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Sharlayan didn't choose a difficulty, all he considered was which skill was most suitable for the current situation.

"Heroic Leap can greatly improve mobility, but it has no lethality in itself, so it can be ruled out first."

"Beheading is more like a panacea. It can play a role in cleaning up miscellaneous soldiers or fighting against strong enemies, but depending on the battle situation, the effect will vary."

"Overpowering is the least restrictive of the three skills, but it takes some work to master it."

Just when Sharlayan was hesitating, he suddenly caught a flash of shadow from the arcane surveillance screen out of the corner of his eye.

"Huh? This is... stealth?"

"wrong."

Valeera, who followed to the basement at some point, had a serious expression on her face, staring intently at the surveillance screen.

"This is the wind walk of the orc sword master. I'm afraid we are in big trouble."

After hearing Valeera's description of the special combat role of the orc sword master, Sharlayan finally made up his mind and chose the suppression skill with his mind.

As Sharlayan selected the target, the other two skill cards turned into light spots and dissipated.

The suppression skill card was integrated into his body, and the related usage skills were engraved in his soul.

Although the weapons used by Orc Juggernauts are long knives, they are still agile occupations in essence.

According to what was said before the barrage, suppression is very useful for agile occupations, which is just right for the current situation.

The arcane monitoring system that Julian entrusted the mage of the Morning Star Tower to help set up can see the weak energy flow.

Although the orc sword master started the wind walk and escaped into the shadows, he could see obvious energy distortions on the path he passed.

"coming."

Seeing the string of distorted energy phantoms coming all the way to the gate of the manor, Sarlayan raised his head and exchanged glances with Valeera, and they both walked back to the first floor lightly.

After setting the trap, Lailas followed Vereesa to the second floor, stretched the bowstring above the escalator in the corridor, and aimed at the heavy solid wood door.

Clenching his fists to feel the state, Salayan felt a little depressed.

'It hasn't recovered yet...Fortunately, the enemy is an agility profession, and his strength should not be strong. '

...

Samuro is the most traditional of the modern Burning Blade masters.

Since the orcs entered Azeroth through the Dark Portal, Samuro has always seen the depravity and brutality of the tribe, and tried to stop them countless times.

But every time he wanted to stand out, he was stopped by his mentor Dar Triple Blood Blade.

As the chief of the Burning Blade Clan and the leader of the sword master with high aspirations, Dar also can't understand the crimes committed by the orcs corrupted by the blood of demons.

He once wanted to return to his hometown of Draenor, which was destroying himself, and never interfere with worldly affairs.

Just before Dahl was about to pack up and leave, an accident happened.

Gul'dan's puppet, Horde Warchief Blackhand was killed.

He died in the orc-traditional duel of Mak'Gora to Orgrim Doomhammer, also of the Blackrock clan.

Mak'Gora means duel of honor in the orc language. It is an ancient custom passed down by orcs for many years. It is a one-on-one duel until the death. It is usually initiated by the two parties in order to compete for status.

Those who refuse to accept Mak'Gora will be spurned by all orcs. When Orgrim is ready to challenge Mak'Gora, the black hand as the great chief has no choice but to fight.

In the end, Orgrim won the Mak'Gora, and he became the new chief of the tribe as a matter of course.

Having just taken over the Horde, Orgrim immediately showed the difference between him and Blackhand.

While Gul'dan was in a coma for unknown reasons, Orgrim learned of the stronghold of the Shadow Council by torturing the half-orc thief Garona, and killed all the warlocks except Gul'dan with thunder.

Under the leadership of Orgrim, although the orc tribe who drank the blood of demons still had many bad habits, at least Orgrim made it clear that they were by no means slaves and puppets of demons, and they were fighting for the survival of the group.

Orgrim came to the door in person, lowered his profile and told Dahl the plight that the orcs were facing now.

For the continuation of the race, Dahl chose to believe in him and stayed to assist Orgrim in laying down a new home for the orcs.

Samuro couldn't understand Dahl's actions. He believed that his mentor had betrayed the belief of the Burning Blade Clan and tarnished the glorious profession of Sword Master.

For a long time, Samuro, who followed the tribe's actions, has been working without effort, and Dahl has not restrained his behavior much.

Dahl is old, and during the fierce battles with the alliance in the past few years, he can clearly feel that his physical function is declining day by day.

Dahl originally wanted his best apprentice, Samuro, to inherit the Burning Blade clan, but Samuro had no interest in the extremely depraved Burning Blade clan.

As a last resort, Dahl could only choose to pass on the position of chieftain to his ambitious daughter Azuka, and hand over the true spirit and glory of the Burning Blade Master to Samuro to pass on.

Although he accepted the last request from his mentor, Samuro was still full of confusion.

He still can't understand why Dahl, who used to attach great importance to glory, has become what he is now.

"Suck~"

At the moment of the task, Samuro took a deep breath and put aside his redundant thoughts for the time being.

There is no sense of popularity in this exquisite high elf manor, but Samuro, who followed the traces, can be sure that there must be someone in the house.

Leaping over the metal fence outside the manor, the barefooted Samuro walked carefully through the garden, lowering his footsteps to the gate.

'meditation. '

The meditation of the Juggernaut is different from that of the mage. Its function is not to restore magic power, but to restrain the mind and enhance the perception.

The water-like mental waves spread out from the center of Samuro, and he quickly noticed the multiple traps behind the gate.

'little tricks. '

Opening his eyes again, Samuro clenched the saber with both hands and raised it above his head, while exhaling and making a sound, he slashed down.

"drink!"

At the same time as the saber split the gate, the linkage trap set by Lailas took effect.

The freezing trap hit first, and when Lailas on the second floor was about to release the arrow in his hand, Vereesa suddenly stopped in a low voice.

"Wait, the enemy is not frozen."

As Vereesa said, what was frozen into the trap was just a mirror image created by Samuro.

Through this afterimage, all of Lyras' traps were triggered, but none of them actually hit the target.

Samuro, who was watching from behind, had already seen the two rangers on the second floor with their bows and arrows.

After the light and shadow effect caused by the explosion of the trap disappeared, Samuro who started the wind walk immediately rushed towards the stairs leading to the second floor.

"Whew~"

At the same time that Samuro started, Vereesa, who was experienced in combat, quickly switched arrows and fired flares, illuminating Samuro who had sneaked into the shadows.

"Give me... stop!"

A strong figure charged forward and accurately stopped Samuro who was moving at high speed.

The moment before the bodies of the two sides came into contact, Samuro suddenly changed from extreme movement to extreme stillness, and the saber in his hand was raised quickly, narrowly blocking the great sword that was coming from above his head.

"clang!"

The sound of crisp metal collisions echoed in the hall of the manor. Valeera, who was closely behind Salayan, broke away from the cover of his strong body, and pierced Samuro's waist with green daggers at a strange angle.

At the same time, Vereesa and Lailas shot one after another.

Accompanied by the violent breaking wind, Samuro, who invaded the manor, seemed to be cornered.

The backhand flicked away Sarlayan, who was a little weak, while Samuro's expression remained calm, and he waved the saber in his hand and began to spin at high speed on the spot.

The gradually formed sharp air blades forced Sharlayan and Valeera, who were fighting close to each other, to give up their attacks and retreat first.

"Blade...storm!"