mtlumby2d Chapter 539 The local bear monster went crazy
Chapter 539 The local bear monster went crazy
"What should we do if we see an intruder?!"
"One charge, two claw strikes, kill him!"
Clap! The black wood bear monster who made the sound clapped his hands, then immediately scratched the back of his head embarrassedly.
"Sorry, my friend, I was impulsive."
……
"What should we do when we see the person on this paper?!"
"Retreat, we must retreat quickly!"
"Save your life, gather your friends, concentrate your firepower, and kill him!"
Clap, clap, clap. Judian excitedly gave applause to his bear monster friend.
Without waiting for his bear monster friend to be proud, he said, "In less than a quarter of an hour."
"You have this awareness... The enemy is coming, attack!"
"Charge, kill!"
"For the sake of the woodlands we love, let's kill him!"
Whoosh, whoosh, the bear monsters appear one after another with great momentum.
However, they ran away and scattered in all directions.
Their team may not be very orderly, but the directions of their escape are definitely "diverse" and extremely scattered.
But the white papers in their hands or above their heads...scrolls, are quite strange.
Because of the change in environment, the "reason" that someone easily "goes crazy" does not recognize the black wood bear monster, and there is actually a wizard who can do such "delicate work".
I have to say, if the murlocs have it, how can the bear monsters not have it?
Moreover, it was not the Blackwood Bear Monster’s “money” that was spent.
Soon after, Sharp Claw arrived in front of Judian with an "army" of huddled bear monsters.
Imitating the fist-holding gesture he had often done before, his sharp claws showed the demeanor of the "Kung Fu Panda Man".
"Brother Judian, will it really be useful for us to run like this?"
"How can it be useless?"
Counting the time, Judian was very satisfied with this group of "fat" but fast bear monster brothers and sisters.
He said, "Sharp Claw, you need to know."
"If it's not a critical moment, who wants to lose their life?"
He was obviously the elder bear monster, but when he heard these words, Sharp Claw and the Blackwood Bear Monster behind him.
For a moment, they all showed their simplicity and honesty as a group, and their movements were in unison.
Clap, clap, applause.
However, Claw clapped his hands and said, "It's time like this."
"Nature is calling us. Isn't this a critical moment?"
"Also, is it really okay for us to be so 'calm and relaxed' with you?"
"Those enemy invaders, are they really not paying attention to us?"
After three questions in a row, Claw felt more and more that his own "wisdom" was returning.
Previously, the "initiative" was completely in the hands of his friend Judian, and he became just a foil.
"Yes, the elder is right, this is a critical moment!"
"Yeah, we're making so much noise here, those intruders must be watching us."
"Hey, my dear ones, aren't we practicing running away?"
"Yeah, yeah, it's really not good for us to act so relaxed."
"For our territory, we must fight for it!"
……
"There is a bear monster forest only when there are bear monsters. If there are no bear monsters, then the bear monster forest is not a bear monster forest."
A clear voice from a friend immediately calmed down the group of bear monsters with "bear tempers".
Yes, haven’t we emphasized this repeatedly before?
Work together to overcome difficulties, in the early stages of the game, strong against strong, and group fight against those you cannot defeat on your own.
There is a middle stage and a late stage, it’s a simple truth!
"Well, it seems that everyone is a smart and intelligent bear monster."
This compliment was subconsciously arranged by Judian many times, and the "well-trained" army once again gathered behind him.
So, he led the army behind him and picked up more than one scroll that was scattered on the way of "escape".
"Are you ready? We are about to officially march!"
For a moment, the bear monsters behind the demon hunter who put away the scroll fell silent.
"Great, what is our goal?!"
"For the sake of nature and our home, we are ready!"
"Very good, what are our difficulties?!"
"Solving the war problem doesn't happen overnight, but requires long-term efforts and the gathering of more people with lofty ideals!"
With an extremely confident look on his face, Judian twisted his motorcycle...
In a blink of an eye, he put away his motorcycle, fearing that those behind him would not be able to catch up.
The "flexible" team that was finally assembled was about to be disbanded because of his mistakes.
Bear people are indeed prone to "going crazy", but they are also simple and honest people who live in harmony with nature.
