"Quick, don't let him run!"

"Mage, slow down!"

"Stun him!"

Amidst a fierce shout, a mini-boss battle is taking place in the wilderness near Snowman Mountain.

Seven or eight adventurers who were farming nearby to upgrade their snowmen were attacking desperately around an orc elite monster.

The level of several people is not high, and the highest mage is only level thirty-six, but there are tanks and outputs, and there are healing and blood, although it is a temporary wild team, it is also quite orderly to fight.

The warriors and knights pulled the mini-boss in front of them, and the rest of the people desperately output damage.

In the face of so many enemies, the orc elite monster had no fear, no anger in his eyes, no fear, only calm.

Constantly moving and dodging, using the positions of the two tanks to dodge the surrounding long-range attacks, he was able to parry for a while.

Poof! A monster-resistant warrior was cut on the head by an orc with an axe, and a critical hit hit hit with five hundred plus damage, and one-third of the warrior's blood volume instantly bottomed out, and he was not alive at the moment.

The orc casually picked up a green weapon that burst out into his backpack, and the next second he was hit back by a series of long-range attacks.

Without the fighters blocking the shooting boundary, the next few ranged shots finally played an effective outcome.

Especially that mage, a single shot of ice spear almost pierced the orcs.

The amount of blood bottomed out in an instant, and only a bloody skin remained.

The orc staggered to the ground, seemingly completely incapable of resisting, and the adventurers around him suddenly became excited.

"He's dying!"

"Let me take your head!"

"Haha, this head is mine."

A dark shadow suddenly flashed behind him, but it was a thief who had been in ambush for a long time, trying to take the final blow.

However, at the moment when the thief appeared, the orc, who had already seemed to be dying, suddenly turned around and slashed at the head with a sharp axe.

Poof!

At the same time that the corpse of the orc elite fell, the thief was also taken away by a blow.

Then the garbage equipment burst out of the place.

It's all gray garbage, rusted daggers, broken shields, broken battle axes......

"Grass, what kind of bullshit boss is this, why is it all garbage?"

A group of people were speechless as they looked at the mess on the ground.

"Haha, you don't know yet, this rare elite is a famous dung monster in this area, it doesn't fall well, but it's very difficult to kill, the IQ is very high, and the shot is particularly ruthless, usually two or three people are easy to be wiped out by the group when they meet alone, and last time there was a five-person team that was wiped out by this guy.

And even if you kill it, you basically don't have anything to do. ”

"Hey, there's a blue cuirass here."

The hunter who spoke rummaged the only good loot out of the garbage heap, his face excited.

【Silver Scale Breastplate (Fine)

Item description: A cuirass made of pure steel, with a Mithril coating attached to it, making it more resistant to magical damage. 】

"Oh, this is the exclusive drop of this monster, it is almost a must-drop, the garbage blue suit, the auction house only sells a piece of hardware, the world drops, forging can also be done, it is worthless."

The adventurers sighed and discussed how to divide the spoils, and at the same time—

With a flash of white light, Thrall appeared in the hotel room.

He opened his eyes and touched his chest, and as usual, all the wounds on his body were gone, and it was as if nothing had happened before, near death, death, everything.

But the battle did happen.

Thrall could feel that with the two adventurers he had just killed, his strength had increased a little.

During this time, he ran into the wilderness every day to fight those adventurers, and at first he was easily killed every time, but as he gained experience, Thrall gradually found some rhythm in battle, and occasionally killed a few adventurers.

By now, Thrall had a complete understanding of the fighting styles of these adventurers, and he was able to get something out almost every time he went out.

Of course, basically every time he dies outside.

What amazed him was that no matter how terrible the enemy was, no matter where he ran, as soon as he woke up, he would return to this hotel unscathed.

This made him a little suspicious, could that old man be the legendary god? Everything that happened to him seemed to be inexplicable except for miracles.

However, the old man was reluctant to explain, and he was not easy to ask, as long as he could continue like this, sooner or later he could become strong enough to defeat Aidan sooner or later!

Sal thought firmly.

When he opened the backpack, the garbage equipment that the old man had made him carry with him was missing by a third, and the silver-scaled cuirass was missing without any suspense.

Thrall wasn't nervous, though, and when he walked out of the room, he saw an intact silver-scaled breastplate on the table.

Thrall casually put the silver-scaled breastplate on his body.

When he came to the lobby of the hotel, the old man was cooking oatmeal porridge, and it was not surprising to see him come down and greet him.

"How? What is the result? ”

"Kill three, there are too many enemies, ...... could have won"

"Not bad." The old man smiled and said, "Let's eat, I just left one for you." ”

Thrall sat down and ate, savoring some of the details of the previous battle as he ate.

