Part-time BOSS

No! This is definitely not the fate I, Varian, deserve! I will kill all these dirty orcs, and the flag of Stormwind Kingdom will never fall!

Varian has a tough mind and strong self-confidence that his grade should not have. This self-confidence not only comes from the adventures and battles he has led adventurers around the world in the past few years, but also comes from a mysterious feeling. It feels as if the world is an epic drama and I am the hero in that drama.

He was destined to achieve a great cause, and even if he died, he should die together with the most evil and powerful enemy in the final decisive battle, not at the hands of these despicable orcs in front of him.

He was in a daze for a while, but was immediately brought back to reality by a burst of evil laughter.

Kratos (Chief of the Temple of War): "It's Varian, brothers. Come on, brothers, Varian is here! Hahahaha, I caught a big fish today."

Invincible Macho Man (Aoao Awesome Chief): "Where are you? Don't do anything yet. Let me join in."

Marshal (Chief of The Departed): "And me, how could such a big scene be without me!"

Hula la, another group of orcs surrounded them, and there were more and more of them, including many chiefs and warlords. At this moment, everyone completely forgot about the attack on Stormwind City, and they all surrounded Varian.

It made Red Black very anxious.

Red Blackhand (Blackstone Warlord): "Get out of my way, this prey is mine! Only I am qualified to win this honor."

Ba Dao Qing Wu (Ba Dao Chief): "Get out of here, you think you can hack equipment just because you are a second-generation official. What the hell, your father is already dead."

Greenskin King (Warhammer 4K Chieftain): "That's right. Of course, whoever has the ability to take the human head can get it. If you ask me, everyone can join in. Each person can get an assist with one sword."

Varian's heart finally sank. It's over. It's really over now! Looking at the countless orcs on the three levels inside and outside, he felt for the first time his inevitable death.

However, despite despair, I felt relieved. Even if I die, no matter what, as a descendant of the Storm Royal Family, I must not be cowardly at all and let myself fight to the end.

He grabbed Salamaini's sword hilt with both hands and broke it with force. With a click, the two-handed sword was divided into two pieces again, the Shadow Ripper and the Shadow Reaver.

Varian (Prince of Storm): "Come on - despicable orcs, fight me for the glory of the Kingdom of Stormwind."

Marshal Bi (Chief of The Departed Walker): "Wocao, King Wa broke his chopsticks."

Ba Dao Qingqing (Ba Dao Chief): "A famous scene, a famous scene! Did anyone record it? Send me a video."

Kratos (Chief of the War Temple): "King Wa has set a big flag for himself. It seems that he is really hopeless today."

Greenskin King (Warhammer 4K Chieftain): "Stop fucking inking, I'm coming!"

Just when the battle was about to break out, a cry of killing suddenly came from the outside of the encirclement - the direction of Storm Fortress.

"For the Alliance!"

"For Stormwind City!"

"For King Wa!"

"Wang Wang, please don't break your chopsticks, we are here to save you!"

As soon as everyone turned around, they saw Wuyang Wuyang's adventurers coming over like a tide, tens of thousands of them. The leader was riding a heavily armored war horse, wearing golden storm armor, with a king's crown on his head, and holding a lion heart sword. , one orc with one sword, directly killing through the orc formation.

Because they wanted to surround Varian, the orcs' formation was completely unable to organize resistance. They were attacked wildly by this massive wave of adventurers and were directly defeated.

Kratos (Chief of the Temple of War): "Woocao, there are so many greedy adventurers, everyone, run away."

Marshal (Chief of The Departed Walker): "The fourth natural disaster is coming, run, run!"

The Strongest Son-in-Law (Chief Tutu with Bloody Hands): "The wind is tight - pulling the wind."

Ba Dao Qingqing (Ba Dao Chief): "Draw up, let's just run away. There are wounded people on the opposite side, all wounded people - do it! Rubbish, it's all rubbish, don't care, I'll run away too!"

In the blink of an eye, these player chiefs led their men to retreat, leaving Red Blackhand and Kargath Bladefist stunned.

Why don't you be so shameless? A dignified tribal warrior would lick his face and grab someone's head when he meets someone who is alone. Then he will run away when he sees a crowd of people on the other side. It's so shameless.

However, seeing that the situation on the other side was overwhelming, the two of them could only lead their troops to retreat.

In fact, Ba Dao Wuqing is right. Most of these 10,000 adventurers have been killed in battles before. They have been debuffed by the wounded. Some have been killed two or three times. The upper limit of health points is astonishingly low. If you touch them, you will die. Don't Judging from the strength of numbers, they really have no fighting power.

But fighting something like this is all about momentum.

Varian was also inexplicably shocked. Seeing the adventurer quickly protecting him, he breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had made up his mind to die, it was better not to die.

A steady and strong hand suddenly fell on his shoulder.

When Varian turned around, he saw King Ryan looking at him with a complex and gratified look on his face.

