Chapter 680: The Real Ghost Wolf (2/4)

This is the arena, the ancient bloody arena.

The next contestants, each of them is ready to die on the field, since the opponent is Fasqi and the king of the tide, then there is no room for relaxation in this game, either you die or I die.

In this case, Jiang Zai didn't believe that the three guys didn't do their best and opened the hole cards.

The tide of battle continues to deteriorate, and the trio has been cornered with no way to fight back.

Ragash became more and more courageous, but he still couldn't stop the Naga Siren's four hands and four weapons, and it was obvious that the Naga Siren's weapons were better than Ragash's weapons, and it didn't take long for Lagash's two heavy swords to break!

He could have barely resisted, but in this case, how could he still resist?

"Lagash! Catch the sword! ”

In a corner of the audience, one of Regal's orcs threw two heavy swords at Lagash.

But within a few minutes, the two swords were cut off again.

The orcs threw it again, but it was not a heavy sword, but a battle axe, because they didn't have many heavy swords, just a few, each of which was worth a hundred gold, which was not something that ordinary people could afford.

Ragash was obviously not good at using the tomahawk, and the tomahawk had a wooden handle, and its defense was not as good as that of the heavy sword, and this time it didn't even take 30 seconds before it broke again.

If this is to face others, even if it is a minotaur or an ogre, Lagash dares to fight hand-to-hand, so that the other party does not even have a chance to use weapons.

But the Naga Siren's speed is too fast, there are too many weapons, and the weapons are too good, at least two of them are epic weapons with the characteristics of "severing" and "armor piercing", how dare he get close?

You can only flee.

Forced to flee!

Valera was forced to have no way to get close at all, and Regal had already used his shaman ability, but the King of the Sea Tide was indeed too strong, and at the legendary level, although Regal could barely resist, it was obviously not long in time.

What to do?

"Release me, little girl! The man you love is going to die, release me, and I'll help you kill that Naga Siren, kill the Gorgons and Naga warriors, and help you kill Rhaegal and set you free! A voice full of demagogic power sounded in Valera's head.

"Never!"

Valera gritted her teeth, her body faltering, and her two daggers slashed through the afterimages, fending off Fasqui's magic arrows.

If this is an ordinary dagger, it can't be stopped at all.

Her two daggers are the heirlooms of the Sangunar family, with epic quality, and they are also fortunate to be enchanted by the legendary mage, and have a strong "demon-breaking" power, which can be supported in Fasqi's infinite arrow feathers.

She glanced at Gash and saw that there were several more scars on the man's body, the speed of the Naga Siren was too fast, Lagash couldn't run at all, and the heavy armor limited his speed, but it couldn't stop the attack of the four long swords, he ......

It won't last long!

"Tsk, the High Elves are really ruthless enough, and they actually watched their beloved man die step by step? I could smell the blood on him, so sweet. I guess he's dead, Naga must not mind enjoying the food, right? ”

The bewitching voice sounded again, and Valera's heart trembled.

This time, she faltered!

How could she see him die with her own eyes?

How many times, it was he who protected himself!

If it weren't for him, I'm afraid I would have died in gladiatorial battles again and again, right?

Even without his encouragement, even if he wasn't killed by others, he would sink in his addiction and become a ghost or a ghost, right?

He is a man who has no past, he is a man who has lost his memory.

But she could see that he was by no means a simple man, and that he might well even have a prominent status, and that his conversation and opinions far exceeded those of anyone she knew.

People like him shouldn't die here!

He was born a gladiator, he did not belong to the arena, his world should be wider, the whole world should be his stage!

"I promise ......"

Valera made the toughest decision.

She knew what a terrible creature was sealed in her, and she knew what kind of disaster would happen if she released this creature, and maybe the entire human world and Quel'Thalas would not be at peace.

Once this guy runs away, it won't be so easy to catch him back!

She didn't even know if he would kill herself and Lagash as soon as she released him.

But at this time, does she have any other choice?

No matter what, she couldn't watch him die!

Valera decides to break the seal!

The human world? The Kingdom of the High Elves?

Sorry, I'm just an underage kid and I can't care about that much......

Valera is gloomy and wants to give up resistance and unleash forces that do not belong to this world.

Just then, she heard a voice, a wolf howl.

A wolf howl rang out from the other side of the arena.

A wolf shadow, an illusory blue-white wolf shadow, roaring in the sky.

At this moment, all the viewers who are paying attention to this battle can see this illusory wolf shadow like a spirit.

Its long roar shook the soul, it had no regard for everything around it, and its appearance obscured the brilliance of all.

"It's a great being......"

At this moment, the same realization appeared in everyone's hearts, and what they saw was a noble soul, a soul that transcended the ordinary.

And this soul appeared in the body of Lagash.

Ragash, who was covered in bruises, also let out a roar of rage at the same time as the wolf shadow appeared.

Then I saw the wolf shadow disappear, but his speed suddenly increased a lot, and he avoided the four sharp swords of the Naga Siren like lightning, and then struck out, jumped up like a wolf, and then flew up with a punch and smashed directly into one of Naga Siren's arms!

Then I saw that the arm of the Naga Siren hung down softly and was directly abolished.

The audience was in an uproar.

How powerful must that be?

Although the arms of the Naga Siren are slender, they are covered with fine and hard scales, which is normal for an orc warrior or a minotaur warrior to break with a single punch, but how can a human, even if it is a strong human, do it?

"He's really a ghost wolf......"

Rhaegal took the time to see this scene, and his heart chuckled.

Lagash, ghost wolf, that's what the orcs say.

This human gladiator he picked up from the beach, after winning the gladiatorial fights again and again, received this title, but it was only a title, showing his bravery, speed and wildness.

But now, he actually saw the wolf soul from his body!

He's a shaman, and he's able to summon wild wolf spirits.

But in front of the great wolf soul just now, what is the ordinary wolf soul he summoned?

"He's the one chosen by the wolf god, he's a real ghost wolf! He doesn't belong to me anymore...... I should have known how someone like him could belong to me......"

Regal felt bitter in his heart.

Even though he had decided not to participate in gladiatorial competitions after accepting the shamanic teachings, he would concentrate on serving as an advisor to the Grand Chief of the Saar, which was his last competition, and would return to Orgrimmar to train Kukaron with the Grand Chief of the Saarland and the commander, King Sarufar.

But it's over like this, and he's still unwilling!

Lagersh, Valera, let's finish the last two games, let's get the last title!