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The special adventurers helped the queen a lot, and Dick's face, so the stingy dragons generously lent their hall this time to make the final trial stage for these adventurers.

Of course, it is not excluded that the dragons just want to see the excitement, at least there are many dragons of all races who are uninvited today, they have turned into human forms, and they are sitting in the special seats in the north, talking to each other in whispers, waiting for the trial to begin.

In the east, sitting are the big names from the tribes, Thrall, Sarufar, Woking, Kane Bloodhoof, and even the Rusty Water Phambol's Trade Prince Gary Vickers, the Great Shaman Drektar of the Frostwolf Orcs, and the representative of the Ring of Earth, Rhaegar the orc warrior who trained Lagosh, and the generals and Overseers in the rear, as well as some priests and friends and relatives of the contestants.

Directly opposite the Horde sat the big men of the Alliance, King Varian, Daileen Proudmoor, who had just returned from the victory of the South Seas, Magni the Brawletthorn, Mecator, the master craftsman of the gnomes, Duke Berval Vortagen, Old Fordin, and Mograine were the representatives of Queen Calia, who was not feeling well and could not come.

Although the game has not yet started, the atmosphere on both sides has been stirred up in a special environment, and from time to time there are insulting gestures such as the middle finger of excited young people towards each other, but today's occasion is too special for anyone to really make a move.

Most notably, the forces in the south, the Grand Knight of Order, Dick, the Knight of the Dawn, sat on the main throne, and on the left hand side was Kael'thas of Quel'Thalas, and the Sun King was seated without smiling, but his position showed that the Sun King had finally made up his mind after a long swing of position.

On Dick's right, there was an elder draenei wearing a heavy white sacrificial robe and a long white beard, and all kinds of ornaments on his body deepened his temperament, and he held an amethyst staff in his hand, closed his eyes and looked very solemn, but all the paladins and priests present couldn't help but look at the old man, because the holy light... After he appeared, the concentration of holy light in the entire hall was more than one level higher.

It's like... The embodiment of the Light.

Viren, this time also for the first time he appeared next to his chosen ally.

There were also two ladies sitting behind Dick, as well as representatives of Theramore, some earth spirits who resembled the dwarves, but not quite the same, and some shrunken Heroic spirits, Heimdall sat next to Viren, the gatekeeper of the heavenly kingdom who was waiting for the gladiatorial battle to begin.

Yes, it seemed to him that it was a gladiatorial fight, a gladiatorial fight of mortals, and it might bring him a little fun.

The tripartite forces are still formed, no matter what the alliance and the tribe think about it, Dick, a guy who was born from 5 years ago, has indeed established a real third-party force from scratch in this world in only 5 years.

A real behemoth, they can like him, they can hate him, but they can't ignore him.

Garrosh felt a little nervous in his rare sense, he looked at his brother, Dranos was sorting out his equipment, although he didn't speak, but from the eyes of the young orc, there was also a trace of apprehension, and Jorin, the warlock with his staff, constantly walking around, muttering something to himself.

There were others beside them, such as the Night Elves sitting in three regiments, the female elves at the head who looked very young, like just grown children, but who were strong contenders for Garrosh.

Farther away, the three fools of the human race were chatting with the adventurers, seemingly unstressed, and the guys in Quel'Thalas were more mysterious, all of them wearing robes that almost covered their bodies so tightly that they couldn't see their expressions clearly.

In the just-concluded preliminary trial, the Orcs came first, the Night Elves led by Swain came in second, the mysterious fellows of Quel'Thalas came in third, the lucky human fools ranked fourth, and finally the top four teams from the adventurer's circle, with a total of 25 people making it to the finals.

There were no weaklings among the 25 people, and they were all young people who had previously been unknown, so they were placed in the halls of the Temple of Dragon's Sleep, and the rest of the team could only be spectators to see the birth of Azeroth's "bravest new generation of warriors".

An operation of this magnitude of "breaking the ice" could not be concealed, and the custom of Azeroth, before the battle began, almost every race had a similar habit of using some activities similar to gladiatorial fights to boost morale, and this time it was also understood by the private soldiers as such similar activities.

These teams even have their own admirers, after all, there are only a few candidates for each race, and in the current cloudy environment of the Angasa region, this kind of activity that celebrates individual heroism can definitely cater to the preferences of the soldiers.

The experience of the battles and trials that those candidates participated in was also completely open to the soldiers, challenging the mammoths, raiding the ancestral dragons, and even assassinating the powerful undead, these heroic deeds that ordinary people could not complete at all, and also completely mobilized the morale of the soldiers, and they were eager to see the truly strongest warriors appear, so that the guys who really fought all the way were more convincing on the battlefield.

"Bang"

The door to the lounge was pushed open, and a female knight in silver armor, with long orange hair, and a good figure, walked into the lounge, her expression was very lazy, and she was a little impatient, she didn't look at these guys, took out a rolled parchment roll from her back, opened it with a bang, and said loudly,

"Now announce the process of this trial: first, you 25 guys, you have to form a team, go through three big challenges, and finally each group will draw lots to fight, and finally select the strongest ones, do you understand?"

