Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 901 231. Your Highness Fenner is also full of wisdom today - additional updates from last month’s monthly ticket [1125]

"boom"

The unlucky orc gladiator was punched in the head. He flew out and fell down, then fell unconscious in the mud pit.

This announced the end of today's chaos.

But unfortunately, today is not a viewing day for the Blade Fist Arena, so there are no wild cheers in this large arena located under the forgotten hills of the South Island.

But this cannot affect the heroic mood of the winner.

Fenner, wearing only a single gladiator uniform, raised her hands high and stood in the middle of twenty knocked out gladiators of all races. She waved her fists to express her joy after the battle.

High up in the arena, Kargas Blade Fist, sitting on a "Skull Throne", polished his bloodthirsty and terrifying fist blade with a whetstone, and looked at the people in the arena below with a scrutinizing gaze. Half-elf warrior.

The champion gladiator Kargas, who had long flowing hair, also had a glimmer of interest in his eyes.

very good.

The elf in front of him has already aroused his interest.

In this increasingly boring arena, there is finally some real fun.

"You still have to have a hundred-man brawl, then compete with the Sea Giant and the Platinum Boxer, and finally a bloody and cruel real-person combat. After winning ten games in a row, I will fight you.

Fenna Golden Sword! "

Kargas stood up and shouted to Fenna below:

"As long as you defeat me, you can become the king and champion of the arena!"

"I want no champion, orc."

Fenner snorted and replied arrogantly:

"I just want to kill you!

Why wait until later? Come now, all the gladiators under your command are weak. I am already disappointed with this so-called Blade Fist Arena. "

"I'm disappointed in it, too."

Kargas shrugged, grinned a vicious smile and said:

"But the rules are the rules. This is my territory, and everything must be according to my rules. I heard that soon a group of losers from the South China Sea will be thrown into a bloody fight here, and the ogres in Blackstone Mountain are also eager to get them. glory.

Maybe there will be fun soon.

Be patient, warrior.

Always save the good food for last. "

"Then come down and play a game with me."

Fenna took out her Elf Holy Sword and challenged Kargas:

"Just treat it like a sparring match. After all, you are also under Black's command. I will be gentle."

"I don't belong to anyone!"

Kargas was irritated by Fenner's words, and he roared:

"I belong only to myself, ignorant warrior!"

"It's urgent, it's urgent, you're urgent."

Fenner laughed.

That gesture made Kargas angry. He jumped down from the stand, waved his hand, grabbed an ax stuck in the mud, and moved his body.

The next moment, the figures of the champion gladiator and the elf warrior collided.

This is destined to be a glorious battle.

It's a pity that no audience can enjoy this scene today, well. Actually, that's not necessarily the case.

Ten seconds later, Fenner knocked away the battle ax in Kargas' hand, and the orc assassin also cut a bloody scar on Fenner's wrist. The half-elf warrior roared, and his fair skin was suddenly covered with a layer of blood. Metallic luster.

The whole person also swelled a bit.

The secret skill of this god descending to earth has not been fully mastered, but it is more than enough to save the poison on Kargath's blade.

Finna became even more eager to fight. She waved her hand to take out the Ashbringer, grabbed the fallen Quel'Sera, and attacked Kargath Bladefist in the posture of a berserker.

She really didn't want to wait until later to decide the winner with this champion gladiator, and she didn't look forward to the cheers and screams of the audience.

She just wants to defeat this orc chief here!

Her purpose is pure.

Just to win.

Kargas sensed Fenner's determination.

Although the lack of roars from the audience made this battle less interesting, since the elf was trying his best, it would be ridiculous if he retreated again.

So in the empty arena, the orc assassin also sneered and became serious.

After a long fight, the collision of anger and shadow caused the adrenaline in this battle to surge. Seeing that Fenner had already resorted to a desperate fight, Valeela Sangunal in the corner of the auditorium was about to stand up and stop. This fight.

But Blake, who was leaning next to him, stretched out his hand to hold him down.

