45 Gnoll-Exclusive "Siege of Stormwind" Limited-Time Event Rerun-Everyone, Come Attack the City!

Dick has always believed that acquiring and mastering power requires long-term practice and countless fierce battles. Even Arcane Truth requires mages to study the untrodden field in Mage Tower day after day.

He doesn't quite believe that there are individuals in this world who can use their talents to offset their efforts.

Path of Strength tolerates no shortcuts.

But when the fire of anger was ignited in Flame Blade, even Diakum, who was more than 20,000 years old, felt that he might have been a little too arbitrary before.

Geniuses exist in this world!

For example, Medivh, such as the Varian Wrynn in front of you.

This nine-and-a-half-year-old kid really relied on his simple desire to "help" at this time to activate the Warrior inheritance on Blademaster's Blade.

Even if just activating inheritance does not actually gain power, it is enough to prove that Varian Wrynn, who has not yet transferred to "High King", has talent in the way of anger. Those skills and experiences learned and summarized by the Burning Blade Clan Sword Saint Master of all generations have been put into the mind of the little prince in a "spiritual imprint" way.

It gave him a splitting headache, and he was surprised when he looked at the unreal flames burning in his hands.

He has never seen such burning anger in its actual form, at least the legendary Warrior like Lothar seems not to be able to do this.

"The rage of the Way of Wrath is more like a kind of spiritual power. It is a variant of the willpower that Life Force has tempered and polished in unyielding battles. Don't be afraid of it and don't resist it."

Diakum put his hand on Varian's shoulder, and he whispered:

"Remember this feeling of burning anger!

You have a Qidian that is much higher than other Warrior, but it is only a Qidian. Whether you can redeem your amazing talent depends on your progress and self-sharpening in the grinding of destiny, but you have indeed gained strength. From now on, you are a Warrior."

"But I don't have a sword of my own yet"

The little prince felt dizzy.

The world in front of him was superimposed with strange illusions. It seemed that there were many brown-skinned Sword Saint Master holding long swords and carrying Battle Standard on their backs, practicing different martial arts in front of his eyes. He wanted to see clearly, but his weak spirit could not support him to continue learning.

In his dazed sleep, he said:

"I must have a sword to go into battle."

"You will have it. Go to sleep. When you wake up, you will face your battle."

Dick used mental hypnosis to put the little prince into a deep sleep. He picked up the child and handed it to General Tirasalan who came over, and warned:

"You protect him during this period. He will serve as Stormwind Kingdom's special envoy. After I retrieve the artifact, I will take him to Draenor."

"Hmm."

The tall general Draenei nodded, and then he saw Vigilant take out a dark fragment of Naaru Kara and put it into a box, then put it into Varian's hand.

Tila Saran raised his eyebrows and whispered:

"Would it be a big deal if we handed such a dangerous thing to a child?"

"This kid said he needed a sword, so I gave him a "good sword"."

Dick waved his hand and said:

"Take him back. I'm going to consecrate the Warriors. It's a big burden for me to take so many people on the road of Warrior of Light at one time. But don't worry, it's just to guide the holy power. You don't need to use the power of Holy Light."

Tila Saran was relieved and left the cathedral with the little prince in his arms.

Diakum took the holy book and several Priest to the square carrying various materials. Marshal Lothar and King Llane were already waiting there. The number of warriors summoned by them exceeded 600, and they lined up in the square like a military parade.

There were also some mages who had come down from the battlefield to watch. Although the connection between humans and light has exceeded two thousand years, this is the first time such a large-scale high-level consecration ceremony has been held.

It is said that Saint, a foreigner, will consecrate this time, and the mages are indeed very interested in this.

For such a long time, human beings have not derived a career path related to Paladin. This is not because they are not pious enough. Diakum knows very well that this actually has something to do with the "origin" of human beings.

They can become very good Priest, but a profession like Paladin that requires the blessing of Holy Light must rely on certain "holy objects" as nodes for the infusion of holy power.

Unlike Draenei, you only need to pray and decide Holy Light Doctrine to become Garrison Commander.

Time was tight, so there was no ceremonial preaching. Diakum opened his sacred contract and suspended Ashbringer in front of him as a node for the transmission of holy power. At this time, Priest were smearing sacred oil on the forehead of each of the sworn ones.

This is the "secret recipe" shared by Dick.

From Draenei Garrison Commander The sacred objects used by the can temporarily strengthen humans' induction of the holy power of light.

"Holy Light! Please bless the group of "People of Order" in front of you."

He prayed in his heart, then raised his left hand and released the professional characteristics of Sun Herald, letting his holy power enter a burning state.