Lion Wrynn (Storm King): "My child Varian, you are worthy of being a descendant of the Storm King. You are not afraid even in the face of despair. I have been worried about you in the past. You have taken on a responsibility that you should not have at your grade level." Some burdens, excessive fame, wealth and vanity will distort your heart, and heavy burdens will crush your mind, but now it seems that my worries are unnecessary.

Maybe it is a better choice for the kingdom to be led by you. Stormwind City may fall, but the blood of our Stormwind royal family will never be cut off. Come on, child, let us fight our way out! "

Varian suddenly felt a warmth welling up in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but become moist.

Ever since he won the title of King Wa and gained the support of adventurers, he felt that he and his father had become a lot more estranged, but today, he finally regained the warm feeling of being protected by his father's love as a child in the past.

A strong sense of security and self-confidence made him excited. He climbed onto the horse brought by a storm knight and followed King Ryan towards the port.

During the siege of the city, in addition to defense, Varian also did many things, including evacuating civilians in the city. Through continuous transportation through King's Port, most of the population of Stormwind City has been transported away. Arriving here, there were only two or three warships left in the port at this time, which were specially reserved for King Ryan.

The father and son led the adventurers towards King's Harbor, encountering constant attacks from the orc army along the way.

Although most of the adventurers were debuffed, they still managed to reach the outskirts of the port with the help of the father and son.

However, when he arrived here, Varian felt a chill in his heart.

The orc army has completely occupied the port. It is obvious that the orcs are not stupid. In order to surround and kill the remaining defenders in the city, the port must be occupied first.

The two remaining warships had already left the port and were hesitating in the offshore waters thousands of meters away from the dock.

A dense swarm of orcs was blocking the road leading to the coast, and there were countless numbers in the darkness.

Varian looked behind him again. After rushing all the way, most of the tens of thousands of adventurers he had brought with him had died, and there were only more than 3,000 people left. There was nothing they could do about it. They were all "wounded" and had no fighting power at all.

A warm and strong hand pressed on his shoulder.

"There is no need to be afraid, there is no need to despair, my child, I will fight side by side with you. In the name of the kings of the Kingdom of Stormwind, let us fight to the end and live up to the name of the royal family."

Looking at his father's majestic face, Varian also nodded vigorously.

"Fight to the end! Kill"

The father and son rode on horseback and led three thousand remaining soldiers to kill the tens of thousands of orcs at the port. The shouts of killing rose into the sky.

In the distance, Orgrim was watching the battle with the help of the shaman's 'clairvoyance' spell, and he couldn't help but feel a bit of respect in his heart when he saw that scene.

But the respect was fleeting.

"Tell Saurfang to destroy the human king no matter what!"

In order to capture this city, the tribe lost too many troops. Only the death of the human king can bring this war to a perfect end.

At this moment, King Saurfang, who received the order, immediately mobilized his troops, and a large army blocked Varian and King Lion.

Compared with old Saurfang, King Saurfang, although equally brave, was better at commanding troops to fight. At this time, he was sitting in the formation, constantly dispatching troops, and had no intention of going up to fight alone.

Varian also saw the orc warlord riding on the wolf. It was obvious that this man was responsible for surrounding and killing the father and son. Perhaps killing him would enable the enemy to fall into chaos and rush out.

He rode his horse and rushed towards King Saurfang.

However, orc warriors continued to stand in front of him, and the adventurers behind Varian fought less and less. After all, he could not kill them alone.

The war horse screamed and fell to the ground. Varian landed on the ground, waving his swords like a whirlwind.

Heroic strike! Blade flurry! Parry and counterattack! Lion's Teeth!

The sound of clanking, clanking, and clashing of weapons was heard endlessly, and the two swords kept piercing the flesh of the orcs.

Suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of him, "Die! Human!"

Red's double swords struck at each other, and Red Blackhand seized this opportunity very well, at the critical moment when Varian's moves were exhausted.

Varian was out of strength and could only barely parry, bang! The two flicked their knives at the same time, but Red Blackhand was at full strength and immediately followed up with a spinning slash and a double slash. Varian was hit by several knives in a row, and his health was reduced to less than half.

He could only roll around in embarrassment to avoid the subsequent combos. Before he could recover his strength, Red jumped towards him.

Heroic combat skill - Death Raid!

It’s over! Varian's heart sank. He couldn't even roll over now, and he couldn't dodge the blow at all.

The next second, a towering figure suddenly stood in front of him.

clang! The two swords struck a shield with a lion pattern.

"Don't even think about hurting my son!"

Shield slam! boom! This blow directly stunned Red Blackhand.

Lion's Teeth! A burst of sword energy knocked Red out of balance, - storm attack! He jumped up and pierced Red Blackhand's chest with a sword.

Killer!

This orc warrior who wanted to avenge his father ended up dying at the hands of his target's father.

The adventurers rushed up from behind the two men and fought with the orcs who surrounded them again.

Kicking Red Blackhand's body aside, King Lion turned around covered in blood. He stretched out his hand and pulled Varian up.

"Get up kid, the battle isn't over yet."