Beside the two of them, a few rows apart, five orc boys and girls had all their attention drawn to the fierce battle in front of them.

If Black hadn't tied them to the seats with ropes and sealed their mouths, Garrosh, who was most excited at this moment, would have jumped up to cheer Kargath.

"She can win."

The pirate whispered:

“Kargas has become more and more tired since he came to this arena.

Perhaps it was because his former ambitions were no longer there. Although he still had the strength to surpass all others and could still crush all gladiators, he was already like a tiger in the sunset.

His mind was shattered, slipping from top assassin to a confused gladiator.

Finna will win.

This will be the first orc war chief she personally defeats in the name of 'Lagosh'. This is a day worth remembering. "

"Master, I never understand."

Valeera whispered:

"Why are you so tolerant of Kargath and building this toy arena for him? That torturer will not work for the Uncrowned.

He has no creed of his own and has been drifting with the crowd. "

"This is a good question and deserves a ten-point reward."

Black leaned on the chair in the auditorium, using his magic eyes to look at Kargath Bladefist, who was being driven into despair bit by bit by the furious Finna, and he said:

"Do you know the greatest joy of being a prophet?"

Valeela shook her head.

This is simply a crazy question. She is not a prophet. How could she know?

"It's change."

Blake revealed the answer, saying:

"A dabbler like Dark Prophet Zul will only act according to fate. He tries his best to seek benefits for himself and his people in the cracks of fate's gifts.

However, he did not understand that the grace given to him by fate was not to let him accept the situation, but to desire to see an epic change.

The future is never certain, and cowards cannot change it when they see it, because they are afraid of losing their advantage of becoming bigger, and they try to always grasp the advantage of omniscience and omnipotence.

But I won't do that.

I want to change it, those perceptions of the future, I am changing it with my own hands, sliding it towards the end I want to see. I will lose my greatest advantage, but I will not become weaker.

Everyone I change will become my weapon to stab fate.

You, Fenna, Little Star, Dai Lin, the chiefs of the orcs, the kings of humans, the priests of the elves, and the Loa of the trolls, you are all my wings. "

Valeela probably understood the master's thoughts from Blake's extremely powerful words.

She is good at "reading comprehension".

She said thoughtfully:

"So, you are also looking forward to changes in Kargas?"

"I just want to see if he will sink into the mud and rot, or if he will find something he has never found in failure after failure.

You say he has no creed.

Indeed, he didn't. "

Blake snapped his fingers and said:

“But he could have.

As long as a warrior does not give up his anger, the world will be full of battlefields. He will just be trapped in his own confused world and never really understand how wonderful this world is.

He could be a real gladiator.

Fight against fate.

Look, Finna is going to win. "

As soon as the pirate finished speaking, Finna, who was covered in blood in the arena, roared forward and fired a double slash filled with rage. The first shot was blocked by Kargas with his fist blade, and the second shot passed over the orc's arm and slashed hard. on his shoulder.

Kargas was half kneeling on the ground by the knife.

He roared and tried to get up, but what caught his eye was Fenner's feet covered in mud as she kicked him over. With a bang, Kargas was kicked backwards and fell into the mud behind him.

He struggled, but the injury to his shoulder was so severe that he fell to his knees as soon as he stood up.

Fenna took a few steps back. The dissipation of anger and the loss of blood made her feel dizzy, but the intense mood made her roar loudly.

That is the roar of joy, that is the roar of the winner.

She did it.

The arrogant orc chieftain and Draenor's famous war hero fell at her feet. This was a victory truly worth celebrating. It meant that she finally had the power to defeat her enemies and protect her family.

Two giant blades were inserted into the ground, Fenner shook her body and looked towards the audience.

There, she saw her bratty brother clapping and whistling for her in a funny way, waving his hands and shouting Fenner's name.

"whispering sound"

The elf warrior grinned and was about to respond to Black with a provocative gesture, but felt the world was spinning. Although Kargas' poison was partially exempted by the god's descending posture, she had to rest for a while.

"You can't fall down and you can't let him see the joke."

