The Warrior profession is the one with the longest inheritance among the twelve professions of Azeroth. It is wild and direct, without using any energy. It only relies on Warrior's own strength and will to fight. Only the most powerful and sturdy Warrior can arouse the power to control Anger. That is the beginning of Warrior's self-transformation.
Anger, this is the most intense and destructive of all the emotions of living creatures. Beasts will explode with stronger power than usual because of Anger, and so can Warrior. It is said that the inheritance of this profession can even be traced back to the era when Titans came.
Whether it is Dark Titan Sargeras or Guardians of Pantheon Aggramar, they actually all have the power of Warrior, and the Titan Keeperss taught this noble profession to their Creation. After passing through Curse of Flesh, these Creation also passed on this profession.
In Azeroth, if you don't have magic Talents, you can't become Mage. If you don't have a firm will, you can't become Paladin. If you don't have a smart enough body, you can't become a thief. But as long as you have a Courage heart and as long as you can pick up a weapon, you can become a Warrior!
Therefore, among the twelve professions, the number of Warrior is the largest, but as you go to the upper levels, the number of strong Warrior series is very small. Currently, the strongest Warrior in the world E, most of them belong to Kalimdor, such as Orcs's Saurfang brothers, such as Tauren Chieftains Cairne Bloodhoof, on the human side, it seems that only Admiral Daelin can barely enter the ranks of the top Warrior.
Humans lack Talents, but this does not mean that Warrior's Path is closed to humans. The wild blood originating from the first king of humans, Emperor Arathor, has always been Sleep in human Bloodline, when Varian-Wrynn, the strongest human Warrior known as Ghost Wolf, returns, this inheritance will show its nobility and power.
After all, Emperor Arathor is the one who can face Old Gods's strongest servant and win.
That is already an inhuman realm!
But now, in the land of Northern Frontier, another flame belonging to Warrior is burning brightly. The light of Blade of Wrath in Darion's hand is at least three times stronger, especially after drinking Darion After the wounds on's body left blood, this Artifact, which existed only for fighting, was already buzzing, as if it had a life of its own, and it continued to roar and challenge at the panting Dreadlord on the opposite side.
But Darion did not turn back to fight Balnazzar like Recklessness. The roar and provocation just now were just to delay time, allowing Taelan to leave with Old Mograine. With the power of Lord Rank, it was simply impossible to deal with Balnazzar.
Even if Blade of Wrath could pierce its body, the mere difference in strength determined that Darion could not win at all. This senseless death was not Courage's, so Blade of Wrath, despite his reluctance, still approved Darion's move to escape from the battlefield.
But even escaping is very difficult. Balnazzar obviously did not try his best to pursue him. This cunning Dreadlord is more like playing a game. From time to time, he jumps out from where Darion is hiding, leaving Warrior with a wound that continues to lose blood, and then jumps back into the shadows with a sinister smile.
Obviously, Balnazzar is also afraid of the weapon that can pierce its body, but more of it is just the mentality of finding an interesting toy when it is bored.
Darion was not angry because of Dreadlord's humiliation. He just kept riding on the stolen Death Charger and moved towards Tirisfal region. Old Mograine failed and Ashbringer failed!
Darion also saw the Fortress floating in the distant sky, exuding Death Aura. That thing was definitely not here to have friendly exchanges with Paladin. In the foreseeable future, the war that Northern Frontier has settled down will inevitably be rife again, even worse than the worst time before!
And Renault!
That bastard appeared in Scourge's camp. This matter is far more than what it seems on the surface. If Renault betrayed Scarlet Crusade and Silver Hand...
Darion shuddered, he didn't even dare to think about the terrible consequences of that incident!
Eastweald, that area of Defensive Line that has not been broken through by Undead since the beginning of the war, is very likely... cannot be saved!
If the Undead of Northern Frontier and the remaining Undead of Ghostlands are allowed to merge, I am afraid that even Quel'Thalas will be in danger of destroying the country again!
Renault!
This bastard, everything is because of him!
Darion couldn't help but gnashed his teeth, wishing he could go back to the past now and stab Renault to death with a sword. However, at this moment when he was stunned, Balnazzar's gloomy voice sounded in his ears,
"Ah, little Warrior, losing focus during battle is not a good habit!"
"Bang!"
Darion was caught off guard, and Balnazzar's bone claws left a ferocious scratch on his chest. His whole body was thrown away, and he hit the rocks on the side of the road awkwardly. He felt that most of his body was numb.
Dreadlord confirmed again and again that Darion had lost the ability to move. He Shi Shiran jumped out from the shadows, walked to Darion with elegant steps like a gentleman, stretched out the sharp Claws, and pointed at Warrior's forehead.
The sharp Claws was like a curved knife, pressed against Darion's forehead. Warrior's eyes looked at him without fear. This look made Balnazzar, who thought he had control of everything, very dissatisfied.
He failed to see his favorite fear!
"Idiot! Do you think you can survive?"
