Azeroth’s Death Track

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On the Nagrand grassland, in a blink of an eye, the Champions League gladiator has passed 3 days, the first round of the game has ended, 32 powerful gladiators teams have been out after fighting, including several world famous ones of Draenor The gladiator, and the gladiator group organized by the black iron slave owners of Azeroth, the death row from the 13th district, and the "black ghost" group that has really become the **** horse of the public attention.

In these three days of competition, the Black Ghost showed a powerful and shocking strength. All the five games were won by absolute suppression, and humans also found that the gladiator composition in this gladiator group is very complicated. There are humans, elves, draenei, and orcs, which can't help but make the audience begin to speculate about the origin of this gladiator.

In the official handicap of the Dark Edge Consortium, although the Black Ghost won the bet not as many as the old-fashioned gladiatorial groups, but in the first time to participate in the Champions League rookie group, it is already far ahead.

But this gladiator is very low-key and very mysterious. They refused to visit all the forces. When there was no competition, they stayed quietly in the Nagrand grassland. They belonged to their own camp. The camp was designed like a normal gladiator. Not quite the same, it is very much like a camp structure in the human army.

But at this time, deep in the camp of the Black Ghost, the true leader of the Black Ghost, the self-exiled King Varian Wrynn was walking around in the tent with some uneasiness, not because of the soon-to-be-coming gladiator knockout, Fighting will never make Varian feel the pressure. In the years of fighting in the fight, he has become a top fighter with anger and knowledge from a weak warrior who can't even be beaten by ogres. warrior.

It is not just Varian’s martial arts that is constantly fighting and tempering, but also his will, just like the night he will never forget, Tyrion. The Blade of Dawn is stealing his son and wife, Those words left.

In this painful and crazy furnace, Varian's peerless steel is being tempered little by little, becoming a sharp blade enough to sever fate.

But... the years of fighting in a fight, he was left with not only a good body and the will of steel, but also not only strong power, but also elite combat skills...and companions, more than 400 willing Following his companion, a war group established by his own hands, this is not because of the power brought by Wrynn's surname, but the real power of Varian.

This is the strength he can give to his back on the battlefield. They are more like a family, a family united by Varian.

"Head, I have almost searched the entire grassland."

The tall orc gladiator Bloedie Blood Fist walked into the tent. He looked at Varian walking anxiously back and forth. He said in a deep voice:

"Old Job also searched the entire arena, and we didn’t find the figure of Valilla...I wonder, what the quarrel between the two of you, she may have left, left, like a bear Pi left us like..."

"She won't leave, blood punch."

Varian shook his head and said:

"The contradiction between me and Valilla... that's just a personal issue, Valilla will not leave us at this time, I believe she will not."

"Head, seriously..."

The stout orc gladiator has followed Varian for several years. He lost to the black ghost led by Varian in the gladiator's gladiator's gladiator field, but Varian spared his life and paid him to take him from The slave master named Rega was redeemed. Since then, Blood Fist has been loyal to Varian. Of course, this is also because Varian's fighting spirit has made Blood Fist very appreciated.

As long as you are a real warrior, it is easy to win the friendship of the orcs.

But Broedi was also very aware of the entangled feelings between his leader and the second leader, Valilla Sangnar, one of the gladiators who initially teamed up with Varian. The two of them were fighting There was a profound friendship between the two, and the two clearly appreciated each other, but his chief seemed to hide too much pain in his heart. He rejected Valiera’s feelings again and again, which allowed the onlookers to feel it. To the disappointment of the high elf assassin.

And now the situation is like the warning to Varian when they left the phantom of the Black Ghost, the violent Druid Bullock, after they won the championship in the glade in Stranglethorn Vale... He asked Vari Ann accepts the feelings of Valilla that he sees as a daughter, but Varian still refuses...

In this matter, Varian's will seems firmer than steel.

"You made her sad, head."

The orc shrugged and said to Varian:

"Maybe she has been waiting for you to find her in person, I think, if you don’t show up, she won’t show up, you know how strong Valerie’s stealth ability is, she doesn’t want us to find her, we will always Don’t want to find her... well, head, you’re a little too...too cold for Valera, even an orc like me can’t stand it anymore."