"Wait! Ms. Tuhat!

When everyone heard this rule, they couldn't help but widen their eyes, and the most excited Garrosh even stood up directly, his height was much taller than the female knight, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of her, this female knight named Tuhat was the quartermaster at the beginning, her nickname here was "Adjudicator Tuhat", and almost everyone had dealt with her.

Well, several unlucky people who were outrageous had their legs broken, she was like a monster who jumped out of nowhere, very young, but very capable of fighting, at least Garrosh felt that she was no match for her.

Tuhat looked at Garrosh impatiently, bared his teeth,

"Say, what's the matter?"

"Why are we teaming up with the others, the three of us can do everything!

Although the others didn't speak, judging from their expressions, it was clearly the same meaning, Tuhat glanced at it, and then crossed his hands on his waist, snorted coldly, and said mockingly,

"Geniuses, when you came to participate in this trial, did you read our statutes carefully, the ultimate purpose of this trial is to fight against the Lich King, so you must show your teamwork ability, there is no room for you to play alone on the battlefield! ”

The female knight glared at Garrosh again, and her tone was even more disdainful,

"And are you sure that the three of you can pass the levels that have been carefully designed for you by the strongest people in the world? No kidding! The first three levels are your chance to prove your strength to the big names of the whole world, to prove that you are not a bunch of parallel goods! Prove that this trial is not a joke! If the 25 members of the strongest young generation in the whole of Azeroth can't even pass the first three levels, you will be disgraced!"

After saying that, Tuhat shook his long orange hair and stretched out his left hand with hand armor,

"One last chance, those who want to leave, walk out of this gate by themselves, and there are at least 120 people waiting outside. ”

Tuhat waited for 2 minutes, and finally no one stood up, and the female knight whistled in satisfaction, her appearance and demeanor did not look like an orthodox knight at all, she stood diagonally in the doorway with her hands on her shoulders, and finally shrugged her shoulders again,

"Okay, rookies, it looks like you've made your decision, and that's good. ”

"Then come with me, and join your... A trial of champions!"

Tuhat turned and walked into the passage, Garrosh took a deep breath and walked out behind her, as the number one team, they had this qualification, and after entering the real hall, Garrosh looked up and saw the Red Dragon Queen sitting on the high platform opposite, this queen obviously has a different kind of dislike for orcs, which has something to do with her experience, but it is fair at best.

On the other side, the Horde guys were already starting to make noise, and they saw it as a victory for the Horde over the Alliance, the orcs chanting the names of Garrosh and Dranoth, Yorin, cheering for them, and the Alliance commanders on the other side booed.

Making this venue noisy is the same as the gladiator tournament in Firas at the beginning, in fact, after fading away from the superficial identity, the difference between people is really not big.

After the 25 men had entered the hall, Old Fording stood up, and as the initiator of the Northern Expedition, he was elected as the presiding officer of this trial.

Today, Old Ferding did not change into gorgeous ceremonial armor because of the special occasion, he wore a set of golden armor given by Viren, and Dick was wearing the same, which was a gift specially made for humans by Draenei's skilled craftsmen, and the Holy Light Rune with exquisite workmanship and Draenei characteristics was stronger for the Holy Light.

The only downside is that this armor is a little too shiny, and when you put it on, it will be almost like a golden shiny when you activate the holy light.

"Warriors..."

Old Fuding's voice was transmitted throughout the audience under the amplification technique personally released by Luo Ning, the leader of the Dalaran mage, and everyone fell silent,

"You have passed the rigors of the test before you are qualified to stand here, in front of all of Azeroth, to show your bravery and be tested by the Northern Expedition. ”

"Personally, I prefer to call it the test of the whole civilized world, whatever your race, whatever your past careers, when you stand here, it means that you are ready to die for this great war between good and evil, life and death, order and chaos. ”

"I admire such warriors, and I would prefer to fight alongside you, but before that, you have to prove yourselves to everyone here! Not only strength, but also enough will, and enough wisdom, we are facing the most dangerous opponent in all of Azeroth, and everything we fear will be his allies, and when we step into Icecrown, that dark world will be on our side, and it will be a bloody battle like hell. ”

"I need warriors! The Northern Expedition needs warriors! And this world needs heroes, and we need heroes more urgently than any other era in the past!

"I want you to be heroes!"

Old Ferding raised his hand, his emotions were obviously excited, and after calming down, the old knight's left hand waved, and the closed door on the other side of the Dragon Sleep Temple slowly opened, accompanied by the last words of Old Ferdin.

"So, now... Face your first opponents, they have been soaring in the sky since the beginning, in the past endless time, they were synonymous with invincibility, but today, they will be your opponents, remember, teamwork, this is what we want to see, and this is the only way you can win!"

"Defeat them and move on to the next level!"