Chapter 005: Tomb Robbers

There are also scattered bones lying around everywhere

Blake curled his lips in disdain, secretly looking down on this group of unscrupulous orc invaders. He stood up, beckoned to the Bender who was gnawing on the jerky, and said

The hunting stick, being such a heavy object, requires two hands to hold it.

Wait a moment

Four strong and furious orcs quickly scattered the mermen lured by Blake within a few minutes

Blake Shaw exited the camp and, hiding in the shadows, stealthily made his way back to the edge where the hills met the marshes, fixating his gaze on the weakest of the four orcs.

Although it is meaningless, it at least allows him to find some peace of mind

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However, just by looking at its appearance, one can tell that it is not a good thing

He stood up and bowed to the simple tombstone. The little fishman behind him looked at him curiously and imitated his gesture, bowing forward as well

This failed assassination also made Blake understand a principle

A dangerous gash was opened on his chest by the battle axe; had it not been for the curse of undeath preventing the blood from flowing out in large quantities, the orc's retaliatory strike just now would likely have inflicted another serious injury on him

Hmm?

It is also bullying the latter for lacking intelligence

The Bloodring Clan excels in guerrilla hunting, therefore, this should be poison

Blake suddenly thought of something

It is also understandable upon reflection

He opened his eyes and swiftly packed the cursed artifacts back into the magical suitcase, then followed his senses to locate the two magical items

The collapse of the warrior class is now estimated to be inevitable

He raised his head and cast a glance towards the Iron Whiskers' grave, which had been burned by the beastmen, and a knowing smile suddenly appeared on his gaunt face

In that instant, Blake swiftly grabbed the little fishman, rolled backward in a somersault, and lay there, while a mass of green slime shot out like a cannonball, grazing his head as it flew away

The sharp fishman dagger accurately and fiercely pierced the orc's temple, and with a twist of Blake's wrist, it stirred his brain into a chaotic mess like a red-hot nail

This indicates that in the real world of Azeroth, good equipment and weapons are not as abundant as they are in the game

Dealing with the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled is quite convenient with assassination, but when it comes to these robust and vigorous Blood Ring Orcs, one must be cautious; if not careful, they may be detected when approaching.

Whether it is the exquisite stone carvings or the scattered coffins around, they have all been corroded beyond recognition in the explosion of the large slime monster. The bones within the slime monster, the corroded weapons, and the repulsive corpses are all strewn across the ground

Descending the stairs to the first level, what comes into view is a scene of a coffin that has been dragged out by orcs and smashed to pieces on the ground

However, he did not leave immediately; instead, he took some time to gather the scattered bones and fashioned a simple tombstone from a broken coffin.

Hmm

He sighed, carrying a sense of nonchalant sadness, and tossed the jerky in his hand to the nearby murloc, Bendorba, who was trying to grab the orc war axe.

Thanks to the poison smeared on the dagger, he was able to eliminate the strongest Bloodring Orc in the frontal combat after his ambush failed

First, it is best for assassins not to confront warriors or hunters head-on

He just grabbed my neck, and he could probably crush my spine.

It resembles the sound of a certain liquid being shaken, accompanied by a strange howl

However, Blake's mood did not improve; he spent two days killing many fishmen, only to find a dagger and a short sword.

Express my respect, and may those souls who have already departed look favorably upon me for having slain the orc invaders that disturbed their peace

With this thought in mind, Blake silently prepared to pounce, concealed beneath the cover of branches and leaves

It should still emanate a foul odor

Grant this poor traveler a little something good

Awesome

As the warrior class continues to decline, there is little chance of winning in a direct confrontation with them; however, it is not difficult to succeed through ambush and assassination

The bloodstains on the corpse had stained the lower half of the slime creature a dark purple, with chunks of flesh mingled within.

