Firas, a rare area in South Kalimdor that is almost 100% covered by forests, is located in the middle of the desolate land infested by centaurs and the Thousand Needles Stone Forest currently occupied by the terror totem minotaurs, and further south of Firas is the Great Desert of Silisus, and of course, there is a majestic mountain range that spreads between the two, and in the middle of that mysterious mountain range, there are some rare terrains that exist. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dick at least knew that there were some Tovir people in that place, and the devil knows how they got there over the mountains, but there was indeed a small town of Tovir people in the game, and there was a small boss that dropped rare mounts, of course, that kind of thing could not exist in the real world, and even if it did, it was not worth making the current Dick travel thousands of miles.

After officially resigning from the title of Earl of the North and other worldly titles, Dick finally felt a sense of ease, and he walked briskly through the quiet forest of Firas with his lover and followers, carrying weapons and large packages of dragonman Darth, and the green dragon Demitil, who was always inseparable from Darth and liked to quarrel, Moam, the obsidian destroyer who was used as a mount by Gianna, Leadrin, who was holding a book and reading with relish on the back of a Kodomon loaded with goods, and finally the werewolf girl who had not been seen for a long time。

Verinder was now in the form of a Night Elf, and she sat on the back of the white dire wolf Harleken, and Lord Anvina, who had become a small point of light with wings, sat on Verinde's shoulder, cross-legged to taste the fruit in her hand, and let out a satisfied grunt from time to time.

In this somewhat strange procession there was apparently a stranger, riding a white chocobo decorated with various jewels, holding a golden lyre in his hand, his eyes slightly closed, and one hand plucking the strings, from which beautiful music flowed.

It's like those well-hidden troubadours, and this guy is dressed like the most orthodox troubadours.

It was Kael'tham, the Sun King, who had a rare little trick, handed over all the political affairs to his ministers, and left a letter for himself, and followed Dick and his party to South Kalimdor, according to him, he wanted to regain his passion for traveling the world, according to Dick's thoughts, this guy was simply too idle.

The nations established by the Immortals are always in order, and unless there is a big event like an undead invasion, the king is often just a symbol, similar to Tyrande, and the Priestess of the Moon doesn't manage the affairs of Cadore very much, and spends most of the day in the Moon Temple communicating with Elune.

In general, it has something to do with the lazy personality they have developed over a long period of time.

When the song was finished, Kael'thas put away his lyre, he moved his shoulders, took a deep breath of fresh air, and then looked at Dick,

"Are you sure you can get away with the Cadore sentries? I can feel that there are no less than seven sentries following us. ”

Saying this, the Sun King glanced back at the jungle where there was no abnormality at all, and said,

"Well, that's up to nine now. ”

Dick, with his pipe in his mouth, shook his head, and his muffled voice sounded in the smoke,

"I didn't want to hide from those Kadore, who have been in business here for 7,000 years, and General Santis Hazuki, who is said to be the adopted daughter of Tyrande, the true hero who survived the War of the Ancients, and one of the strongest hunters in the world, and it is impossible to hide from them here. ”

"However, I'm here to participate in the Gladiator Tournament of the Hammer of Doom, it's a grand event in the dark world, do they even want to stop this?"

"Wait, you mean gladiator tournaments?"

A look of interest flashed across Kael'thas face, "Sounds interesting, in the years of Dalaran, I heard that there were formed gladiators in that place in the Outlands, most of them orcs, they were briefly chasing blood and glory, why, did Azeroth also have these bloody games?"

"Bloody? no, that's not bloody. ”

Dick shrugged, glanced back at Darth, who was arguing with Demetil, and shouted,

"Hey, Darth, here you once participated in the gladiator tournament, to introduce His Majesty the Sun King. ”

The dragonman heard Dick's shout, and he pouted triumphantly at Demi, and did not go to Dick's side, but shouted in the procession,

"I competed in the gladiator tournament in the Valley of Thorns, and I won three consecutive championships in the Gulabash Arena in those years, and they all called me 'The Ripper', and it was a glorious time. However, speaking of which, the Gulabash Arena is not a real gladiator tournament, it is organized by the goblins to cheat money, and there are only three real gladiator tournaments, the blood mallet and blood ring in the outer realms, and the hammer of doom of Firas, which is the real gladiator tournament with gold content. ”

These things circulating in the dark world, probably no one except Darth knew about them, and these anecdotes quickly aroused the interest of others, and even Liadelin put down the books in her hand and watched Darth chatter curiously.

"But even so, the Gulabash Arena can attract a lot of real gladiators to participate every year, and the competition and spectacle are very strong, and the winning squad can get at least 5W gold coins and a lot of eye-catching rewards, but every year, that arena can bring at least 30W or even more income to the goblins, phew, those profiteers!"

Darth probably remembered the not-so-good experience and couldn't help but curse, but soon introduced the others to the information about the gladiator tournament.

"But the really powerful gladiators don't look down on the place where the Gulabash Arena sells dog meat with a sheep's head, they generally spend all their energy on the three major gladiator competitions, the Blood Mallet and the Blood Ring Arena once a year, but I heard that the place is controlled by the slave owners of the orcs and ogres, and it is difficult for foreigners to get ahead, and the 2-year Doom Hammer is different, probably the custom brought by the orc invasion more than 20 years ago, the Doom Hammer participates in a variety of gladiators, and even I heard that there are some dragons and imprisoned demons who hone their skills to participate, it is really fair, and the rewards and glory of winning are beyond imagination。 ”

Speaking of this, the dragon man pursed his lips, a trace of yearning flashed in his eyes, and he said,

