The God of All Realms Starts with Harry Potter

Chapter 866

This time Yrel didn't have the same blank mind as last time, and the shield in her left hand made a blocking action.

However, it was still a step slower. Before the shield blocked the spear, the tip of the spear was already on her chest.

"Come again!"

"brush--"

This time Yrel's shield blocked in front of him in time, but the activated armor was only slightly biased, and the spear rubbed the edge of the shield to break through Yrel's line of defense and hit her throat.

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

...

In the face of repeated attacks from the living armor, Yrel failed again and again, but she never gave up, just tried to deal with it again and again.

Even Ye Ting had to admit that although Xiao Sao Hoof was originally a priest, she did have a great talent for fighting.

In practice after practice, her progress was almost visible to the naked eye.

Although she couldn't react at all the first time, on the tenth attempt, she was able to barely block the blow of the revitalized armor in the changing move. By the thirtieth time, she had been able to defend for several seconds in consecutive jabs.

On the fiftieth time, she had been able to barely advance a few steps while defending, forcing the Living Armor to move her footsteps to keep the distance.

At the 80th time, she was even able to force the Activated Armor to retreat again and again, and made some counterattacks, so that the battle that could have ended in tens of seconds was dragged on for more than a minute.

For the hundredth time, she has been able to fight back and forth with the Living Armor, and although she will eventually fail, it is a considerable improvement for a beginner.

In the 150th battle, she was already able to grab some victories in front of the living armor. Even if she could only win once or twice in ten battles, this was already a great improvement.

The confrontation between Yrel and the Activated Armor lasted almost a whole day, during which Ye Ting even used a magic potion to restore his stamina. When the day's practice ended, she was guaranteed to be victorious against the revitalized armor.

In terms of combat power, Ye Ting's activated armor is almost equivalent to the elite among soldiers, so if the current Yrel can go to the battlefield, she is even qualified to become an officer.

Now she has begun to look forward to tomorrow's gladiatorial fight.

Chapter 1054 Highmaul Arena

Walking through a dark corridor, the dark dungeon iron door was slowly raised along with a sour "squeak" and the sound of "crashing" iron chains.

Accompanied by the shouting of the mountain and the tsunami, the dazzling sunlight hit her face, causing the draenei girl who had been in the dark for a long time to close her eyes.

However, what came with this sunshine was not the imaginary warmth, but a chilling chill.

It was the shadow of death from the arena, along with the stench of excrement and urine and the strong smell of blood.

"Damn blue-skinned monsters, your opponents are here, prepare to be baptized with blood!" A brutish orc voice roared behind the draenei girl.

"Choose the weapons you are comfortable with and give us some fun with your lives," said another orc's voice triumphantly.

Yrel stomped his hoofs angrily, and took down a one-handed war hammer and a round shield from the weapon rack on the side. Beside her, several embarrassed and thin draenei also took their own weapons-mostly warhammers and the like.

"quiet--"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the arena outside, and the entire arena was suddenly stunned.

It seems that the owner of the voice has a lot of prestige among those "audience".

"Next, let's invite new gladiators - our captives and slaves, those cowardly blue-skinned monsters to show us their power!"

As that voice sounded, there were bursts of brutish laughter from the audience.

The audience's laughter even interrupted the host's voice, but the host didn't care.

Because the war against the draenei was too smooth, the image of the peaceful draenei in the eyes of the warlike orcs changed from the "civilized race" they admired in the past to a synonym for the weak and the soft.

At this time boasting of their "power" is nothing but a mockery of them.

As if hearing this irony, Yrel gritted his teeth.

She has never hated her race's past policies as much as she does now, and never felt so ridiculous that so-called peace and patience. Ye Ting's views on war and peace became more and more reasonable in her mind, while Wei Lun's teachings seemed so pedantic to her.

At this time, there was a burst of urging sounds behind the draenei, and it was the orc soldiers urging them to come on stage.

However, for these slave gladiators, the arena in front of them is very dangerous. The gate that shines with sunlight is like a huge mouth that chooses someone to devour in the eyes of the Draenei. Some formidable opponent awaits them.

Cannibal beasts? A warlike orc? A murderous ogre? A giant one-eyed monster? Even taller gronn giants?

Yrel had noticed that many draenei around her had begun to tremble, and they lost the confidence to live.

There is no meaning to ridicule, who doesn't want to live, but in the current situation, if there is no Ye Ting's existence, Yrel feels that he will be the same as these compatriots

. Their fate is not in their own control.

Even with Ye Ting's presence, she could not guarantee that her compatriots would survive the next battle.

For a moment, she really wanted to suddenly burst into flames, kill all the orcs nearby, and then escape from here with her compatriots.

Looking around, looking at the jailer who opened the cage and the dozen or so guards behind him armed to the teeth, Yrel fluttered his cute little tail irritably.

No, she couldn't do that, because she believed there were more draenei caught here than these compatriots, and she couldn't be so reckless.

Thinking of Ye Ting's suggestion before coming here, the girl turned around and said loudly to the draenei:

"My compatriots, now that we are being captured, we cannot live or die by ourselves. Since everyone chooses to fight for their own lives, it shows that everyone is unwilling to the status quo. So why don't we take up arms and fight? "

After speaking, the girl turned around, strutted, and walked out of the door first.

Behind her, the rest of the draenei looked at each other and followed suit, looking at Yrel's not tall and strong back. vitality.

Through the narrow passage, Yrel and the rest of the draenei came to the center of the arena.

This arena, called Highmaul Arena, was the capital of the Ogre Empire back then, and one of the largest and most important buildings in Highmaul.

Long before the rise of the orcs, the ogres used to be the overlords of this land. With the power of magic, the ogres built a great empire - Goria. At that time, even the orcs surrendered to them. Under his brute force and magic, he became an ogre gladiator and slave laborer.

At the peak of the ogre civilization, they built arenas in major cities, and this huge arena is one of them - it's just too big, and it's built for the size of ogres , You must know that ogres are almost several times taller than orcs and draenei, and this arena alone can accommodate thousands of ogres in the auditorium.

But those guys are no longer sitting in the auditorium. Instead, they are smaller, but also more fierce and warlike orcs.

In the center of the arena, Yrel heard mad insults and roars coming from all directions.

"These blue-skinned monsters, kill them all!"

"Kill them, shred them!"

"They disturbed the sleeping ancestor souls and killed them!!"

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