Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 957 53. Let Brother Hou teach you what sarcasm is! - Spring Festival plus update, happy new year [1315]

Ulan Gaoling said that the Bloodhoof tauren are the scattered ancient kin of the Gaoling tauren, this statement is not very accurate.

The tauren were born as a race very early, dating back at least 14,000 years ago.

At that time, the civilization of the elves was just born, the pandaren civilization was still in the era of being enslaved by the mogu, and the troll empire in the history of Azeroth was still in its heyday.

However, the tauren, the children of the earth, are not as lucky as the elves and pandaren to have a huge civilization.

They have been in a state of nomadic division. So far, except for the Gaoling tauren who have their own country, the other tauren are still nomadic.

The reason is probably because the reproduction of the tauren family is too difficult, and the population has been unable to increase, so there is no basis for civilization.

However, although the best tauren in the world of Azeroth are the Kaolin tribes, but when it comes to which branch is older, the "prominent" Kaolin Bulls may not be able to compare with them. What about the Bloodhoof Tribe?

After all, Desolace is close to the savannah where the oldest buffalo people once roamed.

Moreover, the tauren, like the elves, also belong to the state of "many pedigrees".

The Tauren discovered so far include the Bloodhoof Tauren, the Highmountain Antler Tauren, and the Northrend Yakren. It is said that there is also a very powerful Yagold in the Mist Continent.

Moreover, there are also divisions of faith within the tauren.

For example, among the Bloodhoof Tauren, there is the Bloodhoof Clan who believes in Mother Earth and the Sunwalker who believes in the sun god Anshe. The Kaolin Tauren are divided into four clans because of their different use of power and living habits.

The yak people of Northrend are the most primitive, but also the most powerful.

These folk have no civilized features at all, and they play a role somewhere between nomadic tribes and robbers in Northrend.

In Anne Bonn's North Sea Fleet, there were also many Yakren pirates.

They are Anne's favorite crew members, they are hard-working and never complain. As long as they can get enough dividends, they can guarantee a terrifyingly high morale and a dead-end loyalty.

It's a pity that the number of yak people is small, and most of them live in a bitterly cold place very close to the Icecrown Glacier, so it is very difficult to recruit them.

All in all, the history of the tauren is difficult to tell clearly, because there has never been a unified dynasty, so their history and branch inheritance are basically passed down by word of mouth, and few words are left behind.

The various tauren clans were also scattered due to the catastrophe, and there was little communication with each other. Their history is a muddy mess that even the wisest shaman among them can't quite figure out.

But some things hidden deep in the bones of the tauren cannot be faked.

For example, they share the hardships and hard work, the terrible brute force they share, and the hidden freedom in their bones. Tauren looks simple and honest, but once provoked, it is definitely the most terrifying destroyer in Azeroth.

Under Bu Laike's "reminder", Lao Niu immediately responded to Turuk Bloodtotem's provocation. He grabbed the ancient totem beside him and said angrily:

"My fellow clan, you are humiliating a warrior who did his best to find hope for his clan, I want you to apologize! Otherwise"

"Otherwise what?"

When Turuk saw that Kane was angry, he immediately grinned, stretched out his hand and grabbed the blood totem on his back, and said:

"Do you want to challenge the power of blood?"

"Fight and fight!"

Fenna, who had just been beaten up by Kane, widened her eyes. Although she didn't say anything, seeing her leaning back and crossing her arms to admire her, she looked like an old-timer.

Ulan Gao Ling didn't even think about stopping this dispute.

First of all, he knew the virtues of blood totem warriors, and if he didn't satisfy his desire to fight, today's matter would never end.

Secondly, as a ruler, he also wanted to see the strength of his ancient clan.

Everyone is here to participate in the test of strength. Knowing yourself and the enemy is not a bad thing, and as the top fighter invited, Ulan also has his own pride.

He disdains to walk with the weak.

Two tall tauren glared at this.

Kane's skin is brown, while Turuk is a black cow. The two are about the same height and age, and Kane is slightly taller.

However, if you include the unique towering antlers of the kaolin cattle, then Kane Bloodhoof is slightly shorter.

But when the two were accumulating momentum, Ulan Gaoling, who was on the sidelines, already had a prediction of the outcome in his heart. Turuk was very fierce and could be called the number one warrior of the Gaoling clan.

But compared to Kane Bloodhoof's battle-tested aura, which had already formed an impactful and even halo-like chilling aura, Turuk's aura was much weaker.

This is actually quite normal.

