Bloody Eye. Red Fist, Bloor. Bearskin, Valera. Sangunar, this is Regal. A team of gladiators under the wrath of the earth, a combination of warriors, petty virtues, and thieves, and the winning team in the arena.

What?! Don't call it a thief, you changed your name to a stalker?!

A thief will always be a thief, and this name will always follow you when you can steal things in this class.

That being said, it's not a derogatory term either, well, thieves, it's also an honorable fighting profession. Well, aren't Tyrande's bananas the ones you thieves found?

Besides, that stupid cow in Orgrimmar City, Gamor, is also related to the Horde's thief quest.

'Gamor? In the city of Orgrimmar, there are only a few minotaurs walking around, is this cow among them? ’

In the arena, it is much quieter now, because there are thieves in the arena gladiatorial competition, and the thieves will stealth with one move, and they play with one hit. These viewers know that being quiet enough in such a fight can make the target of the thief or the thief more exciting.

Kazik also watched quietly, and in a slight whisper, Valera's figure quickly disappeared and disappeared into the shadows, sneaking!

The figure of the Blood Elf girl disappeared from sight, but she also only hid herself in the shadows, and did not really disappear without a trace.

Holding his breath, the traverser keenly sensed the subtle movement of air, which was Valella in action.

"Damn! The blood elf thief stalked, watch out behind his back. ”

The trio opposite, no, it should be the trio group, the gladiator captain shouted loudly to remind his teammates.

"Hey! Worry about yourself! ”

Bloody Eye. The red fist shouted, lifting the battle axe was a charge, and the goal of the orc warrior was the captain of the opponent.

"Watch out for thieves!"

Still a loud reminder, this orc, who was also a warrior, clenched his sword and parried the bloody eye. The axe that the red fist slashed over, his whole body swelled slightly and faintly burst out with bursts of red light, furious rage.

"Bloody Eye, I'm going to kill you, victory will be ours!"

Hearing the shouts of his captain, the other warrior also instantly turned to the bloody eye. Red Fist attacked.

"It's good to come!"

This orc warrior was not afraid, and the sharp axe in his hand was a sweep, and he slashed and slashed.

Three orcs, three warriors, they quickly became entangled. Bloody Eye. Red Fist is really strong, at least in Kazik's opinion, this orc is much more powerful than his two fellow orcs.

Without the protection of these two warriors, the orc shaman was left alone. To rush forward, he had to get close to his companions, the Blood Elf thieves were still lurking nearby, and he could be rescued if anything happened.

Before he could take two steps, several vines burst out of the arena's floor, and these thorny vines wrapped tightly around the orc shaman's ankles as if they were alive. Looking up at the opposite side of the arena, it was Bloor. Bearskin, tendrils!

"Come and help me!"

The orc shaman was horrified, and with his large hand, he violently ripped through one of the vines, but still could not break free. There are vines under his feet, but behind him is the sudden sound of the wind, and the heart throbs inexplicably, is this the feeling of dying? Looking back, the Blood Elf Thieves had approached from behind, the cold light in their eyes flickered cold and ruthless, and the two cold daggers in Valella's hands were already close in front of him.

'Humph! Is that the end of it? ’

Looking at the arena, under the roots of Bloor's bearskin, the orc shaman could not break free in the first place, nor did he get timely support from his companions, Valera suddenly appeared from the shadows. Ambush, he's finished.

On the other hand, the three entangled orc warriors, Bloody Eyes. Red Fist already had several wounds on his body, but it wasn't fatal. Bloor. With a gesture of the bearskin's hand, a green glow enveloped his fellow gladiator. The traverser knows this trick, and this green light is full of rich life energy and is quickly repairing the bloody eye. The injuries on the body of the red fist healed.

Looking at the Night Elf Druid in front of him, Bloor. The bearskin, which stands out most is the antlers on the top of his head, and the shoulder pads that appear to be made of some kind of giant bear claws.

'Great Druid......

Compared to the Blood Elf Thieves who can only be exported, this druid is still the Great Druid, Bloor. Bear skin can be beaten, added and carried. If you want to go from Regal. The Wrath of the Earth took a gladiator slave in his hands, and the Night Elves seemed to be the best option.

'No way, who told you not to be a girl!' Bloor. Bearskin, if you're a Night Elf girl, it's not a matter of choosing one or the other, it's both going to be taken together......

Kazik didn't pay any more attention to the fights in the arena, and the results were already clear at a glance, so it was no wonder that the little goblins didn't make a bet for this competitive fight......

'Two? Well, it's hard to take away the Blood Elf girls now, right? ’

This is the gladiator team that Rhaegal has managed to assemble, and this combination has earned him a lot of money in the arena, and at the same time, as a gladiator manager, he also enjoys the same honor. Taking away the Blood Elf Girl makes Regal lose an important corner of his team.

To take Valella away. Sangunar, it's hard, it's really hard!

