7. Two or three things about the Delano Champions Cup
Tyrion Dawnblade and his Darkblade Legion will not protect the Federation forever...
This was something that the Grand Lord told Speaker Edwin Van Cleef personally when the Federation was established. In the Grand Lord's thinking, whether a civilization can exist for a long time and its ability to deal with wars on its own are a very important issue.
Standard line.
And now, all aspects of Dark Blade's systems have begun to be separated from the Federation, which means that perhaps in the near future, Dark Blade will no longer serve as the protector of federal civilization... In the federal system, some visionaries
Smart people also realize this.
The Federation has only existed for a short time. It is a very young civilization, and all aspects of the system are still gradually maturing. However, what cannot be ignored is that although the Federation has accepted many racial civilizations, the main body of this civilization still accounts for the majority of the total number.
Two-thirds of the population is humans, and the empire across the Endless Sea is also dominated by humans.
The same race may be opposed to each other because of different civilization systems, but the connection in the blood determines that they will not fight to the death forever. The two civilizations will always come into contact, and the various ideological trends brought about by the contact will continue to pull them together.
The relationship between the two parties is close, which is what Tyrion hopes to see... two civilization systems that represent different development futures and compete healthily with each other.
But if the Dark Blade has always existed before the Federation, then this kind of civilized contact will never be possible... The Dark Blade will "break away" from the federal system at some point. At that time, the Federation and the Empire will truly
Stand on the same footing and talk as equals.
Yes, what the big arms dealer Black Solo said is right...
The Dark Blade's army does not exist to fight the Empire. The two are no longer opponents of the same level.
There is only one future opponent of the empire... and that is the Federation! As for the Dark Blade, the Dark Blade will be in a higher position to watch this competition and prevent the competition between the two sides from entering a stupid internal conflict. In layman's terms, it means "civilization"
"Fight", and whoever dares to start the "fight" first, the father of Dark Blade, who has been watching the world, will come down from the sky and beat up the unruly child.
The High Lord and the Dark Blade have greater ambitions. He will not focus on the empire that is struggling to catch up, and forget that the original intention of the establishment of the Council of Kings was to supervise all civilizations in Azeroth... In other words,
The federal civilization will eventually be included in the ranks of the forgotten kings.
Once this civilization supported by Tyrion begins to fall, the "biological father" of the Federation will also mercilessly beat his "son" to death.
But that's for the future... Lord Darkblade, who had always wanted to establish a new order in Azeroth, is currently taking his own "vacation".
Wait, why are you making such an expression?
Can’t the big devil take a vacation?
Although as an undead, Tyrion rarely feels exhausted mentally or feels the pressure that would overwhelm him, but occasionally, he would want to put everything aside and let it go.
I spent a few days of leisurely vacation lazily, probably because I was always exposed to some conspiracy theories every day, which would make Tyrion, an undead, feel bored.
In short, at the turn of spring and summer, the High Lord finally began his first vacation trip after his death... He returned to Draenor, his true home, suspended in the Shadow Moon
In the dark temple above the sea, after spending a night of love with his wife, the great lord sat on the edge of the temple rooftop, emptying everything in his mind, as if he had entered a meditative state.
For the undead with weak emotions, this state is the most relaxing moment. Of course, it is also the moment closest to the silence of death, which can make Tyrion feel the tranquility from the bottom of his heart... He likes this kind of undeadness.
The tranquility is disturbed, even though it is just a waste of time.
But who can demand that he must make good use of every minute of his long and peaceful life? Occasionally wasting time may also be a different kind of experience.
Of course, for the great lord, the peaceful time is always short-lived...
"Quick! Come after me~"
The screams of the children soon sounded outside the platform and on the distant coast of the Shadow Moon Sea. Tyrion, who had extremely powerful senses, could clearly hear the screams of his crazy girl. This meant that
The naughty kids living in the Dark Temple started making trouble again.