Dreadlord took back Claws, he moved Fist, and taunted,
"You and your stupid father are going to die here! Like the humblest reptile being crushed under a foot! You have no future!"
"I heard you have a new owner, Dreadlord!"
Darion gritted his teeth, "Archimonde died in Mount Hyjal, you poor guy is like a frightened mouse, lying at the feet of Arthas again? Disgusting!"
"Bang!"
Dreadlord's Fist hit Darion's abdomen, which made Warrior's whole body feel like it was struck by lightning. Balnazzar's voice echoed in Darion's ears,
"You don't know anything, poor guy! You really think Arthas can inherit everything! Silly! Scourge thought they won, no, no, no, they just buried their own destruction Seeds, you don't know our power at all!"
Balnazzar raised his head, his ugly face was full of disgust, he seemed to have really lost interest in this game, five sharp bone claws opened in front of Darion, Balnazzar's voice became lazy,
"Okay, I'm really fed up. You're worthless, go ahead and die. Maybe I'll be merciful and throw your body back to your hometown, but it depends on my mood. When you die, you'd better scream louder, that will make me feel better!"
"Actually, I have a way to make you feel happier, Demon, do you want to listen to it!"
Another cold voice joined the discussion. Balnazzar and Darion turned their heads at the same time. Twenty or so Death Knight walked out of the dark forest silently. Their leader was a man with a sword. The white-haired humans wearing blood-colored Twin Swords and not wearing Helm can be seen from the blue eyes that are completely different from Undead Scourge. These guys are completely out of control of Lich King.
"Thassarian Captain!"
Darion's voice was full of surprises. He recognized the person in front of him, whether it was when he was alive or after he died. He knew that this was the Death Knight who followed Death Knight Uther. He also got rid of Lich King's control!
The silent Death Knight are all High Lord, and the leader Thassarian has reached the level of Half-Hero. It seems that in order to deal with Arthas, Uther has started some special methods to develop its own power.
A confrontation of this scale was undoubtedly detrimental to Balnazzar. Seeing dozens of Death Grips light up in different places at the same time, Dreadlord screamed in anger, but still transformed into Bat and disappeared in place.
It has not completely surrendered to Undead Scourge, and it cannot fight to the death with these difficult Death Knight for the sake of Kel'Thuzad's orders.
Thassarian put away Twin Swords and walked to Darion. His cold eyes made Darion's heart beat with fear. After a few seconds, this once heroic human soldier spoke.
"We need your help... Master Uther, we are in trouble."
On the other side, Taelan was running hard in Silverpine Forest's Jungle, carrying Old Mograine with only one breath left. He was panting. This young man's Gryphon was Death Knight 10 minutes ago. Dathrohan killed Death and Decay with one blow. He was simply very close to the ground at that time, and that's how he escaped now.
"Hold on! Mograine Uncle! We must hold on! We will be saved soon!"
While Taelan was carrying the old knight on his back, he was using the few remaining Holy Light to save his life. His injuries were too serious, a terrible injury like a sword piercing the heart. Normally Hero would have died a long time ago, but Old Mograine's powerful power maintained his life, but it was only a maintenance. If he did not receive effective treatment, he would die sooner or later.
But Taelan is just a little knight who is less than Lord. In Silverpine Forest, which has become extremely dangerous now, he doesn't even have the strength to protect himself!
What's more, not far behind him, the Undeads are chasing him crazily. They want to catch Mograine at all costs. With the lessons learned from Uther and Dathrohan, who dares to throw such a powerful Paladin to Undead Scourge?
Once Resurrection is caught, it is definitely a Scourge Lord that is more threatening than Uther!
So even though I don't want to, But Taelan is indeed prepared from the bottom of his heart. If things reach an irreversible point, he will personally end his own Uncle's life, and then soak it with concentrated Holy Water. This will at least ensure that Mograine will not be transformed into Undead before Holy Water expires.
Taelan held a shining piece of Owl Pendant tightly in his hand, which was given to him by Darion, who had told him to drip blood on it at the most critical moment, and then find a place to hide, waiting for the support of Argent Dawn's secret power.
It's a pity that in Tirisfal, an area far away from Eastweald, Taelan really doesn't know whether the Argent Dawn branch located in Stratholme can receive the distress signal sent by this pendant.
"Bang."
Silverpine Forest's road was full of potholes and was not easy to walk on. Taelan was in a hurry and tripped on a stone without noticing. He lost his balance and fell to the ground. Old Mograine, who was carried on his back, was thrown out and rolled several times on the dirty and wet ground. The shocking blood dyed the ground red.
"Oops!"
Taelan ignored the dilemma of being beaten and bruised, and ran to Mograine on both hands and feet. He stretched out his hand and gently probed the old knight's neck, and there was still a pulse. Thank God!
But just when Paladin carried the old knight on his back and was about to leave, his body suddenly stiffened.
A tall black figure turned his back to him and stood not far in front. The huge black Longsword indicated his identity.
"Taelan Tirion Fordring... You have lived up to the blood flowing in your body, but... that's it for now!"