Provoking one Dragon with three Mortal seems to be a certain death outcome.
But in fact, when Garrosh, Dranosh and Maximillian climbed on Onyxia's back, Dick knew that they had won.
This is not a game. The deep breaths that envelope the entire hall cannot be released several times. Shadowflame is the Talents of Black Dragon. Dragon Breath, but this needs to be released by consuming Stamina. In fact, it can be seen from Wings that Onyxia weakly slaps, Black Dragon Princess has also reached its limit.
After all, 25 guys are not ants. The damage they caused has actually greatly affected Black Dragon's Combat Strength.
As Dick said before, the first game Trial is just an appetizer.
"Hey!"
Garrosh grabbed the ferocious intertwined Dragon Horns with one hand and controlled his body with difficulty. He picked up Gorehowl with his left hand and struck the head of Onyxia with an axe. How powerful Orcs was. In addition, at this time, Blood Red's Rage surged around Orcs Warrior's body. Under the blessing of Rage, the hard dragon scales almost opened in response.
The scorching Dragon Blood sprayed all over Garrosh's face and even splashed into his eyes, causing him to slip and fall downwards. There were a series of exclamations from the stands, and Orcs Warrior's own hands were waving in the air. As a result, his fallen left foot was firmly caught by a hand.
It's not Dranosh, it's Maximillian, Northshire Knight is holding Chains wrapped around the edge of Black Dragon's wings with one hand, Holding Garrosh's left foot, Orcs Warrior wiped it on his face randomly. Seeing Northshire Knight's difficult expression, he was stunned for a moment, but then he waved the ax in his hand.
He threw it to Dranosh who was still on the dragon's back. The equally brave Orcs took Gorehowl, and Rage appeared on his body. He rushed forward a few steps and held his hands. The ax was rounded and struck at the top of Black Dragon Princess's head. However, Black Dragon's body turned sideways, so that the ax missed her forehead. Instead, it rubbed the dragon scales and cut into her Dragon Horns.
Onyxia roared crazily, and his whole body kept shaking and spinning in the air, trying to throw the three guys off, but the three people who were pulled onto the dragon's back by Dranosh followed suit and wrapped the Chains around them On the top, three people worked together to lift the Maximillian pole. The Windmill Spear, Rage and Holy Light made by Fine Steel surged into the air. Accompanied by slogans,
"One! Two! Three! Stab!"
"Pfft!"
"Ouch~!"
Fine Steel surrounded by Blood Red and Golden Light Dragonlance, at this moment, exploded with unparalleled destructive power, piercing through the scales of Black Dragon from the point of impact, and piercing into the flesh and blood. This blow was aimed at the root of Onyxia's left wing, covering most of Dragonlance After E pierced Onyxia's wings, Black Dragon Princess let out the most miserable wail in history. He couldn't even control the flight direction and rushed towards Southern Platform headlessly.
"Bang!"
The thick golden Light Shield appeared directly in front of Southern Platform. Onyxia hit it without even a crack. The dizzy Black Dragon led three guys who could not control their bodies and fell headlong to the ground. When it landed, the whole Tower seemed to shake.
"Bang!"
Huge dust rolled up on the battlefield, and everyone's shouts stopped at this moment, as if they were holding their breath, and everyone was waiting for the final result.
Kael'thas waved his hand, and Storm swept away the dust, and three figures with arms around their backs appeared in front of everyone.
Garrosh was very unlucky. He was almost pinned under his body by Onyxia. His left leg was severely fractured. Maximillian's arm hit the wall during the collision. He was hanging helplessly on the wall. Dranosh was even worse. Dragon threw him out when he landed. That kind of Kinetic Energy almost shattered his sternum.
But all three of them were still alive. Garrosh and Maximillian were carrying Dranosh on their left and right sides. When the three people stood up straight, all the silence in the entire competition venue was broken at this moment.
His Majesty Magni's mouth opened wide, Varian also had an expression of disbelief, Thrall rubbed his chin, wondering what he was thinking about, and Saurfang's roar was the first to sound.
That was the roar of Pride. For his son Pride, there is nothing better than defeating a Dragon as a coming-of-age gift.
After Saurfang, the whole hall burst into cheers. Alliance Horde all had reasons Pride, and they all had reasons to cheer. Even Red Dragon Queen, who was serious in speech and speech, couldn't help but stand up and applaud.
These Mortal really relied on their own strength to defeat Dragon. They deserve such praise.
Tirion Fordring's voice also sounded at this moment, and there was obviously a hint of joy in his voice. Obviously, the previous bad scene made Tirion Fordring a little worried.
"Well done! Champions, you have proven yourself that you are also capable of winning in front of Dragon! This is the honor you deserve!"
"But it's not over yet... it's just the beginning!"
The old knight's voice slowly weakened the cheers, "You have proved your Courage, but this is not enough. You also need to prove your strength! Yes, that was Trial from Courage just now. Next, you will face a more powerful opponent."
"Now, go and rest. You will get the best supplies from Azeroth and the strongest treatment from Priest. In 20 minutes, you will have your second Trial!"
Dick made a "please" gesture to Velen next to him. Old Priest nodded, leaning on Staff, followed behind Liadrin, and walked into Competitors' Lounge from the side. Velen would personally treat those contestants who had just experienced the battle.