The roar of machinery sounded on the shore of the azure Shadow Moon Sea. Several "knights" galloped along the gentle road along the coast in the direction of the Dark Temple. The leader was Dornan wearing a blue helmet. She rode
A small steel motorcycle specially made for children, with long white hair blowing in the wind behind the helmet. Perhaps because she thought the speed was not fast enough, the genius shaman also summoned a strong wind to push her to continue to accelerate.
This silly girl slammed the accelerator while letting out a mocking, heartless laugh.
"Dornan, we agreed not to use magic! You cheated!"
Behind her, there were two children chasing each other and yelling. Taelia, who had developed a healthy wheat-colored skin during gladiatorial training, simply didn’t wear a helmet and drove her black motorcycle all the way.
Running wildly, full of wild beauty, Vanessa, who was training as an assassin, grabbed the handle and followed closely behind on a white motorcycle.
Even Salantia, a high elf girl who has always been lonely, joined the carnival of crazy children. However, this girl did not race with the three naughty children. On the contrary, she maintained the speed of the small motorcycle at a slow speed.
Moving forward, next to her was Anduin, who was wearing a golden helmet and driving clumsily. The two little ones were chatting and laughing together as they moved forward.
In Tyrion's vision, these two children, who were similar in size, seemed to have the feeling of being childhood sweethearts.
A few minutes later, the children were getting closer and closer to the Dark Temple, and as they approached the finish line, the proud silly girl Dornan finally paid the "price" for her cheating.
It was her first time to ride this cool "steel war horse". After constantly accelerating with strong winds several times, her speed had entered a very crazy speed for beginners. At this speed
, the control of the motorcycle becomes very unstable, which is an even worse situation for a novice like Dornan.
She tried her best to control the direction, but when passing a curve, she made a mistake, which directly caused her and the car to fall towards the roadside.
The motorcycle made by the master craftsman Oversbach was of outstanding quality and could not be damaged by beatings. After all, it was for children to play with, and its weight did not reach the terrifying 2 tons of the original version. However, Dornan was still spinning.
She was knocked down and was dizzy, but this child is a Draenei and has shown extremely good physical fitness since she was a child. Moreover, she was wearing a helmet. Fortunately, she did not suffer any serious injuries from the fall.
.
"Aha! It looks like someone will bring me tea and water tomorrow!"
"Dornan, hahaha, your pocket money for next month is mine!"
When Dornan pushed the motorcycle back with some difficulty, the two chasing companions had already walked away, and even made ridicules that made Dornan furious. But no matter how hard she tried to catch up, she still lost in the end.
Lost this competition between children.
And the penalty for losing the game is...
Not only did she lose the best seat in the stands for the "Championship Cup" match, but she also lost her pocket money for the next month. This made the little Duke Dornan hang his head and tail all day long, looking like he was not energetic.
She looked like that, but early the next morning, she returned to her usual careless attitude, because today was definitely a day worth being happy about.
Today, Lord Darkblade, her father, is taking them to watch the most famous gladiatorial match in the world of Draenor!
Draenor "Championship Cup" Gladiator Competition... This name was established a few years ago. After the Dark Blade ruled the entire small world of Draenor, the environment and order of this world changed greatly, but
Some traditions have been passed down in this precarious environment.
For example... gladiatorial combat!
Gladiatorial games have a long history in the world of Draenor. As early as the time when the ogres ruled the world, these rough guys liked to capture slaves of other races and put them in their arenas to perform bloody gladiatorial fights for their entertainment.
The nobles of the Ogre Empire, even after the Ogre Empire was almost destroyed by the orc attack and the Ogres were left with only the Hanging Castle territory, they did not give up the custom of holding gladiatorial competitions.
After the rise of the orc civilization, gladiatorial competitions also changed forms and became another way for tribes to show off their strength in addition to war. In the age of the orc clans, almost every year, in the holy games of the Nagrand grassland,
Under the mountains, there are grand gladiatorial competitions. The orc gladiators regard victory as an honor and use this fierce way to express their respect for their ancestors and maintain the martial arts among the tribes.
