Azeroth Trail of Light

Dragonblight, the central hall of Wyrmrest Temple.

Because the special adventurers have helped the queen a lot, and Dick's face, so the stingy dragons generously lent their own hall this time to give these adventurers the final trial stage .

Of course, it is not ruled out that the dragons just want to watch the excitement. At least today, there are many dragons of various races who came uninvited. The practice begins.

And sitting in the east are the great figures from the tribe, Thrall, Saurfang, Vol'jin, Kane Bloodhoof, and even the trade prince Gallywix of the Bilgewater Plutocrat, the great shaman of the Frostwolf orcs Drek'Thar and Regar, the representative of the Ring of the Earth, was the orc warrior Rega who had trained Lagosh. Behind them were generals and warlords, as well as some priests and relatives and friends of the contestants.

Facing the Horde in the west sat the great figures of the Alliance, King Varian, Dailin Proudmoore who had just returned from victory in the South Sea, Magni the Bronzebeard King, Mekkatorque the dwarf craftsman, Bolvar Duke Fortagan, Old Fording and Mograine are the representatives of Queen Kalia. The queen is unwell, so she cannot come.

Although the game has not yet started, the atmosphere of the two sides has been heated up in a special environment. From time to time, excited young people gesture insulting gestures such as middle fingers towards each other, but today's occasion is too special, so No one dared to really do it.

The most noteworthy one is the power sitting in the south, the Great Knight of Order who hasn't been seen for a long time, the Dawn Knight Dick is sitting on the main seat, and Kael'thas of Quel'Thalas is on the left. His position shows that the Sun King has finally made up his mind after a long wave of positions.

On the right side of Dick, there is a draenei elder wearing a thick white sacrificial robe and a long white beard. He has various decorations on his body, but it deepens his temperament. Holding an amethyst staff in his hand, he closed his eyes and meditated, looking extremely solemn, but all the paladins and priests present couldn't help but look at the old man, because the holy light... After he appeared, The concentration of holy light in the entire hall has increased by more than one grade.

It's like... the incarnation of the Holy Light.

Velen, this time he also appeared for the first time beside his chosen ally.

There are also the two ladies sitting behind Dick, the representatives of Theramore, some earth spirits who are similar to the dwarves but not quite the same, and some heroic spirits who have shrunk their bodies. Heimdall sat Beside Velen, the celestial gatekeeper was waiting for the gladiatorial fight to begin.

Yes, in his opinion, this is a wrestling, a wrestling between mortals, which might bring him a little fun.

The three-party forces are still taking shape. Regardless of what the Alliance and the Horde think or think, Dick, who was born 5 years ago, has indeed established a world from nothing in just 5 years. A real third party.

A real behemoth, they could love him, they could hate him, but they couldn't just ignore him.

Garrosh felt a little nervous, which was rare. He looked at his brother. Dranos was arranging his equipment. Although he didn't speak, there was also a trace of anxiety in the eyes of the young orc. Holding his staff, he kept walking up and down, muttering something to himself.

There were other people beside them, such as three night elves sitting together. The female elf in the lead looked very young, like a child who had just grown up, but they were Garrosh's strong competitors.

Farther away, the three human idiots were chatting with those adventurers, and they seemed to have no pressure at all. As for the guys in Quel'Thalas, they were more mysterious. They were all wearing long robes that almost covered their bodies It's really covered up, so I can't see the expression clearly.

In the just-concluded preliminary trial, the orcs ranked first, the night elves led by Sven ranked second, the mysterious guys of Quel'Thalas ranked third, the lucky human fools ranked fourth, and finally A total of 25 people from the top four teams in the adventurer circle entered the finals.

There are no weak people among these 25 people, and they are all the young generation who were previously unknown, so they were arranged in the hall of Wyrmrest Temple, and the other teams can only serve as spectators to appreciate Azeroth's "most brave new generation" The Birth of the Warrior.

An operation of the scale of "breaking the ice" cannot be concealed at all. It is simply the custom of Azeroth. Before the battle begins, almost every race has a similar habit. They will use some activities similar to gladiatorial combat to improve morale. It was understood by the private soldiers for such similar activities.

These teams even have their own admirers. After all, there are only a few candidates for each race. In the cloudy environment of the Angasa area, this kind of activity of advocating individual heroism can definitely cater to the soldiers favorite.

The experience of the battles and trials that the candidates participated in was also completely open to the soldiers, challenging the mammoths, raiding the proto-dragons, and even assassinating powerful undead. The morale of the soldiers, they are eager to see the real strongest warriors appear, so that the guys who have really fought all the way will be more convincing on the battlefield.

"boom"

The door of the lounge was pushed open, and a female knight in silver armor with long orange hair and a good figure walked into the lounge. Her expression was lazy and a little impatient. Look at these guys, take out a rolled up sheepskin roll from behind, open it with a snap, and say loudly,

"Now announce the process of this trial: First, you 25 guys will form a team and go through three large-scale challenges. Finally, each group will draw lots to fight, and finally select the strongest ones. Listen do you understand?"