Suddenly, the old man frowned and looked out the door.

"Put the orb on, someone's coming."

Thrall hurriedly activated the Orb of Deception, and instantly took on the form of a human.

Then I saw a young blonde man push the door and walk in.

Alsace looked at the hotel in front of him, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately, this hotel is real, and there is a place to stay tonight.

He glanced down the hall and paused for a moment on Thrall before turning to the old man.

"Old man, I need a room and some food supplies for me."

As he spoke, he slapped a few silver coins on the counter.

The old man glanced at Arthas with a smile, but the name on his head showed [Mysterious Human Warrior].

Another man with a story, the old man thought.

"Okay young guest, it just so happens that there is freshly cooked oatmeal and barbecue here, why don't you eat it together."

As he spoke, he filled a bowl of porridge and forked a few pieces of barbecue meat into the plate and served them.

Arthas nodded, and devoured it.

After leaving the royal family for such a long time, Arthas has long since faded the flashy character of the prince, and he can eat any food, the taste of oatmeal porridge is quite good, and the hot food seems to have some kind of magic, and the fatigue on his body seems to have subsided after a bite.

The barbecue is even more juicy, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the physical strength that disappeared in one bite instantly surges again.

Alsace was amazed.

"Old man, this food tastes good."

The old man smiled, "If you like to eat, eat more." ”

But I thought to myself, old man, I have master-level cooking skills, and of course it is delicious.

While eating his food, Arthas inquired for news, having been in seclusion for too long, desperate to get all the information he could gather.

"How far is this from Alterac City?"

"It's about two days, and if you ride a horse, you can get there in one day."

Arthas nodded and continued to eat his dinner.

"Are there any dangerous monsters around here?"

"Beastmen, bandits, ice trolls, snowmen...... Of course, there are also those ice wolves who are all there, this is Alterac, how can there be fewer monsters, it is said that there are storm giants and frost giants on the nearby dangerous peaks, and there has been no peace here since the ice wolf war. ”

The Battle of the Ice Wolf Plain......

Arthas couldn't help but show a look of reminiscence, when he led the Lordaeron army to participate in the Battle of the Ice Wolf Plain, it seemed like it was just yesterday, when he was in high spirits, but now he is ......

"Little brother, you look very touched."

"Yes, I also participated in the Battle of the Ice Wolf Plain, I am a knight of the Lordaeron Kingdom, I participated in the battle as a guest army, and I also killed a few orcs with my own hands."

"However, I was mainly fighting with the ice trolls in that battle, and I witnessed the heroic appearance of Prince Arthas slaying the Ice Elemental Lord, as well as Prince Aidan of Alterac and the orc chief Durotan."

Click! A crisp sound made Arthas look up, only to find that it was the boy on the other side of the table, and the spoon in his hand had somehow been broken.

He couldn't help but glance at Thrall a few more times, and the human boy looked flushed, and Arthas couldn't help but pay attention.

"Silly, when you're done eating, go chop the firewood outside." The old man instructed.

Sal nodded, turned and walked out with his axe.

Soon dinner was over.

It was not yet completely dark, and Arthas stood in front of the inn, circling the inn, observing his surroundings, which Tirio had taught him, and that he was now being hunted down by Godwin, and that he had to be more careful.

Even if it's just a wilderness stay, be ready to run away at all times.

When I walked near the firewood house, I happened to see Sal chopping firewood.

Looking at Sal's action of chopping wood, Arthas's face became slightly excited.

"Good stance, you're a warrior?"

"I'm just a farmer." Sal said quietly.

Click! Another piece of wood was neatly split in half.

"I've seen many farmers, but they don't have as good a hand as you, you must have been in battle, I can see it."

Thrall glared at Arthas and continued chopping wood.

"Don't be so nervous, I don't mean anything, and if you need to be taught, maybe I can teach you a few tricks to protect yourself if you encounter a robber or a beastman. Since the Battle of the Ice Wolf Plains, many orcs have been plundering everywhere to deal with those ferocious beasts, and only swords and battle axes can make them honest and reasonable. ”

Sal was upset by a few words, looking at Arthas's serious expression, he almost couldn't help but chop it with an axe, but he finally held back, after all, the young man in front of him was not malicious, and although the human boy in front of him was similar to his age, Sal had a faint feeling that the other party's strength was very strong.

"If it's okay, please don't bother me, I still have work to do."

Arthas smiled, but was not annoyed.

In his heart, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that there was no danger.

