Dire Maul the Ring of Law has become more lively recently, especially since yesterday, when the preliminaries of the Gladiator competition ended, the place was almost full of supporters of Team, and there were even official personnel of some forces, such as Black-Clad Assassins of the Assassin's Alliance who came out of nowhere and arrogantly occupied a piece of the northeast corner as a permanent observation point.
There are also some fully armed soldiers. Of course, most of these guys belong to the private soldiers of a certain Great Slave Masters. The discipline may be worse, but Combat Strength is definitely not weak. There is also the power of the big guys from Dark World, such as the Warlock department of Shadow Hold. team, the Rogues of Hillsbrad Foothills, the Dark Iron Guards and Ogre thugs of the Grim Guzzler, and finally a small group of wandering Mage and hired swordsmen from the Dalaran that was rebuilt three years ago.
As the official force directly under the gladiatorial competition, they are distributed in a balanced and staggered manner around Dire Maul the Ring of Law, which is as large as two football fields combined. They are ready to attack Order at any time if they are faced with a powerful enemy.
There is enough reason for them to be nervous, because the exciting Resurrection Match is about to begin. Although they have tried their best to ensure fairness, it is still difficult to be absolutely fair when the interests of every big boss are related.
Orcs Slave Master Rehgar is sitting in the stands directly above the Ring of Law. As Resurrection Match, Twenty-five Gladiator One of the owners of Team, he is fully qualified to sit here. In fact, Rehgar started in this business more than ten years ago and often sits in this position, but he has never been as close to the championship as this time!
Rehgar's confidence is justified. He has observed almost every Team's fighting scene as much as possible. In fact, except for the sudden appearance of the single Team Apart from Edge of the Valarjar, Assassins from the veteran strong team Assassin's Alliance, and Blackrock Beastmasters from Blackrock Mountain, almost no Team team could stop the three aces under his command, Gladiator, from joining forces to kill them.
The ten Team who joined on the third day of the preliminaries were purely to accompany the runners, and they didn't pay attention to Rehgar at all.
However, like other Great Slave Masters selected for Resurrection Match, Rehgar is also worried about another variable. At the opening of Resurrection Match Ritual, he will cast his eyes on the children sitting directly in front of him every few minutes.
The ferocious Pandaren Monk was also a strong opponent, but he has already abstained, so it doesn't matter, but what really worries Rehgar is Dawn Knight Dick and Quel'Thalas The nameless Team formed by Sun King. It is said that these two Bigwigs disappeared around Arena after neatly solving the Black-armored Warrior that had won 14 games in a row, but they did not cancel their own Team.
That means that the three of them, L Varian, are very likely to meet this dark horse called "Twin Kings Team" by the audience and referees. Even though they are very confident in L Varian, Rehgar still came up with a frustrating answer after repeatedly estimating the strength of both parties.
Can't win!
Dawn Knight Dick In those Legendary stories, he has always been known for his bravery. According to Rehgar's news, he definitely has Heroic's Combat Strength, plus a long-established top demon Mage Sun King Kael'thas·Sunstrider, this is Combat Strength that can almost sweep all other Team.
In fact, until now, Rehgar still doesn't know that he once had a relationship with Dick, and L Varian doesn't know that he and he fell under Black Dragon imprisonment. The good old man "Cowardice" is the Dawn Knight who is famous throughout the world. In short, when they really meet Dick, the scene may be very touching.
But what made Rehgar and other Slave Master a little relieved was that the opening ceremony was almost coming to an end in the chattering voice of Goblin, but Twin Kings Team still had no one coming, only a bunch of children sitting there chattering non-stop.
It seems that the two distinguished Bigwigs are probably tired of playing this game.
Rehgar breathed a sigh of relief and turned his attention again to the audience who were scolding Ritual for the long opening and the Ring of Law that had just been flattened.
Five minutes later, Great Door's path to the most glorious championship throne is about to begin. This will always be Rehgar's favorite moment in the world, forever!
And Goblin, who was specially invited to commentate on the game Gurgo·Sock and his giant servant Wodin wore the most gorgeous clothes, sitting on the disc-shaped Flying Machine specially customized from Gnomes, hovering in the air of Gladiatorial Arena, as the failed Slave Master and the famous game commentator, Gurgo, didn't care at all about the scoldings from the audience. A series of praises that made Wodin have goosebumps flowed out of his mouth and were given to Dark World's the Master.
