30. Self-cultivation of the wasteland reclamation group
"Click, click, click"
A series of muffled sounds of the door opening sounded in the Dragon's Sleep Temple, although this temple is now owned by the dragons, but in fact, it was originally established by the Titan Guardians, so everything here is based on the size of the Guardians. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Although it is called a hall, it actually occupies a large area, and with at least 25 people standing in a scattered area, it only occupies less than a fifth of the area.
As the closed door was slowly pushed open by two frost giants trapped in chains, a low roar came from behind, and along with it spread along with the coercion in the air, and bursts of exclamations.
The corners of the Red Dragon Queen's mouth flushed with an interested smile on the high platform in the north, and she couldn't help but glance at Dick, who was sitting opposite her, with a blank face, and then turned her gaze to the contestants in the field.
She wondered what the outcome of this match would be.
"Dragon!"
Max Millan exclaimed, the North County Knight has a bad problem that everyone knows, he will call all enemies dragons, this problem has become a joke in the contestants' circles, but this time, no one laughs at Max Milan anymore, because what he said is true.
It's a dragon, a dragon, a real dragon!
And it's not one, the first to fly out is a wild black dragon, from the chaotic dragon horns above her head and the dangerous eyes, you can see how difficult this guy is, it is worth mentioning that this black dragon's neck and claws, there are also silver chains, like a device tied to her because she is afraid that she is too dangerous.
Then there was a green dragon that was a little bigger than the black dragon, but this green dragon was different from the others, not only was he larger, but his wings and scales shone with blue thunder, and his eyes radiated the same light, and the dragon's horns were gathered by the shining thunder.
The four claws on his body, crystallized claws composed almost entirely of thunder and lightning, and wherever he flew, the air became active and violent under the stimulation of thunder and lightning.
The last thing that flew out was a petite blue dragon, but it was a true master of magic, as you could tell from the natural magic patterns on the wings of this blue dragon that were as beautiful as her crown's symmetrical horns, and the blue bands and halos that surrounded its body.
A spellcaster far beyond a mortal mage.
Sarufar, who was sitting next to Thrall, stood up suddenly, maybe it wasn't impossible for him to win against the three dragons, but the contestants below, it would be a little too difficult for them to fight against the three dragons, especially with his only son among them.
"It's... That's a bit of nonsense!"
The Sarufar Overlord sat back in his chair, his hand already resting on his spine tomahawk, looking intent on rushing down to save the scene whenever there was danger, but in the face of his complaints, Thrall shook his head and explained,
"If you care, it's messy, Sarufar, in addition to the black dragon, the other two are just adult dragons, and there is also a blue dragon who is only good at magic attacks, as long as they can withstand the onslaught of the black dragon, it is possible to win, don't forget, it is 25 high-level lords. ā
A hint of a smile flashed in Thrall's blue eyes, as a real high-level, the orc shaman naturally knew the purpose of this scene, and it was nothing more than this way to remind these arrogant guys to understand the meaning of group combat.
However, considering the tasks they have to shoulder in the future, team combat is a must and the most important one, and if they can be guaranteed to survive in the cruel environment, such a small setback in front of them is actually nothing.
After all, it is only a matter of victory, not defeat, and the task related to the final results of the Northern Expedition is reasonable.
"Whew!"
The 25 contestants were still immersed in surprise, the black dragon launched the attack first, Onexia, the black dragon princess who should have died a long time ago, but she was already impatient to launch the first wave of attacks, she opened her mouth, a scorching shadow flame plowed through the crowd, it looked extremely dangerous, and this unbridled destructive power also made her find a trace of the feeling of freedom back then, she even let out a roar of excitement.
She was able to survive, it was a complete accident, the Black Horn gang Varian and Lagosh merged, and the condition put forward was to leave Onexia's life, which was the only request of the old black dragon, as long as he lived, the rest should be atonement.
