A huge axe came out of the snow curtain and slashed at me. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I hurriedly drew my sword and headed upwards to block this powerful attack. But before I could react, a second great axe was already slashing horizontally at my waist. I saw that I couldn't dodge, so I simply ate the attack. I used the power of frost to instantly condense into a layer of frost armor on my body, and I froze myself firmly on the ground. The giant axe struck his waist and shattered the ice armor, but the attack power was indeed reduced a lot.

Holding back the pain, I swung my rune sword and slashed at the other party. The other party was stunned for a moment, and watched as the giant sword was about to cut his head. But at this moment, the power of a holy light instantly pulled the enemy out of my attack range, allowing him to dodge the annihilation blow of my skill, which was full of icy power. At the same time, I was determined to see the enemy on the other side.

An orc warrior with a giant axe in each hand, a blood elf beauty in a priest's outfit, and a necromancer who is choosing a place to summon a demonic circle.

Orcs are the backbone of the tribe, most of them have green skin and strong muscles. Male orcs are athletic, tall, and have long tusks, making them natural warriors. The female orcs are much slimmer, but despite this, they have the same strong muscles that are the hallmark of orcs. The fangs of the female orcs are so small that they are barely visible, and if they are, they are more like large fangs. The Great Axe is the Orc's most beloved weapon, the best symbol of their wild power. And the female orc warrior in front of her was holding two giant axes, and she saw that her strength was not a little stronger than ordinary people.

Formerly known as the High Elves, the Blood Elves were former allies of the Alliance. After the Scourge destroyed their homeland, the elven prince Kael'thas vowed to pay the debt with blood, so he renamed the surviving High Elves Sindore, which means Blood Elf. Later, Alliance Generalissimo Garethus betrayed the Blood Elves, which led Kael'thas to lead some of the Blood Elves to Illidan the Betrayer, while the remaining Blood Elves eventually joined the Horde through the recommendation of Sylvanas, the leader of the Forsaken. Obviously, the Blood Elf Priest in front of him belonged to the latter.

The Undead is our collective name for the Scourge and his minions, who, as the name suggests, are zombies and demons who have come back from the dead. But the necromancer in front of him was different, to be precise, he should be called the Forsaken Warlock. They may have been servants of the Lich King, but under Sylvanas' leadership, some of the sapient undead broke free from the Lich King's grip and regained their self-consciousness. They eventually joined the tribe and have pledged their allegiance to this day.

After reading the other party's formation, I couldn't help but grin. Fighting to the death riding with a hunter without a baby VS war herding, this battle has been fought. Interrupt the Silent Priest to cast a spell and play with the Flame Warlock, hehe, this is a win! I just don't know if the warlock is practicing pain or destruction.

I saw that the warlock first summoned the demon circle, and then summoned the demon portal. He then summoned a well of souls and gave his teammates a status of Dark Intent, as well as an Eye Demon. Perhaps he felt that the Beholder was not suited for the fight, and summoned a new Demon of Destruction to replace him. Perhaps he suddenly remembered that he had learned a new spell that would allow him to permanently control Hellfire and Dreadwards. So he summoned a hellfire with his mana. Probably because the hellfire didn't fall from the sky, he looked a little lost, so he summoned the Destroyer again. But the Dread Guardian hasn't been summoned yet......

Six people just watched him toss and turn, and none of them spoke.

In the end, it was the beautiful priest who spoke: "You League villains! Why attack us! Apologize to us! ”

"Hehe, little sister, brother of the alliance will fly with you~" The arrogance of the paladin instantly turned into filthy obscenity.

"Shut up! What a disgrace to the warriors of the Alliance! How can you be like this as a servant of the Light! "I say it righteously.

The paladin was a little ashamed, and did not answer my words, but quietly said to the warrior: "Catch alive~"

I glanced at the two rascals and said to the blood elves: "I have two problems, first, I didn't strike first, but your warriors charged me first, and my counterattack is completely justified defense. Besides, the ancients said: Come and don't be rude. If you attack me, if I don't fight back, won't it seem that our alliance looks down on the tribe? It makes sense that I didn't do anything wrong, so why should we apologize? ”

Looking at the blood elves who were poor in words, the sense of justice in my heart was suddenly released infinitely, so I continued: "This second question, hehe, little sister, where did you learn the lingua franca?" How do you say it so slippery? Tell my brother! Hey hey ......"

"You rascal!"

