Chapter 708: Heaven Is on the Left, and the Warriors Turn to the Right
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
[TL Note: A popular saying in the Chinese WOW community. It emphasizes that warriors sacrifices themselves for the greater good.]
“Battle!”
“For the Horde!”
Bedlam broke out in Southsh.o.r.e.
Countless corpses and endless blood of the Alliance players and the Horde players formed a wave of red and black shadows in this small border town under the light of the setting sun.
“Wayaaa… Don’t chase me! Look at the dying paladin! Why don’t you chase him?!” In the Yuanyang City Shop, a big white deer sitting in its computer chair cried desperately while controlling its little druid character to flee wildly on the screen.
“For the Alliance Hahaha! This Horde player was killed by the guard! Hahahaha! I’ll die from laughing!” it suddenly laughed heartily.
“Little Bell!” A clear voice came from behind. “My leave for experience is granted! Do you want to go to the new shop with me and have fun?”
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Bright glints flashed in the pair of black-crystal-like deer eyes. “I want to see the cute elves! I wonder if the orcs are as dull as the taurens?”
It immediately put down the virtual reality headset.
On the battlefield, the Alliance and the Horde players were still fighting fiercely.
“Hahaha… I feel like I will soon be promoted! My prestige rank will level up!”
“Me too!”
“Frostbolt!”
“Presence of Mind!”
“Bladestorm!”
On the screens, humans, dwarves, orcs, and elves fought fiercely with each other in a state of great chaos.
At this moment, Mr. Fang was leveling up with some of the members of his Heaven-Defying Online Games Guild. Of course, despite its overbearing name, this guild had a peace-loving principle and mainly engaged in leisure activities, and the idle members chatted each day in the guild in a friendly and harmonious atmosphere.
[Boss!]
Mr. Fang was surprised to see this message from Jiang Xiaoyue.
[You promised to take me to see the elves!?]
[Oh… Did I?] Mr. Fang was having a practice battle in Orgrimmar and had just obliterated an orc warrior. He thought for a second and replied, [Oh, I seemed to have said something like that…]
[What do you mean by seem like it!?] Jiang Xiaoyue was so angry that she wanted to bite him. [Did you forget?!]
Mr. Fang’s face stiffened since he had put all his time in the game in the past few days and indeed forgotten it.
[Ah… This… absolutely not!] Mr. Fang looked as sincere as he could. [I’ve been busy with work lately and didn’t have time! That’s all!]
[Then, when do you have time?! Humph!]
[I have time now!]
[Okay! I’ll forgive you this time! Today, I want to go and see elves with Little Bell!]
[No problem!] After all, Mr. Fang had the duty to promote harmony among the players from different shops. [Are you in the shop? I’ll come over now.]
…
Mr. Fang went upstairs. On the way to the staff dorms, there was a giant hollow golden gate that was engraved with myterious patterns.
He knocked on the gate.
“Ugh? No response?”
Meanwhile, in the Half City Shop.
A black cloud hovered before a computer close to the counter. In the Horde battle command channel in Half City Shop, a player with the ID ‘Almighty Demon G.o.d’ was standing before the microphone stand. “Clear them all! Clear all the Alliance players in this area! Follow me! Do you see them over there? Are the Alliance people still standing there like morons? Wipe them out! Wipe them out for me!”
Its voice was pa.s.sionate while messages popped up in QQ like crazy.
It switched out of the game and replied, [Who is it? Don’t bother me! I’m commanding the battle!]
Seeing this, Mr. Fang directly kicked the gate.
At this moment, the orcs heard a soul-wrenching howl in the Horde’s battle command channel.
“Wipe them out for me! Wipe… Ao! Aoooo!”
Almighty Demon G.o.d suddenly said, “I… I have some urgent business…!”
“Ao! Ahh!”
It got offline immediately as if its b.u.t.t was on fire.
Black Demon said, “F*ck! How can we go on without the commander!”
“Let’s stop it here! Stop!”
“Let’s go! Let’s get out of here!”
“Why don’t you command it? Old Black?” some cultivators asked.
“Can’t do it. I’ve got to get offline in less than one hour.”
…
“What’s happening?” At this moment in the new Canglan City Shop, an orc with a lion head looked around in puzzlement.
After the guild members left, the number of Horde players dropped sharply, leaving only a large group of independent players who moved like headless flies now that they didn’t have many people to follow.
Meanwhile, about 2,000 Alliance players swarmed toward them like the black waves of an ocean.
“How come they are all gone?! Where are they?!” The orcs who had just resurrected watched as large groups of Alliance players swarmed up while the Horde players scrambled to flee.
“Go! Let’s kill some more!”
Charge!
Bladestorm!
In less than ten seconds, they all fell to the ground.
Like black waves, the Alliance players swarmed into Tarren Mill in the north.
A few new players who were about level 20 had just arrived and only got a glimpse of this Horde camp when the waves almost instantly engulfed them.
Seeing the cruelly trampled Tarren Mill, the orcs’ eyes turned red.
Coming back after resurrection, the Horde players saw more than 1,000 Alliance players swarming over like groups of locusts.
They also saw the corpses of the new Horde players on the ground.
A few orcs directly raised their long sabers and axes before charging over.
“For the… Horde!”
Then, they were engulfed instantly.
At this time, in World of Warcraft, each death came with high equipment repair costs. However, these orcs spared no thoughts to it and came back again.
Soon, several orcs appeared on the horizon, and they fell again.
For some people, this was only a virtual world, and they didn’t take things happening in here seriously after seeing many ups and downs.
But for some other people, the world meant much more to them.
It could be said that they were naïve and reckless, but they had put their feelings into this world and formed a sense of honor for this place.
Again, the Horde players charged into the Horde camp which had become empty after the slaughter.
“How come these people aren’t escaping?”
“Are they stupid?”
“F*ck! I killed this orc instantly with one saber strike!”
“Their equipment should all be damaged…”
“I guess they can’t afford to repair the equipment. Maybe they won’t return?” Some Alliance players murmured to themselves.
The orcs fell again and again. Each time they fell, they got up again and charged. It felt as if they knew that this was meaningless like a mantis trying to stop a car, they wanted to contribute their efforts.
“Our Horde can’t defeat them!” an orc lamented and howled.
“Again… charge again!”
Upon entering the cla.s.s, these orc warriors took the oath.
Heaven is on the left, and the warriors turn to the right. These orc warriors felt as if they were empowered by a fearless strength.
They charged! And they fell again.
In World of Warcraft, the detestable enemies sometimes had admirable qualities as well, regardless if they were naivety or recklessness.
One Alliance warrior bowed to the orcs since he understood their feelings as a warrior.
The warriors had no regard for their lives while they charged into the battle.
“Let’s go.” Many Alliance players started to cast their hearthstones.