Volume 9: Disaster Chapter 526: Humans and Orcs
That human knight was right. I should find a teacher. Or - four!
Sal stood up suddenly.
Looking at the bloodthirsty warrior who was about to take his head, there was no fear on his face.
Water flow - healing wave!
With a flash of green light, all the wounds on Sal's body healed instantly.
+3795 (overdose of treatment)!
What? Bloodthirsty Warrior was stunned. This guy can also add blood.
Throw the net!
Swish, a big net trapped the bloodthirsty berserker in place.
What? Bloodthirster was stunned. How could this guy have this skill? Isn't this a hunter's skill?
But it’s not over yet.
Thunder - the wrath of lightning! The power of lightning surrounded Thrall, and with a push of his hands, a dazzling and blinding lightning ball hit the Bloodthirsty War.
-1899 (Paralysis)!
The violent electric current made the Bloodthirsty Warrior's claws numb instantly.
Fearless slash!
Sar leaped into the air and chopped down the enemy's head like a god descending from heaven, with unparalleled power.
Oh my god, what is this guy's job?
The Bloodthirsty War was completely shocked and subconsciously raised his battle axe to block.
clang!
The axe made the Bloodthirsty Madman stagger back.
Die - Counterattack Storm!
He swung the axe in his hand madly at Thrall.
Thrall retreated—and retreated again.
Just when he was about to be forced into a dead corner, he suddenly took a step forward, and in a flash, his figure disappeared from the sight of the Bloodthirsty War.
What happened? Before Bloodthirsty War could react, he felt a strong wind coming from behind him.
He wanted to turn around and defend himself but it was too late.
Swift Wind Slash! Swish, a blood mark appeared on the Bloodthirsty War's body.
-377!
A swift series of slashes! Swish, swish, swish.
-389! -391! -403!
The blood volume dropped rapidly.
Although he could still hold on as the BOSS, his momentum had been suppressed.
Bloodthirsty War was furious for a moment, "Fuck, who the hell are you?"
"I am G'ir-Thrall, son of Durotan and warrior of the Frostwolf clan!"
Bloodthirster was still in disbelief, "I really believed you. Thrall is only seven years old this year."
"It's eight years old!"
As Thrall spoke, he took off the Orb of Deception from his body and immediately returned to the appearance of a young orc.
Because orc children grow quickly and are affected by the power of evil, an eight-year-old orc boy looks almost like a sixteen-year-old human and is already a strong orc.
A golden light suddenly , and the name above his head suddenly changed.
Thrall (The Apocalypse), a gold-level first-level hero, level 46, with 5450 health points.
The destiny that was originally sealed was awakened instantly.
Thrall? You are really Thrall! The Bloodthirster finally accepted the reality.
Thrall originally thought that the other party would lay down his weapon, but he did not expect that the bloodthirsty warrior would reveal a greedy look.
"Hahaha, it's really hard to find what you want. The Young Wolf Lord is offering a reward of 500,000 RMB for your head. I'm determined to get the money today."
Bloodthirsty War roared excitedly. He originally thought he had encountered just a small fish, but he didn't expect it to be a big fish.
So what about Thrall? He’s just a hero who has just awakened.
I must chop you into pieces today.
"Come in, guys, and kill this bastard."
At the command, more than a dozen bandits rushed in from outside, including humans and orcs, and surrounded Thrall with ferocious looks.
Originally, Beastmen and Bandits were different factions of wild monsters, but they would occasionally merge with each other, and now they are indistinguishable from each other.
Thrall was not afraid of the bandits who surrounded him. He cared more about what they had just said.
"You said my big brother put a bounty on my head?" This time it was Thrall's turn to be in disbelief.
"You lied, why did you do this, brother?"
"Why else? Of course it's for power. The Young Wolf Lord is now the chieftain of the Frostwolf Clan. He has also rescued 100,000 orc captives and is about to establish a new tribe. But you have always been a thorn in his side. After all, in history, you were the one who eventually established the new tribe. As long as you are alive, he will feel uneasy, so he has put a bounty on your head. Now he can finally get rid of you."
