"Hello."

The young man sitting in the prison next to Light Blood nodded calmly at Light Blood and smiled faintly.

"Uh...... Hello. Light Blood hesitated, but politely nodded back.

Foam God, huh...... Not very impressive.

But to be able to come here, it must not be simple......

Is it a friend? …… Is it the enemy? Why did he come here? And why wasn't he killed as an undead? Why...... After a moment of silence, countless thoughts boiled in the minds of the light blood.

In the end, Light Blood couldn't bear it anymore, took a deep breath, and tried to ask, "Are you ......?"

"Have you eaten?"

“……”

However, the dark ranger man named Moshen didn't have much expression, just smiled and nodded at Light Blood, no sadness or joy.

It's a tough character!

Light blood has been secretly defined. However, to deal with this kind of person, light blood...... The most insightful.

Hehe......

"You...... Is there a guild? Do you want to join me in playing with the Apocalypse? ”

“……”

This time, although Moshen still smiled at Light Blood, he was obviously stunned by Light Blood's words, and finally shook his head and said, "Let's get down to business." You and that NPC orc should also participate in Samuro's trials, right? ”

"That's right." Light Blood nodded, then looked at Moshen and then at the Death Hammer in the beast pen opposite him, a little stunned, "You and he should have been captured for fighting in the city, right?" ”

"That's right."

Before the foam god could speak, the death hammer on the other side actually answered first.

Moshen shrugged his shoulders and said calmly, "We fought in Thorn Ridge, and then we met again in the city not long ago, so we fought. ”

"Then you, an undead, how can you enter the orc city safely?" Light Blood couldn't help but ask.

Moshen still kept smiling and said, "It's nothing, it's just a task." Tell you that you are defenseless and want to know? ”

Lightblood nodded immediately.

"Forget it, that's the mission of the undead, it's useless to tell you, I still won't say it."

“……”

Just as Lightblood was about to ask, a group of orc soldiers suddenly walked in.

Then, needless to say, there was another mess, and a group of people, including Lightblood, Foam, Salim, and Deathhammer, were taken out of the barn by the orc soldiers and transferred to the gladiatorial arena.

The gladiatorial arena, the architecture of the orc tribe that has risen in recent years. It was born in some way by absorbing human culture.

However, compared to the human gladiatorial arena, which was only an entertainment place for the aristocracy, and the existence of watching slaves fighting as a pastime, the gladiatorial arena of the orc tribe was more serious and solemn, and even the sacred Makgoras were generally held in the gladiatorial arena.

Because, the current Great Chief of the Beast Clan, Sal, was raised by a Terran officer since he was a child...... Raised in the form of a gladiator.

It's not a good experience, and it can even be described as miserable. But instead of being ashamed of it, Saar bravely confronted this history. He also admitted that without that experience, he would not be where he is now, and he may ...... There are no current beast tribes either.

Thrall was a lowly gladiator who climbed the ladder to the top of the world of Azeroth.

Therefore, the term gladiator has a very special meaning in the beast tribe.

It is not the lowest person, but the brave man who rebels against fate.

Here, no one cares about your race, no one cares about what mistakes you make, and no one cares if you're pathetic or hateful.

Here you can earn dignity, earn honor, win freedom, and even ...... Earn the Chieftaincy.

Gambling with your life, what you have to pay...... It's your courage!

Use your fists to win everything!

A few years ago, the legendary hero Lexa Rema (orc and ogre hybrid blood), in the gladiatorial arena, witnessed by countless people, in the form of Makgora, killed the powerful former ogre chieftain Kogor, and became the new ogre chief until now.

It was then that the ogres officially joined the orc tribe.

"There's no fight for you tonight, so get some good sleep. The lads of the Frostwolf Clan, the slaves of the Warsong Clan, the elves and the undead, and ...... Others! Pray that tomorrow you will still see the moon. ”

The blessing of death, like a mockery of life, but ......

Will I die?

In the gladiator cage in the dark, stubborn and sarcastic eyes lit up.

Amusing! It's just them who die!

……

Under the moonlight, another fleet of undead sailed through the sea.

However, this time it was not the undead army that came, but the players of the undead camp.

After a day of baptism, the three major clans of the guild will be killed, and the system feels that it is almost balanced, and finally wants to release the undead players.

And in the eternal sea east of the orc tribe Durontar, there is a fleet docked here, and in the middle there is a huge warship.

If you take a closer look, you'll be amazed...... Isn't that a steel mothership?!

Yes and no.

This is a mothership belonging to the undead, but it is of the same class as the steel mothership. The undead have found the relevant design, and they have been imitated and transformed in the same way.

Now this is where the Queen of Darkness, Sylvanas Windranger, is located.

In the mothership, Sylvanas stood left and right, dozens of them in a row, all of them were heroes of her faction, and even Slen Ghost Song and the Dreadlord who had been in command of the Terran Alliance fleet not long ago had also returned.

If Sylvanas threw them all, or even half of them, to Theramore, Orgrim, or Camp Tarundis, any of them.

All three of these places may be in danger.

However, she did not do so, or was unmoved.

Whether or not these three cities are conquered is not important to her at all. The only thing that can make her happy is ......

Corpse!

The corpse of the Faction Hero!!

The corpse of a legendary hero!!

When he saw the corpse of the legendary hero of the Orc tribe, Rock Khan, the Night Hunter, Sylvanas was surprised to see what he hadn't seen for a long time, even if the undead paid a very heavy price for it.

But it's all worth it.

War is only in the service of strategy. And strategy must have its core interests.

And this is what Sylvanas really wants to start the war.

Sylvanas looked at the dozens of heroes of the camp under him, and the ethereal voice reached the ears of one of them,

"Our companions will increase, our strength will grow, but our true enemies will remain strong. We need to pay more. Now I don't need you to sacrifice for this war, but in the near future, you will have to give everything for me. ”

Speaking of which, Sylvanas couldn't help but look at the northern sky.

At that moment, she was so eager to break into the continent called Northrend.

Arthas, if it kills you, it can end everything.