Lakes had a hideous wound on his hind leg by Armor-Piercing Hammer, which had obviously affected Flame Leopard's movements. He was limping around Anduin. On his sternum, there was a laceration that was dripping with hot blood.
It seems that Twilight's Hammer is mixed with Ragnaros the Firelord again. This transformation is obviously with a strong Fire Elements style, forcibly combining the exclusive and natural Druid and Fire Element are mixed together in an incredible way. The current Lakes should be a weird form between nature and Elements Creature.
This kind of transformation not only affects the body, but also the mind. In fact, it is very surprising that Lakes still retains the most instinctive rationality when surrounded by the power of Chaos. Anduin Both and him should be thankful that the Old Gods that Cho'gall believed in is dead, otherwise the kind of mental distortion alone would be enough to defeat Lakes's remaining thinking, and even the most instinctive reason would be wiped out.
However, whether Cho'gall failed to do this, or deliberately did not do so, remains to be discussed. Judging from the current situation, Anduin is probably just a bait for what Ogre wants to do. What he wants to elicit is definitely not just a Anduin.
However, when Lakes, who only had the instinctive consciousness of Hunt, realized that the little guy in front of him was not easy to deal with, he had the intention to retreat. For the beast, dignity was meaningless. If he continued to fight, even if he won, it would only be a miserable victory, and the wounds left would be more difficult to heal. This was not a good deal.
But he had the intention to retreat, but a certain guy would not let him retreat so easily. Standing on the other side of Gladiatorial Arena, in the seat exclusive to Twilight Team, was the tall, cloaked Two-Headed Ogre chuckled and crushed the Purple Crystal he was playing with in his hand. At the moment when the Elite crystal clear Crystal shattered, at the moment Lakes Chaos In his mind, the voice that affected his judgment suddenly increased countless times.
"Kill him! Tear him apart! Kill him!"
At this moment, the only trace of reason left in Druid's eyes was quickly replaced by Obliterate. The flames on his body began to boil. Although his movements were awkward, he grabbed his limbs on the ground and moved towards the hammer-wielding man with a tragic and common death momentum. The vigilant Anduin rushed over, and Little Prince felt a hot and fishy wind coming towards his face. At this time, he should have summoned Courage and fought to the death with the equally desperate Druid of the Flame.
With the strength and sharpness of Might of Menethil, and the cleansing of Holy Light in his body, he can still seize the slightest chance of victory. After all, Lakes has no fighting experience and is only relying on instinct to fight. But again, in the final analysis, how well can we expect an 11-year-old child to perform in this life-and-death killing field?
Facing Lakes's crazy offensive, he subconsciously took a step back. This step made him feel like he was falling Abyss.
He was thrown directly to the ground by Flame Leopard. Although Little Prince tried his best to hit Warhammer in his hand on Lakes's shoulder, he was already knocked to the ground by Chaos the Master Druid, who had lost his mind, could not feel Pain at all now. Hot blood spattered everywhere. As if he had no feeling at all, he roared and threw Anduin to the ground.
With a sweep of his front paws, the flames formed an afterimage in the air, sweeping away the Warhammer in Little Prince's hand, making a dent in the ground. The fangs and Claw would descend on Anduin's head and neck in the next moment.
The exclamations caused by this scene were almost like a tsunami. Chen Stormstout arrogantly knocked away Rogue who was hiding in the shadow beside him. He turned over and jumped off the viewing platform. However, the moment he landed, he was surrounded by Black-Clad Assassins again, and L Varian had already stood up from the competition seat. The two Elf God-Swordss in his hands were shining more and more dazzlingly. Even Anveena, who was still eating in the dining area, felt that something was wrong and turned into a golden streamer and returned to the stands.
Jorach's promise to save Little Prince's life is about to come true. In the shadows around Gladiatorial Arena, Master Assassin are ready to jump into Anduin's side and save him.
But at this moment when the clouds were moving in all directions, Claws, who should have directly shred Little Prince's neck, froze in the air. Those eyes, the eyes wrapped by Chaos, those green His eyes met Anduin's frightened eyes. Maybe it was Lakes's instinctive consciousness that was still fighting, or maybe it was the Pain in his body that made his attack a little disordered.
