As early as the night when Mekkatorque was abducted by Imperial agents, Tyrion had received intelligence from Shadow himself about the appearance of a black-armored warrior suspected of being Varian Wrynn, but later the Dark Blade intelligence
During the bureau's investigation, no trace of Varian was found in the entire eastern continent.
It now seems that this self-exiled king should have come to the world of Draenor after that night and has been hiding until today.
"Give me the contestant's information."
Tyrion snapped his fingers at the Death Lord beside him. After a moment, Grokush walked back to the box with a crystal stone and handed the crystal to Tyrion, who held the crystal in his hand.
The information reflected in it was reflected in his mind. He rummaged through it quickly and soon found the information about Varian's gladiatorial group.
"Black Ghost...Tsk, tsk, you really don't know how to name."
Tyrion curled his lips, and then checked the information about this gladiator group. From this look, the high lord realized that he seemed to have really underestimated Varian Wrynn's experience in the past few years.
The Black Ghost Chapter's registration information shows that it is a large war group with 475 gladiators. Their "resume" states the past achievements of this war group.
In the world of Azeroth, they won the Dire Maul Tournament twice before it was destroyed by the high elves. They also won the Death's Door Tournament organized by the cultists in the Wildhammer Highlands.
, and finally the blood champion of the Arena of Pain organized by the frost troll Drakkari tribe in the center of the freezing Northrend continent.
While hiding in the world of Draenor for more than a month, the Black Ghosts were not idle either. They participated in the Hanging Castle Death Combat Tournament organized by the Dark Blade Consortium, the Stonemaul Arena of the Stonemaul Ogres, and in the Babel Arena.
In several small-scale gladiatorial competitions held in the arakkoa kingdom at the peak, he won the championship.
Logically speaking, this should be a very famous gladiator group, but they happen to keep a low profile and are completely different from the ordinary gladiator groups under slave owners.
These are so low-key that only true die-hard gladiatorial fans have vaguely heard of their names.
In the information, the Black Ghost Chapter also has a very strange characteristic... After defeating a truly powerful enemy, they often do not take the enemy's life, but ask the defeated to join the Black Ghost. This is probably why
This gladiatorial group will become the root cause of a large-scale gladiatorial group in a short period of time.
But in Tyrion's vision, the registered leader of the Black Ghost Chapter is not Varian Wrynn, but a high elf named Valeela Sangunar. Tyrion is not surprised by this
Arrangement, in fact, he also knew something about Valeera. What really surprised him was...
"When the fate of the world has changed so drastically, the two of you actually came together. What a bad fate... Varian, Varian, I want to see how this carefree bastard can endure all the painstaking waiting.
Your Tiffany and little Anduin have to deal with it!"
The great lord put down the crystal in his hand, a malicious smile flashed across his ice-blue eyes, and his fingers moved. After a moment, he closed his eyes and called his wife in his heart.
"My Alleria, give yourself a holiday and come to Nagrand to enjoy the gladiatorial competition with me and the children... Oh, by the way, invite Ms. Tiffany here too, little Andu
I seem to have a cold now because I ate too much ice cream."
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Although the high lord was very concerned about the Black Ghost, he did not show it, as if this war group did not exist. The high lord and his wife Alleria enjoyed every game. When the mood came,
They would also place bets at the Black Blade Handicap, and the two of them lived a very comfortable life.
The children also had a good time, especially after the orphans from Shattrath City arrived at the invitation of Dornan. They played wildly on the endless prairie almost every day. Queen Tiffany was responsible for taking care of them.
They may appear delicate, but in fact, the human vampires with astonishingly pure bloodline are capable enough to protect these children.
Of course, Queen Tiffany didn't know Tyrion's true intention of inviting her to Nagrand. However, the queen had been a little uneasy in the past few days, and she seemed to be aware that something might be about to happen.
"We are going to explore the Holy Mountain today!"
Dornan, wearing a hunting suit and a little cowboy hat, stood majestically on a rock, hands on her hips, as proud as a pioneer, and the grass in front of her was filled with trees from Shattrath.