And how powerful is the healing power of Holy Light Priest, who has lived for 2W5 thousand years?
As long as you still have breath, you can quickly jump up and down... The most exaggerated thing is that in the game, Burning Legion's Third Invasion, and a whole Elite Burning Legion attack Exodar, Velen alone supported Holy Light Barrier, protected all the residents of Exodar, and managed to hold on until the reinforcements arrived, and also launched a counterattack along with the reinforcements.
To be honest, Dick has always suspected that Holy Power of Velen may have reached the MAX level more than 10,000 years ago. In terms of protracted war, it is estimated that no one in the entire Azeroth can compare with him. The most important thing is that until now, Dick has no idea what level Velen's strength has reached.
In short, he will definitely not be weaker than Mograine... In fact, it is not impossible to go further. After all, he was already the ruler of Argus alongside Kil'jaeden thousands of years ago. Even Archimonde once respectfully called Velen "leader".
However, Velen is an Holy Priest after all and is not good at frontal combat, and this matter is not what Dick needs to consider now. He nodded to the bored Heimdall next to him, and a look of interest suddenly appeared on the face of the latter Helm. He moved his hands, turned and left his seat.
After 20 minutes, the Great Door for the contestants' entrance was opened, and 25 people walked out of it. The healing technique of Velen healed their bodies, the Moonwell water from Night Elf and the Arcane Power Tea from Quel'Thalas nourished their spirits. The Mysterious Incense sponsored by Madam Goya from Pandaria made their fatigue disappear.
All aspects have reached the best. The most important thing is that in the past 20 minutes, they have formally determined the division of labor in this group. Baron or Commander, Garrosh and Dranosh are at the forefront leading Warrior, Maximillian and Marcus leads Clergy, Swen leads Rogue and Druid, Hemet II from Ironforge, that is, Dwarves who penetrated the giant Dragon Scale Armor twice Hunter, leading remote careers.
Compared with before, this group really has its own core, but whether they can do it or not depends on whether they can pass the next Trial.
"This world is very big, and there are still many secrets that we have not discovered! Among them are Allies of Darkness, but there are also Companions of the Light. In order to make this test worthy of its name, we specially invited the most powerful ones among them."
Tirion Fordring's high voice sounded in the hall, which also made the entire audience couldn't help but become curious.
"In the past year, there has been an endless stream of topics about Valarjar. Everyone is thinking about whether there is a place called Halls of Valor in the world, and whether that is the home of the bravest Warrior. Now, taking this opportunity, I want to tell everyone, yes, there is a place called Halls of Valor in the world!"
"The most Courage Warrior people in the world will gather there to have a feast and get true eternal life there! Supreme glory!"
"And, this time all Champion were sacrificed in Northern Expedition War!"
Tirion Fordring paused for a moment, glanced across the entire hall, and emphasized his tone, "All Champion will have the opportunity to enter there! Become the real Spirit!"
"Wow!"
The whole hall was boiling, and the eyes of the old knight and Dick met for a moment. This news was obviously inseparable from Dick, but whether it was Odyn, Dick, or even Tirion Fordring, there was no reason to reject this proposal.
This is something that benefits all three parties. More importantly, knowing that after death they will enter a real dream paradise, even if there is only a chance, this will make the soldiers' fear of death much weaker.
This is a method, a method to boost morale, and next, it is time to demonstrate this method.
Tirion Fordring's left hand waved down,
"Now, let us welcome Emissary from Halls of Valor, Gatekeeper from Valarjar, Champion of Odyn, Heimdall! And Champion from Halls of Valor!"
"Boom!"
As soon as the old knight finished speaking, a golden light shone into the center of the hall from the space directly above Wyrmrest Temple. It came from Valarjar Gate of the Firmament. Heimdall was already here in advance, so it was just a ray of light Illusion that deceived people. But even so, this cool way made the atmosphere of the scene more lively again.
This method is obviously more in line with ordinary people's fantasies about Halls of Valor.
"Frankly, I don't think you can pass my test..."
As the golden light disappeared, a black teleportation Runes appeared among the Central Hall. Heimdall stood at the front, holding a golden Storm Greatsword in his hand. Golden Rage was wrapped around his body, like the real light of God.
At this time, Heimdall was 4 meters tall, and the sword in his hand was even bigger than that of Tauren, the tallest contestant. This was the result of his shrinking body.
Behind him are four Spirit Warrior who are as tall as him, holding swords and shields, Twin Swords, Staff and wands respectively. Together with Heimdall and Slashing Sword, this is exactly the configuration of a standard team.
As Halls of Valor, Gatekeeper, Heimdall would definitely not be able to use their true strength to fight against these young people, so he glanced at everyone, holding Longsword with his left hand, and lightly swiped his right hand in the air, and a Golden Horn appeared in his hand, and his deep voice spread throughout the hall.
"We have suppressed our power to the same level as you. If you can take this horn away from us, you will win!"
After saying that, Spirit suddenly swung a sword to the left, and the golden sword blade pierced the air, forcing the Elf Rogue who was trying to get close to him out of Stealth in embarrassment. The voice of Spirit then came slowly,
"Of course, if you can steal it, you win!"