Sure enough, halfway through the race, a terrifying scream was heard from the depths of the cave, and a wave of fear began to spread throughout the Wailing Cavern.

The Great Fish-Man has no ability to speak, and it constantly casts nightmares in its body, and the velociraptors, wind snakes, and some turtles that pass by them all fight each other like crazy, and their outbursts severely affect Vanessa's speed.

Inherited from the cruel barb of Dafan, slashing left and right, the other hand tightly dragged the still unconscious druid, she exerted her speed to the extreme, if there was really no way, she turned into a fire eagle in the open, two eagle talons grabbed the unconscious druid, flew over the head of a group of crazy swift dragons, and forcibly broke through.

"Purification...... Purification is needed here......" Burned by her flames, the unconscious elven druid slowly awakened.

He didn't see what was holding him, only that it looked like a fire.

Vanessa's eyes rolled twice, and she was rarely silent, pretending to be an inanimate object.

She was a little weak-hearted, her own energy control level was too poor, although the flames temporarily awakened this druid, but she also burned most of the elf's flowing silver long hair and beard, which was originally very elegant, but now with this Mediterranean hairstyle, how weird does it look like......

The other party quickly fainted again, there was no way, she flew too badly, the speed was fast and slow, up and down, left and right, normal people couldn't stand it, let alone a weak druid.

Vanessa, like a drunken meteor, staggered out of the herd and took on a human form again.

I touched the sweat on my forehead, and I still need to continue to practice hard!

Draggers dragged unconscious druids to a passage to the surface of the Wailing Cavern, and raised their eyes just in time to see a minotaur in a robe peering inside.

“Come on！ Come on！ Keep up! "Throw the druid who gets in the way to the minotaur, and if the other party wakes up and asks what is going on with his hair, ask the minotaur to take responsibility!

She mixed English and lingua franca, spoke words that the other party didn't understand, took two long legs, and rushed out in a hurry.

The honest minotaur looked at the unconscious mentor, and then at the heated scene in the depths of the cave that seemed to be about to explode, and hurriedly followed Vanessa's footsteps.

The Wailing Cave, the terrain of *** is complicated, it is caused by the evolution of the land over the years, the environment here is very closed, and there is only one crack in the passage to the outside, which was opened up little by little by the druid with his followers, and it is not difficult to get out.

As hot as the Cave Fryer, the Big Fishmen constantly cast nightmares on various creatures, causing them to swarm out and rush out to retrieve the druid.

Vanessa doesn't care about that, she's like a heroine who has escaped the clutches of aliens, running away like crazy.

She ran out without saying anything, and turned into an eagle hiding in the treetops to watch the hole, even if she flew poorly, it was faster than running.

She waited a full five minutes before the burly minotaur druid ran out with his elven mentor on his back, bewildered.

She turned into a human form again, beckoned to the old cow, and motioned for us to continue running.

"Moo moo......" The Minotaur's expression is very rich, and his body language is also very charming, he even speaks with gestures, but unfortunately Vanessa didn't understand a word.

There's no way, the language is not comprehensible, although Dafan's bodyguard Mr. Heavy Punch is a minotaur, but he is a minotaur slave who was tied up by a goblin, and he left the group at a very young age, and he doesn't know minotaur language at all.

"You want to? ......" she frowned slightly.

The minotaur placed the unconscious mentor on the ground, stopped and drew a very quaint symbol on the ground.

"No, absolutely not, the enemy will catch up in a moment! Run! She shook her head again and again, how could she stop now? You're kidding!

In reality, there is no setting that the copy monster can't be released.,Those messy monsters rush out in one go.,Who can withstand hundreds or thousands?

And where are they now? Barren Land! Listening to the name, you know that it is a feng shui treasure land where chickens don't poop and birds don't lay eggs, and the degree of poverty is not inferior to that of the western wilderness.

Because of the hot springs inside, there was still some vegetation above the Wailing Cave, and when they ran out of the three miles, it was all barren as far as the eye could see, not to mention trees, not even grass.

It's not realistic to wake up this unconscious druid now, Vanessa hurriedly stopped the minotaur, and you don't look at the pursuers behind you? This kind of fighting method of fighting while saving and fighting is the stupidest! Can't we find a safe place?

Running and running, she had to stop because they were surrounded in the wilderness......

A patrol of three orcs and two trolls was watching them from a distance in a semi-encircled position.

The orcs are armed with battle axes, followed by their wolves, these three orcs can't tell their age, but their muscles are bulging, like a group of bodybuilding champions, in terms of physical fitness, they are indeed much stronger than humans.

Trolls were the usual stereotype, tall and thin, with long fangs, and their spears glowing with teal, apparently poisoned.

The orc at the head yelled at her, but unfortunately she didn't understand a single one.

Do you want to shout two lok tars? What do you mean in terms of power and glory?

"Huh? ...... We, passing by! This one...... Come here, old cow, and explain to your tribesmen, we're passing by! Vanessa explained for a long time, and found that the other party obviously didn't understand her sign language, so she quickly pulled the minotaur druid who had been running crazy behind her.

You're all tribal, so you should speak the same language, right?

It turns out how backward the tribe is in the popularization of Mandarin, what minotaurs and orcs are like a family is fake, everyone is just an alliance, not mixed, minotaurs have their own territory and cultural traditions, and this minotaur druid next to him will not speak orc words.

Vanessa didn't understand what Vanessa said, no one understood what the minotaur druids said, and no one understood what the orcs said but their own.

The three chickens and ducks talked for a long time, and found that no one could understand what anyone said.

Vanessa's thin and helpless image is deeply rooted in people's hearts, and the orcs don't think she is much of a threat, but when they find the night elf druid being carried by the minotaur, they immediately become vigilant.

When it comes to their mentors, the minotaurs argue with each other, and the end result is that they are taken together to a nearby orc camp called Crossroads.

Vanessa had a chance to escape, but she still needed the druid to wake up and show her way, so she had to follow and hand in her weapon.

No orcs could be found in the camp who could speak the human language and the Minotaur, so they had to set off again for Orgrimmar, the capital of the tribe, under the strict guard of the orc patrol.