Pete waited until the two huge red monsters with snake tails and the two calf-sized flaming dogs were gone, then finally came back to his senses and stared at the red monsters blankly, his mind filled with incredulity! These monsters, they don’t kill people?
He didn't know why these two ferocious-looking monsters didn't come to kill him after killing the undead. He himself was very confused about this! Because when these two monsters just spoke, they did not use the common language of humans, so Peter had no idea what they were just discussing. It was a very weird language!
However, he is always happy that he is still lucky enough to survive. No one wants to die if he is alive, and of course Peter wants to continue living!
Therefore, after remembering that his sister Lana was still lying weakly in the cave waiting for him, he quickly broke away from the entanglement of the branches and leaves of the fallen trees and quickly climbed up from the ground, not caring about the pain and bleeding on his body. After scratching his wound, he grabbed the big sack he had dropped before climbing up the tree, and ran back into the dense forest along the way he came.
"Who is it? Ah, Peter? You are finally back. Where did you go just now? What are you...?"
When Peter went back to the cave where the two siblings lived, his sister Lana was holding a wooden stick and weakly leaning on the rock wall at the entrance of the cave. When she saw her brother coming back, , her pale and tired face finally showed a gentle smile.
"Sister! Why are you up! Come in quickly, look, what I brought back for you! There is cheese, bread, and a large piece of smoked venison leg!"
After Peter stepped forward and helped his sister back to sit on the pile of dead leaves in the cave, he excitedly took out a lot of food from the package he brought back, as if offering a treasure. He believed that, With these things, his sister will slowly get better.
"Is this? Peter, you..., you actually went outside?" When she saw the food for the first time, Lana did not feel happy because of the rich food. Instead, she looked at her brother in surprise.
Lana also knew how dangerous it was outside the jungle. There were all minions of the undead outside, not to mention her brother carrying a small axe. Even a strong soldier might not be the opponent of those undead. !
She didn't expect that her brother Peter would take such a big risk without telling her to go out to find food for her. If he was accidentally caught by the undead, then he..., thinking of this, Lana's Tears welled up all at once.
"Pete, don't you know how dangerous it is out there? My sister doesn't need you to do this. She just wants you to live well and live well!" While sobbing, Lana reached out and touched her brother Peter's cheek. The scratched cheek finally couldn't help but cry softly.
"Sister, you'd better eat something first."
Peter didn't dare to speak forcefully, so he just used the small ax to chop two pieces of hard bread and a piece of cheese and stuffed them into his sister's hands. As for the deer legs, he had no choice for the time being, unless they could find a tool to start the fire. If they can find another pot, otherwise, the two siblings may have to eat raw food!
"Peter, please promise me, don't risk going out again. If we save some food on these things, maybe after a while, our army from the Kingdom of Lordaeron will come back and kill all those evil undead." Dare to run!"
Lana only took a piece of bread, and then broke off a small piece of cheese. She was going to put the rest back into the sack and store it carefully. In this way, the two siblings can persist in this relatively safe cave for a long time, and his brother will no longer have to go out and take risks in search of food.
"Okay, sister, I listen to you!" After a moment of silence, Peter finally nodded, which was a promise to his sister. With these things now, they really don't have to go out to find food in the near future.
However, he has always had an unsolvable doubt in his heart. He doesn't know why the huge basilisk-like red monster and the flaming dog suddenly appeared outside? And they are still cleaning up the undead? What puzzled him even more was, why didn't they kill him just now?
This is what puzzles Peter the most. Look at their ferocious and evil looks. You can tell they are not good monsters at a glance, right? So, why did they let themselves go after killing the undead? What exactly is this for?
Regarding this point, Peter, a stubborn boy with little experience in the world, could not figure it out! How could there be such a good creature in the world of Azeroth that doesn't kill people? Peter believed that if he, a human, dared to wander alone by the river or the sea, those weak fishmen would be able to skin him, convulse him, and cook him in less than half a quarter of an hour!
