Varian cut off the arm of an ogre with a sharp sword, and there was a trace of anger in his voice. The high elves in the shadows felt Varian's anger, and she pursed her lips, feeling aggrieved She clenched her weapon tightly, and the next moment, the shadow step was activated, and Valeera's slender body appeared behind the last ogre shaman. Amidst her coquettish shout, the emerald green dagger pierced viciously from the top of her head. Inside the skull of an ogre shaman.

The tall monster crashed to the ground, losing his support, the bloodthirsty spells on the ogre warriors also became weaker, and the remaining ogres lost their magical support. Fight back, they don't see any hope at all...

Five minutes later, the last ogre was thrown open by the blood fist's battle axe, which represented that the black ghost had successfully entered the top 16.

With 3 people fighting against 15 well-trained ogres, they still won the victory. This kind of glorious record made Black Phantom the favorite to win the championship. Unfortunately, the official betting market of Dark Blade has been closed. This makes many people feel a bad prospect.

But most of the audience still did not hesitate to give crazy applause and cheers for this great victory. It is a pity that the Black Phantom is the kind of team that does not interact with the audience very much. They just calmly waved to the audience and then left Back to his preparation room.

Valeera, I want to know why you...

Before Varian finished speaking, the high elf assassin who was following him snorted coldly and disappeared into the air. This made the rude orc feel something strange. He patted Varian on the shoulder, whispered:

Boss, you have a good talk with her first, I'll go relax, the next match is a 25 vs 25 large-scale group battle, I have to talk to the boys, besides, Valeera really likes you ...and you also...

Stop talking, Blood Fist.

Varian shook his hands a little irritably:

Things here are very complicated, alas... Let me find some time to talk to her.

On the other side, Valeera had already left the arena during the shadow walk. She felt pain for Varian's indifference to her. She felt that it was very unfair. She didn't know the story behind Varian, because Varian Ryan never said it, but this morning, she clearly smelled another woman's scent from Varian, which made Valeera even more angry.

She felt worthless for what she had paid, and she even had the urge to leave Draenor now and go to Stranglethorn Vale to find Brock Bearskin who joined the Blightcaller. Before Varian appeared, he was the one she trusted the most. friends, and the middle-aged druid who lost her daughter has always treated her as a daughter.

When people are bored, they always like to do some things to vent. Valeera is holding the wine bottle now, and wants to find a quiet place to drink some wine in the Nagrand Grassland. She knows that she will leave Vale soon. Rian is gone, and she is going to go back to the high elf civilization to fulfill her family's mission. This is her inevitable fate. Before she leaves, she seems to have heard Varian say he likes her...

After all, Valeera is just a high elf who has just grown up, she yearns for love, and this is the power she deserves.

But it's a pity that she fell in love with a man who was destined not to belong to her alone, and this was the beginning of the tragedy...

You...are Valeera?

The moment Valeera drank the first sip of wine, a hoarse female voice suddenly sounded behind Valeera, which made the high elf assassin subconsciously throw away the wine bottle and pull out the dagger from his waist... as a A highly talented assassin, she has never had the experience of being so close to someone without sensing it.

And when she turned around, she saw the uninvited guy... a woman in a white hood, judging by her size, should be a young human woman, but when she looked up, Those blood-red eyes made Valeera instantly vigilant.

Saraine... Although she has never dealt with the famous blood elves of the Dark Blade Legion, she has also heard of Saraine's super power in shadow and blood magic.

But the moment she was about to attack, five other blood maids who came out of the shadows, holding red moon blades and wearing red armor, calmed her down... This was obviously a planned attempt Ambush, and since the other party didn't make a move, it means that there is still something to talk about.

Valeera looked left and right, the cold gazes under the bat helmets of the blood maids made her feel like a pain in her back, she gritted her teeth, put the dagger in her hand back into the scabbard at her waist, and then looked at the white maid in front of her. Hooded woman, she asked:

Who are you! Are you looking for me...what's the matter?

Introduce yourself...

Tiffany Ariane flipped her hood back, revealing her beautiful face and coiled dark golden long hair. Her eyes fell on Valeera's slightly exposed red leather armor. She explain:

My name is Tiffany... Tiffany Ariane Wrynn, Anduin's mother, my son and his sisters, rescued you at the Holy Mountain yesterday.

oh?

Valeera's vigilance eased a little. She knew that she was rescued by several children when her addiction broke out. She hadn't come to remember to thank her, but just when Valeera wanted to say something, Tiffany looked at her calmly, and said again:

Besides, I'm Varian's wife and queen...

Valeera's expression suddenly became very exciting at this moment.

Tiffany shrugged, and waved her white-gloved fingers outward, and the five blood maids disappeared into the shadows without a sound. When only two of them were left, Tiffany lowered her voice:

The purpose of my coming here is very simple. I heard that you want to be my husband's lover?

Can!

If only you could convince me...