The little ones in the orphanage, after Dark Blade secretly provided financial assistance, the orphans in Shattrath City have lived a good life in recent years.
At first, Alleria, who was in charge of this matter, just wanted to give her adopted daughter some playmates, but later, she grew up with some of the orphans in the orphanage, and then was sent to Azeroth as a representative of the Dark Blade.
After taking up an official position in the Sri Lankan Federation, this assistance became official. In fact, not only Shattrath City, but also official orphanages exist in various cities in the Federation. These are those who lost their parents and relatives during the war.
Children, when they grow up in the new civilization, will naturally support the federal system.
Dornan and his sisters and brothers often went to the orphanage in Shattrath City to play with the children. Dornan, who had the best personality, naturally became the child king of these orphans.
"Get your gear together!"
Dornan flicked her fingers and tail outward together, and she shouted loudly:
"We're ready to go!"
After the King of Children finished speaking, the small motorcycles given to them by the great lord were started. These small cars handmade by master craftsmen have amazing horsepower and come with a pullable carriage, which of course meets the children's needs for fun.
, but now, it is used by Dornan to carry his children.
The younger children were placed in the carriage, while the older children rode the Tabu sheep rented from the local Draenei people. Dornan rode his own car without hesitation, amidst the billowing black smoke from the exhaust.
, pulling a dozen children in the carriage, amidst the joyful cheers of the little ones, and the weird abstract painting-like flags they raised fluttering in the wind, this "adventure convoy" set off.
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Anduin, who was wearing a helmet and a small windbreaker, was also among them. He carefully rode on a scooter, used a rope to pull the carriage behind him, and followed his sisters all the way to the Holy Mountain.
In the gentle breeze of the grassland, the children enjoyed the vast scenery of this world. Amidst the unique roaring sound of motorcycles and the calls of the docile Tabu sheep, some older children sang
After singing the song, the little ones sitting in the carriage played the beat, and their clear and joyful voices spread far and wide in the wind.
This scene made many people along the way stop and watch. Some orc herders waved to these children. Some draenei riding thunder elephants could be seen patrolling on the grassland in the distance. The city of Shattrath was in Na.
There is a stronghold in Gran called Tara, where there are many Draenei people who are willing to obey the Dark Blade system. Under the protection of the Dark Blade, they live a life that is not rich, but very peaceful.
And some malicious eyes quietly turned away after seeing the black Broken Blade logo on the edge of the flag raised by the children. In the current Dark Blade's rule over Draenor, everyone
The children of each race symbolize hope. Whether they are orcs, tigers, or even stupid ogres, children of each race are protected by the military law of the Dark Blade.
Those criminals who dare to harm children, even if they hide in Shattrath City, will be dragged out of the city by the wolf-like Dark Blade Military Judges and beheaded in public.
Believe me, this has happened more than once.
"You little ones, you should learn Chinese characters from Grandma Holly. Whoever gets the first place in this exam will be given a car as a gift!"
Dornan, who was riding a motorcycle, said to the noisy little ones behind him like a little grown-up:
"Dad said that only with enough knowledge can we live more comfortably in the new society of the future Federation. Idiots who are not enterprising have no right to happiness!"
As she spoke, Dornan rubbed her belly. She turned her head and looked at the holy mountain Washugu, which was getting closer and closer. She shouted to Anduin beside her:
"Little Anduin, you are the scout today! You and Salandia will take Hob and the others to the Holy Mountain to investigate. Vanessa, Taelia, I, and I are going hunting. We have to fill in the blanks ourselves.
Fill yourself... I brought spices, so... let's eat barbecue today! All you can eat!"
"yeah!"
Dornan's words made the children cheer again, while Anduin shrugged. This 8-year-old child already has a trace of heroic spirit, probably because of his excellent bloodline, and Anduin's physique is also good.
He is very strong, almost as tall as Dornan, who has not grown much in recent years, and looks like the height of a 13 or 4-year-old child.