After the two of them ate something in silence, the attentive sister Lana finally discovered that her brother was abnormal. He seemed to be thinking about something and always looked unhappy.
"What's wrong, Pete? What are you thinking about?"
"Well...sister, there's something I think it's better to tell you! Just now, when I went out to look for food, I was actually discovered by a group of undead. At that time, I thought I was dead! Then, I used my best I climbed up a tree as fast as I could. You know, I climb trees the fastest and no one can beat me." Peter thought about it for a while and decided to speed up his experience. His sister Lana, if he doesn't express his doubts, he won't be able to sleep.
"What! Is this still happening? Peter, you, are you injured?" After hearing her brother say that she encountered an undead, Lana didn't even bother to eat, and quickly stepped forward to check her brother's body.
The consequences of being scratched by the undead are very miserable. They will be slowly tortured to death by those poisonous plagues, and finally become one of the undead! We have seen this kind of situation a lot in the past few days when Lana and her two siblings were on the run! She couldn't even imagine that if her brother, Peter, turned into that kind of monster, what would she do?
"No, I wasn't bitten by the undead. It was just a few scratches accidentally when the big tree fell down by the undead. These are minor injuries. They really weren't bitten by the undead. Don't worry, sister!" Seeing that Sister Lana was still trying to hold on to her weak body to check herself, Peter quickly comforted her.
"Then how did you come back? Those undead... didn't they chase you?"
This was why Lana couldn't help but feel scared. She had never thought that her brother had encountered such a great danger just now and was blocked in a tree by a group of undead. Didn't he almost die?
Climbing up a tree will always lead to death. She has seen it before. Those ferocious undead walking on all fours can knock down a big tree with two people hugging each other in no time at all! Even those slow skeletons and zombies can stay under the tree forever until you starve to death or run down because you can't stand it anymore!
"I'm still confused now! When the big tree fell, I already thought I was doomed! Dead! But who would have thought that the tree had just fallen and I was entangled in the branches of the tree? At that moment, a group of more powerful monsters rushed over and killed all the undead in a few strokes!" Peter began to talk excitedly, what he had just encountered was really bizarre.
"Another group of monsters? Then...did they not notice you? Then, you sneaked back while they weren't paying attention?" Lana's expression slowly improved after hearing another group of monsters that were more powerful than the undead. Started to turn pale again.
"No! They had already discovered me at that time! You don't know, they have red skin and snake-like tails. They stand upright and are almost as tall as a small house. They also have long and terrifying bone spurs on their bodies. They look tall. Strong!" Pete began to tell what he saw at that time.
"By the way! I also noticed that they were carrying two dogs as big as calves! They were no ordinary dogs. They seemed to be made entirely of magma. They were like red-hot irons. , and it was still burning, and it looked really fierce! However, I don’t know why, but they didn’t seem to attack me at the time..." Pete has always been surprised by this.
"A big red snake-tailed monster? A big red dog like lava? Then how could they not attack you? They don't sound like righteous creatures, do they?"
Lana is just a little girl who grew up on a farm. She doesn't know what kind of monster Peter is talking about. She is just scared by Peter's words now! Look, it's even worse now! Not long after the undead arrived, now a group of even more terrifying monsters have arrived. What happened to their Kingdom of Lordaeron?
correct! She had also heard that there were orcs making trouble more than ten years ago, but Lana, who was only fourteen years old now, didn't know much about the orcs back then. She only vaguely knew that the orcs who were imprisoned seemed to have reappeared a year or two ago. They were all gone! For this reason, the army of the Kingdom of Lordaeron was busy for a while, and even asked all farms to increase taxes to subsidize military expenses for hunting orc fugitives!
"Actually, it's not that I haven't been attacked. At the beginning, there was indeed a big red basilisk that wanted to attack me. The long sword weapon in its hand was at least taller than me, and the sword was still shining. The red rune must be the legendary magic weapon. It was already ready to chop it down. At that time, I thought I was dead! However, for some reason, its companion suddenly stopped it. It's the same big snake-tailed monster that looks exactly the same."