The Bloodhoof clan has been fighting against centaurs who come and go like the wind all year round. Kane already has countless souls of centaurs in his hands. His combat skills are completely honed between life and death.

The Gaoling clan has been at peace for a long time, and although there are threats from the vrykul, after all, they don't fight every day.

This difference is so obvious that Fenner can also see it.

From the serious old cow, Fenna clearly felt the aura similar to those orc chiefs who were too strong in Dalaran before.

It was as if the battle hadn't even started yet, but the result was already determined!

If there was a game of betting on who would win now, Fenner would definitely ask Stud to bet on Kane Bloodhoof, the provocative big black bull had no hope.

But Turuk was from the Blood Clan. Their line of tauren received rigorous warrior training since they were young, and they had to undergo blood rituals when they became adults. Only those who won were eligible to become warriors.

It can be said that the blood totem is the Spartan tribe among the kaolin cattle. It is naturally impossible for Turuk, who grew up in such an environment, to admit defeat before fighting.

"Why don't you use your halberd? You are better at that thing, right?"

Turuk saw Kane's rune halberd on the side, and in the midst of rising anger, he asked in a low voice.

"That's for the enemy."

Kane wagged his tail and replied as a matter of course:

"You are not an enemy."

After speaking, he lifted the totem pole.

Assuming a charging posture in the breath of a strong wind blowing through the rough Gobi, amidst the exclamations of Ulan and Fenner nearby, a stream of light like the halo of the paladins surged from the ground under Kane's feet rise.

"The enduring aura of Mother Earth's blessing?"

Ulan exclaimed:

"Turuk! Hurry up and admit defeat, this is a god-chosen warrior!"

That's too late!

The same thought resounded in Kane Bloodhoof and Bu Laike who was hiding in the shadows at the same time. The old cow charged in an instant, and the momentum of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking wanted to tear the ground under his feet.

Turuk, who took the blow head-on, was under even greater pressure.

In a daze, he saw that the bloodhoof tauren chief in front of him seemed to be charging under the weight of the earth.

The surrounding earth ruthlessly abandoned him at this moment. Under the violent vibration, a legendary warrior like Turuk even felt unsteady.

Unstoppable.

This was his first thought.

The rushing old bull exerted all the accumulated kinetic energy on the totem pole in his hand. Bu Laike reminded him to use strength to subdue the Gaoling clan, so the simple and honest old bull was merciless in this attack.

The legendary power named "Crush" instantly doubled its destructive power under the blessing of the durable halo blessed by Mother Earth. When the totem fell down, the impact on the onlookers was like smashing a walnut with a war hammer.

In the next second, a fragile thing will explode instantly.

Chief Ulan pulled out his halberd and was about to step forward to rescue him, but the old cow was only there to show his strength, not to kill people, so the blow did not land on Turuk's antler head.

It was the blood totem in his hand.

"boom"

Amidst the terrifying loud noise, Turuk was repeatedly backed away by the shock wave that came with the shattering slam. In the vibration of this small piece of ground, his hands trembled and he couldn't grasp the totem in his hand.

He looked down and saw that the first half of the totem pole blessed by the spirit of nature, made with the clan's secret method, had been shattered into powder, and the second half was also cracked in an unsightly manner.

This is the top totem he can only have as a chief!

It was actually smashed to pieces by this foreign bull.

This has almost never happened in the history of Highmountain, and a sense of shame sprouted in his heart. He looked at Kane Bloodhoof, who was standing there leaning on his totem, holding his totem and stretching out his hand to him, who was still smiling foolishly.

God.

He tried to challenge such an opponent just now.

People show mercy.

Otherwise, as long as you adjust the landing point a little, your head will not be harder than the totem.

"I'm convinced."

Hei Niu laughed and grabbed Kane's hand, he threw the broken totem aside, and said to Kane in a convincing tone:

"You are the number one warrior among the Tauren! When Odin's trial is over, you must come to the Blood Totem's End Cliff, and I will introduce you to my clansmen.

They worship great power as much as I do.

I know your difficulties, just to provoke you, Kane.

We blood totems worship the strong, as long as you can make an outstanding record in the trial of strength, we will follow you back to Desolace.

Kill all the centaurs who dare to challenge you! "

Fenner also screamed beside her:

"Hey! Old Niu, you can't beat a centaur with your strength. What kind of monsters are those centaur war khans?"

"They're actually not strong either."

Kane scratched the mane on his head and explained:

"But the khans also have the blessing of Mother Earth, and each of them, like me, has to be killed at least twice to kill. The name of the war khans' immortality is well-known throughout the continent of Kalimdor.