As Ashbringer buzzed, arcs of light filled with Holy Light Doctrine were released outwards in the form of Holy Halo. At this moment, everyone in the square was enveloped in Solar Blinding Light, and they could clearly feel the warm power touching and embracing them.

Holy Light!

This idealistic power born from the darkest stars Origin has never existed so real, and is more powerful than the spiritual comfort felt by Priests in every prayer and preaching.

Marland can even see Seraphim, who is wrapped in Light Wings, teaching her the skills of slaying demons while praying with her eyes closed, as well as the various virtues of Holy Light.

The principle of this consecration ceremony is actually the inheritance of holy power obtained by those outrageous Ash Knight by touching Ashbringer.

But Diakum personally presided over it and was able to suppress the overly fanatical part of his self-morality.

Although Lothar said that they need fanatical Paladin now, it is difficult to restrain a group of Holy Light Lunatic in this situation. In a long war, faith and reason are indispensable.

"Shape your Holy Light Doctrine!"

Diakum called out in the light:

"Make a vow to Holy Light that you can stick to for the rest of your life! Primal Light will thus give you the sacred power you need, but ring holders must always be wary of the path they take. Once the vow is broken, Holy Light will leave you."

At this moment, he was connected with the spirits of these sworn people, so the next second, Diakum heard the desires in the hearts of these Warrior and their vows.

Defend justice, defend faith, heal suffering, rescue the weak, promote courage, and punish enemy chiefs.

Different vows bring different paths. At this time of war, these warriors are guided to embark on their own Holy Light Path. Diakum also heard the vows of "revenge" shouted by majors such as Duke Bolvar and Windsor. Perhaps the war changed them.

"These humans."

Argus Star Soul's voice sounded in Dick's ears, and with a hint of doubt, He said:

"You just called them "Order People", are they also related to Titan?"

"Their ancestors were the steel Defender left by Titan in this world. They became what they are today under the joint shaping of order and void, which is similar to the process of the birth of Orcs. Therefore, Holy Light has a little scrutinization of them, but now, they all belong to Holy Light."

Dick replied:

"In Azeroth's Force War, Holy Light has always played the role of "lurker" and "bystander", but now, through my guidance, he can also truly enter the scene. The inheritance of Paladin will continue to expand in this world along with the progress of mankind, eventually forming a force to intervene in the future.

Azeroth It's getting more and more lively."

"But my sister wouldn't choose either way!"

Argus said:

"No one can force her to make a choice, not even Diakum, Holy Light!"

"Well, that's exactly what we're here for."

"Bang"

The heavy flail was swung, and the High Elf ranger in front of him was thrown away. The halberd slashed by the latter was very destructive, but was easily dodged by Hogger.

The blessing of power from Black Wolf God gives it brute strength, the footsteps of the wolves make it faster, the whispers of Lycantos allow it to dodge sneak attacks, and the tattoos on its skin make Hogger no longer afraid of the big fireballs and holy flames thrown by humans.

It feels incredibly powerful!

"Roar! Uncle Hogger is eager for a real challenge, the pointy-eared elf is weak! Get out of the way, don't block the road!"

Hogger kicked away the elf who was knocked down by him.

Just like before in Goldshire, it did not bother to take the life of this weakling.

Because Black Wolf God doesn't like it.

The powerful Gnoll warhead kept impacting back and forth on the city wall. It rotated its body and smashed its flail out. The elves dodged with fear on their faces, making it feel happy. Occasionally, when it encountered a few more powerful elves, it would quickly defeat it, making this guy feel like he was in no one's land.

Thanks to the wonderful performance of Hogger, the Gnoll led by it has quickly occupied this section of the city wall, which made Green Skins Warlord in the rear overjoyed. After confirming that Gnoll had a firm foothold, the heavy infantry commanded by the Thunderlord Clan also began to climb Siege Ladder.

These Warriors selected from the Warsong Clan and Blackrock Clan are truly war-crazy!

Once they enter the battlefield, it will be safe to capture the city wall.

"What do you mean a "Legendary Gnoll" appeared on the other side of the edge city wall? Are you kidding?"

At this time, General Lirath, who was supervising the battle on the front city wall, couldn't believe his ears.

Creatures like Gnoll also exist in Quel'Thalas. Ranger General knows how stupid they are. In fact, the recruits of Farstriders need to practice against Gnoll before they can deal with Trolls. But now, even this beast-like thing can have a "legendary"?

Is this world really going to end?

"Mother, how could I joke about something like this?"

Vereesa·Windrunner held two crow-shaped crossbows and kept shooting down Gnoll around him. He reported to his mother:

"Second sister is there to deal with it! But it seems that the Orcss have also boarded the city. Do you want to go over and provide support?"

"I must stay here. There are dragons peeping in the sky. They will appear as soon as I leave."