Thinking of this, Peter still has lingering fears! At that moment, he almost thought he was dead. The knife was almost as big as half a door panel. If it could be chopped down with one blow, would it still be possible? Those undead were cut into pieces by them in just two blows. He didn't think he could be any more durable than those evil undead.
"Then, they... let you back like this?" Lana also felt a little incredible. Such monsters, which sounded so scary, actually let her brother go like this? Could it be that they are creatures of holy light?
"I'm still confused now! Anyway, after they muttered for a while, they walked away and ignored me. They didn't speak common language at that time, and I didn't know what they were talking about. So, when I saw them walking away, I quickly picked up the sack and ran back."
After the two siblings were silent for a while, Peter suddenly thought of something, and then he said to his sister Lana: "Sister! How about I go out and take a look tomorrow? We can't hide here forever. ! If we encounter a big spider or a wild beast like a lynx, we will definitely not be able to defeat it!"
"No! Peter, I won't let you run out alone anymore! If you want to go tomorrow, I will go with you too!"
The little village girl Lana, who is just fourteen years old now, is also a little undecided about the new monsters. But when she thought about it, since they didn't attack his brother just now, it shouldn't be too bad, right?
Maybe, the two siblings can go out to explore the situation tomorrow? If they really don't attack humans, then wouldn't the two of them be able to live in the big houses of those lumberjacks? Then you no longer have to worry about those evil undead all day long? No matter what, you should give it a try!
"Okay! Then let's go out and take a look tomorrow after dawn!" Peter thought for a while, nodded and agreed to his sister's suggestion. He was also a little uneasy about leaving his sister Lana and letting her stay alone in the cave. .
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John is not only a veteran of two Orc Wars, but also a second lieutenant duty officer in the Eastern Tower of Lordaeron, belonging to the Eastern Defense Legion!
Since the beginning of the First Orc War, he has been serving in the army of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. Now, he is already over fifty years old. With his numerous military exploits against the orcs back then. He succeeded in getting an easy job as a watchtower garrison officer, and just like that, he worked for more than ten years, from an uncle in his thirties to a veteran in his fifties now!
In the past ten years, his treatment and military rank have never been improved. It is as if the army bosses have forgotten that he is such a good warrior!
In fact, if you think about it carefully, this is not too strange! After all, Old John was just a bastard who got up from the ranks by relying on his military exploits! He has no power, no power, and no backing! How could those high-minded nobles care about the life and death of a soldier like him?
Looking at the human side of the Azeroth World Alliance, among the paladins or legendary heroes who can eventually become the boss of one side, which one is not from a prominent background? Which one doesn’t have a profound origin? As for the mud-legged John who still wants to make his mark in the league? Stop dreaming!
If old John hadn't had some military exploits to make others worry, his position as duty officer might have been taken down by others long ago! Still want to get promoted? Not to mention doors, there are no windows! If there were no accidents, he would have no choice but to stay in this defensive officer position until he grows old and dies!
Old John probably had some idea about this, so he just kept messing around in this position calmly. When he was on duty, he behaved himself and didn't make any trouble. When he got off work, he should Go whatever you want. He has accepted his fate and plans to stay in this sentry tower until the day he dies of old age. Anyway, his treatment is not too bad, it is better than his dead comrades!
Originally, there were almost no wars here, and it was not a frontline area. No one would think of replacing him, an old veteran, so he usually led his twenty boys to kill stray wild animals, or tease them. Apart from meeting little girls from nearby villages and taking advantage of words, they seemed to have nothing legitimate to do, and they were very satisfied with this leisurely life as soldiers.
But sometimes, fate always plays a bad joke on you when you accept your fate! Like all the people of Lordaeron, Old John's peaceful life as soldiers and gangsters was soon broken by the sudden attack of the undead natural disasters!
Just a few days ago, when Old John saw a huge group of undead preparing to attack his sentry tower, without saying a word, he directly led his twenty gangsters to burn it before the undead were ready to close up. After the sentry tower, run away! He, Old John, would not be so stupid as to want to defend the sentry tower with twenty people to defend against the attack of thousands of undead!