I was still wondering how those barbarians got Mother Earth's favor, but your brother gave me an answer.

They are not beloved by Mother Earth.

They have stolen the power of the earth.

What a shame! "

He does not mean that.

After hearing Kane's words, the big black bull Turuk's eyes lit up.

Originally thought that Kane's blessing of the earth must be granted by Mother Earth, but if despicable centaurs can steal the power of the earth, does that mean that outsiders can also

"boom"

Before Turuk could finish his dangerous thoughts, a blood-red figure roared down from the sky.

Bu Laike's warning sounded in Fenner's ear.

"Leave quickly, the most troublesome guy is here, he must have come here after smelling the battle."

Fenner stared round her eyes. She didn't doubt the pirate's persuasion, and turned around to leave.

As a result, as soon as it started, a huge blood-colored battle ax swirled over amidst the clattering noises, and it was inserted into the ground in front of Fenner's eyes.

"No one is allowed to leave!"

Grom Hellscream, who was thinner than before, stood up like a ghost from the small hole where he landed. This orc chieftain was wearing a full set of Horde armor.

The skulls of various races dotted on the shoulders, knees, and arms make him look terrifying. And the flames of anger wrapped around his body and those amazingly bright blood-colored eyes made him look even more abnormal.

"I knew I could have fun here!"

The orc chief of the Warsong clan laughed, looking at the three cows and an elf in front of him, he moved his fists, and his knuckles cracked.

He roared in a growling tone:

"I didn't have the fun of Jin's interesting beast being rescued by Dailin.

Brother Saurfang is even more cowardly, avoiding me everywhere! Thalorian Dawnseeker's sword is too disgusting, like the sewing needle used by a weak woman, it's not bold at all!

The Juggernauts are powerful enough, but unfortunately they don't want me to find them.

As for the Vrykul.

Huh, sad guy doesn't even interest me.

But you."

Grom moved the nostrils decorated with nose rings, as if smelling the most delicious smell in the air, he trembled with excitement, he said:

"The three of you are different, you smell like you can be raped.

especially you!

Hornman, you even scare me!

awesome!

After the fight with the World Destroyer, it has been a long time since I felt this trembling feeling. Azeroth is really a good place, and I already like this world.

awesome.

Come on, fight with me.

Killed by me.

Or kill me! "

"Who is this madman?"

Kane Bloodhoof grabbed the rune halberd at hand. Obviously, Grom's appearance made him feel threatened, and he finally used his best weapon.

And Ulan Gaoling next to him also held his halberd and cooperated with Kane to form a battle line.

Fenna pulled out Quel Sela and held it in her hands with Ashbringer. She clasped her battle helmet and said to the two cows in a low voice:

"This is Grom Hellscream, the most bloodthirsty and combative orc chieftain, he has the nickname 'Titan Killer', be careful, he has double the destructive power against opponents bigger than him, you two Be careful."

"Aren't you safe then?"

Kane shook his head, said a joke, and then stood in front of Fenner.

The half-elf murmured in a low voice:

"If only it were that simple. Opponents who are smaller than him are even more miserable, and they will be crushed ruthlessly by him. This is a completely unsolvable legendary force.

Worse than my stinky brother's one. "

"If you want to challenge the Gaoling clan, pass me first!"

Turuk, who was defeated by Kane, was still upset. Seeing the orc making a mocking declaration in a handsome and shocking posture, the big black bull rushed over grabbing the second totem on his back.

Grom didn't even look at him, grabbed the chain on his wrist and pulled it hard, and the huge battle ax went back into his hand.

Hellscream, who was staring at the three people in front of him, took a step away, letting the totem smashed from behind rub against his body and fall, and the second before Turuk was about to launch a sweep, his totem was kicked away by Grom.

The savage orc turned around and punched the big black bull on the waist and abdomen. The terrifying outburst of anger cracked the black bull's armor and severely damaged its internal organs.

The power of legend, the killer of titan, made Grom kill a legendary black bull in seconds with an absolutely powerful posture. Turuk's bull's eyes widened, his eyes were bloodshot, and the corners of his mouth twitched and he fell limply to the ground. Rom clasped his chin and lifted it in the air.

The orc chief looked at the pair of staring bull eyes, and said in a disdainful tone:

"Sad weakling, you don't even have the qualifications to die under my battle axe! Odin said that he invited the most powerful warrior in the world. But your appearance made me doubt the gold content of this trial.

The weak need to be eliminated! "

(end of this chapter)