"Wait! Ms. Toohart! I have a question!"

When everyone heard this rule, they couldn't help but widen their eyes. The most excited Garrosh even stood up directly. He was much taller than the female knight, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of her. The female knight named Toohart was the quartermaster at the time. Her nickname here was "Truehart the Judgment", and almost everyone had dealt with her.

Well, several unlucky ones who spoke badly had their legs broken directly. She was like a monster that jumped out of nowhere. She was very young but capable of fighting. At least Garrosh felt that he was not her opponent.

Toohart looked at Garrosh impatiently, bared his teeth,

"Say, what's the matter?"

"Why should we team up with anyone else? The three of us can do everything! Enough!"

Although the others didn't speak, judging from their expressions, they clearly meant the same thing. After a glance, Toohart put his hands on his hips, snorted coldly, and said mockingly,

"Geniuses, when you came to participate in this trial, did you read our statute carefully? The ultimate purpose of this trial is to fight against the Lich King, so you must show your teamwork ability. There is no space for you to perform alone! There are many opportunities to fight, and we have arranged for the best priests to heal you, which can fully guarantee that you will be able to compete in tomorrow's gladiatorial competition."

The female knight glared at Garrosh again, her tone even more disdainful,

"And, are you sure that the three of you can pass the level carefully designed for you by the strongest group of people in the world? Don't be kidding! The first three levels are your chance to prove your strength to the big shots in the whole world, to prove that you are not a bunch of parallel importers Prove that this trial is not a joke! If 25 of the strongest young generation in Azeroth can't even pass the first three tests, you will be ashamed!"

After finishing speaking, Toohart shook his long orange hair, stretched out his left hand with gauntlet,

"Last chance, those who want to leave, go out through this gate by themselves, there are at least 120 people waiting eagerly outside."

Toohart waited for 2 minutes, but no one stood up in the end. The female knight blew a whistle in satisfaction. Her appearance and demeanor did not look like an orthodox knight at all. shrugged,

"Well, rookies, it seems that you have made a decision, which is good."

"Then come with me and join your...Champion's Trial!"

Toohart turned and walked into the passage. Garrosh took a deep breath and walked out behind her. As the number one ranked team, they had the qualifications. After entering the real hall, Garrosh Shi looked up and saw the Red Dragon Queen sitting on the high platform opposite. This queen obviously had a different kind of dislike for orcs. This was related to her experience, but it was fair anyway.

On the other side, the guys from the Horde have already started to make noise. They regard this as a victory for the Horde against the Alliance. The orcs shouted the names of Garrosh and Dranos, Jolin, and cheered for them. On the other side, the coalition commanders booed.

Making this venue noisy is the same as the gladiator contest in Feralas. In fact, after fading the superficial identity, the difference between people is really not that big.

After 25 guys walked into the hall, Old Fording stood up. As the initiator of the Northern Expedition, he was elected as the host of this trial.

Today, old Fording didn't put on gorgeous ritual armor because of the special occasion. He was wearing a set of golden battle armor presented by Velen, and Dick was wearing the same one. The gifts made by humans, the holy light runes with exquisite workmanship and draenei characteristics, are stronger for the increase of holy light.

The only downside is that this set of armor is a little too shiny. After putting it on, it will be almost like a golden bling when it activates the holy light.

"Warriors..."

Old Fording's voice spread throughout the audience under the amplification technique released by Dalaran mage leader Ronin himself, and everyone fell silent.

"You have passed the harsh test, and you are qualified to stand here, in front of the entire Azeroth, to show your bravery and accept the test from the Northern Expedition."

"I personally prefer to call it the test of the entire civilized world. No matter what your race is or what you have done in the past, when you stand here, it means that you are ready to fight for justice and justice. Preparation for the sacrifice of the Great War of Evil, Life and Death, Order and Chaos."

"I admire such warriors, and I am more willing to fight side by side with you, but before that, you have to prove yourself to everyone here! Not only strength, but also enough will, and enough wisdom, we have to face , is the most dangerous opponent in all of Azeroth, everything we fear will be his ally, and when we step into Icecrown Glacier, that dark world will stand against us, that will be Bloody battle like hell."

"I need warriors! The Northern Expedition needs warriors! And the world needs heroes. More than ever before, we need heroes to stand up! Lead us to the final victory!"

"I want you to be heroes!"

Old Fording raised his hand. His emotions were obviously agitated. After he calmed down, the old knight waved his left hand, and the closed door on the other side of Wyrmrest Temple slowly opened, accompanied by Old Fording's last words .

"So, now... let's face your first opponent. They have soared in the sky from the very beginning. In the endless past, they were synonymous with invincibility, but today, they will be your opponents. opponents, remember, teamwork, this is what we want to see, and it is the only way for you to win!"

"Kill them and move on to the next level!"