The Black Swamp Lowlands, which encompass the Swamp of Sorrow and the Cursed Lands of the Afterlife, are vast. Due to its sparse population, the black swamp is filled with tall shrubs, and the lush canopy almost obscures the sky, resulting in almost no light in the swamp.

The scarcity of sunlight makes it difficult for the water on the land to evaporate, and the abundance of trees gradually forms hidden swamps in the forest that are difficult to detect with the naked eye, which is where the name Black Swamp comes from. The dense forests are teeming with all sorts of beasts and insects, and Stormwind will only set up a few patrol posts in the remote areas of the swamp, or send some patrols to patrol between the Black Swamp and the Night Forest, and these scattered guards will become the southern border of the kingdom of Azeroth. Their primary function is to keep an eye out for attacks by southern trolls

Although the navy of Kurtilas had already discovered the Treasure Bay, even if they knew the environment in the southern part of the kingdom, the rulers of Stormwind were still not interested in expanding southward, but there were also some adventurous merchants who took caravans to the border to trade with the soldiers stationed there, and the harsher the environment, the more goods could be sold for a higher price

Qiu Chen's caravan had been walking in the Black Swamp for two days, and the only ones who attacked them along the way were all kinds of beasts, and after contributing a dozen animal skins to the caravan, the attacks of the beasts had decreased significantly, and the beasts seemed to understand that the humans in front of them were not food delivered to the door. But in Qiu Chen's perception, several humanoids had been quietly following the caravan since yesterday

"There's something in the shadows stalking us," whispered several older adventurers in the caravan's makeshift camp. Qiu Chen sat on the ground with his back against the trunk of the tree, closed his eyes and listened to the conversation of several adventurers while perceiving the environment of the surrounding forest

"We can't go any further, I don't want to risk my life for earning a few gold coins, there's something strange ......in the Black Swamp lately," he said, the sword-wielding adventurer shuddered

"The fat pig merchant hasn't given us the commission yet, and we won't get a penny if we leave now," a bearded adventurer with a double-faced axe muttered slightly dissatisfied, "I don't want to run for nothing"

"Then tell him, we decided not to go on, he has earned enough money after passing through the previous three sentry posts, even if he goes back now, he can live comfortably for half a year" The adventurer uncle who gave Qiu Chen advice before said, "Just tell him that if he decides to move on, we would rather not pay a commission and throw him directly into the black swamp, he will never risk his own life, we ......"

"Wait!" Before the uncle adventurer finished speaking, the adventurer who was carrying the big sword on his back at the beginning suddenly interrupted his words, looked around vigilantly, and for a while, several people stopped talking, and the camp was silent, and there was not even the sound of insects

It's too quiet......

"Rise up, everybody! Alert! The older adventurer immediately drew the weapon on his back, and the next moment, several sharp arrows shot out of the forest, and in an instant, several adventurers who were still warming by the campfire fell to the ground, and then with a war cry, nearly ten orcs with red eyes jumped out of the surrounding forest, swung their axes and slashed at the nearest human

For a moment, the camp was in chaos, and the sound of weapons clashing, the screams of dying humans and the roars of orcs filled the ears of everyone present

Moving towards the center of the camp in the confusion, an orc who rushed out of the shadows raised his axe and slashed at Autumn Dust's back, who turned around and shook his sword to knock the chopped axe away, slicing the orc's throat with a backhand blow. This move instantly attracted the attention of the other orcs to Qiu Chen

This hatred pulls first-class

The next moment, three orcs forced Qiu Chen from three directions, and at the same time, several adventurers with relatively large experience began to gather their manpower, and fought and retreated, as for Qiu Chen~ Well, we will remember this young and great adventurer, he resolutely chose to sacrifice for our successful retreat. It doesn't matter if others believe it or not, just believe it yourself

For those adventurers who are still alive who choose to escape regardless of themselves, Qiuchen is not dissatisfied, his current situation belongs to falling behind, if all the adventurers have been put in order to save him, I believe that no commander will do this. This is not a Hollywood hero movie, where individual heroism is absolutely deadly at critical moments

It just so happens that now is also the time when Qiuchen needs to act alone

Qiu Chen moved in the opposite direction of the adventurer while parrying the onslaught of the three orcs, and the three orcs besieging him seemed to have the illusion that the humans in front of him could not parry their attacks and were retreating, and the attacks in their hands were stronger one by one, looking like they wanted to take Qiu Chen's head as a trophy.