The two looked around. Of the three thousand adventurers, there are now only five hundred left. Surrounded by tens of thousands of orcs, they are like a small boat in the tide and may capsize at any time.

Fortunately, the remaining 500 adventurers are all at level 40 or 50, and most of them have never failed, and their combat prowess is very important.

However, although he could hold on for a while, it was almost impossible to fight his way out.

Varian looked at the nearby dock and clenched the hilt of his sword unwillingly.

"Damn it, did you still fail? If reinforcements from the Alliance had come earlier, we could have won!"

"The reinforcements are not coming back." King Ryan looked at Varian with a bitter look on his face, "Don't you understand yet? Tenaris will not let me leave here alive."

What? Varian was shocked. He was still young after all. In the past, he just felt that the alliance countries were too decadent and slow to act in the face of crises. He had promised that the army would soon come to help, but until now, the alliance army is still gathering in Arathi.

Now that I heard King Ryan's words, an answer that I had been unwilling to face was about to come out. Could it be that I had thought wrong from the beginning? Tenaris——It is clear that we will wait for their destruction.

He looked at King Ryan in disbelief.

King Ryan nodded heavily.

"Reinforcements from the alliance will not arrive from the beginning, but I have always had a glimmer of hope. I hope that the old guy will find his conscience and let go of his obsession for the sake of the overall situation of the alliance. I hope that other kings and lords can speak up. But now it seems I was still too naive. In the face of power, no one can stand the test.

After all, Tenaris betrayed us for power, and so did the entire Alliance! "

King Llane grabbed Varian's arm.

Ryan (King of Stormwind): "My child, I'm afraid I can't go with you in the future. You must leave alone. The target of these orcs is me, the king of Stormwind Kingdom. As long as you are with me, you will have no chance of leaving alive." , only if we act separately, there may be a glimmer of hope."

Varian (Prince of Storms): "But!"

"Nothing is wrong, go my child, may the gods be with you."

He pushed Varian violently toward his charger. He raised the Lion Heart Sword with his backhand, and sacred light spurted out from his body.

"O late kings of the Kingdom of Stormwind, your heir Llane Wrynn prays to you. When this kingdom is in danger of survival, lend me your strength and fight with me!"

King’s Hero Skill—The ancient kings are coming!

Golden human figures emerged around Ryan. Each one was fully armed, with a majestic face, and a lion's robe on his body. There were a total of twenty-seven souls of ancient kings, which instantly shocked the surrounding orcs.

"Go my son, fulfill your destiny."

After saying that, King Ryan waved his sword and led the Souls of Ancient Kings to kill the orcs. Countless orcs immediately surrounded him from all directions, leaving a trace of omission on both sides.

Varian burst into tears. He clenched his teeth hard as he looked at the figure disappearing into the tide of orcs.

"Soldiers of Stormwind City! Kill!"

He got on his horse and charged towards the sparse formation on the other side.

King Saurfang couldn't help but show a solemn look when he saw it. While arranging shamans to purify the souls of these ancient kings, he also dispatched troops to quickly surround Varian and his adventurers. He knew very well that King Ryan was important, but Varian, the human who killed the previous warchief, is an even greater threat. If he is allowed to leave alive, he will definitely be the tribe's formidable enemy in the future.

Seeing that the road ahead was once again filled with orcs, the adventurers shouted.

Star Trace (thief): "King Wa, leave quickly, we will cut off the queen! Brothers of Fifth Heaven, clear the way for King Wa!"

Dozens of warriors started their death rage, burning blood while frantically slashing at the orcs blocking the way, and themselves died one after another in the melee.

Witch Diandian (Mage): "King Wa, leave quickly, we will cut off the queen! Brothers of Ragnarok, get on the ice ring!"

Dozens of mages followed behind and kept using Frost Nova to freeze the pursuing orcs in place. However, they were immediately killed by a dense hail of javelins and arrows.

Fudo Hayate (Hunter): "Everyone from the Wind Clan should use their ultimate moves to clear the way!"

A large number of long-range output professions used all kinds of bottom-of-the-box skills, completely ignoring the defense on both wings, and blasted them into the pile of orcs in front.

However, they were killed in large numbers by the orcs pressing in from both sides.

With the Light and the Dust (Paladin): "King Wa, go away quickly, we will nurse you, brothers in the temple, all the healing will be given to King Wa to add blood, milk him to death!"

The light of the healing spell continued to fall on Varian, and his previously lost health points were instantly replenished, while other adventurers who had lost their treatment fell to the orcs' swords one after another.

Varian's eyes were completely blurred by tears. Amidst the shouts of King Wa, he galloped wildly, waving his swords vigorously, killing, killing, killing!

He waved the weapon mechanically, with only one thought in his mind: he must not fall here. He was burdened with too many expectations.

For the revival of the Kingdom of Stormwind, for his father's expectations, and for the adventurers who believed in him and died for him, he must live.

Suddenly, in front of his eyes, he had already reached the seaside.