The man with the blood of the black wolf gradually merges with the powerful NPC in his memory.

[Rez], sure enough, is the next patriarch of the orc tribe. Originally, as Nord Stream knew, the old patriarch of the orc tribe had only one son, who was called [Rez]. At that time, the patriarch died of illness, and [Rez] became the patriarch of the orc tribe, and when the Dark Age came, he led the orcs to stay in the Emmett steppe, and Nord Stream they had come to the orc tribe for refuge.

At that time, the imperial capital was lost, and the Carance player had no shelter and began a bumpy life of [journey]. After half a year of dark days, as the Human Alliance played a war song of resistance, the dark era came to an end in the next half a year.

However, the timeline is no longer right.

Nord Stream no longer expects things to go the way she wants, so now that she's here, she has to do something before things become irretrievable.

[Rez] is disgusted by cowards. He admired powerful opponents, so when Nord Stream entered the moment, he found that the person in the first seat had a familiar face of his own, and his thoughts were full of thoughts at the moment, and finally gave up the plan to lower his status negotiation, and directly took out the summoning banner of the Knights to reveal his identity.

Seeing the flag in Nord Stream's hand, the orc NPCs present all closed their mouths. The banner of the Knights can not be taken out by anyone. Nor can the flag be faked, for the flame of God is burning.

It was the fire of the god of war given by the king, the ancient fire, which could purify the dark and evil, and the people whose hearts were filthy could not touch this banner.

[Rez] looked directly at Nord Stream, and he showed a wicked smile, as if he was aroused.

Ding, Raze's opinion is increased by 10.

"Let a little girl be the executive leader? Has McGfield gone back to his hometown to farm?"

"Bang. ”

Nord Stream slammed the flag to the ground. Then she looked up at him, and her blue eyes were as cold as ice. "I will prove that I can afford to carry this flag. Prince Rez, I'm here just to get answers. ”

"Oh, the answer? I don't think we can give you any answer. ”

Nord Stream said bluntly, "My trip represents the entire Carance Empire. Master Hubert has given me the power to rule over the Order, and I cannot disappoint him. Looking into Rez's eyes, "The orc tribe cannot be wiped out. ”

Rez sneered, "Just a hundred people, do you really think you can withstand a million monster army?"

Beixi raised his eyebrows, "Could it be that the brave and warlike orc warriors are ready to eat melon seeds and watch the show on the side?"

"Bang!" Rez's face turned cold, "Are you insulting us?"

"I'm just trying to get the meaning of Prince Rez's words from the other side. Although our strength is shallow, we have the power of light. We are not afraid of the dark, and the orc tribe, against the warriors of darkness, what advantage do they have?"

"Once hit by a monster, the demonic energy enters the body, and the darkness seizes the will, what method does the orc tribe use to disperse it?"

"Didn't our arrival add to the fighting power of the orc tribe? Do you still think that the human race is still the weak race of the past?"

"Even if you're good. But this is war, and it is really arrogant for one person to try to dominate the war. Orc Elder [Johnny] spoke coldly, mockingly.

"No, it's not up to you. Nord Stream glanced at them, "It's me." ”

Then he looked at Rez, "We've come all the way to the orc tribe to help. The relationship between the orc tribe and the Calance has always been very friendly, and this trip was also on the order of the King, remembering the long-term friendly relations between the orc tribe and our country, and sending the elite troops of the Karance here. However, your suspicions, suspicions, and distrust really make everyone sad. ”

Bei Stream saw that Rez's expression gradually softened and began to think, and sighed in his heart, he couldn't push too hard.

With a soothing tone, Beixi said again: "Of course, this is your orc's territory, and I can't be the master." I just want to know, do you have a chance of winning tomorrow?"

"We orc warriors are strong and brave, how can we not have a chance of winning? But you humans are too arrogant? Do you really think that a few hundred people can turn the tide of the battle? Look at your small body, I can kill with one finger. Oh, I don't mean anything bad when I say that, I'm just telling the truth. ”

The three-meter-tall orc standing in the corner walked up behind Johnny, flicked his middle finger, and said this to Nord Stream.

The other orcs burst out laughing.

Rez sat lazily in his chair, smiling at all this.

Nord Stream was silent for two seconds, then looked at Rez.

"I want to learn what a noble orc warrior can do. I don't know, it's possible?"

The corners of Reze's mouth twitched, "It's worth looking forward to." ”

Ding, Raze's opinion is increased by 10.