This is a routine Ritual, but Goblin's hands operating Flying Machine are also a little sweaty. Every time he explains the Dire Maul gladiatorial competition, the little Green Skins will be excited, and this time is no exception.
"Okay! Ladies and gentlemen! The long speech is finally over! Come cheer with old Gurgo, let us cheer for the start of the game! Tenth Dire Maul Gladiator Tournament Resurrection Match In the first game, our heroic human Champion, one person supported the butcher of Edge of the Valarjar Team! Gavincente·Skovald, against Ogre Team from the Host Gor'dok Ogre Kingdom!"
As soon as Gurgo finished speaking, at least one-third of the entire Gladiatorial Arena audience stood up and cheered. For the brave Vrykul who set a record for the fastest promotion on the first day of the Gladiator competition, almost all the audience who watched his battle fell in love with him. That was simply the most perfect Warrior!
As for Ogre on the other side, who cares? It's best if all those brainless idiots die!
When Gavincente appeared, he was still dressed in a closed armor, wild and violent. He used a special method to transform himself into the appearance of Mortal, so he no longer had the oppressive force of his body shape. However, the aura that only belonged to Warrior detonated the entire audience in an instant, and even Rehgar couldn't help but open his eyes.
That is the most perfect Warrior. Even the most picky Slave Master cannot find any fault with Gavincente. Whether it is his pace or his momentum, they are impeccable. This is simply a man born for fighting.
On the other side, when five huge Ogres, fully armed and carrying their weapons, walked up to Gladiatorial Arena, the ground was shaking slightly. The scene seemed extremely unfair. Whether in terms of numbers or equipment, Gavincente was on the disadvantaged side, but his eyes under Helm revealed a hint of Bloodlust's light.
This is the light that only Hunt can have!
When the voice of the always passionate Goblin commentator fell, bathed in cheers, the blood in Vrykul's whole body was restless. He loved it here! This Gladiatorial Arena will become the most perfect stage for Odyn's power to bloom for the first time in the world!
For this Bloodline's restlessness, Gavincente tried his best!
When he turned into a Blood Red swift shadow and rushed into Ogre's formation, when the sharp edge of Dragon-slaying Axe on his left hand bloomed under the rising sun. At the moment of a fatal edge, many of the words Gurgo Sock had originally prepared to describe the fierce battle could no longer be used, and the whole place fell into silence, with only Troll Wodin Strange screams of surprise are echoing.
"Ah, Gavincente rushed forward! He cut down the first Ogre! He cut down the second one! He cut down the third one! What the hell, man, this is Azeroth The greatest gladiatorial competition is not a lumberjack competition. Show your strength, Gordok's savagery Ogre, let us see your wildness, let us... uh, okay!"
"The winner of the first battle! Gavincente·Skovald, this Madmen set another record! In Resurrection Match, it took less than 5 seconds to destroy a powerful opponent!"
Wodin's neck felt a little cold. He looked at the five Ogre who were chopped down like logs. That kind of fully armed and powerful guy could destroy a town head-on in any country, but he was all chopped down to the ground in less than 5 seconds. Oh my God! Who is this Gavincente?
Wodin was stuck, but Gavincente was not. He frantically raised the head of Ogre on the ground and threw it towards the silent audience. He raised his hands high and roared like a wild beast. The wild sound made everyone shiver!
"Isn't there anything more capable?! Can these Trash also be called Warrior? Bah!"
"Come on! Show me your power! Show me who is stronger! Come on!"
Although Gavincente is as wild as a beast that chooses and devours people, when the blood-stained Ogre head was thrown into the auditorium, when Gavincente's left finger scratched his neck, he said to those who were sitting there. When all the Gladiators in the competition position performed a wild slit-throat ceremony, the madness in Bloodline was like sparks falling into oil. The next moment, the entire Feralas sky seemed to be shaken by cheers.
Everyone was stimulated by this crazy massacre. They shouted the name of Gavincente without any hesitation. The sound echoed in the sky. The victorious Vrykul trampled Ogre's lifeless head into bloody foam. He spat at Gladiator on the competition stand, and then walked into the winner's tunnel without looking back.