This was Fenner's last thought, but she tried her best to support her body, but she still staggered and fell to the mud on the ground. She felt so tired in the chaotic vision in front of her.

Then she fell into a warm embrace.

The last scene that caught her eye was Blake grinning strangely at her, and higher up above the stinky pirate's head, Fenner vaguely saw a bunch of rainbows streaking across the sky.

So beautiful.

——

"Is this how you take care of your sister? When she goes crazy, do you also go crazy? Why do you want to be a pirate king like this? What qualifications does a man who can't even protect his family have to fight the sea?

You and Dailin are just as bad!

No.

You are worse than him! "

Later that day, outside Fenner's room, Lady Catherine looked distressedly at her "daughter" lying there with bandages all over her body, and the Governor's lady carefully closed the door.

Then he yelled at his useless son.

Blake couldn't argue.

He knew that the mother in front of him would not approve of such words as honor. She would rather Fenner hide in the house and be a silly lady.

If Dai Lin were here, the salty old sailor would probably open a bottle of wine to celebrate his daughter's feat.

It can only be said that parents’ attitudes towards their children are really different.

But in the room, Fenner was actually awake.

The legendary warrior's ability to resuscitate is not limited, not to mention that Fenna also has the power of Tyr, but she is very weak and can only lie in bed and endure the pain from all parts of her body.

But she was still very happy to hear that her bratty brother was being scolded.

The feeling of comfort in my heart was much happier than killing ten orcs.

That's how it should be.

Someone should take care of the lawless pirates.

Fenna thought like this and struggled to turn over on the bed. As soon as she turned over, she saw a strange-looking big bird squatting quietly on the cabinet beside her bed, staring at her with its dark eyes.

"How did you get in?"

The stupid warrior blinked, and the first question he asked was this question instead of wondering where this big purple-blue raven came from.

The raven paid no attention to her either.

It seems that he disdains talking to idiots and is afraid of being lowered in intelligence.

It placed the rune stone in its mouth in front of Fenna's eyes in a formal manner, then flapped its wings and flew out. This guy is very powerful. Logically speaking, Blake should be able to discover its existence.

But the pirate made no sound.

Fenner, who had three bandages on her face, tilted her head and thought for a moment, stretched out her hand tremblingly, and held the rune stone. As the light on it lit up, a piece of information poured into the mind of the stupid warrior.

Her eyes instantly lit up.

Wow!

The Broken Islands, Stormheim, and the trial of strength under the watchful eyes of the Hall of Valor, are where the most powerful warriors in Azeroth gather to fight each other and compete for the things of the gods.

Sounds so interesting!

And he was invited, which proves that in the eyes of the King of War Odin, he is also one of the most powerful warriors in the world?

This is Odin’s approval!

Finna, who has followed Blake on adventures all day long, has already learned many stories about Odin and his magical Valgara Sky Fortress from the smelly pirates.

What warrior could refuse such an invitation?

And calculating the time, I had almost recovered from my injury by that time, just in time to catch up!

cool!

Fenna grabbed the rune stone, excited, and wanted to share the good news with her bratty brother, but then she thought about it. With Blake's behavior, he would definitely come up with another damn conspiracy, and then use herself to achieve his goals.

But this is a warrior's fight.

There shouldn't be any conspiracy! That's not warrior at all.

Still don't tell him. Anyway, Blake is about to leave for his wilderness trial. After he leaves, he can find a boat and sneak over.

Fenner happily made her decision.

But soon, the stupid warrior frowned again, because the invitation made it clear that each invitee could bring a deputy, but the requirement was that he must also be a powerful warrior.

Where can I find a powerful warrior to be my deputy?

People from the pirate faction can't use it, and Little Star probably won't be able to find one that's suitable and won't hinder me. Are you stupid?

Fenna's eyes lit up, she was an elf!

Go back to your parents' house and shake people off!

Just in time to see who is more powerful, Sir Salorian Morningseeker's Quel'Delar, or my own Quel'Sera!

That's great, Finna!

You are indeed the smartest elf warrior!