With a sharp movement between his fingers, the traverser looked down at the gold coin he had been fiddling with. Goblins are fanatical in their pursuit of money, and there is no intelligent race that these yellow, orange, orange and golden cuties don't like.

"Hah! Bloody Eye! Bloody Eye! ”

"You're the best, Bloody Eye, Bloody Eye. Red Fist! ”

"Bloody Eyes!"

"Bloody Eyes!"

After a while, the whole arena seemed to be boiling. Bearskin and Valera. With Sangunar's help, the orc warriors slew the two orc gladiators. Although they are compatriots, in gladiatorial fights, bloody eyes. Red Fist will go all out, there is no mercy, only victory and defeat!

"Roar! We are the strongest gladiator team, and I am the strongest gladiator! Shout out, who am I?! ”

Standing in the middle of the arena, the orc warrior held his battle axe, arms wide open, and was greeted by thunderous shouts of joy from the audience.

"Bloody Eye. Red Fist! ”

"Bloody Eye. Red Fist! ”

There was nothing challenging about the battle, and Kazik was disappointed anyway, it wasn't fierce or exciting. The disparity is too great, and the battle on one side is really invigorating. Soon, there was another gladiatorial match, which was similar in strength. Well, half a catty is worth eight taels, but in the eyes of the traverser, it's just rookies pecking at each other, boring tight.

'Humph! Why don't you let me see the big white legs just now......

Counting the timber, the timber should be almost finished, and Sinsara's purchase at the Orc Arsenal should be over.

Thinking of this, Kazik reached out and patted the orc messenger beside him on the shoulder, since Thrall had arranged for him to accompany him, there were some things that required him to run errands.

"Hey, friend, can you find Regal . The wrath of the earth said I wanted to invite him to two drinks. ”

"Huh?"

The orc messenger was still watching another gladiatorial fight in the arena with great attention, and was slightly stunned when he heard Kazik's words.

"I'm looking for Regal. Wrath of the Earth, can you find him? ”

Oh, yes, as Chief Thrall has told, I have to do what the Sand Fury Chief says.

Reluctantly, this battle in the arena has just begun, and nodding, the orc messenger got up to look for Regal.

In the arena's backstage preparation room, the orc messenger met the orc Kazik was looking for. With a sturdy body like other orcs, if you only look at the skin color and appearance, every orc is not too similar. But this guy also has a very eye-catching outfit, shirtless, with a wolf head helmet on his head, which is made by peeling off the head of a war wolf, and his left and right shoulder pads are also made in the shape of a wolf head, which is very similar to the shape of a three-headed wolf.

There are no three-headed wolves, only three-headed dogs have been heard......

"Huh? The Sand Fury Chief wants to find me, the gladiator administrator? I don't remember any friendship with him. ”

"I don't know, Rhaegal, but the Sand Fury Chief may have taken a fancy to your gladiator."

"That's not to say, I have high hopes for this team, and I want to rely on these guys to win the championship of the year. Missing! ”

"No, Regal, you better meet, Chief Kazik is the guest of honor of Chief Sal. Maybe he's looking for something important. ”

The orc messenger was still trying to persuade the orc slave owner, but with such a ruthless refusal, the face of the Sandfury Chief should not be good-looking, and the Great Chief of Thrall may not be very easy to explain.

"Chief Sandrage? Kazik? ”

Not an orc messenger, not a Regal. The wrath of the earth, it was the voice of another orc warrior nearby.

"Regal, my friend, you should go and meet him, to meet this Kazik chieftain. If you can, allow me to stay with you. ”

A very ordinary orc, with white hair but not age, this is his original hair color. He was also naked, and there was nothing but a huge beaded chain around his neck. A huge long sword in his hand, with a long sword dancing in his wrist, he drew sharp sword flowers with the long sword. The most memorable thing is that this orc carries a banner behind him, which is a flaming long sword. Fire Blade?!

Fireblade Clan, Sword Saint Samuro.

"Samuro, my friend, do you know this Shafury chief named Kazik?"

Under the wolf-shaped helmet, Rhaegal. Earth's Fury eyes flickered, and he seemed to remember that this Beast Sword Saint friend of his had said the name. Who could it be?

"Recognize! Rhaegal, I've always remembered this guy......"

Clang~~~

With the force of his right hand, Samuro plunged his sword straight into the ground, and his left hand slowly slashed across his abdomen, which was an unusually hideous scar. This wound was left by Kazik.

Damn it!

The orc messenger cursed secretly, and from the hateful gaze that burst out of Samuro's eyes, he knew that this fellow orc and the Sand Fury Chief must have some kind of trouble.

"Samuro, Regal, Chief Shafur are guests of Chief Sal, don't mess around!"

"Guests?"

Samuro bowed his head and pondered for a moment, just as a burst of cheers came. As if thinking of something, he looked up suddenly, and the orc swordmaster had that expectant smile on his face.

"This is an arena! Mighty Sand Fury Chieftain, he will not refuse my invitation to gladiatorial fighting. ”

Walk! Plant a flag at the gate of Augur......