The God of All Realms Starts with Harry Potter

"Then, let me tell you directly, I believe you have the potential to become a leader!"

Ye Ting said this categorically.

"Since you believe me, you should believe in yourself who I believe in! Don't live up to your original vow to save the people!"

"Believe...what Master Sand believes...myself?"

The girl murmured, a confident smile gradually appeared on her face.

"Understood!"

She nodded and said with a smile: "Since Lord Sander has such confidence in me, then I must have confidence in myself. I will succeed in leading everyone out of here!"

Seeing Yrel finally regained his confidence, Ye Ting finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Speaking of it, his state at this time is almost like the great wizard Merlin in "The Legend of King Arthur", taking on the important task of cultivating heroes and saviors.

With personal experience, he realized that it is not a simple matter to develop a hero-even if this cute new hero has incomparable potential and talent, he has to worry less about teaching.

Because developing a hero is not only about training her skills, but also about establishing correct values ​​for her. At the same time, on the road to becoming a hero, he also needs to handle all kinds of affairs for the new hero like the old mother, and also needs to act as a psychologist to build her confidence as before.

This is really... Ye Ting dared to say that even the hero's mother did not do as much as him.

But seeing a new hero gradually grow into a savior, the inner satisfaction is indeed full.

It feels... as if you are raising a daughter.

...Speaking of which, at this age, it is time for him to become a father...

Interrupting his own dreams, Ye Ting glanced at Yrel who had regained his confidence.

"Then now, let's keep going."

He just wanted to take a step when he was held back by the girl.

"how……"

He just wanted to ask the reason, but as soon as he turned his head, he saw a cute face with purple skin approaching.

A piece of warmth was printed on his face.

"Thank you, Lord Sander. This is... a reward."

The girl gave a shy defense, and then hurriedly took the lead to leave.

"This girl..."

After touching the wet mark, Ye Ting smiled, and immediately followed.

The two accelerated all the way, and didn't care about the sound of footsteps betraying their deeds.

In other words, after entering the tunnel leading to the prison, they were already considered as a large force of orcs far away from the arena, and the orcs remaining in the prison under the arena could not fight against them at all, and they were not worried about exposing the movement.

Now the only thing that can threaten their plan is the orc squad that is still in the arena auditorium. They are now purely seeking quickness, in order to escape here before the orcs can react.

When the two came to the door of the dungeon, the orc guards who heard their footsteps had arrived here one after another. They recognized Yrel at first sight—this powerful gladiator was naturally quite famous among these jailers.

"You are... that Yrel!"

The leading orc was surprised at first, and then furious: "You actually want to run away! How dare you do this!?"

As if he had been greatly insulted, he took the lead, and the big axe in the middle slashed down at Yrel.

"My only shame is to smash here in your group, and have been living for so long!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Yrel also rushed towards him, a warhammer in his right hand blocked the heavy blow, and the shield in his left hand slammed into his face.

Shield punch!

The round shield smashed the orc's face with great force, easily smashing his nasal bone and front teeth, making his entire face as ridiculous and terrifying as an overturned soy sauce shop.

At the same time, the captain of the jailer was thrown away.

In the long and narrow corridor, facing the flying people, the jailers had no room to dodge, so they were all knocked over to the ground by the flying captains, making a mess.

Taking this opportunity, Yrel immediately rushed forward and wielded the warhammer to kill the jailers who could not dodge one by one.

In a short while, among the orcs who fell to the ground, only the dying man who was the captain of the jailer was left alive.

At this moment, Yrel was stepping on his chest, and his vitality quickly passed under the double pressure of severe pain and suffocation.

"You...kill me...you will die too..."

In the difficult suffocation, he barely suffocated a word in a hoarse voice.

"Do you think I'm still afraid!"

Yrel snorted coldly, and pressed again on his feet.

"Crack—"

The orc captain's breastbone shattered under the footsteps of the draenei's hoof. The broken ribs were directly inserted into his lungs and heart under strong pressure, ending his last life.

For his life, Yrel didn't care at all, the girl just searched the jailers' waists and collected all the keys that could be found one by one.

Chapter 1070

In this way, Ye Ting and Yrel went all the way into the prison.

While the orc army was facing the draenei, the warchief black hand also dispatched scouts around to investigate the movements of other civilizations in Draenor.

Although the current top priority is to destroy the draenei, the ultimate goal of the tribe is to conquer these civilizations one by one. The black hand had long turned his attention to the rest of the inhabitants on this planet.

The island named Falan Lun is the last stronghold of Primordial Beasts. The forests there are dense and dense, and the geographical location far away from the four makes it one of the few areas on the planet Draenor that has not been affected by the fel magic.

Although Highmaul Fort has fallen into the hands of the orcs, there are also many other gathering places for ogres in the land of Draenor. These ogres, as well as Gron, Cyclops, and Magron are the targets of the orcs.

In addition, the biggest target of the orcs is the high-ranking arakkoa in the peaks of Arak. This wise race once dominated the entire land of Draenor. Although they have fallen, they still have mastered a lot of ancient Apexis (a kind of magic based on Apexis crystal) technology. They even set up on the towering main city-Tongtian Peak. A giant artillery can guide the power of the sun and guard his territory.

As for the spore people in the swamp, the Sabertooth Tiger people in the jungle, the Demon Pod people and other weaker races, they are regarded as future slaves and things in the bag by the orcs.

Although the war to conquer these races did not begin, at this time, there were already many people of these races in the Highmaul Prison.

Of course, there are many draenei.

They were all fighters captured by the orcs in various parts of Draenor, and because of their good fighting power, they were sent to Highmaul as gladiators. Before playing, they and Yrel were all locked here.

Apart from the beasts, the opponents Yrel encountered in the arena basically came from among them.