"You're lying! My brother is not that kind of person!"
Building a new tribe? Where does that start?
“Hahahaha, Sal, ah Sal, you are really a fool. In front of power, even your own son is unreliable, let alone your brothers. The Young Wolf Lord is a man who plans to do great things. Killing an NPC like you is nothing. No more nonsense. You must die today. Come on!”
A group of bandits swarmed over, attacking Thrall with swords, knives and axes, almost chopping him into meat paste in an instant.
However, the next second, a violent flash of lightning suddenly burst out among the crowd.
Heroic combat skill——Thunderous Fury!
Furious, Thrall merged the rage of a warrior with the elemental power of a shaman, and inadvertently merged the soul of a hero with it.
As Thrall swung his axe, electric currents flew out and the violent explosion blew away all the surrounding soldiers.
Then a series of combos were launched at the Bloodthirsty War.
With the help of anger, his skills are deadly.
Thunder and lightning!
Thunder explosion!
Swift wind and thunder slash!
The battle axe, carrying the power of thunder, chopped off the Bloodthirsty Berserker's health, but he was unable to move due to the paralysis effect.
A decapitation blow!
With a whoosh, the battle axe split the Bloodthirsty Berserker's head and embedded itself in it.
Thrall was breathing heavily, furious like a mad beast, yet extremely calm like a hunter.
The Bloodthirsty Berserker glanced at the axe stuck on his head in disbelief - Damn, what a joke, I am a terrifying third-order boss, but I died here, I am unwilling to accept this, I was supposed to rise.
He rolled his eyes and finally died.
As the bodies fell, Thrall finally calmed down from his rage.
He rushed to the old man beside him.
What surprised him was that the old man still seemed to be alive.
Seeing that it was Sal, the old man showed a relieved expression.
"Ahem... you really didn't... disappoint me."
"Stop talking, old man. I'll heal you."
After saying that, a healing wave was sent out, but after a flash of green light, the old man's blood volume did not increase at all.
"Ahem... It's useless. My life has come to an end... It doesn't matter. I've stayed in this hotel long enough... Now that you finally have the power to protect yourself, it's time to find your destiny."
The old man grabbed Sal's hand and stared at him intently, "Remember, with great power comes great responsibility-uh."
He rolled his eyes and died.
With great power comes great responsibility?
Sal silently recited the old man's last words and was stunned for a moment.
At the same time, the battle outside the door also reached a critical moment.
Frozen by ice!
The power of ice quickly froze the broken teeth into a lump of ice.
However, the frozen troll chieftain did not die, as frost trolls have extremely high resistance to freezing.
But the next second.
Flame Slash!
The Song of Ice and Fire suddenly burst out with flames, and with a sword slash, the ice exploded instantly and split into two pieces.
-19312 (fatal blow)!
Phew, my strength is still as good as before.
Arthas looked at the troll corpses scattered around him and sighed.
Without the command of their chief, the remaining trolls lost all morale and fled in all directions.
He rushed into the hotel in a hurry, hoping that the boy would not die.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw the bodies of orcs and human bandits all over the ground, and an orc boy holding the body of an old man with grief on his face.
"Fool?" Arthas asked uncertainly.
"It's Thrall!" The orc raised his head. The green orc's face vaguely showed the facial features of the human boy before, and the expression on his face was exactly the same.
"You are an orc!?" Arthas was shocked.
He encountered too many strange things today.
Sal sneered, "Why, are you planning to finish me off?"
Arthas shook his head. "Humans, orcs, what's the difference?" He looked at the bodies of the bandits. The bodies of orcs and humans were piled together, indistinguishable from each other.
Times have changed. Once the Alliance and the Horde were clearly separated, but now these different races are mixed together.
The Alliance even formed an alliance with the Horde to fight against the Scourge. Who can tell whether they are enemies or friends?
"You seem very angry. Stop blaming yourself. You have already avenged him."
Thrall shook his head, but the red in his eyes had not yet faded. "My anger is not just because of these things. I just learned that in order to secure his position as the chieftain, my elder brother offered a reward of 500,000 RMB for my death."