Finally, Judian gripped the sword tightly and ran ahead to lead the way.
"Friends, let's go get him!"
"Hey! We've been wanting to do this for a long time. Let's go and get him together!"
"My dear ones, aren't we going to run away?"
"Charge! It's our turn to counterattack!"
"Great Ursol and Ursoc are watching us from the sky!"
……
"Lord Nathanos, a group of local furbolgs have gone mad!"
"Just kill them. Do you still need me to teach you this little thing?"
"Report!"
A troll scout came running over at this moment.
In Nathanos's eyes, this was very different from the other troll scout in front of him.
Not only are their postures and tones different, they are exactly the same.
"Lord Withercaller, the local bear monsters have formed an army to attack us!"
With deep doubt, Nathanos looked at the two squatting scouts in front of him and wanted to chop off their heads with an axe.
As for the local bear monsters, these troll scouts have killed at least one bear in their hands over the years, not to mention a bunch of them.
Local bear monsters... Among the bear monsters in Azeroth, the most powerful ones seem to be the "traditional tribal system".
They do not live in scattered enclosures and can form a so-called large army.
He, Nathanos Marris... He, the Blightcaller, has lived for so many years and has never seen a real army of fur monsters.
However, he held back and asked, "An army?"
"It's the kind of..."
"Oh no, Lord Blighter!"
With a stumble, another troll scout who was running over accidentally fell.
He fell flat on his face, and quickly got up and said, "The local bear monster army is rushing towards us with great momentum!"
"They are carrying a strong holy light. I think the Knights of the Silver Hand are here to intervene."
Hearing the key point, Nathanos lifted him up and said, "What did you say?!"
"Those neutral paladins have nothing better to do than come here and train bear monsters to attack us?!"
Pointing at the horrified troll scout who looked like he had wet his pants, Nathanos said, “You’d better explain yourself clearly.”
"Otherwise, on the battlefield, I have the right to send you directly to meet your god of death!"
"We were busy dealing with Malfurion, who had just reacted, and you told me that the attacking bear monster was assigned by the Knights of the Silver Hand."
At this time, voices and footsteps were heard coming from the direction of the "non-main gate" where the troll scouts came to find Nathanos.
"Lor'themar, thank you for coming all the way here."
"It's not hard, Great Chief. Everything is for the tribe."
"Nathanos, what happened?"
Seeing Nathanos acting like a "commander" like this, Sylvanas' tone was filled with dissatisfaction.
Immediately putting down the troll scout, Nathanos said, "Great Chief, I just heard some absurd news."
"what news?"
"Great Chief, it's..."
"This is terrible, Lord Blightcaller. Those bear monsters have set up camp in the distance!"
Another troll scout stumbled... this time it was a human undead scout who fell to the ground and ate dirt.
Helping her family up, Sylvanas said, "Warrior, what's wrong?"
"Queen... Chief..."
For a moment, the Undead Scout was incoherent.
"Take your time, I'm here."
Seeing the great chief here, he was still impatient.
He said, "Great Chief, those Knights of the Silver Hand must be crazy!"
"They actually sent furbolgs... It's the Lordaeron flag flying in the center of their team!"
"This undoubtedly sends us a signal that they want to restore their country and want to kill us!"
"Impossible. The New Silver Hand must have nothing better to do than to hear this impossible 'revelation' from the Holy Light."
Behind Lor'themar, Rommath said coldly: "Warrior, are you sure you saw those paladins?"
After calming down under the spell of calming down, the Undead Scout said, "Yes, Grand Mage Rommath."
"That armor, that purifying rage from the Holy Light."
Unable to calm down, the Undead Scout said, "That human paladin."
At this moment, a pillar of holy light rose up in the distance.
This undoubtedly further verified what the Undead Scout said.
There is also a certain amount of truth in the news reported by the three troll scouts...
Now, it's out in the open.
"It is this holy light that makes him undoubtedly a Paladin of the Silver Hand!"
At this moment, Liadrin waved her hand and gathered the holy light in her palm.
She said, "Warrior, are you talking about the former Silver Hand?"