Of course, he is not an idle egg, but more to test whether the other party is any threat.

Night soon fell.

Arthas lay on the bed in the hotel, tossing and turning, but could not sleep.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I remembered that weird dream, what happened to the second brother? Alas, it seems that we can only find the answer until we find the eldest brother Aidan to know the answer, but I hope the eldest brother is still in Alterac.

Suddenly, a faint sound of footsteps came from the window, and he hurriedly jumped out of bed, came to the window vigilantly, and looked out sideways.

Well? Is that the guy called Silly?

But I saw that the young man was carrying an axe and wearing a silver armor, and he didn't know where he was going.

Not good! Could it be that he found out who I am and wants to report myself?

Arthas's heart suddenly pounded, and as soon as he grasped the hilt of his sword, if he was forced to do so, he would have to strike first.

No, it's not that quick to tell, but you have to be prepared.

Arthas silently jumped out of the window, and he decided to follow along, figuring it out.

After following the man for a while, he walked out of the valley, but the young man did not seem to have any intention of going far, but walked towards the snowman cave near the valley.

Night is a time for humans to rest, but a time for monsters to be active, as snowmen dig for moss and young tree shoots in the wilderness, or catch hares and sheep.

Thrall didn't turn back into orcs, and to these unintelligent snowmen, humans and orcs were no different.

During the day, he fights with adventurers, and at night, he will also hunt for monsters.

When a snowman spotted Sal, he immediately let out a roar, and three or five snowmen surrounded him together.

"Come on! Have a good time with me! Thrall roared, venting his frustration during the day.

Poof! The snowman's head was cut off by Thrall's axe, and Thrall had no skill books and no one to learn combat skills, so he had to rely on instinct to fight.

He didn't know how many times he had practiced this axe, and now he had reached the point of innocence.

Let's call you - a decapitating blow!

Thrall muttered to himself, but there was no pause in his hand, another axe was slashed, and another snowman was settled.

The third snowman lunged at him, trying to take advantage of his weight advantage, but Sal dodged with a nimble step back.

Decapitating a blow!

It's another spike.

Looking at the three corpses on the ground, Sal finally felt a lot better, and even had a sense of accomplishment, he really became stronger.

Suddenly, Sal's ears moved slightly!

Someone!

Slap-smack!

Arthas clapped his hands and walked out, "Haha, you still said that you are not a warrior, what a decapitation, I have to say, you really surprised me, your move can be taught and spread as a combat skill." ”

Arthas was indeed surprised, the other party obviously did not systematically learn the skills of combat, did not have any advanced moves, it was completely a simple slash, but the movements were so sharp and the speed was so fast, but he faintly had the momentum of a high-level warrior.

Could it be that he is a self-created combat skill?

If so, then he's a natural warrior.

Such a talent, even if he felt a little amazed.

"Shut up, you're not qualified to comment on me!"

Thrall's anger came from nowhere.

"Of course I'm qualified, as I said before, I'm a knight, hey, you look like you're angry, sorry for following you, I just couldn't sleep and walked around, and I just ran into it.

Hey, what are you doing walking towards me with an axe? Do you want to give me a try? Okay, then I'll play with you. ”

Seeing Sal come menacingly, Alsace didn't take it seriously at all.

The other party's skills are indeed not bad, but compared to a master like him who has participated in the big battle and has been specially trained by Tirio Fortin, he is not at the same level at all.

In just seven or eight moves, Thrall was knocked to the ground, but Arthas did not make a killer.

"You're doing well, but unfortunately there's no discipline, so I'd suggest you'd better find a teacher."

He held out a hand to Thrall as he spoke.

Sal couldn't help but be stunned, and the anger in his heart was suddenly deflated.

"Hmph, there's no need, even if no one teaches me, I can still kill."

"You've killed a lot of people?" Arthas's voice became a little serious, if the other party was just a grumpy little brother who liked to chop snowmen, he didn't care, and he could even teach the other party, but if it was a murderer, it would be different.

"Many, those adventurers, as long as they dare to trouble me, I will fight them, and the adventurers who died in my hands are not a thousand, but eight hundred."

"Oh, adventurer, that's fine." Alsasson was at peace.

"Okay, I'm sorry to disturb your Yaxing, I think I should go back, you can continue."

Thrall looked at Arthas's departing figure, but he had no interest in continuing to fight, he had trained hard for so long but he couldn't even beat a human boy...... Is the other party too strong?

Maybe I should learn a few tricks from the other party, for revenge, why should I be so proud and arrogant.

He ran a few steps after Arthas, but didn't know how to speak.

