When midnight came, except for the situation of the Night Elf Clan, the Beast Tribe and the Human Alliance were somewhat affected by the night, vision, fatigue and so on.

Only the undead continued to attack the city tirelessly.

"I'm a little worried."

Garrod Shadowsong watched the wave of attacks of the undead who had just been repelled under the city, and his expression was not happy at all, but was filled with a cloud of surprise.

"What are you worried about?"

A crisp female voice sounded from behind Garrod, who looked back at the person, smiled reluctantly, and said, "Are you here?" Mavi. ”

"Call me sister!"

The person who came was Mavi Shadowsong, who was supposed to lead the army in Shatterwood City, but suddenly appeared at Camp Tarundis!

But

Thinking of Mavena's most powerful sparkle in all of Azeroth, there were probably not many places she couldn't go.

Even if the Tarundis camp was now surrounded by the undead, Mavi could still easily cross over.

Mavi pursed her lips, her expression still resentful of Garrod not calling her sister. Why don't you like to call your sister when you grow up, it's so angry......

However, they all knew that now was not the time to dwell on this, and Mavi asked, "My side is already ready in Broken Wood City, as long as you choose an appropriate time to give me a signal, I can immediately lead the army to kill." If you work together inside and outside, you will definitely be able to defeat them. But hurry, as I arrived, I noticed a small number of undead starting to make their way to the Ashenvale Forest. ”

"Hmm." Garrod nodded, his gaze returned to the city, and turned his back to Mavi and said, "But I'm still a little worried. ”

"Worried about what?" Mavi asked again.

"Heroes of the undead faction."

"Huh?"

"Didn't you notice? So far, our side has killed three camp heroes, and we can't even get back the bones. But although the undead also suffered heavy losses, from beginning to end, not even a single faction hero appeared. This is a question that worries me a lot. ”

When Garrod said this, Mavi also noticed a little abnormality, and when she thought about it, she had really seen a lot of all kinds of undead all the way, but the heroes of the undead camp really couldn't see one.

Things must be reversed, this simple truth, Mavi still knows.

"Yes. There is indeed a problem......"

Garrod nodded, then said, "That's just one thing, there's another problem." Isn't the native creatures of Azhara, the Nadi, a little too quiet now?! ”

"Nadi?!" Mavi finally thought of a sea monster-like race that was very much related to the Night Elves, but was extremely "evil".

Garrod: "Yes, the Azhara region is only our territory in the Faction Division. But we all know that in fact most of the area is occupied by the Nadi people. But this time the undead invaded and saw them completely absent, which was too strange. ”

Mavi was about to say something more, but a new round of attacks by the undead under the city had been organized and killed.

"Leave it alone! Let's defeat the undead here. ”

……

"My knife is coming back......"

“……”

Watching the tavern keeper come back with a weapon in his hand, the expressions of Light Blood and Salim were very complicated. Both of them stared at each other nervously, for fear that the other would overreact.

Light Blood is also very entangled, if there is no one, he will take back the weapon and shine directly, and then use stealth to hide. But in front of everyone's eyes, not to mention whether it can be hidden without anyone seeing, it will be despised by orc NPCs just by fleeing in battle, will this affect the trials later.

But if you do it, you will disturb the peace in the city and will be arrested.

"Salim, why don't we find a jousting table or something?"

"Good advice." Salim nodded, but immediately shook his head again, "But I can't wait!" ”

Forced multiplier!

Forced dodge!

Almost at the same time, the two of them took back their weapons and directly released their skills.

And then...... I don't know if it's a long queen.

Four strong orcs dragged Lightblood and Salim to the pen in pairs, and along the way, the two newly-lost creatures kept upside down with their first finger, their third finger, and their fifth finger crooked.

The mental attacks were fought just as fiercely.

The animal pen is a place used by the orcs to keep wild beasts in captivity, and because the structural framework is designed to be suitable, it is used to temporarily imprison prisoners.

In the orc tribes, prisoners are not imprisoned for long periods of time, and are generally sentenced to slavery, or...... Gladiator!

Forced to participate in gladiatorial matches that the orc tribe admires, the severity of the offense defines how many matches need to be won in order to regain freedom.

And in the Sweet Water Oasis, there happens to be a very famous gladiatorial arena.

It also originated from migratory civilizations. They are brave and ruthless, and they gather together at the end of this migration along the ancient memories. Whether it's water contention, clan hatred, or racial hostility, strife and conflict are inevitable.

Over time, there was a specific area in the Sweetwater Oasis that was divided into fights. Later, the orcs came here, and the culture of the orcs also spread, and the sacred Makgoras were sought after by many of the native races here. A large gladiatorial arena was slowly built in this particular area.

"Light Blood, Level 30, Night Elf Adventurer, Demon Hunter, First Offender, Bad Attitude During Custody, Sentenced to Victory in Ten Gladiatorial Matches Below Level 50. You can't win ten victories, and you can't leave the arena forever. ”

"Salim! Level 30, Frostwolf Clan Juggernaut...... The eighty-eighth violation, and the bad attitude during the detention process......" The troll NPC who came to give the verdict looked at Salim with a smile on his face, his heart was entangled, and he shook his head and said, "Win five gladiatorial matches below level 50." ”

"Ten games! And I'm going to fight that elf! ”

"Shut up, do you think it's play?"

"Cut!"

Salim spat unhappily.

At this time, the troll NPC turned around and looked at the prison bar next to Salim (Salim's prison bar was opposite to Light Blood), and said,

"Death hammer! Level 33, Warsong Tribe Slave...... Win eight gladiatorial matches below level 50. ”

Dead hammer?

Salim finally looked to the side.

I saw a black and strong young man of the beast clan sitting there, and the man had been sitting there silently, as if he didn't care at all about his verdict.

But as soon as Assashi heard his name, he was immediately startled and looked at him intently.

This...... Isn't it just a young NPC from another hero template of the Orc Tribe?!

As long as he doesn't die, sooner or later he and Salim will grow into the heroes of the Orc Clan's faction. He's also a hidden man!

Everybody's here, that is......

System Prompt: In the third stage of the trial, win the gladiatorial match to restore your free body.

Really!

The shallow blood was finally relieved, and he wondered why he went to the Sweetwater Oasis, which was obviously a peaceful place. If you want to try, you might as well go to the wailing cave next to it, the original target is the gladiatorial arena. It is estimated that even if you are not caught, in the process of exploring the trial hints here, you should walk through the gladiatorial arena, and then the corresponding hints will be triggered.

At this moment, the troll NPC turned around again and walked to the prison bar beside Light Blood and shouted,

"Foam God! Level 31, Undead Adventurer, Dark Ranger, First Offender, Good Attitude, Verdict Five Gladiatorial Matches Below Level 50 Victory. You can't win five victories, and you can't leave the gladiatorial arena forever. ”

Well? ……

Hold the grass!

Adventurer? Undead? Dark Ranger?!