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Dreadhoof is actually an elite monster of the Lord of Draenor, and it drops hot sand prestige quest items. It is very weak for players who graduated from the version, but it can be regarded as an unattainable existence for players who have only reached Nagrand in the main mission.

Chapter 1056

The big figures among the orcs here led their subordinates to leave the arena, and the cruel fighting in the arena finally began.

The angry Dreadhoof is now eager to find a target as a target for venting, and the draenei in front of him unfortunately become its target.

I saw this mutant tabu sheep lowered its head like a normal sheep, sprayed its nose, and pointed its sharp horns in the direction of the draenei.

This iconic preparation for attack provoked another cheers in the audience.

As if inspired by the audience, the Tabu sheep roared, and the four hooves slammed into motion, charging forward, and the huge body lifted up clouds of dust.

The body of the Dreadhoof is much larger than that of the ordinary Tabu sheep, and the weight is heavier, weighing a few tons, once it runs, its power even exceeds that of an elephant.

After all, from a structural point of view, the Tabu sheep is agile and much faster than an elephant, and the giant hoof did not lose speed because of its weight-at this time it is almost like a high-speed heavy-duty cross-country. The car is normal. If Yrel is hit head-on by it, he will be disabled if he doesn't die.

Looking at the growing tabu sheep in front of him, Yrel clasped his weapon tightly and held his breath.

At this time, she is no longer the weak little pastor of the past.

Although only one day of combat training was accepted, the high-intensity life-and-death practice has allowed Yrel to face life and death without any surprises, keeping himself calm forever, and coping with all possible changes.

She knew that she could only dodge but couldn't resist the collision of Terrorhoof.

"Rumble—"

The hoofs of Dreadhoof kept trampling on the ground of the arena, and the heavy body made the earth tremble slightly, and the tremor became bigger and bigger.

The two ends of the wide arena are separated by two hundred meters, but under the hooves of Dreadhoof, the distance is almost fleeting.

Yrel quickly dodged to one side, and many draenei people followed suit and survived under the hooves of Dreadhoof, but there was still one hapless person who could not escape.

Dreadhoof just deflected a little bit, and it proved that he had hit this guy. Yrel clearly saw that this draenei man was vomiting blood as if hit by a siege hammer, his chest was sunken in an instant, his sternum It shattered on the spot and instantly lost the possibility of survival.

However, it did not die from such an impact.

Yrel saw that the man who had been knocked into the air fell to the ground, and when he was trying to struggle, the cruel beast darted towards him, trampled on him for life.

After Dreadhoof left, Yrel only saw a corpse stepped on to rotten flesh, especially the skull was crushed by stepping, and even the original appearance was not clear.

Seeing this cruel and **** scene, many orcs on the stage screamed in excitement, and some felt lingering-they remembered the legend of the Horrorhoof in the clan.

All the hunters who tried to hunt the Dreadhoof ended up like this, the body was smashed by the sheep's hoof-this is also the reason why this mutant Tarbuk is called the "Dreadhoof".

Dreadhoof, Dreadhoof, isn't it just the hoof of terror?

Looking at the corpse of the compatriot in front of him, Yrel's last trace of fear disappeared, and he was replaced by great anger.

She was angry at the cruelty of this beast, that guy had nothing to look like a Taboo except his appearance. It lacks the meekness of a tabu sheep, and at this moment it even leaned to the side of the corpse and snorted triumphantly, as if laughing at the dead person's overpowering ability.

But she was even more angry than the orcs in the arena auditorium.

For these orcs, they are like the cheapest playthings. They are placed in this huge cage to fight with the beasts and make fun for them through this **** and cruel activity.

This way of pleasing others with his own dignity and life makes Yrel intolerable.

She deeply hated the fear hoof in front of her, and even the excited orcs on the stage, but what she hated most was the draenei's past policies.

When the draenei came to Draenor, the orcs were just a group of backward nomads. At that time, the draenei had a complete opportunity to stifle the threat in the cradle, at least in some way to establish the orcs against the Draene The awe of the Nepalese people, but the original Delaney people did nothing—so now, they paid the price.

"I want to protect my compatriots, but I want revenge even more!"

At this moment, Yrel told himself deeply in his heart.

And the object of revenge, start with the fear hoof in front of you.

Killing a draenei is just an appetizer for Dreadhoof, and this alone is not enough to quell the anger of being caught and onlookers in its heart.

So it charged the draenei again.

Where the draenei dared to face it, naturally they fled in all directions.

But unfortunately, in terms of speed, they are still not the opponent of this Tarbuk.

one.

two.

Three.

One after another draenei died under its hooves, and the last time they were hit and fractured, there was no resistance.

With agile skill and clever judgment, Yrel escaped the attacks of Terrorhoof time and time again, but when she saw the fourth compatriot fall, she finally couldn't bear it.

She must find a way to stop all of this, she must immediately kill Terrorhoof-at least to divert its attention, otherwise, if this goes on, they will be killed one by one.

So she was ready to take action personally to end the killing.

In fact, Yrel was not without any gains in the evasion just now.

Through observation, Yrel understood the method of Terrorhoof to kill people, and understood the difficulty of this mutant Tarbuk.

As a Tabu sheep, even if it is so tall, its body structure issues make it quite limited in fighting styles.

Except for corner collision, it is trampling.

Contact Dreadhoof uses speed advantages to create kills. In fact, these two methods are essentially one.

In fact, the speed of cloven-hoofed beasts like the Dreadhoof is flawed-they are difficult to turn in a real run.

In the face of their seemingly terrible collision, in fact, as long as one dodge can be avoided-once a sharp turn in the rush, the artiodactyl is easy to face the trouble of the horse's stumbling.

But the cunning of Dreadhoof is here.

Its charge seems reckless, but it is clever. In the process of charging, it is not brainless, but always pays attention to the target. Once the target avoids prematurely, it will pretend not to find it, and then think that it has escaped. Waiting for an opportunity to change direction during a catastrophe.

Often at this time, the target has no chance to dodge, and in the end it will either be knocked to death or die of being trampled on.

Dreadhoof's charging skills are its proud skills, and it is also the reason for its countless anti-killing hunters, but in the eyes of Yrel, this is an opportunity to defeat it.

Chapter 1057

After trying to understand everything, Yrel began to take the initiative.

After watching Terrorhoof complete a charge and gradually slowing down, Yrel did not stand ready for its next attack, but took the initiative to run in the direction of Terrorhoof, and then picked up a dead draenei on the ground. The lowered warhammer hurled towards the Dreadhoof.