Chapter 339: The Princess Is a Pit (Part 1)

Duke patted Gavin Ladd, a noble-born paladin, on the shoulder: "Hey, believe me, the princess of Azeroth is probably a trap."

In his heart, Duke silently replaced the "mostly" with "all".

Gavin Ladd's young man's face was full of endless bewilderment: Your Excellency Marcus knows what kind of princess is below? What the hell is that? Her voice is so nice, so why...

Duke was upright on the side: "The Creator is fair. Most of the good-sounding voices are not beautiful. Most of the beautiful voices are not good-sounding. The voice is good and beautiful... Well, the chances are very small. Besides, you hear 'earth' The title of 'princess' is really not associated with the elemental system?"

Gavin Ladd's face turned pale for a moment.

At the same time, a terrible roar was coming from the ground surrounded by the circle of stones.

In previous games, this princess of the earth popped out of nowhere like a flash. Now, in the real world of Azeroth, the appearance of the Earth Princess is of course extremely real.

On the piece of land that gathered the eyes of tens of thousands of people, the ground was shaking violently. It seemed that a whole huge active volcano had suddenly been born below. There was a faint shocking sound, as if there was a head covered in flames and magma. The lava behemoth is about to break free from its cage.

Gavin Rad suddenly discovered that in several other places in the Arathi Highlands, bright beams of light shot up into the sky, and those places happened to be the places he had been to—these were the places where several outer imprisonment circles were located.

Obviously, the unknown and terrifying creature that called itself 'princess' under the earth was undoing its final restraint.

"Not good! A trap for despicable humans! Withdraw! Everyone retreat!" Red roared loudly. He really didn't believe in Duke's integrity. Just over half a year ago, he saw with his own eyes that it was also Duke who ignited the entire Stormwind City and dragged one hundred thousand Blackstone clan compatriots into the fiery hell.

Everything in front of them was not right, coupled with the retreat order of the great chief, the orc army suddenly fell into a panic. Everyone, whether it was a wolf cavalry riding a wolf who was eager to avenge their dead comrades, or an orc warrior advancing on foot, was a little dazed, and then turned around and ran away in a panic.

In their imagination, as long as they stay away from that strange boulder enclosure.

"My lord, it's time to withdraw!" Duke's knight shouted hastily.

"Duke! It's too close here." It was Gavinrad's voice.

"Duke!" Queen Xi also yelled in concern.

Ilucia quietly tightened the corner of Duke's clothes.

Only Duke was extremely calm, with a breezy, oh no, a pretentious expression of blowing ashes away while talking and laughing. A small iceberg is emerging under his feet, lifting Duke's figure to a high place, so that every knight around can see him, so that every tree that dares to look back can see his figure .

"Withdraw? Withdraw what? The trap I set up myself, will it still trap me? You all look out for me. This is the third time I have set traps to exterminate the orcs. From now on, I will, every time An orc trembled when he heard my name. I want every orc to stop daring to fight against humans, kneel at the feet of humans to accept justice, and pay for the orcs’ aggression and slaughter of intelligent races in the world of Azeroth. The due price! I want the prestige of the alliance, resounding through heaven and hell—”

Accompanied by Duke's clear and resonant declaration, Gavin Ladd, Ilucia, Cirvanas and a hundred knights all held their heads high.

If a different person said this, then he must be a bullshit, who knows nothing but bragging.

But he is Duke Marcus—the entire eastern kingdom continent, recognized as the strongest tactical and strategic master in the entire alliance.

There was an uncontrollable agitation in the chest, which made everyone's blood boil.

No restlessness, no fear.

Especially those one hundred knights were full of anticipation. They stared intently into the distance, waiting for the scene of the orc's destruction that would appear next.

Something beneath the Earth is approaching the surface at high speed.

When the rumbling sound got closer to the stone fence, the huge sound source suddenly changed direction, choosing to break through the ground from another direction.

"No—how is this possible!?" Red* Blackhand was terrified to find that the thing had turned a corner and was turning towards the place where the orcs were most densely populated.

Duke started to tease, and said something that people around him couldn't understand: "Level 44 elite is a little weaker! I deliberately want to strengthen her, how could she not accept it?"

With the loud noise from the ground quickly approaching the ground, all the orcs looked down at their feet.

All of a sudden, the earth, which had already become unstoppable, flickered suddenly, as if the bright light of the sun shone brightly on the entire battlefield, but the light was actually not the reflection of the sun, but the brilliance of the magic circle on the ground. .

trap!

Absolutely a trap!

Accompanied by the dazzling khaki-yellow radiance gushing out from the ground, a huge opening was finally opened in the ground, and a huge female hand made of marble suddenly broke through the ground. The moment he came out, more than 10 orcs were crushed to death.

In the next second, the huge forearm protruding from the ground with a length of 25 meters, just a sweep, killed at least three orcs.

The corpses of orc warriors were all over the sky, splashed blood poured like a waterfall on the heads and bodies of orcs who had not yet escaped the danger zone, broken limbs swirled in mid-air, and the sprayed viscera stained those not far away on the wolf.

The giant wargs that were once extremely fierce and mighty have all become prodigal dogs in the face of this more terrifying and larger unknown existence. They tucked their tails, screamed timidly, and ran away.

It's a pity that it was too late, in response to the dazzling brilliance pouring out of the magic circle.

There is only a deep rift left on the edge of the super-giant magic circle, and the rift is like an abyss. There is only so much soil on the earth, and if one side is cracked, the excess soil must be pushed up on the other side.

Where did the soil go?

They continued to rise, and then combined into a huge circular barrier like an unbloomed flower bud. The height of the barrier covering the sky and the sun was more than 200 meters, trapping at least 30,000 tribes tightly in the dark circle. on the ground.

There was no hope of escaping, and all the orcs who were still alive couldn't help but turn their heads, staring at the terrifying existence whose upper arm was protruding out, and the entire arm was more than fifty meters long.

The darlings of the orcs jumped up and down in fright: Uh, what the hell came out?

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