The most remarkable thing is that these enraged individuals, under the manipulation of murderous intent, scattered to pursue the fleeing mermen. It is estimated that within a few minutes, they will conclude the battle

The little fishman croaked twice, following behind Blake with his unique swaying gait, maneuvering around the charred black rocks that were being burned, and entered the tomb before him

Little one, follow me, we are going to the Tomb of Ironbeard to pay our respects to the ancestors of the dwarves

No wonder these beasts set up a camp here after burning and destroying this tomb; after all this time, these Blood Ring Orcs are here to "dig up the grave".

After searching through the corpses of six orcs, Blake found several vials of Blood Ring poison, but he was completely empty-handed otherwise

The main force of the Bloodring Orcs should have been summoned to the Arathi battlefield to engage in combat with the human highland knights of Stromgarde, while those left behind are merely scattered mercenaries and stragglers

Several swords and hunting sticks are embedded in the body, along with a peculiar head that contains a dwarf skeleton, which has already weathered into a blackened state

Blake blinked and quickly dabbed the poison with a rag, evenly applying it to his dagger and short sword. He glanced outside the camp.

It is evident that they were unilaterally slaughtered by the orcs, while Black was crouching there, swiftly scavenging the injured orc whose eyes were being pierced by a short sword.

Loss of smell in the undead form

Alas, it seems that luck has run out

Doing good deeds indeed brings rewards, regardless of the world.

Blake shook his head, feeling somewhat disappointed; it seemed that the orcs had already scoured this place thoroughly, and it was likely that nothing of value remained.

In a battle against such a foe, no matter how sharp the dagger or short sword may be, it is of little use. However, Blake possesses another item; he clutches the little fishman and rolls to the left once more, evading the slime monster's spray of goo.

One hour later

This is indeed an excellent opportunity

He lay there, looking disheveled and covered in dirt, and the little fishman in his arms was startled as well, letting out a quacking sound

Blake ran while holding the little fishman and the book, and at the moment he burst into the first layer of the tomb, a muffled sound like a bomb explosion erupted behind him, followed by the hissing sound of toxic liquid corroding the stones.

The burial mounds of the dwarves are, in fact, not much different from those of humans

The latter exclaimed in surprise, grabbing the jerky and biting into it.

Looking at the size of this gelatinous creature before me, it is estimated that it has swallowed at least four or five orcs

Well, look what I have found? A magical satchel, the very thing I need most right now! Thank you for your gift, ancestors of the dwarves

Is there a better target in this wetland than these scattered Bloodring Orcs?

Don't even mention how disgusting it is

The orc just now was so old, yet his strength was still at least twice mine, and this was still the elite template of Prince Drake, who was not even at an advantage in a direct confrontation

Blake closed his eyes, sensing for a moment, his heart racing. Amidst the litter strewn about, he at least felt two objects radiating magical energy.

This behavior is meaningless, but Blake has lived in another world for over twenty years, and he has developed the habit of paying annual homage to his ancestors.

This place is already doomed

Blake's eyes rolled as an idea surfaced in his mind

Secondly, poison is truly a good thing

However, the dwarves are skilled at digging and carving stone, so their ancestral tombs are generally larger and more luxurious than those of humans. Blake entered the tomb, leaning on the torch left by the orc.

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After a two-hour break, Blake gathered the six corpses of the orcs together, scavenging as he tossed a piece of what appeared to be edible fish jerky into his mouth

He quickly found a bottle in the orc's leather pouch at his feet, uncorked it, and saw that it contained a black liquid

The body of that thing is made of translucent gel, which is green in color, filled with a jumble of skeletal remains, and contains a half-digested orc corpse.

The searing power flowed into his body through the dagger, and this time the "experience" was slightly more profound than when he had killed the orcs before, causing Blake to feel a sense of enlightenment.