He was humiliating his opponent according to the Vrykul tradition, to deepen the opponent's Anger, and to make his next battle wilder, more Anger, and more bloody.
No one knew about this tradition, but Gavincente's disdainful look also achieved the same effect.
Just a wrestling match brought the atmosphere of the scene to its peak. Gurgo immediately came back to his senses and shouted loudly,
"Look, Gavincente used his ax to let us know what the real Warrior is! I have to admit, even the old Gurgo was frightened by this crazy human being, but the excitement has just begun, save your energy, guys, because the next game is our "Twin Kings" Team!"
"That's right, it's the Dick Tang and the noble Sun King that we all know. Kael'thas, this is the first time such a noble person has entered the Dire Maul gladiatorial competition, Resurrection Match, this may be a record or something, let us see their opponents, uh, Twilight Team? This name is a bit unfamiliar, but it doesn't matter, it sounds like a ruthless character, no matter what, let us welcome both parties Gladiator to enter!"
The cheers slowed down a bit, but they were still enthusiastic. Twilight Team, whom no one had heard of at all, barely entered Resurrection Match in the Resurrection Match on the third day. He was definitely a little-known one. The opponent, and Twin Kings Team is famous, whether it is Dick or Kael'thas, has full fans, but when the two sides actually entered the arena, the cheers suddenly stopped.
Because on Twin Kings Team's side, only a child carrying Warhammer came up, while on Twilight Team's side, four Ogre came up with a large iron cage covered with black cloth. This mysterious formation made people a little confused.
Anduin looked at the other party's busy figure without any pressure. The little guy still felt a little regretful. At his age, he still hoped that his Mr. Mentor and Mr. Kael'thas could win a trophy or something, but he also knew that his Mentor was in poor health. Originally, After Mr. Kael'thas finished that game, it was time to cancel Team, but at that time all the adults followed Delaris to go to Shen'dralar, and no one told him about it. The only "old kid" Anveena was a foodie who didn't care about anything. In short, it has been delayed all the way until now.
Little Prince knows what he should do. After the fight begins, he will directly abstain on behalf of Mentor. Anyway, according to his understanding of Dick, Paladin will not have any pursuit of such a false reputation.
But just as Anduin was curiously looking at the mysterious guys opposite, a gloomy guy suddenly opened the black cloth of the iron cage. At this moment, raging flames burned in the iron cage, making the quiet audience agitated again.
Because in that cage, there was a strange thing that no one had ever seen before. It was a creature like a cheetah, but it had no hair on its body and was replaced by blazing flames. It looked like a Flame Leopard. It looked very powerful, but this creature looked very weak and needed to be beaten with a whip by the animal trainers before it reluctantly walked out of the cage.
When he saw the eyes of Flame Leopard, who was covered in scars all over his body, Anduin's voice that wanted to give up was stuck in his throat. He recognized those eyes.
That familiar look only belongs to one person, Lakes, Lakes·Claw, the young Druid who was captured by those Rogues in order to protect him from escaping, one of his few friends.
At this moment, a deep and rough voice also sounded in Anduin's ears,
"Haha, Little Prince, if you give up, I will kill this miserable creature immediately... By the way, he is a real Champion. Even Flame torture, who has endured the most Pain, is not willing to reveal the secrets of his friends. Oh, he is a rare tough guy. What is his name... By the way, Lakes...Lakes·Claw, yes, that's the name."
"Maybe death is a relief for him now, so Little Prince, give up. As long as you give up, he can die."
At the same time, Little Pandaren Li Li and Med'an, who were holding Little Pig in the stands, also Doubt looked at the silent Anduin.
"What is he doing? He should abstain now!"
"Anduin may be curious about the monster with flames all over its body. You know, he is a little guy who is very curious about everything."
But the more experienced Chen Stormstout has put down the wine gourd in his hand and stood up from the chair. His black and white face has become serious.
"Something's wrong! Children, stay here! I'll go take a look!"
The next second when Chen Stormstout stood up, four Black-Clad Assassins jumped out from the shadow and blocked Chen Stormstout's path. At the same time, Anduin's left hand reached behind his back and held his own Warhammer in his hand. There was no doubt about the meaning of this action.
"I, Anduin·Wrynn, Prince of the Kingdom of Stormwind, I swear by my last name, no matter who you are, you are all dead! Twilight! I will take over this fight!"