"She paid so much for you, you should at least..."

"Enough! Blood Fist!"

Varian anxiously interrupted the orc's persuasion. He put his hands on the table. He whispered slightly:

"You don't understand, Valilla is a good woman, but I can't...I can't betray myself, do you understand? I have a heavy destiny to bear, I can't involve her...forget it, I'll go find it myself, in what direction did she go when she left last night?"

"On the north side, over the holy mountain of Woshu, but... I've already searched for it, but there isn't."

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At dusk when the halo shrouded at the foot of the holy mountain of Woshu, the young soldiers Telia and Dornan rode a scooter and pulled a carriage with clothes on them. The unconscious senior elf was being thrown in the carriage Here, a group of people are returning in the direction of the arena.

The little ones who came with them were being taken by Vanessa to play around the holy mountain, and Anduin’s special discovery surprised several small publics. In this case, just after eating the barbecue, did you protect yourself? The capable children obviously should not be involved in this matter, so they decided to return on their own and send the high elf to the Tyrian couple.

"Is she dying?"

While Dornan was driving a motorcycle, he looked back and forth from time to time to see the painful curling high elf assassin in the carriage. She blinked and asked:

"She looked very painful."

"Don't talk nonsense, Dornan."

Anduin and Sarantia sitting in the carriage constantly tried to heal the painful elf with holy light, but the two children's holy light did not work. Anduin removed the elf's **** hand armor , He flipped the elf's wrist and said to Dornan and Talia:

"Look at this! She has a cursed rune on her hand. I heard General Sarantis in Shattrath City that this should be a curse, so it looks more than just a magic addiction, Uncle Tyrion There must be a way to save her."

"whispering sound"

Dornan snorted dismissively, her eyes rolled, and then said to Talia around her:

"Anduin must have watched the elf look beautiful, so he was so attentive, that little pervert!"

"Um...you say that, indeed...it may be!"

Talia frowned, and after a mess of thoughts, she nodded:

"You see he always likes to play with Sarantia, he should like the elves, hey... boys are disgusting! At such a small age, these messy things will happen."

The chattering between the two precocious girls did not disturb Anduin’s treatment. He didn’t save Valira because she was beautiful, even though this elf is considered to be a group of high elves rich in handsome men and beautiful women. Outstanding beauty, but Anduyin really did not think so much, he was just because of instinctive kindness.

"Walila...you must persevere."

Anduin took the handkerchief and helped the painful high elf assassin wipe the sweat from his forehead. He said to the unconscious elf:

"Soon, someone will save you soon."

"Revived"

The voice of the little prince had just fallen, and the sound of a warhorse hissing sounded. At the next moment, a warrior wearing black armor and a horned helmet hit the small team in the same way from the sky. Dornan and Talia squeezed the brakes violently. In a sharp sound of mechanical friction, the motorcycle stopped at the same place, but the car in the back continued to move forward.

So after a while of flying chickens and dogs, Varian looked a little speechless and piled up in front of his eyes, pressed under the overturned carriage, the children who kept screaming, and the two cars that fell on the side, weird Engineering machinery, and Valilla, who was thrown directly out of the car... his teammate who left angrily because of quarreling with each other.

"Ah, the magic addiction broke out again, no wonder...poor."

Varian bent down and embraced the unconscious Valila in her arms. The high elf assassin seemed to feel the familiar breath too. She moaned in the coma and hugged Varian's arm.

"Children, thank you, I really appreciate..."

After confirming that Valilla was okay, Varian was relieved. He raised his head and stepped forward, turning the slightly heavy carriage over. He wanted to thank these strange children, but he Before he finished speaking, he saw Anduin, who closed his eyes and extended his arms to protect several girls. He saw the face that resembled him, saw the iconic short blond hair, and Don't put it on Anduin's collar, a little worn Wryen family coat of arms.

At this moment, Varian stood up violently, as if he saw the most fearful thing, like a red soldering iron in front of his eyes, he stumbled back a few steps and spent several years in a fighting career At this moment, the iron and steel thinking developed by Zhongshan collapsed.

