Marlon crashed into the wooden shed like a cannonball, and the canvas that had been simply put on it fell weakly to the ground under the impact of Marlon, and the sun shone in, and Marlon saw everything in the shed, and the orcs in the shed also saw Marlon. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"A human ...... Kill him! An orc roared, and he lunged towards Marlon.

Marlon froze - he didn't know what he was supposed to do.

Growing up, Malone never fought; Although he occasionally did some exercise, Marlon didn't know how to deal with it when a chimpanzee-like orc rushed towards him.

Although Malone now has a strong body and more strength, he doesn't know how to use it yet.

The orc's huge fist was imprinted on Marlon's chest, and the huge impact made Marlon retreat again and again, until it hit a wooden stake, causing the entire wooden shed to shake, and the dust slanted down from the canvas on the top layer and fell straight into the eyes of the orc in front of Marlon.

The orc let out a muffled snort, dropping his weapon and rubbing his eyes with his fingers, but the act of contempt for humanity paid the price.

Ma Long, who was punched, only felt that his chest hurt terribly, but the pain made him wake up from his stupe.

The orcs thought they were a human - Malone said to himself - whatever they wanted, but they had to pick themselves up.

There are five orcs here, all of them are warriors who have experienced the baptism of war, and they are just a beginner/brother who doesn't know anything; If you don't get up as soon as possible, not only will you not be able to save that girl, but you will even die here.

"Die, beast!" Malone shouted, then arched the stake behind him with his back.

The wooden shed shook again, and more dust fluttered down, forming a beautiful pillar of light in the sunlight.

The Tyndall Effect - a strange thought popped into Malone's head, but that didn't stop him from slamming his fist hard into the head of the orc who was rubbing his eyes - in order to make this move, Malone had to jump up a bit, and he was still slightly less tall than the orc.

And yet that surpasses Tyrone? Bloodfiend is more than twice as powerful, even an orc can't withstand it.

Like Marlon, the orc let out a muffled grunt, his body constantly retreating; However, unlike Ma Long, there is no stake behind him, and he is not as resistant to beating as Ma Long.

So the orc fell to the ground, red blood flowing from his mouth and nose, and Marlon used up all his strength with this punch, which made him have to stop and gasp for air.

-- There are four more.

Malone said to himself.

Just as Malone glanced at the remaining four orcs with his eyes, and at the same time learned the posture he had seen on TV, bowed his body slightly, and prepared to attack again, a very disobedient sound sounded in the wooden shed.

"Pap", "Papa".

Someone was clapping.

Marlon was stunned, he stared blankly in front of him, and an orc squeezed away the other companions and stood opposite Marlon.

"It's wonderful." The orc clapped his hands and said to Marlon with a smile - this action exposed the pale yellow fangs in his mouth one by one, hideous and eerie.

"What did you say?" Marlon asked in surprise - he was a human, he had just knocked down an orc, and then the other orc said to himself that it was wonderful?

This is the second incomprehensible thing that Malone encounters after crossing Azeroth - the first is the crossing itself.

"I said wonderful, that punch. Even I, in a state of blindness, would not have done any better than Tarrama. The orc lowered his hands and bowed politely to Marlon.

"I am Caldara of the Fireblade Clan, but even the blade in my hand cannot answer the doubts in my heart. Can you tell us why you're attacking us, both allies of the Horde? ”

The Fireblade Clan? - Listening to the orc's words, Malone froze in place, and he looked at the orc in front of him, the Fireblade Clan? That Fireblade Clan?

As one of the most famous orc clans, Marlon doesn't know much about this clan - because the clan itself is so mysterious that it is rarely mentioned in Blizzard's official novels.

However, Malone knows a title - "Sword Master".

All Juggernauts come from the Fireblade Clan, a group of weapon masters who are active in every corner of the battlefield, their blades spinning like a storm, reaping the lives of all enemies.

However, after crushing all the enemies who dared to stand in the way of the horde's army, they themselves were as calm as the center of the storm, and the flaming blades of the sword were their symbol, hence the name.

Marlon looked at the orc named Caldara and gradually discovered something special.

Unlike other orcs, Caldara is much slimmer, and his muscles are more shapely, not as bold as other orcs, but as if he hides more power.

Caldara's arms were so long that they barely reached his knees; In his hands, Malone's eyes were focused on a unique weapon.

It was a sword.

The long, rounded hilt was tied with strips of cloth and hemp rope, which Malone knew was to prevent sweat and blood from making the hilt slippery and unable to grip;

The slender blade was straight and smooth, until it reached the end, when it gradually became a wide blade, and finally came to an abrupt end with a trapezoidal fold.

The whole long sword looked beautiful and elegant, but Ma Long's pupils constricted again and again - this weapon is not an ordinary weapon......

"Juggernaut?" Malone spitted the word out of his mouth with difficulty.

When Malone uttered the word, Caldara laughed; Although the smile was still hideous, Malone felt the humility and pride contained in it.

Two contradictory words, but perfectly reflected in Caldara's expression, and his subsequent words.

"Has the name of the Fireblade reached the point where even your allies have heard of it? If the teacher knew about such a thing, he would be very happy! ”

A solemn look appeared on Caldara's face, he gently raised the blade in his hand, and then said solemnly: "Reintroduction, I'm Caldara?" Fireblade, I had just received this glorious title before leaving Draenor. ”

Sure enough, it's Juggernaut ...... Marlon clenched his fists tightly, sweat gradually condensing in his palm; Although he knew that he had obtained the almost external power of the Death Knight, Ma Long's heart was still full of apprehension and doubts.

Will you be able to defeat him? Will you be able to defeat a Juggernaut?

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