New Order of Azeroth

Vanessa sighed twice, but it was just a sigh and she didn't say any unnecessary words.

She knew very well that the dwarves only sympathized and felt sorry, and asking them to help overthrow the human kingdom would be a dream.

What's more, the Bronzebeard tribe is now in charge of Ironforge, and the dwarf shaman Bellin Ranling belongs to the Wildhammer tribe. The two tribes once had the same status. Now one is dominant and the other is semi-subordinate. What's the relationship? Think about how subtle it is.

Buying drinks is just a trivial matter. There are more than one hundred thousand dwarves in the city. For such a big thing, don't expect the dwarf king to come to meet Vanessa.

After negotiating with the old bearded dwarf who managed the wine business in the commercial area, she paid and got the receipt. That night, she gathered the fifty dwarf uncles and aunties from the escort team. A group of people were like cheerful potatoes, carrying muskets and Axe, singing a song and walked out of Ironforge.

The gender of dwarves is easy to identify. The one with a beard is the uncle, and the one without a beard is the aunt! Dwarves would not leave Ironforge at her age, so a dwarf who could drink and brag must be older than her.

The largest dock near Ironforge is Menethil Harbor, but this harbor is to the north of the mountains, while Vanessa's Westfall is to the south. In addition, the port is an important human town, and the dwarves have now opened two medium-sized ports to facilitate the passage of their own cargo ships.

The dwarves are well-equipped and well-trained, and they are at the door of their own home. Their energy and spirit are not ordinary. Occasionally, there are blind beasts or robbers, and a few dwarf warriors rush over and solve them with two axes.

Amid laughter, the group of people drove the truck to board the ship smoothly. They would unload the cargo at a port outside Stormwind City and finally return to Westfall via land. Vanessa was very happy and directly announced that twenty barrels of spirits would be opened for everyone to drink!

Her wine festival seemed to have begun in advance. The dwarf warriors drank beer in large gulps. Their cheerful smiles were contagious. Listening to the generous laughter of the dwarf uncles and aunts, the anxiety in her heart also subsided by two points. .

It seems that I really have no connection with the legal system! She looked at the mark on her wrist again. It was emerald green at first, but now there was only a faint mark left. She estimated that she had no talent in the way of druidry, and the mark was almost unresponsive now.

The mage's arcane spells are completely confused, and the druid's natural spells seem to be useless now. I can't deal with evil energy, can I be a warlock? Or believe in the Holy Light and become a priest?

The more she thought about it, the more entangled she became. She lay on the deck, watching the birds passing by in the sky, and listening to the sound of the oars beating the sea water, and she slowly fell asleep.

There was a "boom" and Vanessa almost fell off the deck. Fortunately, she was agile and grabbed the cable next to her like a swing. She turned 360 degrees in the air and stepped firmly on the deck. Look around.

Hehe, this is a lively scene below.

I saw two groups of dwarves fighting below.

The group of dwarves with particularly loud voices were his escorts, and there was also a group of black charcoal-like dwarves who were jumping over here from another ship.

Among them was a tall and strong black charcoal-headed man with a face as black as the bottom of a pot, with no eyes visible at all. This guy had a red beard as bright as a flame. Four or five dwarf warriors were besieging him. The opponent seemed to have nothing in his hand. He took the weapon, but none of the dwarf warriors was his opponent.

"Are these people the legendary Black Iron Dwarves?" Vanessa asked the dwarf shaman who was getting up after being beaten away by the enemy.

"You know so much! That's Colin Spirits, the famous spirits thief! He's eyeing your wine! Either come to help, or hide...Colin Spirits ! Dare to sneak attack your grandpa, let me show you how powerful I am!" The dwarf shaman had no intention of performing spells for Vanessa. He held a wheel ax and pointed it at the black iron dwarf named Colin Liquor. He slashed across the face.

The dwarf shaman was full of momentum, but unfortunately his strength was a bit weak. The opponent was of a very high level, with steady steps and fierce attacks. He seemed to be at least a high-level warrior.

Even though he was besieged, Colin Spirit remained calm. Although the number of people on his side was slightly smaller, it was not difficult to defeat fifty dwarf warriors with a high-level warrior like him sitting in command.

Vanessa was still a little dizzy. The name Colin Spirits was spoken in Dwarven language, not Common language. The pronunciation was very weird, and she didn't know who this guy was.

She seemed to have entered the trance state of a druid before, and was forcibly awakened. Her thinking was several beats slower than usual, and it took her several turns to realize that this black charcoal man not far away was coming to steal her wine! Without saying a word, Vanessa grabbed the weapon and rushed forward.

Her slender figure didn't attract Black Charcoal Head's attention at all. It wasn't until her dagger made two bloody gashes between the gaps in the opponent's armor that he turned to look at Vanessa, as if he was surprised. Why was this human being doing this to him? Take action. UU Reading www.uukaｎｓ.net

Vanessa was also surprised. Charcoal Head's armor was too thick! She almost went blind before she found a gap. How could she fight?

Black Charcoal Head has the standard short stature of a dwarf, and her body is extremely strong. Her burly muscles and unusually strong armor make her feel like a rat trying to pull a tortoise, and she has no way to start.

Armor breaking is a technical job, and she doesn't know how to do it.

The other party's resistance to toxins is even more astonishing. Vanessa's hallucinogenic poison, which has always been used in both black and white, was suddenly resisted.

Heitan Tou took a swig of liquor to resist her poison. He even put two oversized metal wine glasses on his fists and smashed them at her like a storm.

The attack was fast and fierce. Vanessa twisted her waist and turned sideways, seemingly dodging the attack very lightly. In fact, the opponent had almost matched her speed with the powerful strength.

Without the speed advantage, she faced a heavily armored warrior, and the price she paid for a slight mistake could be her life.

I've worked so hard to get here, so I can't let a trash like you knock me down! She also made up her mind and no longer cared about the physical exertion. She concentrated her mental power very much, like a butterfly walking through flowers, constantly changing its position. The dagger and the long sword brought out afterimages all over the sky, piercing the gaps in the black carbon head's armor like raindrops.

If hallucinogenic poison doesn't work, then use decelerating poison. She still has time to poison the weapon while she is in mid-air.

Stab two swords under the ribs, wrists, neck, cheeks, eyes, wherever the armor is not visible.

Black Carbon Head's originally wild boar-like movements were slowed down by two points, but before Vanessa could be happy, the other party drank another glass of fishy-smelling yellow wine, then gave a sharp shout and spit out her toxins. Most of it.

Vanessa: "..."

Do you want to be so exaggerated? This is too restrained for me!