The gladiatorial arena of the orcs is not inferior to the arena of Carlance.

Hearing that humans had challenged the orcs, the militants went to the arena one after another, ready to watch the show.

"It's so hilarious. ”

After being brought into the central area by the NPC, everyone was surprised by the thriving streets. I didn't expect there to be so many orcs in this central area.

The orcs in the past looked at them and smiled kindly, but unlike the place they stayed in before, the orcs were vigilant and scared one by one, which made the atmosphere tense.

"This is the central area. Lollipop said coldly.

"It's like our imperial capital, even if the monsters are fighting, there are other areas to drag, and they can't spread here at present. The curse lord said.

After looking around, he said, "There are quite a lot of players. ”

The player chooses to spawn in Karans, followed by race. There are many races in the prosperous world, either strong or weak, and after choosing, the place where the player is born is a small novice village or tribe or small town in the territory of the race. Before level 70, it is almost impossible to meet players of other races.

Their arrival caused an uproar.

As Zhijiu said, there are a lot of players here. Because the game divides the player's world into the NPC's world, compared to the calmness and incomprehension of the passerby NPC, the mood of the orc player shows a huge contrast.

NPCs have NPCs that are strong.

And for players, there are also kings who belong to them.

"So the rumors are true. ”

"Tomorrow the orc tribe will be able to save it. ”

"It's the Legend Group, the Legend Group! What about Nord Stream? Do you see Nord Stream?"

"Hey, it doesn't seem like there's Rashomon. ”

"Where are they going?"

"The Colosseum. ”

With a tidal wave of discussions, the group followed the NPC into the huge orc gladiatorial arena.

As soon as they walked out of the passage, a huge cheer rushed towards them like a tidal wave, and the momentum was like a rainbow, almost suffocating them. But they are all people who are used to seeing this kind of scene, and they all look calm in addition to surprise.

The fan asked the NPC, "Excuse me, what are you bringing us here?"

The NPC snorted coldly, "Naturally, it's a battle." ”

Leave directly with a word. A group of people who left a circle of confusion. Then, the voice of Nord Stream came from overhead, "Hey!"

They hurriedly looked up, and Nord Stream stood on the observation deck of the gladiatorial arena, propped up on the railing and looked down on them.

"Beibei, what's going on?"

They are scratching their heads. Nord Stream didn't mention anything to them, so they asked the NPC to bring it over.

With a lukewarm expression, Nord Stream raised his chin and motioned for them to look at the center of the gladiatorial arena.

Everyone looked.

The two-meter-tall minotaur, holding a heavy battle axe, was greeted with cheers and worship from the entire gladiatorial arena at this time.

The voice of Nord Stream reached their ears in this huge cheer, clear and cold. "Tell them who is the king in this field. ”

"Huh. ”

Ukiyo-e smiled disdainfully at the moment and strode over to the railing, "I'm sorry, I want this bull's head." ”

Hold it up with one hand and jump down neatly.

With the entry of ukiyo-e, the entire gladiatorial arena fell silent for a while. When ukiyo-e walked up to the minotaur, the whole venue was booed again.

This is quite normal.

A psychological tactic to suppress the enemy.

But in the midst of the boos, the sound of cheering can still be faintly heard.

That's the player's voice.

"Is the opponent a human or an NPC?"

Nord Stream said: "NPC. This is just the first one, and there may be players after that. But..."

But it is estimated that no player will dare to take on this task.

Because the opponent is the legend group.

"Wow~ Ukiyo-e is the first to play. Lovely leaf pointed to the center of the field and patted [Midsummer] next to him, "Look, look." It's ukiyo-e. ”

Midsummer sighed, "Yezi, you're a little excited." ”

Cute Ye pouted aggrievedly, "Okay." What level of monster is that bull's head?"

Blue Scale replied lightly: "One hundred and thirty-one level bull head boss." ”

"Wow... Ukiyo-e will be fine if you go it alone?"

Qinglin leaned back in the chair with his head in his hands, raised his feet and put it on the back of the chair in front of him, and said leisurely, "You're too worried." Ukiyo-e is a Karansri, the top three magicians in output. Single-handedly a small boss, the matter of abusing and killing every minute. ”

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and there was smoke below.

"Hmph, looking at your weak little body, I'm not interested in starting. The bull head looked at the ukiyo-e and said disdainfully.

