There is also a fighting dagger inserted in the multifunctional belt, and three black high-explosive grenades are hung on the belt on the other side. His pale eyes are shining in the black hole of the helmet. There is also a tactical bag on the back, which is full of

A variety of extremely destructive items.

The Dark Blade badge worn on the chest reflects a dim light in the sun. To be honest, if you meet such a guy while walking at night, you will definitely hand over everything you own.

This is a standard "evil star".

"Wow, that's cool!"

When Prince Arthas saw Rurid who had finished dressing up, he couldn't help but whistled a little frivolously. He shouted to Thassarian:

"Get it ready for battle, Lieutenant, and then exit the training ground. We've found a good opponent for it!"

As soon as the prince finished speaking, on the other side of the training ground, driven by several knights, a huge and violent brown bear was driven into the training ground. The scales that appeared strangely on the body of this huge brown bear,

You can tell by the shining green light in its eyes that this thing is not a wild beast, but a special monster infected by evil energy.

"Tear it up! Little brother!"

Thassarian whistled, then patted Lurid on the shoulder and whispered:

"Ms. Jaina hates you. She has murderous intent in her eyes, so if you want to survive, you'd better attract the prince's attention... If you are still alive, maybe you will become my good brother. In short, come on."

After saying that, the lieutenant quickly left the training ground. Rurid, who was in combat mode, raised the ax gun in his hand and clasped the lower half of the gun with his left hand. After a crisp sound, a large-caliber high-explosive bullet fired

Load the gun.

Under the helmet, its eyes shined with a strange blood-red color.

"Target...confirmed!"

"Bang"

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"Hey Keeshan, mission accomplished?"

In the camp in Arathi Highlands, Danas, who was enjoying a special lunch for the undead, said hello to Keeshan, who walked into the tent, but Keeshan, the undead, who always liked liveliness, did not respond.

He walked to the tent, pulled out a bottle of blood wine, poured a sip into his mouth, and then said to his temporary commander in a depressed tone:

"The mission was completed well, but I'm in a bad mood. We lost Corporal Rurid... Among all the grassroots soldiers in Company B, he was the most likely to break through the limitations of the lower-level undead, regain his mind, and be promoted to the knight level.

This guy... I'm very optimistic about him, and I hope that in this mission, he can break through the shackles of thinking. Damn it, that fear devil who deserves to go to hell!"

"Huh? Is that the soldier you wanted from my regiment?"

Danas picked up a piece of strangely colored meat with a fork, put it into his mouth, and chewed it with a look of intoxication. After a while, the death lord wiped his mouth with a cloth:

"It's always a pity when a soldier is injured, but what I'm more concerned about is... how is the battle situation in the Hinterlands at this time?"

"Go read the report yourself! I'm very annoyed now... That damn demon cost me my best soldier! Ahhh, it's so annoying, I want to go out and kill a few demons to vent my anger... Carl,
Chapter completed!