Varian kept his promise, and Onexia spent nearly 3 years in a secret cage at the Northshire Abbey, and then Blackhorn gave the Ureon royal family another solution to their hatred, making the almost immortal Black Dragon Princess the secret caretaker of the Ureon royal family, just like Blackhorn was in the High Ridge Minotaur tribe.
Varian agreed to the request, and after Blackhorn personally blessed some kind of secret method, Onexia's fate was completely linked to the royal family of Urien, of course, as a servant who was not yet trusted, this was her first chance to be able to play freely, and she naturally wanted to play like crazy.
And that's what makes these contestants miserable.
Demitil and the little princess of the blue dragon, Stella Gosa, are just cameos, and their appearance is only to set off the importance of this trial and help these contestants understand the meaning of the group, in fact, these two guys also suppress their strength at the level of human heroes, as long as the panicked contestants calm down, it is not difficult to find this.
This is actually a trial that is not difficult, but unfortunately, the 25 people have been in chaos in the joyful roar and dragon breath of Onexia.
That dragon breath just looks very lethal, in fact, only 2 unlucky people didn't dodge because of the pushing, resulting in burns on the arm, as Sal said, here are all high-level lords, and a few guys who are approaching the hero level, if you really have to be serious, the black dragon princess is definitely not an invincible opponent.
But alas, they haven't reacted yet!
Garrosh roared and charged at the oncoming Black Dragon Princess, but the roar of blood in his hand slashed a series of sparks on the black dragon's claws, and only barely cut through the scales of the black dragon, and this trace of pain made Onexia turn around with a claw, knocking the unsuspecting orc warrior to the ground, and then spewing out at him with a mouthful of breath.
But this did not hurt Garrosh, because the orc warrior Dranos, who had been following Garrosh, held a talisman shield at this moment, and stood in front of Garrosh, and the carefully prepared shield was shining with the shaman marks of the orcs, and under the dragon's breath, he completely protected his master.
And the orc warlock Jolin also seized the opportunity, brandished his staff, and threw four high-level curses on the black dragon's body in a row, he turned his head and shouted at the nearest Quel'Salas ranger,
"You're blind! Shoot her wings! Knock her down! And you! Mage! Attack her!"
The High Elf Ranger instinctively retorted to Jorin, but seeing that Dranoth and Garrosh were struggling to hinder the Black Dragon Princess's continued flight, he finally endured this breath, opened his bow and arrows, and three silver arrows flew out, and he was about to land on Onexia's wings, but was suddenly knocked out of the air by a sudden lightning bolt.
It was Demetil, the green dragon who also let go of his character, and with one tail whipped away a night elf thief who tried to get close to him, and rampaged towards the crowd, and Stella Gossa who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, the little princess flew the highest, she simply turned into a human form, brandished a blue star wand in her hand, and randomly dotted in the air, and the guy who was named would turn into a sheep, or a pig, or even a cat and a turtle.
This makes the scene even more confusing.
Looking at this terrible scene, King Varian couldn't help but turn his head and say to Magni and Dai Lin beside him,
"If that's the way the strongest young people are, that's a real disappointment. ā
Old Dai Lin was even more disdainful, and his eyes also shone with disappointment, "You have to rely on these waste attacks... Hey, I think it's better to pick some elites from the army. ā
"The strength of the soldiers is generally too poor, so they can only be found from the commanders, but the loss of too many commanders will put the frontal battlefield in an embarrassing situation, that is a large battlefield of nearly 100,000 soldiers, once the command is lost, it will turn into a disaster, especially in the face of the undead with a unified will. ā
Magni thought a lot, although he was also disappointed in the dwarven squad, he still smoked his pipe and spread his hands, "This is also something that can't be helped, not only to ensure the smooth frontal battlefield, but also to ensure the smooth "icebreaking", I can only find these people who will not affect the overall battle situation, but frankly, I am also a little disappointed... They don't use their power rationally at all, they just fight alone, and they can't win at all. ā
"That's why we set up this trial. ā
Mograine glanced at the chaotic battlefield, turned around, and said to several rulers, "This question was first raised by Dick, and Fording and I didn't really take it seriously, but after really watching this battle, I realized that among us, only Dick grasped the key to the problem, we just looked at the strength, but if there was not enough cooperation and command, even if these children were sent over, nine times out of ten they would be sent back in another way." ā
In fact, it is not only the leaders who are worried, Dick looks at the situation in front of him, and his face is complicated, Kael'thas simply no longer pays attention to the battlefield, if it is still so chaotic, then they will only be defeated one by one, and then end in defeat.
