Azeroth, Westfall.

Riding on the back of Deathclaw Robin, Wayne slowly moved forward in the wilderness.

Compared with the scenes seen a few years ago, the western wilderness seems even more desolate. Walking along the road, from time to time you can see corpses exposed in the wild, as well as abandoned farmhouses and farmhouses.

It seems that during this period of time, the nobles of Stormwind City have not only failed to improve the environment here, but have made life even more difficult for the residents here.

However, Wayne just sighed and his mood was not affected at all.

He had seen too many families broken apart by war. Compared to most of the northern residents in the wizarding world, the humans in Azeroth obviously lived a better life overall.

Perhaps because they were born out of the game world, the humans of Azeroth are obviously superior to the Wizarding Age, which is closer to medieval real life, in terms of physical fitness, living environment, and daily necessities.

In terms of their origin, they are even weaker versions of the Titans' creations. Among the many races in Azeroth, they are almost the chosen ones.

Unfortunately, Azeroth is too dangerous, especially in the next few decades from now, it will almost always be a matter of time before a world-destroying disaster occurs. Although all major races work together to resolve the danger each time, the creatures living in this world are suffering from pain and torture, and their lives are quite miserable.

While Wayne was observing the situation around him, he was thinking about his next journey.

His most important goal this time is to find a master who can use the power of holy light to help him deal with the power of hell in his body.

The second thing is to visit the Kingdom of Dalaran, the most prosperous place for the trade of magic items among humans, and buy some excellent magic equipment to expand the strength of the Demon Hunter Cult.

Anyway, with Vivian around, he can take out the currency of this world at any time, and his appearance is not much different from the humans in the world of Azeroth. As long as he is careful, he will not arouse suspicion.

However, what gave him a headache was that the world of Azeroth was vast. If he wanted to go to the Eastern Kingdoms where Dalaran was located from the current Western Wilderness, it might take one or two months by relying on ordinary means of transportation, whether it was a shipwreck or land travel, and he might not be able to find anyone willing to go there.

He doesn't have so much time to waste here.

Apart from ordinary means of transportation, the only way Wayne could think of to quickly travel to the Eastern Kingdoms was to rely on the wizard's portal spell.

However, this powerful spell that can transport a person thousands of miles away in an instant may be quite common in the game, and even free.

But in reality, perhaps only those high-level wizards or even great wizards have the ability to do such a thing.

Such talents are quite rare, and perhaps only in Stormwind City can such masters be found.

I just wonder if I can find the kind of Holy Light master he needs in the Cathedral of Stormwind? Thinking about these things, Wayne continued to move forward in the direction of Shimmering Gold Town, occasionally chatting with Lani, who had just arrived in this new world and seemed quite curious about the things around her.

It was soon dusk, and when he was about to find a place to camp, he suddenly saw some burning flames in the direction he turned his head, and he could also hear some faint noisy shouting.

Wayne frowned and concentrated his keen senses. After more than ten seconds, he figured out what was happening there.

There were shouts, the sound of weapons clashing, and the roar of battle, and it seemed that a robbery was taking place where the fire was.

However, this was not a simple robbery. There should not be a significant gap in the strength of the two sides, and the battle between the two sides was quite fierce.

When encountering such a thing, Wayne immediately became interested. To him, no matter what kind of robbers they were, they were just minions. He hadn't been in this world for a few years. If he could save some useful people, it might provide some convenience for his next journey.

With this thought in mind, Wayne gently kicked the Deathclaw on the back, signaling Robin that it was time to move.

After sensing its master's will, the Death Claw immediately let out an excited roar, exerted force with both feet, and ran wildly towards the direction of the fire at a speed much faster than a galloping horse.

The distance was nearly several thousand meters, and in less than two minutes, the Death Claws arrived near the site of the battle.

Its size of nearly ten meters and its heavy footsteps had already attracted the attention of both sides of the battle.

When Wayne approached the battlefield and stood on top of the Deathclaw, looking down at the changing expressions of both sides on the battlefield in the light of dusk, all the people who were fighting also turned their eyes to the demon hunter who was high above.

However, this stalemate did not last long. They realized that Wayne did not join the battlefield immediately and was probably not a helper from the thieves.