Little Prince looked at the shining Pain in those eyes, and he seemed to see through those eyes the figure in the darkness who, even though he was covered in wounds, was still insisting on not bowing his head. That was friendship, and probably also the persistence of self-existence.
What should I do?
Kill him, or Salvation him?
A sharp Spellbreaker Dagger has been pulled out of the boot by Little Prince. At this moment when Druid was burning and aching all over his body and was sluggish, he could have stabbed it into the heart of the friend in front of him who could no longer see his true colors.
But do I really want to do this?
Can you really do this yourself?
He can still clearly recall that when Elwynn Forest was attacked, Lakes fell from the sky holding himself, and finally used his life to hold back the who were chasing him. Rogue, Garona, if it weren't for Lakes's obstruction, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to survive the moment Chen Stormstout and Li Li appeared.
"Pah!"
Anduin threw away Dagger, and pressed his hands on Lakes's burning head. The flames, the burning flames, made Little Prince feel like his hands were attached to a hot stone, and his skin was scorched the moment it came into contact.
It hurts! It hurts!
Anduin couldn't hold back his tears anymore. As soon as the big tears fell from his eyes, they were evaporated by the high temperature and Flames. He was thrown to the ground by this Druid of the Flame, but his hands grabbed his head and injected his remaining Holy Light energy into Lakes's head.
"Ah!... Ah! Wake up, wake up!"
The voice that was hoarse because of Pain sounded on Gladiatorial Arena. This episode made Chen Stormstout, L Varian and those masters As soon as Rogue's movements stopped, they looked at Little Prince, who was rolling into a ball with Flame Leopard, fighting on the ground, and listened to his childish shouts, which were clearly bearing the huge Pain.
"Lakes! My friend, wake up!"
"You were the one protecting me before, now it's my turn, bastard! Wake up!"
Holy Light has a restraining effect on Chaos. Although it is not as effective as Order Power of Dick, Holy Power is directly injected into the brain, which still makes Lakes felt like acupuncture Pain, which Pain drove him to swing Claw randomly, but this Pain also made him break away from that Chaos state bit by bit.
The first few swings left a lot of blood marks on Anduin's armor, and even one grazed his forehead, but as Anduin's wake-up sound became increasingly hoarse, his attacks slowly stopped.
Gavincente couldn't help but marvel when he saw this scene. He still underestimated the human child. As an experienced Warrior, Gavincente clearly knew that even adults would retract their hands immediately if they touched the burning fire with their palms, but this child actually gritted his teeth and persisted until now.
"Combat Techniques is loose, his experience is a mess, only his will... Well, he is a real little Warrior."
Vrykul glanced at Gladiatorial Arena with satisfaction, but just when he was about to turn around and leave, the Copper Sword that he had been carrying behind him and wrapped in sword cloth felt strange. There was a buzzing sound. Just this slight vibration made Gavincente freeze in place. Then he returned to the edge of the auditorium and looked at Anduin who got up from the ground with a strange look.
The child's hands were severely burned. If Holy Light hadn't been passing through those hands, they would have been disabled long ago. There were tears on his face. This was not like the posture that a Warrior should have. But this child, this child alone, could make the Holy Sword behind him vibrate. That was resonance.
"Unbelievable!"
Gavincente took off the sword from his back, put it in the palm of his hand, and felt the slow beating of the sword.
"You actually chose the weakest one... well, maybe he also has the greatest potential."
No matter how critical Gavincente looked at Anduin, who was exhausted, at this moment, the entire Gladiatorial Arena audience began to cheer for this child, not because of his noble status, but out of respect for the little Warrior.
Druid of the Flame Because of the collision between Holy Light and Chaos in the brain, because of Pain and the fleeting clarity, Anduin was finally put aside, crazily bumped his head against the wall of Gladiatorial Arena, knocking himself unconscious. Anduin picked up his Warhammer with difficulty and stood next to Lakes.
His whole body was in pain, his hands had long lost consciousness, and his face was covered with tears left by Pain. But at this moment, Little Prince sniffed, and a smile appeared on his face with difficulty. Lakes finally recognized him, yes, it was absolutely true. From that last look, Anduin knew that Lakes had woken up.
Even though I had a dozen scars on my body from this guy, Anduin felt that it was worth it.