"Hehe, I'm a hooligan, you bite me~"

"The scum of the Alliance! If you have any requests, come to me! Don't bully pastors! The orc warrior snapped and stood in front of the blood elf. The atmosphere on the battlefield was awkward, and the soldiers and I made eye contact, and after years of fighting, we instantly understood each other's thoughts.

"Kill that orc!"

"For the Alliance!"

"The Light is with us!"

"For the glory of Dan Morrow!"

(Uh, I don't know if you've ever practiced female orc warriors, in the battlefield, even the priest MM on the opposite side beat me with penance)

But before we could rush through, a huge portal crossed between us and the tribe, and the frenzied magical energy wiped out the surrounding avalanche. The power of the arcane tore at the things around it, as if it were about to tear the world in half. In the midst of the stormy waves woven by arcane energy, a huge figure emerged. With an earth-shattering bang, the big guy fell to the ground. The energy gradually dissipated, and the snowfields of Northrend fell into a calm of fine snow.

"Bronze Dragon!?" I exclaimed.

I saw the adult yellow dragon lying on the ground panting in pain, and the bright red dragon blood also rolled out along his seven orifices. He shouted something at us, but he couldn't make a sound because of the blood in his throat. The paladin recited the scriptures, but before the holy light could completely envelop him, the bronze dragon had already returned to the sky.

"What the hell is going on?" The beautiful pastor said in surprise.

"Dead Bronze Dragon! This does not bode well! "Our warriors put their axes aside to examine the huge corpse.

Alliance and tribal rivalry was put aside as new threats emerged.

"Oops, that's bad luck! Obviously he was going to Draeno to resist the invasion of the Iron Tribe, but he was inexplicably teleported to Northrend! Now it's happening like this again, it's really a baby! The blood elf girl said wistfully.

"What! You were teleported through the Dark Gate! "I was surprised, I thought they were just some tribal sentinels stationed in the Arctic, but I didn't expect them to have the same experience as us.

"Ahh Aren't you the Alliance's patrol, but the Ureon Vanguard on an expedition to Draenor? Ten thousand hated orcs said.

"Haha, it looks like you're in the wrong portal. Actually, I'm always making mistakes, I remember one time in the Valley of the Four Winds, I asked a mage to open a portal to Stormwind City. Then he opened the door of Theramore, and I went in without looking...... "The paladin remembered his little bit of black history again.

I glanced at the knight and said to the orc, "We are from the vanguard of the Ureon, and we are here after leaving the portal, I thought it was a technical mistake at first, but how could this bronze dragon appear in this place?" And it seems to be very badly injured! This is unusual! What do you think of the tribe? ”

"There must be something strange about this!"

"The tribe is right!"

"Winning ......"

I asked, "Are you three the only ones who have been teleported?" ”

The orc didn't speak, but looked at me with some wariness. But the blood elf girl was straightforward: "In addition to the three of us, there is an orc shaman and a cow druid. ”

I laughed in my heart, and told us a few people, how could I still say the race and occupation, this girl is really innocent and cute.

"Why can't you see them?" I asked.

"Shaman and Niu Niu don't know what's wrong, they stay unconscious, as if they have lost their souls. No matter what spell I use, I can't wake them up......" The priest whimpered as he spoke, tears falling uncontrollably.

The orc was glaring at the Blood Elf at first, but when she saw her crying, she hurriedly stood up and comforted her.

"Hey...... To tell you the truth, we also have a brother who is unconscious. The paladin's light doesn't work on him in the slightest, and I can't feel his soul. It was as if he had been hollowed out, and all that was left was a living shell. I said helplessly.

"Don't be upset, he'll get better." The blood elf wiped away her tears, but comforted me.

"I'll lend you good words." I smiled at the Blood Elf.

"The most important thing now is that everyone finds their respective camps, and there should be someone there who can cure them. It's not a problem to stay in this snow and ice all the time. As he spoke, the warrior pulled out a map of the living spots, wanting to see where everyone was now.

"It's useless, there's a problem with the live spot map here, otherwise we'd have left a long time ago!" The orc said.

"Huh! How can it be! That's because your tribe's mages are unreliable, you take a look at the map made by our alliance mages...... Well, it doesn't seem to be very reliable...... "The warrior threw the map, which had become a blank sheet of paper, on the ground, and stepped on the rotten parchment one by one, as if to vent the warrior's deep resentment against the mage.

"Don't talk, everybody!" The silent dwarven hunter suddenly whispered, "Listen, someone is coming! ”