Ukiyo-e offered his scepter and looked up at the bull's head with an arrogant smile. "Don't worry, I promise to call you Dad!"

As the words fell, the flames detached from the scepter and swept through the battlefield in an instant. Ukiyo-e raised the scepter, and at this time, a red magic array flashed at the feet of the bull's head, and Ukiyo-e only said one word, "Die!"

The sky shook, the red clouds rolled, and the meteorites wrapped in flames fell one after another, and the range was the whole field!

The bull head wanted to escape, but as long as the magic array was marked under his feet, the meteorite would definitely fall on him.

You can't escape.

"Boom Boom"

The battle had begun, and the minotaur was completely surrounded by flames.

"Wow~" Hongjiao couldn't help but whistle excitedly at the railing.

"It's worthy of ukiyo-e..."The army of thousands smacked their lips, and after thinking for a long time, they couldn't think of adjectives to describe ukiyo-e's behavior.

"It's a forbidden spell when it comes up, it's indeed his style. Eternity grinned, he admired such an arrogant opponent.

When the flames were extinguished, the scorching breath remained in the entire venue for a long time.

Eyes gathered.

The cow's head, which was still contemptuously talking about ukiyo-e just now, was already lying on the ground. The health bar on the top of his head dropped to thirty percent.

An exclamation.

The NPCs in the stands were already dumbfounded.

"Amazing. ”

Qinglin whistled, "The name is well deserved." ”

Ukiyo-e walked up to the minotaur with the scepter in his hand and sneered, "Call Daddy." ”

The bull head was furious, clenching his axe and trembling to get up. The ukiyo-e scepter flicked, the flame whip raised a wild arc, "snap", and slammed the bull's head, the monster let out a scream, leaned around, and was about to fall to the ground, but after a few steps back, he finally stabilized his body, and the axe was horizontal in front of him, in a defensive posture.

This NPC combat style is designed to be the same as the player's.

Ukiyo-e didn't care if he was defensive or not, the flaming whip was connected to the tip of the scepter, and with a flick of his hand, it struck the opponent with a "snap".

The damage is not high, and after the boss is defended, it can only cause a few thousand HP.

But who cares?

As soon as the time for the ukiyo-e skill is up, the flaming whip disappears. The minotaur also withdrew his defensive stance, holding an axe, his nostrils bubbling out, and a charge, wanting to ram the ukiyo-e.

The man stepped back, sideways flashing, his chest separated from the horns only a few centimeters, time seemed to stand still, ukiyo-e raised the scepter in this second, and the fireball fell.

"Bang!"

Extremely fast detachment.

The bull's head is lying on the ground, how can there be a counterattack?

The difference between the boss and the player is that the boss's actions are always fixed and can be easily predicted.

A flame fell again.

Sudden loss of health.

Ukiyo-e put away the scepter, looked at the bull's head with a corpse, and said angrily, "Waste my blue value." If you ask you to call Daddy, you won't call it!"

The peacock holds its forehead above.

I wonder what this second cargo is going to do with a boss with a fixed design?

The crowd was also speechless.

But the cheers should still be given. The applause and cheers of hundreds of people seemed small in this huge venue. But no one cares.

"Applause should be given to the strong. I don't know who said that, so the orcs on the field gradually gave applause, from intermittent to intense.

Orc players actually wanted to cheer for a long time, but due to their identities and occasions, they could only hold back. As soon as Rez let go, he naturally gave them freedom.

Ukiyo-e pouted, with no sense of accomplishment. Nor did the applause resonate with him.

Nord Stream looked back at Rez and the embarrassed orc elders, "Do you still want to fight?"

Rez leaned back in his chair, looked at Nord Stream and smiled, "Sure enough, it's the elite team of Carlance." ”

"If this doesn't agree with our strength, I can send another person to fight the warriors of the orc tribe. ”

"Then let me see again. Rez smiled.

Nord Stream raised an eyebrow, "Save a little time, you can send several fighters at the same time." ”

Hearing this, Rez smiled.

The other orc elders trembled with anger, "Are you underestimating us?"

Nord Stream replied, "Underestimate, you will be mistaken." ”

I have never taken these people into my eyes, and I have never looked down on them.

Of course, Nord Stream will not say what is in their hearts.

"I just think my people have this kind of strength. ”

Nord Stream spoke with a strong confidence.

This made Rez want to see what this man's confidence looked like when it was shattered.

"Then take a look. ”.