The two walked side by side towards the valley, the sky in the distance was dark, the snow reflected the moonlight, and there was silence all around, except for the occasional howl of the ice wolf.

Suddenly, both stopped at the same time.

"Something's wrong!" Arthas said with a grim expression.

"Something's wrong!" Sal was shocked.

In the distance, in the direction of the hotel, a fire was rising.

The two glanced at each other and ran wildly in the direction of the hotel together.

In the distance, I saw a large group of ice trolls, human bandits, and beastmen surrounding the hotel.

The inn had been set on fire, and a loud laugh could be heard inside.

"No!" Thrall let out a roar of rage, and the old man was in danger.

"Don't go over, there are too many enemies." Arthas tried to hold Sal back, but Sal had already rushed out.

Damn it! This idiot! Arthas sighed and followed.

In the hotel, the Frost Troll Chieftain Freeze Tooth and the Orc Bandit Lord Bloodthirsty Battle are dividing the loot of the loot from the hotel.

Don't look at it as just a hotel, but there are really a lot of materials that have exploded, not only a lot of food, wine, gold coin materials, and even dozens of 'silver scale breastplates' found in the warehouse, although it is the lowest end of the blue suit, but after all, it is also a blue suit, and the value of the loot is still quite good.

This innkeeper even broke out a few professional skill books, and sure enough, people can't take risks.

Freeze Big Fang (Frost Troll Chief): "Haha, what an unexpected gain, I was just trying to find a place to use it to garrison troops, but I didn't expect so many good things to burst." ”

Bloodthirsty Battle (Orc Bandit Lord): "That's what I'm saying, this valley is just right for us to garrison, let's set up a monster camp here, brush it up a few waves of mobs, save it up, and wait for Northrend to start fighting, let's immediately launch an attack on Alterac."

I've inquired clearly, Alterac is pouring out this time, the main army has gone to Northrend to grab the crown of dominance, there are only a few hundred defenders in the city, and the Storm Dragon King is not there, so what are we afraid of.

As long as we take Alterac, our monster power evaluation can increase by at least two levels.

The two of us can also be promoted to two levels, at least a disaster-level boss didn't run away. ”

Freeze Bigtooth (Frost Troll Chief): "Can we do that?" We are all wild monsters, and we don't have siege weapons, so the city gate is not easy to break. ”

Bloodthirsty Battle (Orc Bandit Lord): "What are you afraid of, isn't there still the Storm Giant King and the Ice Wolf King who are going to join the battle, and when the time comes, just let the Storm Giant smash the door, by the way, it seems that there is still a wandering white dragon who is coming to join in, so many wild monsters, can a mere Alterac still be defeated?" ”

The two bosses were talking, and suddenly the sound of a system prompt sounded in their ears at the same time.

[System Prompt: Trigger the plot event - [Hero Sal's Awakening], and your identity in this plot event is - Villain BOSS].

"Hey, I'm prompted to trigger a plot event?"

"I heard that too, huh? The awakening of the hero Thrall? This Sal is so familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere, damn it, it shouldn't be that Sal. ”

"That Sal? I don't see anyone else in this hotel. ”

Both of them were confused, and then they heard the screams of their men outside the door.

The two hurried out of the hotel, and as soon as they went out, they saw a young man wielding a tomahawk frantically slashing and slashing bandits and ice trolls in their way.

Glancing at the name on the boy's head.

The two of them were immediately happy.

'Silly' (Human Warrior) Rare Elite: Level 45, 2250 HP.

Freeze Big Fang (Frost Troll Chief): "Haha, it turned out to be a fool, not Sal, a rare elite, I thought it was a hero." ”

Bloodthirsty Battle (Orc Bandit Lord): "No, there's another one over there, and I'm a hero of the Golden Five!" ”

Freeze off Big Tooth (Frost Troll Chief): "What are you afraid of, it's just a light pole hero, it's still a warrior, our boss is already stronger than the hero, and there are so many little monsters, heaps are piled up to kill him, I'll deal with that Golden Five, you quickly solve this 'fool'." ”

The two bosses were assigned tasks in an instant, and the Frost Troll Chief beckoned his men to besiege Arthas, and the orc bandit leader smirked and greeted Thrall.

Thrall rushed to the door of the hotel and was stunned, a burly orc was looking at him with greedy eyes, and behind him, the old man's bloody corpse could be seen lying on his back on the floor of the hotel.

"No!" Thrall let out a roar of rage and stared sharply at the orc robber lord in front of him.

He had been looking forward to seeing his fellow citizens one day, but at the moment, there was only anger in his heart.

(End of chapter)