MTL - The New Order of Azeroth-Chapter 53 language is a big problem

Sure enough, just after running half the distance, I heard a horrifying scream from the depths of the cave, and a wave of fear began to spread throughout the Wailing Cavern.

The big murloc has no language ability, it constantly casts the nightmare in its body, the velociraptors, wind snakes and some sea turtles passing by along the way are all fighting each other like crazy, and their bursts have seriously affected Vanessa's speed.

Inherited from Da Fan's cruel back hook, slashing left and right, the other hand tightly held the still unconscious Druid, and she exerted her speed to the extreme. An eagle claw grabbed the unconscious druid, flew over the heads of a group of crazy velociraptors, and forcibly broke through.

"Purification... here needs to be purified..." Burned by her flames, the unconscious Elf Druid slowly woke up.

He didn't see clearly what was holding him, he only knew it was like a ball of fire.

Vanessa's eyeballs rolled twice, and she rarely made a sound, pretending to be an inanimate object.

She was a little guilty, her own energy control level was really poor. Although the flame temporarily awakened the druid, she also burned more than half of the elf's flowing silver hair and beard bald. Now it looks weird with this Mediterranean hairstyle...

The other party soon fainted again, there was no way, she flew really badly, the speed was fast and slow, shaking up and down, left and right, normal people couldn't bear it, let alone a weak druid.

Like a drunken shooting star, Vanessa staggered out of the herd and took human form again.

I touched the sweat on my forehead, I still need to continue to practice hard!

Dragging the unconscious druid to a passageway leading to the surface of the Wailing Cavern, he raised his eyes and saw a tauren wearing a robe looking ghostly inside.

"Comeon! Comeon! Follow up!" Throw the druid who is in the way to the tauren. If the other party wakes up and asks what happened to his hair, let the tauren take responsibility!

She mixed English and Common Tongue, spoke words that the other party didn't understand at all, strode forward with two long legs, and rushed out in a blink of an eye.

The simple and honest tauren looked at the unconscious mentor, and at the intense scene in the depths of the cave, which seemed to be about to explode, and quickly followed Vanessa's footsteps.

The topography of the Wailing Cave is complicated because of the long-term evolution of the land. The environment here is very closed, and there is only a crack in the outward passage, which was opened up by the Druid with his followers. It is not difficult to get out.

The cave was as hot as a frying pan, and the big murlocs kept casting nightmares on various creatures, causing them to swarm out and **** the druid back.

Vanessa doesn't care about that, she runs away like a heroine who escaped the clutches of aliens.

She ran out and didn't say anything, but turned into an eagle and hid in the treetops to watch the entrance of the cave. No matter how badly she flew, she was faster than running.

She waited for five full minutes before the burly tauren druid ran out with his elf mentor on his back in a daze.

She turned into a human again, waved to the old cow, and signaled us to continue running.

"Moo..." The tauren has rich expressions and charming body language. He even made gestures, but Vanessa didn't understand a word.

No way, the language barrier, Dafan's bodyguard, Mr. Chong Quan, is a tauren, but he is a tauren slave **** by goblins. He left the group when he was very young, and he doesn't know the tauren language at all.

"You mean?..." She frowned.

The tauren put the unconscious mentor on the ground, stopped, and drew a very simple symbol on the ground.

"No, absolutely not, the enemy will catch up in a while! Run!" She shook her head again and again, how could she stop now? You are joking!

In reality, there is no setting that dungeon monsters can’t be released. Those messy monsters rush out all at once, who can stand up to hundreds of them?

And where are they now? Barrens! Hearing the name, one can tell that it is a place where chickens don't shit, birds don't lay eggs, and the degree of poverty is no less than that of the western wilderness. It grows nothing and grows nothing.

Because of the hot springs inside the Wailing Cave, there was still some vegetation on the top of the land. After they ran for three miles, all they could see was barren, not to mention trees, not even a blade of grass.

It is not realistic to wake up this comatose druid now, Vanessa hastily stopped the tauren, don't you look at the pursuers behind? This way of fighting while treating people is the most stupid! Can't we find a safe place?

Running, she had to stop because they were surrounded on the wilderness...

A patrol team composed of three orcs and two trolls was watching them from a distance in a semi-surrounding posture.

The orcs held battle axes, followed by their wargs. These three orcs could not tell their age, but they all had bulging muscles, like a group of bodybuilding champions. In terms of physical fitness, they were indeed much stronger than humans.

The troll is the consistent inherent impression, tall and thin ~www.novelbuddy.com~ with long fangs, and the blue light on the spear, which is obviously poisoned.

The leader of the orcs yelled at her, but unfortunately she didn't understand a word.

Do you want to shout two loktar? How do you say strength and glory in the Common Language?

"Ah?...We are passing by! This...Old cow, come here quickly, and explain to your friends in the tribe, we are passing by!" Vanessa explained for a long time, and found that the other party obviously He didn't understand her sign language, and quickly pulled over the tauren druid who had been running wildly behind him.

You are all tribes, so you should speak the same language, right?

Facts have proved how backward the tribe’s popularization of Mandarin is. It is false that tauren and orcs are like a family. Everyone is just an alliance, not a mixed life. The tauren has its own territory and cultural traditions. The tauren druid next to him would not speak the words of the orcs.

No one understands what Vanessa said, no one understands what the tauren druid said, and no one understands what the orcs said except themselves.

The three-party chicken and the duck talked for a long time, and found that no one could understand what the other said.

Vanessa's thin and helpless image is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The orcs don't think she is much of a threat, but when they find the night elf druid being carried by the tauren, they immediately become vigilant.

When it came to their mentor, the tauren argued hard, and the final result was that they were taken together to a nearby orc camp called Crossroads.

Vanessa had a chance to escape, but she still needed the Druid to wake up and guide her, so she could only follow and handed in her weapon.

There were still no orcs who could speak human language and tauren language in the camp, so they could only set off to the north again under the strict guard of the orc patrol, heading for Orgrimmar, the capital of the tribe.