He staggered his steps and avoided the sweep of the battle axe. He waved the scepter in his hand, causing a roaring sound of wind, and hit the orc warrior's waist hard. The armor-piercing blade of the scepter tore apart the simple armor.

Armor, blood splattered in the air.

The moment he smelled the fishy smell of blood, Tyrion's breathing suddenly became more rapid, and the hunger and thirst rising from his soul was like a shadow, creeping into his heart bit by bit.

"What the hell! What is this!"

Tyrion couldn't help but take a few steps back. He gritted his teeth to resist the unprecedented thirst for blood that kept coming from his heart. This opportunity was seized by the injured orc warrior, and he suddenly stepped forward.

After rushing a few steps, the anger accumulated in pain burst out at this moment. He jumped up from the ground with a roar, held the battle ax in both hands, and chopped off Tyrion's head.

"Shadow Arrow! No, as the Death Knight calls it... Death Coil!"

"boom"

In the gap between the battle ax falling, a ball of death energy like a small storm entangled in Tyrion's hand. The moment the steel scepter resisted the battle ax's blow, it almost smashed out against the chest of the orc warrior.

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This ball of death energy filled with the magic structure of Shadow Arrow is the same as the "Howling Wind Impact" just now. It is full of corrosive and cold energy, but it also has the unique impact of Shadow Arrow, like a heavy hammer, smashing

On the orc's chest, his whole body was thrown out like a stone being thrown away.

Blood spilled in the Colosseum, leaving a shocking trace on the ground.

This orc warrior still wanted to get up and fight again, but the death energy rushing inside his body almost froze and corroded his internal organs. The death energy with completely opposite properties was like a real poison to life.

The moment he stood up with difficulty, a mouthful of blood covered in ice spurted out from his mouth. The armor on his chest was corroded and a big hole was opened, and even his flesh and blood became blurred in the cold temperature.

This terrible injury took away all his fighting spirit, and there was strong unwillingness in his eyes, but in the end he could only collapse softly on the ground.

Tyrion's final blow squandered the last third of the death energy in his body. This complete emptiness caused the strange hunger and thirst inside to explode in an instant, as if he was trapped in the pursuit of something.

Trembling, he put the blood-stained scepter to his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and licked the frozen blood on the weapon.

The moment he tasted the smell of blood, the pungent smell of demon blood in the orc's blood exploded, allowing Tyrion's reason to return at the moment before he lost control, and forcibly suppressed the abnormal hunger and thirst.

Go down.

"Pooh"

He spat out the blood in his mouth.

"It smells really disgusting...but why do I crave blood so much?"

"alright!"

Gul'dan also realized Tyrion's irritable and restless spirit at this time. He stood up and opened his arms:

"My war weapon, go back! Your performance is over..."

The process of fighting against the hunger and thirst of the soul was not pleasant. Tyrion closed his eyes to prevent himself from looking at the pungent blood all over the body of the orc warrior lying in the corner. His body was stiff, and under the strange eyes of the chiefs

, step by step into the passage of the Colosseum.

The moment he was enveloped in darkness, Tyrion's body trembled violently. At the moment when he was almost out of control, his arm was grabbed by another "companion".

Tarongor looked at Tyrion who was in abnormal condition in the dark. After watching the entire battle, he became more and more curious about his companion. He helped Tyrion towards the hall belonging to the death knight. He used that kind of

A strange human accent asked in a deep voice in Common Language:

"what do you need?"

Tyrion gritted his teeth and forced himself to suppress the restless hunger and thirst in his heart. He said word by word:

"Blood! I want blood! Not that...contaminated blood!"

This request made Tarongor stunned for a moment, but then, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
Chapter completed!