The awakening ritual of the elf druid is being carried out in an orderly manner, the old cow looks a little dazed, but he is actually walking very solidly on the way of the druid, and the stench in the elf's body has been dispelled by the smell of nightmare pollution, Vanessa just looks at some of the old cow's movements and the mobilization of the force of nature and feels very rewarding.

Just as she was wondering what words she should use to get some druid basics from the night elves after they woke up, a strange voice suddenly sounded not far away.

Her natural vigilance made her notice that something was wrong outside the door, the sound of thieves familiar to her, the sound of a sharp blade piercing her body.

In the next moment, they saw a ball of fireball glowing with a dark red glow and extremely high temperature flying towards them.

Vanessa didn't say a word, her waist was strong, her body was close to the ground, and she hid behind the old cow with a wrong step.

There's no way, the orcs advocate simple scores, they belong to the type where I am poor and I am glorious, and the poorer I am, the more glorious I am, there is no furnishings in the room, only the big body of the old cow is suitable for her as a meat shield.

The fireball carried the high temperature and smashed straight into the room, and the huge explosion accompanied by the impact directly interrupted the old cow's spell, and even made the honest man squirt blood, and fainted with serious injuries.

"Sorry...... I'm sorry......" Vanessa folded her hands, a little upset in her heart.

She subconsciously dodged the fireball, this is completely a modern person's conditioned reflex, she didn't realize how high her current fire resistance is, theoretically, the impact of the fireball will not cause much damage to her, at most it is a stumble, the high temperature attached to the flame can be exempted, she should help the old cow carry this blow.

Not to mention that people are casting spells to save people, Lao Niu is still a very standard healing profession!

What now? She gave her only heal at the beginning of the game......

Vanessa squinted her eyes and looked at the swarming in not far away, the orcs with sharp blades in their hands, and their own healing profession that had become seven full-fledged was speechless for a while.

I am responsible, but the fire resistance of the old cow is too low! He has a responsibility of his own! In a world as dire as deteriorating as Azeroth, can it be done without fire resistance? The old cow still has short hair, little knowledge, and lacks the understanding of the cruel truth of the world.

"What's the situation?" Orcs didn't understand her lingua franca, and the orcs who were still guarding the door were already in a mess with the blade-wielding orcs as she spoke.

It can be seen that there is a difference between the two, the orcs they come into contact with during the day are all green-skinned and relatively peaceful, while now this group of orcs that suddenly appeared is dark red-skinned, and their expressions are hideous.

The dark red-skinned orc forced its way into the room with huge casualties, and a dark red-skinned orc caster looked at Vanessa with a bloodthirsty face, and he spat out a string of unknown words before his body suddenly swelled and triggered a scorching explosion in less than two seconds.

The shockwave repelled a crowd of greenskinned orcs, and with the caster's self-detonation, the dark-skinned orcs broke through the greenskins' defenses, and they rushed straight into the room.

This is here to deal with the Night Elves? Do you want to protect yourself? Before Vanessa could think about it, she saw that the other party ignored the unconscious night elf druid and rushed straight towards her, she was depressed for a while, the other party was coming for her.

"For the Burning Blade Clan! For the Horde! The dark-skinned orcs were all fanatical, shouting what she didn't understand, and rushed in.

Who the hell are you? The conscience of heaven and earth, Vanessa doesn't know these people at all!

Her weapons were all taken away by the orcs, and now she is unarmed, seeing that the other party's dagger brings a gust of wind and stabs her head-on, she is a little annoyed in her heart, a group of rough orcs, you don't play with axes, you dare to play daggers with me?!

She stepped back into the front, twisted her waist and reached out, grabbing the other's wrist to snatch the dagger over.

grabbed a handful, didn't move, the opponent's skills were almost none, and the dagger was used like a street hooligan, only two simple actions such as stabbing and chopping. But this wrist strength is really strong, not to mention strong and powerful, the wrist is like a big mallet, especially thick, and I didn't catch it this time.

Vanessa was unfazed, she had a lot more experience dancing on the tip of a knife than she did flying.

It was clear that five dark red orc assassins were besieging her, but she still fought back one by one in an orderly manner.

If she didn't grab the other party's wrist, she should have grabbed it as a press, and at the same time jumped and pressed her own weight.

At this time, the orc's wrist strength could not withstand it, the wrist sank, the body leaned forward, and the entire stabbing action was deformed.

Vanessa used a side kick that resembled taekwondo, stepping on the opponent's knee with her left foot, her body was raised by force, her right foot was raised, and her waist and legs were used at the same time, and a kick was made in the orc's shoehorn-like face.

After the kick was finished, she jumped back with her strength, reached out with her left hand, and grabbed the opponent's dagger.

The orc's dagger was a little too heavy, and the blade was not the small and agile type used by humans, but had jagged serrations, like the teeth of some kind of beast.

Vanessa spun the dagger in the palm of her hand for half a circle, held it with her backhand, and when it fell to the ground, her arm was thrown back very casually, and the dagger was stabbed into the throat of the other orc.

Between the rise and fall of the rabbit, she killed one person, severely injured one person, with the agility far beyond the other party, she also had a bit of a big fan at this time, killing people like art, they are all artists, they are pianists, and the music they play is called death.

Orcs didn't expect to kill their targets and have good melee abilities, but fear was never in the orc's lexicon, they could fall, they could do anything for their strength, and they could ignore the overall situation and assassinate Vanessa against the wishes of the orc chief at this critical moment, but they were never afraid.

No matter how cruel Vanessa's methods are, the orcs will not be afraid! Can you Vanessa be more ruthless than Sargeras? The big boss of the Burning Legion went down to earth, and he could beat it, but he didn't say anything, as long as the orcs wanted to, they would dare to go up and split an axe!

The orc assassins did not hesitate in the brow of their moves, and they rushed forward angrily in a language that Vanessa did not understand.

Are you angry? I'm still angry! Who did I recruit and who did I mess with?

The orc assassins all had red eyes, which was an outward manifestation of bloodshot eyes caused by anger and excitement, and it was more of an adjective to say that the eyes were red. Vanessa is different, her eyes are really red, there are billowing flames flowing in her eye sockets, and the temperature around her instantly rises by twenty degrees, she is very angry! She's!