If www.hetushu.com does not want to continue falling into weakness, then it is imperative to quickly elevate the rogue class that is not affected by the shadow curse before breaking through the dangerous Saldor Bridge

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The life-bound oath-taker captured by the evil artifact, the powerful red dragon queen Alexstrasza, should also be imprisoned in that abandoned mountain hammer dwarf city from hundreds of years ago

Still thinking

The stealth concealment effect brought about by his primary shadow affinity is not all-powerful; the Bloodring Orcs are inherently skilled hunters, and their perception is stronger than that of ordinary Orcs

Then, Blake heard a sound like boiling water, gurgling, as if a purple-black flame had ignited within the massive, translucent gelatinous body of the enormous slime monster

These orcs have almost no rivals in the wetlands, no wonder their forces are so dispersed; in such a large camp, there are only so few people.

In other words, seize the time and level up by defeating monsters

buzz

Then, carrying the satisfaction of a murderous intent in his heart, he returned to the camp to rest

Assassination successful, one strike to kill, and is there an additional reward

After exhausting all efforts and killing six Bloodring Orcs, the result was still nothing gained

The rib man opened his mouth, dry and emaciated like a wraith, and on his face, which was scorched by flames, he revealed a smile that could frighten small children

Highly toxic

But one thing is certain: they absolutely lack intelligence and will instinctively devour everything they encounter, whether it is wood, steel, or flesh.

He and the little fishman waited in a tomb for a full ten minutes before relighting the torch and descending to the lower level

Such a thing is naturally a "specialty" of the magical world of Azeroth, and even the most learned mages cannot clearly tell you what type of creature a slime belongs to

As the blood-ringed orc, carrying a hunting staff, approached with a satisfied expression while dragging the corpse of a merman, the emaciated skeleton assassin suddenly leaped down from the tree.

When the dwarves bury the deceased, it seems that there is a custom of including burial goods

This fully illustrates two principles

These fellows

Damn it

Blake dragged his trembling wrist and pulled the short sword out from the last blood ring orc's eye

If it were not for the ambush

The anguished cries of the fishmen came from outside the camp

These green-skinned orcs possess tremendous strength

In that moment, Blake finally understood why the Bloodring Orcs had set fire to the Ironbeard's tomb; it was likely that the depths of this grave had been sealed for too long, resulting in the emergence of a Slime Monster

They secured the retreat of the Blood Ring Orcs at the Saldor Bridge, and they also had the Dragonmaw Orcs stationed in Grim Batol at the center of the wetlands as reinforcements

He cannot tolerate the act of desecrating the souls of the deceased

The soft mud monster made a "mouth-opening" gesture, resembling the most obedient dog, and directly swallowed the purple-black cursed artifact into its belly

I will make good use of the things you have bestowed upon me

The thrust of the short sword in the left hand was a feint, first drawing the startled orc, who had been ambushed, to block with his hunting staff, and then the dagger in the right hand suddenly lunged forward.

Whether or not they are living organisms remains to be investigated

It is almost a replica of the ambush on the old orc, but this time Black has learned his lesson

As it struck the stone wall behind, white smoke immediately began to rise from the rock

Although there is no magical concept of "level" in reality, "experience" merely indicates that orcs are more dangerous than mermen

After all, this design is for playability and game mechanics. In this world, how many skilled blacksmiths are there who can forge exquisite weapons in abundance? Even the most adept dwarven smiths cannot achieve this

Oh, this is ... ...

Casually grabbing the black magical suitcase from behind his waist, he took the key from his wrist, inserted it into the suitcase, and with a flick of his wrist, the purple-black cursed artifact was hurled towards the disgusting slime monster

Blake tilted his head up and saw a mass resembling slime, swaying with its sticky, semi-transparent, gelatinous body, wobbling as it crawled towards him.

Then he walked into a deeper and wider tomb, and as soon as he entered, he heard a strange snoring sound

It is indeed in a good mood

I just killed two orcs, and the experience gained is greater than that from killing thirty mermen. Clearly, the orcs' "level" is much higher than that of the mermen