"Your elder brother... is chasing you... hehe, haha, hahahaha!" Arthas suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so hard that he fell backwards.
Sal suddenly got angry, "What are you laughing at? What's so funny?"
Arthas finally stopped. "I'm laughing because my eldest brother is Godwin, King of Lordaeron. He also sent people to hunt me down, so I'm hiding here under a false name. Can you guess why he's hunting me down? Hahaha, that's right, it's the same reason your eldest brother is hunting you down, in order to secure his position as king."
At this moment, the name above Arthas's head suddenly changed from a mysterious human warrior to Arthas (a wandering knight).
When Thrall heard this, he was stunned and couldn't help but smile bitterly, but the bitter smile turned into a big laugh, and the big laugh turned into a wild laugh. Arthas also laughed again, and both of them laughed so hard that tears came out of their eyes.
They laughed like this for a long time before finally stopping and looking at each other. Suddenly, they felt a sense of mutual understanding and sympathy.
Half an hour later.
Thrall placed the old man's body in the pit, filled it with dirt, and then piled stones on top.
Looking at the grave, Sal was silent for a long time.
"Where are you going next—Alsace?"
"I'm going to Alterac to find my eldest brother Aidan. These monsters are gathered here. From what they say, it seems that something big is going to happen here. I can't just sit there and watch."
"I'll go with you."
"Aren't you afraid they'll kill you?"
"As you said, orcs and humans, it's hard to tell."
"Okay, but for safety's sake, you should take the orb with you."
Thrall nodded, put on the Orb of Deception, and transformed back into a human boy.
He put on the armor and weapons he found from the orc bandit lord, and the two young men headed north.
On the vast snowy plain, the two walked side by side.
After walking for two days, the majestic walls of Alterac soon appeared before their eyes.
Instead of entering the city, the two men went around the city and headed towards the Dragon Castle not far away.
Surrounded by a storm, the castle stood out.
With their strength, environmental damage was no problem for them. They quickly crossed the storm and arrived at the gate of Longshang Castle.
Arthas stated his purpose directly, "I'm looking for Brother Aidan."
Because they were Murphy's [brothers], the knight guarding the gate was very polite and welcomed them directly into the castle.
The steward in the castle told them, "Lord Aidan has led his army to Northrend."
What? Arthas was immediately anxious. The words of the troll chieftain hinted at some conspiracy. It was bad that his elder brother left at this time.
"So who is in charge here now?"
"I'm responsible."
A crisp voice sounded from outside the door. The two turned around and saw Jaina, dressed in a battle mage outfit, walking in. Seeing Arthas, Jaina was immediately surprised, "You are - Prince Arthas? Oh my God, why are you here? There have been rumors that you are missing."
The two of them can be considered as childhood friends, but they have been through so much that they are somewhat estranged.
Arthas smiled bitterly, "This is a long story."
Jaina also noticed Thrall and recognized him as the waiter in the inn. However, she was a little surprised to see Thrall wearing armor and carrying a battle axe.
"Hey, how come you are together?" Jaina looked at Thrall, "We met before, where is your grandfather?"
"Grandpa—he's dead."
"Oh, I'm so sorry."
"Let's not talk about those things for now. Recently, there have been some unusual movements of monsters in the Alterac Mountains. They are gathering in abnormally large numbers. I suspect something terrible is about to happen."
Jaina smiled mysteriously, "Don't worry, Lord Aidan has already foreseen everything from fate. The monster army is about to launch a large-scale attack on Alterac. Before he left, he specifically gave me a task to lead the soldiers to crush this plan."
you?
Both of them were a little surprised.
Jaina said proudly: "Of course it's me. I am a powerful wizard and I have participated in the battle of slaying dragons with my own hands."
As he spoke, he waved his staff, and a surge of magical power surged instantly.
"You can fight those monsters with me if you want."
The two looked at each other and nodded.
Arthas was still a little uneasy, "When will my brother come back?"
"They will naturally return after they have dealt with the Scourge. Calculating the time, they should be arriving in Northrend soon."