There are many famous gladiators in the orc world...such as Kargas, the chief of the Shattered Hand clan. He was the gladiatorial champion in the ogre arena for several years in a row before he could build up the huge reputation of the entire clan.
Another example is the current warchief Orgrim. When the orcs invaded Azeroth, this guy used the "Magora" gladiatorial ceremony to kill the war chief Blackhand and became the warchief.
In short, orcs like gladiatorial combat, and gladiatorial combat is even a part of their civilization.
What's even more unique is that the Draenei exiles who fell into the world of Draenor 200 years ago also have records of gladiatorial combat in their ancient culture. The Draenei people call it "Jed"
"Lin Ritual", strong Draenei men do not wear armor or weapons, and only fight with bare hands to show their bravery.
Before the distant world of Argus fell, the Eredar would hold a grand gladiatorial competition every summer solstice to celebrate the annual big day.
You see, in this small world, the three main civilized races all have the custom of gladiatorial combat. It is hard to describe this as a coincidence. This is probably fate.
In short, under such circumstances, even after being ruled by the Dark Blade, gladiatorial games have not disappeared from this world. A few years ago, after the exiles of Shattrath City had difficult negotiations with the Dark Blade Legion, a game called
The "Champions Cup" event begins in Nagrand Grassland.
This is the grandest gladiatorial competition in the entire Draenor. Warriors from all races in the world will gather here to fight for the honor of the Gladiator King. At the beginning, this was for the survivors of Draenor.
United as one, but after several years of development, this competition has become the largest festival in the entire world every two years.
During the Champions Cup, the Dark Blade Legion will temporarily release control of the Nagrand Grassland until the end of the game and resume normal patrols. In other words, during the 15 days of the game, the entire Nagrand Grassland is absolutely free.
Yes, this game is really of great significance to the exiles trapped in Shattrath City.
This will remind them of a time when they were free... Although now, as long as they want to, as long as they obey the Dark Blade's system, they can live freely, but not everyone is willing to make such a choice.
Today's Champions Cup Gladiator Competition is special... because this year, more than 20 gladiator teams from Azeroth have come to Nagrand to participate in the competition, and most of them are mercenaries with blades that lick blood.
They covet the reward of nearly one million gold coins that the King of Gladiators in the Champions Cup will receive. There are also some guys who signed up simply out of curiosity and want to see the scenery of another world.
Now, at the moment when the Champions Cup Gladiator Competition is about to kick off, Tyrion, who is wearing casual clothes, is escorted by several guards and follows the flow of people with the jumping children into the Nagrand Grassland.
The central square, this huge and primitive gladiatorial arena, was built by the shamans of the Throne of Elements for half a month specifically for the gladiatorial competition.
With the identities of Tyrion and the children, it is naturally impossible to sit with unidentified civilians and exiles. They have their own box, right in front of the stadium, on a large platform, where they can clearly overlook the stadium.
The entire audience, and there were several large platforms like this, were prepared for the big merchants and slave owners from the local area and Azeroth who came after hearing the news.
While the great lord and the children were sitting down, in the dim preparation room below the arena, a human man with short black hair and several scars on his face was silently cleaning his fists.
, that fist was stained with ferocious blood, and on the ground behind this wolf-like man were three dead Khajiit assassins.
Judging from the uneven chests of these guys, they must have had their sternums broken with both fists, or even... their hearts crushed.
"Head, we are ranked 14th overall..."
This silent human fighter moved his shoulders as if he was warming up, and behind him, a strong figure said respectfully:
"Our opponent is..."
"No!"
The wolf-like man shook his fingers and touched the ferocious knife marks on his eyelids:
"Don't tell me! I'm not in the mood or interested to know who my opponent is... I only know that I will win! Keep winning! Until..."
"Until I stand in front of him, until I kill him, or be killed by him..."