He was completely unprepared...he didn't even think about it, in this case, he would see his son who had been away for several years... like a "surprise" prepared for him by this **** fate, Surprised to this moment, Varian actually had a feeling of helplessness, like the feeling he first stepped into the arena, but at that time he could calm himself with weapons and hatred, but now?

How should he calm down?

"Ah! It's a black ghost!"

The heavy carriage was pulled away. The first one to open her eyes was Dornan. She looked up dizzily and saw the powerful gladiator in front of her in the gladiatorial battle. This made Dornan send out. With a scream of joy, the children climbed up and surrounded Varian holding Valila, looking at him with an "idol" look.

Varian’s few battles in the arena were almost ended with neat and timid crushing, and he was very reticent, lonely, and did not care about the audience’s thoughts. The unique temperament that enveloped him attracted him instead. After a lot of fans, especially young people, they generally think that the black ghost is Cooooool!

The children swarmed around to let Varian wipe his face subconsciously, and the heavy full-cover black iron helmet was still on his head, which made Varian breath out, he did not know what to do at this time. Shouldn't meet Anduin, he didn't even know if there were dark-edged spies around.

He wanted to turn around and leave, but seeing Andu's doubts mixed with a look of excitement, Varian's legs could not move forward anymore.

"Thank you, children..."

Varian said in a deep voice that his deliberately thick voice spread through the helmet, making it appear to be sullen, he hugged Valera and nodded to the children:

"Thank you for saving my companion."

Talking, he took a black ghost logo from Valilla's pocket and shook it in front of the children, proving his relationship with Valilla, and the black ghost's sincere gratitude made several children more excited Like an idol fan, she was so excited that she didn't know what to do. Dornan held out his hand and wanted to touch Varian's short knife, which made Varian take a subconscious step back.

With a little confused thinking, he didn’t know what to say, he could only stand still, and didn’t know if it was an illusion. Anduin always felt that the gaze of this powerful gladiator in front of him was always nothing. Stayed on him.

This made the little prince scratch his head, and while lifting his scooter, he said to Varian in front of him:

"Ms. Valira's addiction and curse broke out together, she was very painful, but my uncle should have a way to lift this curse, do you want to go with us? Black ghost... We all adore you. "

"Your uncle?"

Varian's eyes dimmed, and he said softly:

"Is it Tyrion?"

"Huh? Do you know his name? How do you know!"

When Tyrion’s name was spoken from Varian’s mouth, not only did Anduin take a step back, Dornan and Talia took the weapon directly from the storage ring, and Salantia hid Behind Anduin, these four children are sometimes mad, but they are not stupid. Anduin has not shown his identity at all, and the existence of the children in the dark temple is even more secret. Outsiders cannot know at all. !

The only explanation is that the gladiator had been in contact with Dark Blade, but maybe he was not a friend.

Dornnan's dazzling lightning flashed in her hands, and she shouted sharply:

"Who are you! Hurry up!"

Varian immediately realized that he had made a mistake. He looked at Anduin's watchful eyes and the holy light shining in Anduin's hand. He took a step back and raised his left hand, indicating that he was not malicious, his thinking. Running wildly, he finally sighed amid the children's hostility.

"because I am..."

Varian stared at Anduin. He really couldn't say the phrase "I'm your father." Eventually, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said in a gruff voice:

"Because I'm your father's friend, Xiao An Duin... he told me about you, he told me your birthday, just 7 days later, right? And the last time he left, he Give me this!"

A silver coin bearing the emblem of Wrynn was thrown out of Varian’s hand and fell at the foot of Anduin. The little prince picked up the quaint silver coin. He rubbed the “Varian” engraved on the back of the coin. "Wrynn" and "Tiffany Elian", and after a few seconds, Anduin raised his head, a grievance appeared in his blue eyes, he looked at Varian, he asked softly To:

"Where is my father now? Why haven't he picked me up with my mother for so long?"

"Click"

Hearing this, Varian's dagger, which was clenched in her hand, blessed at this moment and suddenly broke.

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