"It's probably hard for us people in the light world to imagine the glory of the champion of the Hammer of Doom gladiator competition, there is no king in the world of darkness, but if you have to choose one, on the day when the Hammer of Doom closes every 2 years, the person who stands at the top is the king in everyone's hearts, because he is the strongest! It is so strong that everyone is convinced, and the Gladiator Contest of the Hammer of Doom is very cruel, from the first to the present, almost no one can win in a row, which is why the Gladiator Contest of the Hammer of Doom is becoming more and more popular, cruel and fair. ”

Das glanced at the expressions of the people around him, and said,

"Don't believe it, do you know why the Assassin League has become more and more powerful in recent years? It's because from the beginning of the first Hammer of Doom gladiator tournament to the present, it is the only force that has won the top three seats in 10 consecutive editions, and has won the championship twice, which proves their strength, there are not so many rules in the dark world, the strong is king, and frankly speaking. ”

The dragonman glanced at the thoughtful Sun King,

"Frankly speaking, even if our strongest Sun King His Majesty is thrown into the gladiatorial arena, he may not be able to win the championship, this world is very big, I can't say when I will jump to a blockbuster guy, speaking of which, there seems to be a family in the Quel'Salas Elves that is very famous in the dark world, Sangunar, Your Majesty, have you heard?"

The question made Kael'thas frown,

"Sangunar is loyal to the Sunseeker family, but to be honest, I really didn't know that they had a connection to the dark world, and the rulers of Quel'Thalas didn't care much about the family affairs of their subordinates, as long as it didn't affect the running of the country, what they liked to do was their own business. And as far as gladiatorial tournaments are concerned, I don't think my people are likely to be of much interest. ”

"It's hard to say, Your Majesty. ”

Darth smiled and rubbed his hands, revealing an extremely philistine expression, " Sometimes, in order to attract more gladiators, those slave owners will come up with a lot of strange and precious things, especially for mages like you, many rare things will appear in the prizes of gladiatorial tournaments, and there is another reason why the hammer of doom is famous, the winner can take everything from the loser unconditionally, life is only the most basic thing, if a strong man like you has an enemy, I think the hammer of doom is a good gladiatorial arena. ”

Hearing this, Kael'thas just chuckled and shook his hand, when it came to wealth, he could laugh at almost everyone in the entire Azeroth, and when it came to hatred, the Sun King rubbed his chin and sighed regretfully, it is estimated that Arthas will not come to participate in this gladiatorial tournament.

Otherwise, he wouldn't mind making a break with Arthas on a battlefield where the winner has everything and the loser loses everything.

But the Sun King soon reacted, and he looked at Dick with strange eyes,

"Speaking of which, you just said that you were going to participate in the Gladiator Tournament, but in your current situation, do you really want to fight?"

Dick was stunned for a moment, then smiled dumbly,

"Of course not, although I have two invitations in my hand, I know my situation very well, let's be a spectator, and when the tournament is over, we can go inside the Hammer of Doom to look for the Sindra elves, there are so many fish and dragons in that place, even if Santis Feather Moon comes, it will be difficult to find our traces. ”

"Wait!"

After hearing Dick's words, Darth hurriedly shouted, so that everyone's eyes were focused on him, and the dragonman's expression became solemn,

"My lord, if you really have an invitation in your hand, and it is also a gladiator invitation, you may have to be careful, according to the rules of the hammer of doom, even if you do not participate in the competition, as long as you are present, you will be regarded as a gladiator, generally speaking, it is not allowed to challenge this kind of gladiator who has no intention of fighting, you can also choose to refuse in the face of the challenge, but it is difficult to say whether there is a conspiracy, if there is, you are likely to be forced to play due to some situation. ”

Darth's words landed, and Dick's relaxed expression became serious, he didn't believe in coincidences anymore, so he was sure that this gladiator tournament would not be too peaceful.

The paladin rubbed his teeth, this feeling of being surrounded by intrigue would definitely not be too good, but he looked at Kael'thas beside him, who was leisurely and began to bask in the sun, and couldn't help but laugh again,

"So, Your Majesty the Sun King, would you be interested in forming a team with me?"

On the other side, when Dick and the others were slowly moving towards the Hammer of Doom, Anduin, who was following Lao Chen and had already entered the area near the Gladiatorial Arena of the Hammer of Doom, looked at everything around curiously, there were people everywhere!

It's no exaggeration to say that the people of all dresses and races are not good people at first glance, and they have set up camp in this specially leveled area, and there are goblin merchants pushing carts selling all kinds of things nearby, and this bustling crowd makes this place look full of eccentric energy.

It also gave Anduin and Median beside him a real sense of adventure, the two guys looked like they didn't have enough eyes, and the decorations on their bodies made them the target of many three-handed people, but with Lao Chen, these guys all held their wrists and ran away with a muffled grunt or wail.

It wasn't until the strange combination arrived at their camp that Anduin glanced back with a sigh of relief, and a tall, black-haired human gladiator with twin swords had just turned into the opposite corner, followed by a slender High Elf.

The familiar back made Anduin can't help but scream,

"Father!"

"What?"

Lao Chen glanced back at Anduin, who scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly, "It's nothing, Uncle Chen, I just saw... A man is very much like my father. ”

Median laughed and nudged Anduin, "Come on, little Anduin, His Majesty Varian is in Stormwind now, he won't come to this kind of place, you must be dazzled." ”

Anduin also felt that he was dazzled, according to his father's current character, he would never come to this kind of place, so the little prince sighed in amazement, and followed Lao Chen into the tent, but the next moment, the figure of Lagosh flashed out from the corner of the wall, Valera looked at the gladiators patrolling left and right with some curiosity, and asked softly,

"What are you looking for?"

"Uh... Nothing, I just... I just felt like there was a very special person here, right over there, like... It's like someone who is related to me by blood, maybe I'm thinking too much, let's go, Valera, let's go find Rhaegar, it's time to sign up. ”