When escaping, Old John was prepared to break out of the siege, but how could he have imagined that along the way, they surprisingly did not encounter more than ten undead, and those scattered ghouls or zombies How could the skeleton be the opponent of the twenty armored infantry squads brought out by him, a veteran?
So, just like this, in the next few days, they fought and killed all the way, gathering the refugees they encountered and cleaning up the scattered undead monsters. They were going to lead the team to the Holy Light's Hope Chapel or the Hand of Tyr, because Old John got news from the refugees. It was said that in the eastern region of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, there are only two places that have not been destroyed. The undead have broken through.
Maybe the good luck has run out, maybe the old Johns have gathered too many refugees, and the goal is too big! Therefore, when they were preparing to lead the team around the source of Blackwood Lake and prepare to go south to the cathedral, they were targeted by a group of thousands of undead!
Those undead cunningly blocked them front and back. Whether they continued to go east or west, it was already a dead end. In addition, there was a big river blocking the road to the south, so there were not many options left for them.
"Sergeant Jude! Quick, go north! You take the refugees to the logging camp of the Grand Canyon Forest Farm first! The rest of us will try to delay you for a while. If we can't withstand it, we will retreat. You Don’t let the undead catch up with you!”
Now, except for going directly to the Grand Canyon along the transportation channel of the lumberjacks transporting wood along the mountain pass, John has no other good solution. He can hide for a while! Therefore, he quickly gave the order to his deputy! This is actually his fault. There are too many refugees gathered, hundreds of them. If the undead don't come to block him, who will they block?
What makes Old John feel fortunate now is that most of the undead in front of him are slow-moving zombies and skeletons. He did not see a few of those ferocious ghouls! Otherwise, they might not even have a chance to escape. A running ghoul would not be much slower than a war horse!
"Okay, boss! Let's run away first! You must not die!"
Jude responded loudly and quickly turned around to greet the refugees. Hundreds of people began to follow him and ran straight to the mountain pass to the north.
"Come on, damn undead scum! Come to your Uncle John! I will definitely chop off all your heads!"
While shouting loudly, John directed the remaining nineteen brothers under his command to form a neat battle line, slowly retreating, keeping a distance from the undead brigade, and being ready to use a shield to resist the undead at any time. They attack, and then, at a suitable moment, use the sword to chop off the head of a zombie or skeleton!
In Old John's opinion, these natural disasters of the undead are simply too different from the orcs! The orcs are violent, majestic and powerful. They are generally a head taller than human soldiers, and can even weigh twice as much as humans! During the Second War, they fought so hard!
But now, the slow-moving, unconscious, stiff-moving zombies and skeletons in front of us are completely useless except for their large numbers! If it's one-on-one, John guarantees that he can hit a thousand of them! If it weren't for his advanced age, both physical strength and body reaction had begun to fall from the level of an elite warrior, this number would have been at least doubled!
"Brothers! That's it, keep your distance, don't face too many undead at the same time, hold on to your shields, remember! Never resist directly, pay attention to the technique of unloading force, otherwise, your left arm is likely to be Interrupted by the undead! Then, pay attention to the timing and use your dagger to severely chop off their heads! Just like this!"
In the gap between words, Old John flexibly swung the long sword in his right hand and chopped off the head of another skeleton. At the same time, he also used a shield to help a brother next to him knock away a zombie that was planning a sneak attack.
"Be careful! Line up in a row and retreat slowly. Never lean in front alone! Pay attention to cooperating with each other to cover!"
In this way, these twenty Lordaeron soldiers lined up in a neat row, holding Lordaeron emblem shields and one-handed standard long swords in their right hands, and slowly retreated to spread out the undead battle line. On the mountain road leading to the big forest farm, he controlled the rhythm and beat a group of thoughtless undead into a temperless state.
