Thrall glanced at the corner of his mouth, took out a pen and drew a cross on the name of the Forgotten, which was equivalent to announcing his death. Thrall smiled sarcastically:
"Sylvanas's pet, Nathanos Blighter, dares to interfere in the Silver Arena. I think he wants to die again."
In addition, Thrall was also very dissatisfied with Eitrigg's two brothers-in-law, and made many marks on their names.
Taking care of Eitrigg's face, Thrall only eliminated them without harming his life.
Eitrigg was so frightened that he hurriedly said:
"Thanks to the Savior for His mercy."
The championship trial officially began, with Fording giving the opening speech.
Fording stood up, with a serious look on his face, and read aloud the prepared speech.
He first spent a lot of space praising Thrall's greatness and the orcs' bravery for saving Azeroth time and time again, and then cursed the evil of the Scourge:
"There is nothing in this world more evil than the Scourge led by the Lich King. They are cruel and ruthless and have killed so many innocent races. In Northrend, the Walrus people were brutally slaughtered by the Scourge, and the Lich King's hands are covered with them.
The Scourge also slaughtered the Loa gods of the Zul'Drak Empire, leading to the death of five Loa gods..."
Thrall wrapped himself in a coat made of walrus skin and nodded with satisfaction.
The more Fording spoke, the angrier he became, and he roared loudly:
"In order to save Azeroth, we must fight the final battle with the Scourge, so I prepared the Silver Arena, with the purpose of selecting real warriors, fighting on the Frozen Throne, and slaying the evil Lich King."
On the roof of the Champion Trial Arena, the Black Knight's body was shrouded in shadow. Fording's speech fell into the Black Knight's ears, and the Black Knight was filled with anger.
Because of the corruption of Ner'zhul's black magic, the Black Knight's thoughts are relatively simple and he is only loyal to the Lich King. Of course, he does not know that the Lich King in Fordring's mouth is Arthas.
The trial of the champion officially began. The first was an equestrian competition. Five elite soldiers selected by the Silver Northern Expedition fought against the trialists.
After receiving Thrall's secret order, the five soldiers jointly attacked the Forsaken in the team as soon as they came on stage.
The champion team that relied solely on connections had no fighting power at all. Nathanos the Blighter's uncle was quickly knocked off his horse, trampled by five horses one after another, and his bones were shattered into powder.
Afterwards, the five soldiers attacked Eitrigg's two brothers-in-law, only to knock them off their horses and eliminate them.
The championship team was eliminated once and twice, and suddenly lost three members.
Thrall clapped his hands and added three alternate members, including two orcs and a scantily clad blood elf woman.
Thrall smiled and said: "These two orcs, one is Agnar's cousin, and the other is General Nazgrin's brother. I think these two children are good, so I gave them a chance."
Wojin frowned after hearing this. He hadn't heard that Agona had a cousin. Could it be that she was a good match?
Eitrigg was secretly jealous. Nazgrim started out as a soldier, but because he was good at flattery, he won Thrall's favor and was promoted to brigadier general.
People say that Nazgrin has a bright future and may one day replace Eitrigg and become Thrall's confidant.
Nazgrim's younger brother was just an idle ruffian in Orgrimmar, and he never expected to have the opportunity to become a member of the championship trial team.
Fording stared at the beautiful blood elf woman and asked in a low voice: "What is the origin of this blood elf?"
Thrall smiled and explained: "She is the apprentice of Lord Regent Lor'themar."
Looking at the blood elf woman's barely covered metal armor, everyone knew who this so-called apprentice was.
Fording said enviously: "The Regent has a good vision."
The championship trial has entered the next round, and the winner has already been decided. The rest of the game is not interesting at all, it is just a formality.
Thrall looked a little sleepy, yawned, and chatted casually with Eitrigg.
Wojin was also drowsy and forced himself to cheer up.
Finally, the finale came. Five trialists challenged the most powerful paladin of the Silver Crusade. Fording stood up. He was the host of the final battle.
But Fording committed the old habit again, constantly praising the greatness of the savior Thrall, nagging endlessly, and it seemed that he would never stop.
Except for Sal, who had a smile on his face, everyone in the venue was tired of hearing it.
Wo'jin muttered dissatisfiedly in his heart: "I really want to throw this old thing out."
boom!
The roof of the proving ground was broken.
A black shadow flashed, and a black knight riding a black horse descended from the sky, slashing at Fording, who was talking eloquently.
Fording was off guard and hurriedly gathered the power of the Holy Light, only to feel a huge force slamming into him. Fording's body flew far away, smashing a big hole in the wall, and his body went limp.
He slid softly to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"You ruined my grand entrance, rat."
The black knight shouted loudly.
"There are assassins who protect Thrall, the great savior."
Thrall's guards hurriedly put up their shields to form a barrier, firmly protecting Thrall in the center.
The Black Knight ignored Thrall and walked towards the five trialists holding a huge sword.
"You alone, dare to challenge the invincible Lich King?"
The Black Knight stabbed Nazgrim's younger brother in the chest with his sword. The little gangster from Orgrimmar was obviously frightened and was stunned. His mind went blank and he forgot to dodge.
The long sword passed through the chest, and the dark aura condensed, and the flesh and blood fell off, turning into a ghoul.
"Help me."
"I don't want to die here."
"Mother!"
The other four trialists were so frightened that they fled in all directions. Unfortunately, they could not escape the pursuit of the black knight and turned into ghouls. In the end, only the blood elf woman remained.
"I don't kill women."
The black knight said very gentlemanly, then raised his sword and shouted:
"Who else?"
Facing the menacing Black Knight, Vol'jin and Eitrigg were trembling with fear.
The Black Knight had no opponent and laughed loudly: "Only you dare to challenge the invincible Lich King. What a bunch of incompetent trash."
Above the silver-white arena, human veterans floated in the air, carefully looking at the black knight.
"Very well, a senior general of the Scourge Legion. No wonder Fording is no match for him. Hehe, Lich King Arthas, you are still too naive. Pay the price for your stupidity."
The human veteran shot a jet of black light towards the ground, and below the Crusaders' training ground, the magic circle that had already been built began to operate.
As countless souls were poured into the remains of Y'Shaarj, the ice-covered ground cracked, and a long black tentacle stretched out.
The Black Knight won the victory and was about to leave triumphantly when he was suddenly tightly entangled by the black tentacles and dragged deep into the cracked underground.
The ground slowly closed, as if nothing had happened.
The human veteran had a ferocious look on his face and fiercely grabbed forward with his right hand.
"Arthas, I have captured you, minions of the Scourge. Your doom is coming. Scream in pain in endless fear."
With the silver-white arena as the center, a gray force spread rapidly, crossing the Ice Crown Barrier and soon covering the entire Ice Crown Glacier.