"Yes, ma'am, a former Knight of the Silver Hand."
"Shouldn't it be the Scarlet Crusade?"
Halduron asked in confusion about the Undead Scout's "nonsense".
The surviving members of the former Silver Hand have now become the new Silver Hand, continuing to bring glory and spread the way of Holy Light.
They are the remnants of the former Bloody Crusade. Their remains are unknown and they may have already died on the battlefield.
The rest who left the former Silver Hand did not join other Paladin organizations.
There may be very few "old" paladins left today, but...
It is basically impossible for those former Silver Hand members who are still guarding the old organization to survive to this day.
Because in Halduron Brightwing's impression, Tirion Fordring has integrated all the former members of the Silver Hand.
"They're basically the same as the undead in Deatholme and Northrend. It seems like they can never be killed."
Ignoring Halduron's words, Lor'themar said, "Great Chief, why don't we go and find out what's going on first?"
"Because the current Silver Hand will not participate in this kind of war as long as we do not provoke them."
"How to control the plague in their current land and how to feed the people under their rule are their top priorities."
"Besides, our army is not the only one attacking Lor'danel. I think Saurfang and the others will handle it properly themselves."
Frowning, Sylvanas said, "Lor'themar, are you underestimating the power of Malfurion Stormrage?"
"No, Warchief, I believe that he does not yet understand how to use the power of Azerite."
Looking to the south, Lor'themar said: "With the early discovery and application of the results by our goblin allies, we have already seized the leading beach in the tide of the times."
"With the addition of new weapons and some other reasons, I think we will succeed."
Looking closely at Lor'themar, who is now certain that the Horde's war of justice will succeed, Sylvanas can't help but think back to his past.
Back then, Lor'themar Theron was still...
As time goes by, the ordinary Ranger General's adjutant can already see some secrets with his own eyes.
"Grand Mage Rommath, please open a door for us."
"As you command, Warchief."
……
"Friend Judian, how did you become a human?"
"Brother Claw, when you are in the underworld, you must have several identities to get things done."
Lifting up a branch, Claw asked, "But does this count as setting up camp?"
With his back against the spontaneously fluttering flag of Lordaeron, Udian glanced at the bear monsters who were busy picking up branches.
"We need to maintain our fighting strength after running all the way."
At this remark, Sharp Claw couldn't help but look down at his own big feet.
It wasn’t tiring, just climbing over a few hills.
He wasn't panting and was able to maintain a certain...normal breathing.
After carefully feeling his own abilities, Li Claw discovered that his strength had not declined at all.
"My friend, are you sure about this?"
"Of course, my friend."
After the "little hand" shook hands with the bear monster's big hand, Judian turned his head and looked at the portal that opened not far away.
Releasing his hand, he held the rice hammer... and the rice sword strode towards it.
Under the gaze of the Lordaeron flag, the silver cloak behind him fluttered upward.
His face and body show sophistication, and every move shows he is always ready to strike back.
This middle-aged, mature, blond paladin may look a bit old, but he is steady.
Why is it so stable?
With the personal guidance of a teacher, even if I cannot learn it thoroughly, I still can.
But after experiencing close instruction time and time again, he also grasped some of the "essence".
What pretense? He is already an expert, okay?!
However, compared to the her he knew.
He still sincerely hoped that he could have a thick-skinned master who would be "immobilized" after being hit by a series of counterattacks.
Pointing his sword at Sylvanas, Idian said: "Banshee, it's time to pay the price for your betrayal!"
"who are you?"
Thumbs up...Judian's entire body was filled with the extreme anger that you had actually forgotten.
"Bane, for the sake of the Grand Marshal, I, Arius Light Chaser, will have you die today!"
"hehe."
With a sneer, Sylvanas led the legendary warriors behind her and said, "That arrogant and incompetent warrior?"
"You mentioned him..."
"Shut up! You can't slander Grand Marshal Osmar Garithos so easily!"
"Haha, Light Chaser... So that Demon Hunter... So it was you who was causing all the trouble."
No, I'm Arius!
Just one word difference... Is your intuition so unreliable today? !
"Captain, let me deal with this Paladin who is pretending to be me."