The voice of Gurgo also sounded in the cheers,
"Oh oh oh! Look at this chaotic game. This is probably the game with the lowest technical content that old Gurgo has ever narrated. Both participating parties don't even have basic tactical literacy, and one of them was even beaten to tears! Oh my God, old Gurgo can't bear to watch this messy battle, because Goblin will be ashamed too!"
Goblin paused, and the next moment, his voice became passionate again, "But no matter what, the victory of the winner is hard-won, especially for a Little Prince, it is rare to reach this level. Look, he is still standing there, after the bloody fight, he really looks like a little Hero, let us cheer for him!"
"He deserves such cheers!"
So in the joyful Ocean, Anduin saw the petals and ribbons floating down from the sky. He had been imagining that if it was his Mr. Mentor or Kael'thas, he might be able to enjoy such an honor, but in the blink of an eye, he was the first to receive such an honor.
Yes, he Combat Techniques is loose, he has little experience, and he will even shed tears because of Pain, so what? This cannot prevent Little Anduin from becoming Hero for himself and Lakes in this game.
For Hero, moves are not important at all.
However, when you are happy, there are always some annoying guys who will disturb the atmosphere. Just when Anduin was about to lift the fainted Lakes, a charging guy from Rage strode into the competition field from the competition seats over Twilight Team.
"Asshole! Put him down!"
"Yes, that's our thing, you can't take that Trash!"
As soon as he opened his mouth, he made a very strange two-part speech, as if two people were talking at the same time and mixed together. He used his thick arm engraved with Fel Runes to grab the hood off his head, revealing his ugly face.
It was a tall Ogre. The Ogre soldier who was chopped down by Gavincente just now could only reach as high as his shoulders. His skin was purple mixed with brown, and he was wearing a strange Wilderness leather armor. The most eye-catching thing was his head, which had two heads growing on the same body.
This is a Two-Headed Ogre. One of the heads has two eyes, and the other head has only one eye. The eyes are surprisingly large and occupy most of the face. There is a small Blackhorn on the head of the other eye. There are disgusting black bone spurs on the back of his body, protruding out of the flesh. There is also a scarred body, an "X" shaped wound on the abdomen, and four or five constantly rotating eyes on the left and right sides of the upper body.
It looks extremely scary and disgusting.
The moment this guy appeared on the stage, the cheers in the entire Arena room were as if they were being strangled by the neck and stuck in their throats. This was due to the influence of the Chaos Presence around his body on the minds of the audience. Burning, although not as terrible as Old Gods, but Cho'gall, the guy who single-handedly established Twilight's Hammer, is really equivalent to a walking disaster seeder.
"Little thing, your next opponent is me!"
"Yes, it's Cho and Garr. Only if you defeat us can you take away that Trash! Of course, you can also ask your "great" Mentor to fight me! But we estimate that he ran away like a coward like Cowardice! Hahaha"
Cho'gall's arrogant and deep laughter spread throughout Arena. Even the dark bosses hidden behind the scenes were alarmed. Jorach's figure appeared on the viewing platform, along with a hazy Illusion.
"It's Madmen from Twilight's Hammer. It seems like he has planned all this a long time ago!"
Jorach rubbed his chin, "Are we going to..."
"Don't worry, man... this is Dick's trouble... I feel his aura coming, right... well, right here!"
As soon as the dark Illusion finished speaking, a handful of Longsword mixed with Wind and Thunder Power pierced the air, roaring and inserted in front of Anduin. Anveena sitting in the stands cheered, and the whole person Avatar Holy Fire, when he appeared again, was standing next to Windfury. Amidst the thunderous cheers of the audience, Dick's tired voice came out from the entrance of Gladiatorial Arena.
He had just rushed over from Inner City of Eldre'Thalas, who was currently in a mess, and he heard Cho'gall's mocking laughter. He didn't even need to guess, he knew the purpose of this idiot's coming here.
Dick walked to Gladiatorial Arena and saw Anduin's severely burned hands at a glance, as well as Druids of the Flame and lying unconscious on the side. Paladin put his left hand on Anduin's shoulder, and injected a huge amount of Holy Power into Little Prince's body. Although it could not heal the wound of Healing, it could at least make him feel more comfortable.
"Take your friends down, Anduin, and leave the rest to me."
After saying that, Dick turned his head and stared at Two-Headed Ogre standing opposite with his arms crossed.
"Here I come... I accept your challenge!"