The elf druid's awakening ceremony is proceeding in an orderly manner. The old cow looks a little stupid, but he is actually walking on the path of druids. The elf's body has been dispelled for seven or eight years due to the bad smell of nightmare pollution. After all, Vanessa felt very rewarding just watching some of the old cow's movements and the mobilization of the power of nature.

Just as she was thinking about what words she should use to get some basic druid knowledge from the night elf after she woke up, a strange voice suddenly sounded not far away.

Her natural vigilance made her notice something was wrong outside the door. It was the familiar sound of thieves, the sound of sharp knives piercing into the body.

In the next moment, from the corner of his vision, he saw a ball of dark red light, and a fireball with extremely high temperature flew towards them quickly.

Vanessa didn't say a word, her waist was strong, her body was walking close to the ground, and she hid behind the old cow when she made a wrong step.

There is no way, the orc advocates the numbered musical notation, and belongs to the type that I am poor and I am glorious, and the poorer the more glorious, there is no decoration in the room, only the big body of the old cow is suitable for her as a meat shield.

Carrying high temperature, the fireball smashed straight into the room, and the huge explosion accompanied by the impact force directly interrupted the old cow's spellcasting, and even made the honest man spit blood and fainted from serious injuries.

"Sorry...sorry..." Vanessa clasped her hands together, feeling a little sorry.

She subconsciously avoided the fireball, which was completely a conditioned reflex of a modern person. She didn't realize how high her fire resistance is now. In theory, the impact of the fireball would not cause much damage to her, at most it would hit She staggered, and the high temperature attached to the flames was even more exempt. She should help the old cow bear this blow.

Not to mention that people are casting spells to save people, Lao Niu is still a very standard healing profession!

now what? She sent her only healer at the beginning...

Vanessa squinted her eyes, watching the orcs swarming in not far away, holding a sharp blade, and she was speechless for a while with her seven-mature healing profession.

I am responsible, but the old cow's fire resistance is too low! He himself is also responsible! In a world of dire straits like Azeroth, can it work without fire resistance? Lao Niu still has short hair, little knowledge, and a lack of understanding of the cruel truth of the world.

"What's the situation?" The common language she said was incomprehensible to the orcs, and the orcs who were still guarding the door and these orcs with sharp knives had already been killed when she spoke.

It can be seen that there is a difference between the two. The orcs that came into contact with during the day are all green-skinned, and their expressions are relatively peaceful, but now this group of orcs that suddenly appeared have dark red skin, and all of them have grim expressions.

The dark red-skinned orc faced huge casualties and forcibly charged into the room. A dark red-skinned orc caster looked at Vanessa bloodthirstyly. He spit out a string of unknown words, and then saw his body It swelled suddenly and triggered a fiery explosion in less than two seconds.

The shock wave repelled a group of green-skinned orcs. Relying on the self-destruct of the caster, the dark red-skinned orcs broke through the green-skinned orcs' defense line, and they rushed straight into the room.

Is this to deal with the night elves? Do you want to protect yourself? Before Vanessa could think about it, she saw that the other party ignored the unconscious night elf druid and rushed straight towards her. She was depressed for a while because the other party was coming for her.

"For the Burning Blade Clan! For the Horde!" The dark red-skinned orcs all rushed in with fanaticism, yelling words she couldn't understand.

Who are you guys? Conscience of heaven and earth, Vanessa doesn't know these people at all!

All her weapons were taken away by the orcs, and now she is unarmed. Seeing the opponent's dagger whip up a gust of wind and stab her in the face, she was a little annoyed. I play dagger? !

She stepped aside from the front, twisted her waist and reached out, grabbed the opponent's wrist, trying to grab the dagger.

He grabbed a handful and didn't move. The opponent had almost no skills. He used the dagger like a street hooligan, with only two simple movements of stabbing and chopping. But this wrist is really strong, not to mention strong and powerful, the wrist is like a big mallet, very thick, so I missed it this time.

Vanessa didn't panic, she had more experience dancing on the tip of a knife than flying.

It was obvious that five dark red orc assassins who rushed forward were besieging her, but she still fought back methodically one by one.

She didn't grab the opponent's wrist, she should have grabbed it as a press, and at the same time jumped up, putting her own weight on it.

This time the orc's wrist strength couldn't bear it anymore, his wrist sank, his body leaned forward, and the entire stabbing movement was deformed.

Vanessa used a side kicking movement very similar to Taekwondo, stepping on the opponent's knee with her left foot, using her strength to elevate her body, swung her right foot, and exerted force on her waist and legs at the same time, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com kicked On the orc's shoehorn-like face.

It didn't count if the kick was over, she jumped back with her strength, stretched out her left hand, and grabbed the opponent's dagger.

The orc's dagger is a bit too heavy, and the blade is not the small and sensitive type used by humans, but has jagged serrations, like the teeth of some kind of beast.

Vanessa turned the dagger half a circle in the palm of her hand and held it with her backhand. When it fell to the ground, she casually sent her arm back and stabbed the dagger into another orc's throat.

During the ups and downs of the rabbit, she killed one person and seriously injured another person. With the agility far surpassing the opponent, she now also has a little bit of Da Fan's sense of flowing and flowing, killing people like art. They are all artists and pianists. The piece played is called Death.

The orcs did not expect to kill the target and have a good melee ability, but the word fear has never been in the lexicon of the orcs. They can degenerate, they can do anything for their strength, and they can even disregard the overall situation. At this critical moment, they can go against the wishes of the orc chief. Assassinate Vanessa, but they never fear.

Vanessa's method is a hundred times more brutal, and the orcs will not be afraid! Can you, Vanessa, be more ruthless than Sargeras? The big boss of the Burning Legion came down to earth, and he could beat it too much, but on the other hand, as long as the orcs wanted to, they would dare to go up and chop with an axe!

The fierce killing move did not make the orc assassins hesitate. They roared in a language that Vanessa did not understand, and rushed up angrily.

Are you angry? I'm still angry! Who did I provoke?

All the orc assassins had red eyes, which was an external manifestation of bloodshot eyes caused by anger and excitement. To say that the eyes were red was more of an adjective. Vanessa was different. Her eyes were really red, and there were billowing flames flowing in her eye sockets. The temperature around her instantly rose by 20 degrees. She was very angry! She is **** off!