Ranger General held the two swords and harvested Gnoll's heads as fast as the wind. She turned to the unparalleled armored warrior on the other side of the city wall and shouted:

"Daenerys! Go and help Sylvanas. Let's talk about the legendary Gnoll. I suspect that is the "God Chosen" of Black Wolf God in Gnoll. You know how difficult those Divine Warrior of Loa God are to deal with.

So, if you can, kill it before it fully grows!"

"Okay."

The female warrior holding the Phoenix double blade turned around and threw out the hook lock to lock the sentry towers blocking both sides of the city wall, and ran quickly towards the edge of the city wall.

There is physical anger lingering around her, which means that this slender warrior is also a very talented Warrior.

As the granddaughter of Farodis, she inherited the amazing flexibility and magical physique of Highborne, and has another quarter of the Human King country With Thorbeinn bloodline, as a descendant of "Troll Slayer", her talent and attainments in the way of Warrior can indeed make her look down on Anduin Lothar.

That's her fiancé, but she doesn't admit it!

At least not now.

She quickly rushed to the edge of the city wall and saw young Sylvanas being beaten back by the fierce Gnoll.

The Spirit Wolf Tattoo Gleam under the latter's mane was shining, almost exactly the same as the Divine Warrior under Amani Troll Loa God that she had dealt with before.

"This world is really going to end!"

Daenerys jumped down and Charge hit the crazy Hogger in the air, and cursed:

"Even Gnoll has a legend, so what will I see tomorrow? Legend Murlocs or legend Kobold?"

"Bang"

The savage collision of the armored swordsman knocked Hogger back a few steps, causing Mr. Hogger to let out a wolf roar with full fighting spirit. He grabbed the giant ax in the hand of Orcs who was chopped to death with one hand, and charged towards the pointed ear with a dual-wielding heavy weapon attitude.

"Kiva, sniper Orcs!"

Phoenix The swordsman responded to Hogger's fierce blow while shouting to his niece:

"Don't let them get on the city wall. We don't have many people. We have to hold on until the humans come to change the defense! How come you, a ranger, can't restrain your excessive desire to attack? If you want to fight in close combat, you should use two long knives. You can't even pierce its mane with a small dagger!"

Shiva was helpless after being scolded by his little aunt.

It's not that she doesn't want to use a long sword, her own ranger sword was broken by the overly sharp Gnoll just now, but what her aunt said is right, Windrunner family's power can only be revealed after distance.

The finely crafted ranger captain drew his bow, and Sylvanas, who entered the sniping state, had long hair flying, and three arrows were placed on the bowstring at a time.

When the first strong and sturdy Blackrock Orc roared and jumped onto the city wall, an arrow pierced his skull from his left eye. The guy was so tough that he fell off the city wall without saying a word.

Then the second one, the third one

Windrunner, who had completely let go, showed Orcs what the 6,800-year-old ranger heritage is. Without being able to close the distance, Orcs would be a target as long as he climbed onto the city wall.

Can't escape!

There's no way to avoid it. The elf girl opposite can shoot seven arrows in one second!

Even if you move your hand too fast or slow, there will be residual images. This is of course not a normal power. The blue war pattern on Windrunner's face also exudes the light of magic, but in this life-and-death battlefield, no one cares about it.

It's not that Orcs doesn't have the means to deal with shooters, the real problem is that Hogger, this idiot Gnoll, is crazy about killing.

It has entered a state similar to "Blood Rage frenzy", and it will kill anyone who dares to get close to it. The most damning thing is that this idiot's position is right between the Orcss and the Elf Rangers, and the space on the city wall is so big that there is no place to hide!

After the fourth Orcs who approached rashly was cut down by the frantic Hogger, the Orcss could only bear the attack of Windrunner's arrows and rush over the city wall towards the city.

"We can't let them enter the city!"

Daenerys shouted:

"Where are the mages?"

"Boom"

As soon as he finished speaking, a Flamestrike exploded accurately under the city wall, followed by a bone-chilling Blizzard. This "two layers of ice and fire" swallowed up all the Gnoll, demon wolf and Orcs that rushed over in an instant.

"Hahaha! Who is the strongest! Who is the fiercest?!"

The sharp screams of Millhouse Manastorm were so clear even in the fighting on the city wall. Master Doubi stood on the sentry tower on the inner wall. Having just thrown out the Flamestrike scroll, he made a muscular gesture and shouted loudly:

"Millhouse is the strongest! Millhouse is the fiercest!"

"Be careful when riding your horse!"

Khadgar, who was maintaining Blizzard, shouted as a reminder, but unfortunately it was a step too late. Millhouse was hit by the spear thrown by the hunter of the Thunderlord Clan, and Millhouse screamed and was knocked down, and the elder was dragged away by the miserable scream.