The paladin thought that maybe he should give them a hint, he thought about it, opened his mouth, said something, but did not make a sound, and the next moment, Demytil, who had crashed into a dwarven warrior, was stunned for a moment, his eyes shining with incomprehension, but he still flapped his wings and landed on the ground, and began to use his thunder and lightning dragon breath to clear the obstacles in front of him.
Although he does so while flying, it will be safer and a little more efficient.
This is the window that Dick has left for these guys, the group of 25 needs a precise commander, and a group of members with extremely high execution ability, Dick used to be good at this, and now, he wants to teach these adventurers in another way.
But the premise is that these guys with sufficient strength can have a commander with courage and high tactical literacy before they are defeated, otherwise everything is empty talk.
Everyone is looking forward to... And there are always people who can stand up with expectations, and the next moment, a calm voice appeared on the chaotic battlefield, and there was also a purification aura, and everywhere she went, the transformation magic thrown by the blue dragon princess was all unraveled.
"Orc Squad, Dwarf Squad, Draenei Squad, you first entangle the Black Dragon and drag him down! The Quel'Salas Ranger is in charge of the Black Dragon's flight! The Priest is in charge of your injuries! Immobilize the Black Dragon in the Eastern Third Division!"
"Dalaran and the other mages are going to deal with the blue dragon, you don't need to defeat her!Remember, maintaining your own safety comes first, that healing druid, you go to take charge of the mage team, and the dwarven priest is responsible for disarming the magic!"
"The others are gathering in the southern third, ready to deal with the Green Dragon!Wild Druid, I need you to lure the Green Dragon to the South! I'll take care of your injuries!"
Baron stood in the middle of the battlefield, his uncle, and his father's earnest teachings from his childhood came to mind at this moment, and the eyes of the Holy Light gave him, which allowed him to more accurately detect the changes in the situation in the chaotic battlefield, and at the moment when Demeter suddenly fell to the ground, he keenly grasped the window of this breakthrough, and ignored the thoughts of others, and gave instructions on his own.
It's like... It's like a natural conductor!
Dick's eyes lit up! The other rulers also refocused their attention on the battlefield, and they wondered what these wonderful young men would choose to do when they were confronted with such a situation.
Do you succumb to your own pride, or do you sacrifice that indifferent dignity for the sake of the big picture?
1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds.
"Orc Squad, follow me!"
Garrosh was the first to answer the call, and although he didn't like the blind priest so much, he did as he was told, because... He didn't want to lose!
When Dranoth's shield struck Onyxia's claws, the dwarven musketeers and elven rangers landed on Onyxia's outstretched wings with precision at the same time, forcing the black dragon to fall to the ground.
"Mages, listen to me!"
"Spell Steal! Unleashed!"
"Magic Suck! Unleashed!"
"Imprisonment!
Marcus held a sword and shield to protect Baron, and he had to make sure that Baron, who was the interim commander, would not be in danger until the end of the battle, and when Swain's teammate, the druid who had turned into an iron-maned bear, used the fire of the stars and the moon to tie Swain's continuous release of vines to lock Demitil in the southern third, Dick smiled and closed his eyes, and Kael'thas opened his eyes with curiosity again.
After a few seconds, he looked at Dick,
"That breaking point, that green dragon, you did it on purpose, right?"
A smile appeared on Dick's lips,
"They need this opportunity... They are just a group of rookies who have just started to run in, and they are still far from real team cooperation. ā