The iron sword in Qiu Chen's hand continuously blocked attacks from three sides, and the iron sword of the stall made an overwhelming squeak, and small cracks began to appear on the sword. Seeing this, the orcs even quickened their attack speed. But after the adventurer team had already left his field of vision, Qiu Chen's footsteps stopped, and the blood runes on his body suddenly lit up

Blood boiling!

Boom!

The three orcs who surrounded them opened their eyes wide in disbelief, clutched their throats and fell to the ground, and after a few painful struggles, blood gradually seeped out of their skin, and they stopped moving

Qiuchen took the opportunity to quickly search for the items on the orcs, but unfortunately there were only some loot obtained from the attack, and there was no other useful information or signs.

However, Qiuchen was not discouraged, and the orcs chose to attack here, which meant that this location was not far from the orc's camp, otherwise it would be impossible for these more than ten orcs to take all the goods away before the patrol of Stormwind City arrived. If not a base camp, it is at least a camp for some clans. Maybe I'll be able to catch a lone orc or two, and a search of their memories should reveal something out of the orc

Thinking about his next move, Qiuchen quickly left the scene of the attack. But he hadn't gone far before he heard the commotion and torch light coming from the other side of the forest

Another group of people was attacked? Is there really anyone who runs into the black swamp for money, although it is rich in resources, but ......

Forget it, it's just a good time to save it, and I feel a little sorry to save myself when I die

Autumn dust brushed aside the branches around him and groped his way in the direction where the torch light came from. But before he could get there, a burst of fire lit up from not far away--- someone was using the fireball technique. Looks like an unlucky mage trapped here. I hope he can last a little longer, if he is an apprentice-level mage, he can already exhaust his magic power just now

Soon, when he was about to reach his destination, Qiu Chen jumped onto the branch of the tree, stood on a high place and observed the situation below, and then, he saw the surrounded mage--- the person who had been separated a few days ago, Khadgar

What kind of luck is that!

Neither Khadgar nor the orcs saw Autumn Dust hiding in the trees, the former bluffing loudly and loudly, two magically killed orc corpses lying between him and the orcs. But from behind, you can see that his legs are shaking, and the spell just now may have consumed some of Khadgar's mana

Just as the orc hesitated whether to stay away from the human, who looked powerful, a sneer sounded from behind the orc, and the orc consciously moved out of the way, and a figure staggered in front of Khadgar. It was thinner and more eternal than the other beasts, and wore a robe the color of congealed blood

Warlock!

It reached out its hand, palm up, pulled out a dagger and pierced it with the tip. Pale red blood immediately gushed out and flowed on its clawed hands. The orc, suspected to be a warlock, recited several characters as incomprehensible as the abyssal language spoken by Azi, and the spells pierced the eardrums, and the blood in its hands began to burn

Warlocks can indeed gain more power than mages of the same level through sacrifice, but... That's it

Brush!

Qiuchen jumped off the tree, suddenly stretched out his hand to the warlock who had not yet reacted, and a death grip grabbed his neck, pulling him from the air in an arcing course, and at the same time, with a wave of the longsword with a gap in his hand, the orc's hideous head flew back upside down

Seeing that his leader was killed, the remaining orcs scattered in a hurry. Seeing this, Khadgar finally didn't have to hold on, and sat on the ground with his legs limp and collapsed

"You're alright, Khadgar, it's a blessing."

Hearing Qiuchen's voice, Khadgar squinted his eyes and looked up at the person who was approaching, his vision was a little blurred by exhaustion, and after a few seconds, he recognized the person who rescued him

"You're ......"

Before Khadgar could finish speaking, another voice in the sky interrupted him

"Ah~ Young trust, you are here, you are okay, young man" A huge griffin slowly descended on the ground, and on the back of this giant beast, a slightly thin figure rolled over and fell. A crimson Guardian's robe draped over her, a wide hood covering her face, making it impossible to discern her expression. And in one hand, she was holding another thing that could prove her identity--- Etiyès. Staff of the Guardian