But still being able to scream so loudly is probably just a skin injury.

"Pointy ears! Where are you looking?"

Uncle Hogger's roar made Daenerys step back to block, but the staggered double blades of Phoenix were smashed away by the angry flail in the next second.

Although Warrior was not unable to fight without a weapon, having her weapon knocked down by Gnoll in battle was really humiliating for the proud Daenerys. The shame made her burst into anger, and she finally took out her real "weapon" from the magic pocket.

She lifted out a huge, brutal, and terrifying battle ax with one hand, which was enough to chop off the head of Barbarian Trolls with one axe!

Well, I originally wanted to use the elegant double swords to disguise myself as a "battlefield lady" in front of my fiancé, but since you blind Gnoll broke my disguise, then I don't have to hide it!

Come!

Take a good look at the Barbarian Lord Battleaxe that Ignatius Thorbeinn used two thousand eight hundred years ago in my hand! Come and tell me carefully, what do you want to do with a piece of shit from Gnoll?

"Bang"

The moment the ancient barbarian battle ax was swung, Uncle Hogger's flail exploded in the collision. The sound of the weapon exploding seemed to wake Hogger out of his frenzy.

Even though it was not Trolls, under the eyes of Half Elf Warrior who had completely liberated "Thorbeinn·Barbarian Power" before his eyes, the hair on Hogger's body stood up.

It felt that what it was facing at this time was not a sissy with pointed ears, but a Barbarian Lord who was over three meters tall and had huge muscles. He could strangle himself with his biceps.

"Run!"

Black Wolf God's whisper came quickly and concisely, fully proving Lycantos's pessimistic view of this battle.

Hogger is a very potential Gnoll leader. Its journey has just begun. Black Wolf God also hopes that this guy will conquer all the Gnolls in the world for it in the future, build a big Gnoll Horde, and add a strong family to this Loa.

It must not die here.

"Ho! Enough beatings for today! Pointy ears, leave your name! Uncle Hogger will not kill the nameless ghost with his sword!"

"You want to run away, right?"

Daenerys dragged the giant ax as tall as herself and sneered in the midst of anger:

"If I can make you run away today, I will enter the bridal chamber with that weakling Lothar tonight!"

"Be careful!"

The warning from under the city wall caused Daenerys to roll over and catch Heroic Leap, avoiding the burning Hellfire that came down from above. The meteorite hit the city wall and shook the earth, and Hogger took the opportunity to run out with a whoosh.

But no one cares about it now.

The Warlocks of the Dragonmaw Clan are here, and it's not just the Warlocks who are here.

The wind outside the city wall became colder. As Daenerys watched with wide eyes, she saw ominous knights wearing black armor and riding skeletal horses rushing out of the forest, and following them came a large group of corpses of various races!

"What kind of monster is this?"

The first time she saw this thing, she instinctively felt very uncomfortable.

"Death Knight! A creation of psychic power."

Gleam, Lionheart Executioner Holy Sword holding Holy Light, will hit Hammer of Justice with the power of Hammer of Justice, and will be hit by Daenerys's heavy blow Hellfire was demolished, and the new Paladin Lothar strode up to the city wall and pulled out his holy sword in the hot burning core.

Behind him, Major Windsor, who was carrying a huge sword, was leading the Paladins back to the battlefield.

He looked at the newly manufactured enemies outside the city and whispered:

"Diakum the Saint calls them so, Warlock of Green Skins have introduced the power of death into this world, but it doesn't matter. With or without them, this city will still have to face the war!"

The marshal returned Phoenix Warblade, which he picked up along the way, to his nominal "fiancee".

He looked at the Barbarian Lord Battleaxe in Daenerys's hand that was so ferocious that even a grown man who had spent his entire life in the military was a little shocked, and whispered:

"Thoros Thorbeinn Your Majesty just gave you his family heirloom? He regards the battle ax left by his ancestors as a legal object of the Stromgarde Kingdom."

"Nonsense! He still wants to call me aunt. He has been beaten by me since he was a child. When he grows up, he is useless. He still beats him too little! How dare he continue to beat him without me!"

Daenerys said angrily:

"Besides, today's Trollbane family are all a bunch of trash! My grandnephew Danath is the only one with some talent. I make it clear, Anduin Lothar, I, who have awakened as Power of Ignatius, will not and cannot marry a weak man.

You are, well, still much worse off now."

"Well, to be honest, I thought you were an arrogant young lady before."

Lothar showed a subtle smile under his helmet. He stood with Daenerys holding the holy sword and said:

"But now I think you are quite to my liking. Let's be comrades-in-arms first."

"Okay! Don't hold me back for a while. Don't hold me back!"