While veteran John was fighting vigorously, he suddenly discovered that Sergeant Jude, who was supposed to be leading the refugee gate to the canyon of the forest farm just now, had now led the refugee gate and ran back! What kind of trouble are they going to make? My side has been fighting very hard. If the undead hadn't sent ghouls or abominations to come up, their thin single-soldier front would have been defeated long ago!
"Asshole! Damn Jude! Why are you back again? Do you want to die? If you want to die, I will give you a knife right away!" Old John began to curse angrily. He had worked so hard to buy this little time, this bastard He actually ran back again!
"Boss! I don't want to either! Because there's a more ruthless one coming out! I'm also desperate!"
Leading the hundreds of refugees who were huddled together and unable to move forward or retreat, Jude's left hand holding the shield began to tremble. If the one inside was an undead, he still had the courage to fight a few times. Even if he died, he could Grab a few to support yourself! However, facing the big guy in the canyon, he simply couldn't muster the courage to resist! You don't even need to fight him, just one kick and Jude can probably crush him!
While talking to Sergeant Jude, Old John also began to feel rhythmic vibrations coming from the ground, as if... caused by the footsteps of some huge creature? Holy light is on! How big must a thing be to create such movement?
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The lava giant Otuk is the only lava giant in this canyon now. If it hadn't secretly bribed Shane Nox, I'm afraid there would never have been one of the first batch of fire elements here. For Otuk's sake! It has always been very proud of it!
Otuk's brain has always been very good, it is a unique lava fire element! It is also very powerful. Although it is only a few thousand years old, it has almost reached the strength of the Molten Lord.
Of course, no matter what, he is definitely not as good as Lord Leolis of the Land of Fire, but Otuk is definitely much more powerful than some other small fire element lords of the same level because of his size. so big!
Based on its size alone, even if you give those little Balrogs or native dogs of the same level a hundred courages, they would not dare to challenge Otuk in a duel! After all, apart from hand-to-hand combat, fire elements don't have many means to deal with opponents who are also fire elements. Is it possible to set each other on fire? Do not make jokes!
After coming out of the portal in the afternoon, Otuk originally planned to do a little favor for Sir Shane Knox, show his face in front of the leader, and gain some impression points. It's a pity that the fire demons don't seem to need the help of this big guy for their work now, so it can only do this now, wandering around the Grand Canyon aimlessly and looking at the scenery.
After the fire demons were dispersed into dozens of groups to explore and sweep the entire Grand Canyon, Otuk didn't even have the chance to find any undead creatures to use! Therefore, it had no choice but to wander along the road.
After wandering around, it quickly reached the exit of the Grand Canyon. After all, its footsteps are big! So, Otuk suddenly ran into the group of hundreds of humans who were planning to run in!
At first, Otuk thought those were the undead, but when it was about to start fighting, it suddenly discovered that the opponents turned out to be a group of living people, not the kind of mindless undead it had seen before! Because when they saw it, they immediately screamed in fear, turned around and ran away!
In this regard, Otuk was very puzzled. After seeing that they were alive, he had no intention of continuing to attack them. So what are they running for now?
Suffering from not knowing the common language of Azeroth, Otuk could only continue to follow their team and walk out of the canyon. It wanted to stop them and express Otuk's wishes to them. Kindness means letting them know that you don't actually mean to hurt them.
It's a pity that these humans, who don't seem to be half as tall as Otuk's knees, can run so fast! It chased them for a long time, but it couldn't catch up with them!
"Oh? What did I see? A large group of undead? Then, Otuk can attack..."
When it followed the group of humans out, it unexpectedly found a lot of undead fighting with the living people. This was really a great benefit for Otuk who had nothing to do for the time being. information.
So, Otuk hurriedly ran forward a few steps, passed those huddled living people, and at the same time exploded the power of flames in its body, making its own size larger, and then raised its right foot, Stomping hard on the heads of the undead, it will launch its large-scale skill - lava thrust!
"The mountains... move... get up..."
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This chapter was rushed. It should be almost 8,000 words long.