He rode a scooter, letting the high elf girl Salantia, who had always been silent, sit in the back seat. Then he let the orc child Hob and the draenei child Manius ride on another car, and took three more people with him.
A big child riding on the back of a small Tabu sheep drove towards the Holy Mountain. These children were playing a game of "playing house", but Anduin, who grew up in the Dark Blade system, still regarded this
Think of it as the "military action" of your dreams.
"Hob, you go to the left!"
"Wright, you go to the right! Everyone will meet here in 15 minutes!"
Anduin held the dagger at his waist and issued orders like a commander. Then he held Salantia's hand, and the two children walked in the middle, which was the road leading to the interior of the Holy Mountain. Of course, because
The "secret" inside the Holy Mountain, this road has been blocked by the Dark Blade Army, and no one can enter the inside of the Holy Mountain, so the children's exploration actually revolves around this beautiful hill as pure white as a diamond.
Just go around a few times and pick up some beautiful stones on the ground.
"Uncle Tyrion said that after I turn 10, he will send me to the Draenei Paladins to study."
While Anduin was cutting the weeds around him with his dagger, he said to Salantia behind him:
"Will you come together? Tia, you also have the talent of Holy Light. I remember Aunt Alleria took you to Shattrath City to test it."
Sarantia shook her head. This lovely high elf child inherited the excellent appearance of the elves. At this time, she was wearing a small hunting suit tailor-made for her by the ghost tailors of the Dark Temple. She looked like a doll.
She held Anduin's hand tightly. She didn't have a good relationship with the other children in the Black Temple, but she only liked to stay with Anduin. The two children were almost inseparable.
Because of this, Dornan would often complain. Among the five children, only Dornan and Sarantia were the real adopted daughters of the Tyrion couple. Logically speaking, the relationship between the two of them should be better.
"Don't you want to go to Shattrath City?"
Anduin turned around and said:
"There are a lot of Paladins there, they are all very nice, and the Naaru sing beautifully. I like it there very much! You will also like it very much, believe me, won't you go with me?"
Seeing the trace of sadness in Anduin's blue eyes, Salantia shook her head hastily. She grabbed Anduin's wrist and whispered in his ear:
"I don't like... Alleria, I like being with you."
"But you should call her mom. Aunt Alleria is very nice to you and Sister Dornan. I heard mom say that she and uncle really treat you two as daughters."
Anduin scratched his head in confusion. He didn't know what happened between Salandia and Alleria, and the silent Salandia would never take the initiative to talk about it.
The two children were talking and walked around a not-so-steep mountain road. The moment they entered the mountain wall on the other side, Anduin's eyes suddenly widened.
On the ground in front of him, there was lying a high elf wearing red leather armor. The elf had beautiful long golden hair, but she seemed to be unconscious, and she was curled up on the ground, suffering and unconscious.
Trembling, you can tell from her twitching cheeks what kind of pain she is enduring.
"Ah! What's going on?"
Anduin held the sword in both hands, stepped forward cautiously, and kicked the high elf. The latter had no reaction, but Salantia, who was following Anduin, stuck out her head and took a look, and then quickly
Pulling Anduin back, she whispered:
"Magic addiction, magic addiction... Tyrion said that every elf has magic addiction... That elf looks like she can't survive it. She has a dagger and looks like an assassin..."
"Hurry up and find Dornan and Taelia. I'll guard her here."
Anduin turned back to Salantia and said:
"She doesn't look like a bad person, we need to save her."
"Don't go there! Anduin, she is in danger, come back quickly!"
Salantia looked at Anduin walking towards the unconscious high elf. She took a few steps back in fear, but seeing that Anduin was about to come into contact with the high elf, the child gritted her teeth and spoke again.
He rushed forward and grabbed Anduin's wrist firmly.
Anduin turned around and gave Salandia a reassuring smile, then squatted down and took off the green dagger from the elf's waist. He looked down at the Salas language engraved on the dagger, and then word by word.
He suddenly read out:
"Master fear, and you master death... May the shadows protect you, my daughter... Valeela Sangunar..."