A middle-aged officer wearing guard armor, a helmet, and a bearded face immediately shouted to Wayne:

"Sir, we are Captain Genset of Stormwind City's guards. We are being attacked by the Defias thieves, a group of despicable bandits. We hope you can lend a hand and help us fight off these thieves."

Wayne, who was originally considering which side to help, quickly made his choice when he heard the word Stormwind City.

Although the Defias Brotherhood still has some strength in the Western Wilds, it is basically impossible to rely on them to reach Dalaran.

After the guard captain Gengset finished shouting, the strong man who was confronting him also realized that something was wrong and immediately shouted:

"My friend, we in the Defias Brotherhood are not bandits. These ragtag guards are the lackeys of the nobles."

"Our fight has nothing to do with you, please don't interfere."

However, even though the bandit leader shouted loudly and in a stern voice, Wayne, who had already made his choice, ignored him.

Wayne just patted Robin's head lightly, and the Death Claw, receiving the order from its master, immediately snorted out a large amount of sulfur-scented breath.

Then he raised his head slightly and opened his huge mouth towards the bottom of the crowd, where the Defias thieves were the most numerous.

A large ball of orange-red, high-temperature flames with thick smoke spewed out from the Death Claw's mouth.

The power of this high-temperature fireball is comparable to that of an advanced fire spell. Not only is it extremely fast, it also has a splash effect.

It flew into the crowd in an instant, and then exploded under the horrified gazes of the Defias thieves, instantly burning seven or eight thieves around it to death.

The morale of the Stormwind guards immediately increased, and they rushed towards the members of the Defias Brotherhood with roars.

Wayne also jumped off the Deathclaw's back and landed on a huge rock nearby. While admiring his pet slaughtering the Defias thieves, he took out his bow and arrow and shot the other bandits who tried to escape.

Because of the strong joining of Wayne and Deathclaw, the balance between the two sides on the battlefield was instantly broken. The Defias Brotherhood fell into an absolute disadvantage and could even be said to have become a lamb to be slaughtered.

Some of the timid Defias members immediately turned around and ran away, while some, probably diehards, still held their weapons, with ferocious expressions, trying to block the guards' pursuit.

However, these resistances were ultimately futile. In front of the giant beast Deathclaw, even a heavily armored knight wearing plate armor was just a tin can that would deflate with a single squeeze. No one could stop the attack of this monster.

After casually shooting and killing seven or eight Defias bandits with a bow and arrow, Wayne suddenly felt quite bored.

He did not continue to attack, but quietly watched the killing on the battlefield, watched the number of people in the Defias Brotherhood decrease, and also observed the fighting style of the warriors of Azeroth.

According to his observation, ordinary soldiers and Defias bandits did not have particularly outstanding combat capabilities, but were generally superior to the soldiers from the wizarding world because of their stronger physical fitness.

However, among the dozens of people fighting, the guard captain Genset and the bandit leader of the Defias Brotherhood showed combat effectiveness far higher than that of ordinary soldiers. They were also able to use a fighting method that instantly enhanced their explosive power, which was quite conspicuous.

Although he didn't know whether this was a manifestation of anger in the game, he still took note of it and prepared to investigate it later.

After all, compared with several other origin energies of the main world, the energy of anger seems to be the most special.

…………

The battle ended quickly because of Wayne's joining.

This group of Defias Brotherhood suffered heavy casualties, including the leading bandit leader. All members either died on the spot or were captured.

After the battle, the guard captain named Genset immediately came to Wayne and expressed his gratitude to him.

"Thank you, sir."

"You helped the kingdom's guards, which is something worthy of praise. I will report it to the military, and you will definitely get the reward you deserve."

Wayne nodded politely, exchanged a few words with the captain of the guard, and took the initiative to tell him about his background.

"So you are an adventurer! How rare! I have never seen an adventurer like you who can tame such a huge dragon beast as a pet."

"Are you a hunter?"

Wayne was stunned when he heard Genset's question. Indeed, he used a bow and arrow to attack, and was accompanied by an obedient beast companion, which was indeed very similar to the hunter in the game.

This is actually a good excuse, which can be used as a disguise.

(End of this chapter)