How strong the guy who stepped into the hero realm in Azeroth was always a big question mark for Duke. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In terms of physical strength, agility, and vitality, Lothar is not beyond the realm of a human being. However, with the support of the warrior's strange [rage] power, Lothar performed a series of unbelievable actions.

The normal charge and the warrior's [charge] are completely different concepts, although the warrior's [charge] can often only be used once in a battle, but this time the powerful impact is also precious.

Lothar's [Charge], Duke is really the first time I've seen it.

It should be said that before dealing with the evil hoof, Lothar didn't really do it at all.

There was a high-speed grinding sound under Lothar's military boots, and in the next moment, the whole person suddenly turned into a streamer, crossing the distance of more than 10 meters between him and Prince Makzar. According to the normal human charge, Lothar would only rush to the feet of the prince, but Lothar's [charge] rushed into the air unreasonably.

"You ......" Prince Makzar's next words came to an abrupt halt as he saw a shield that was not too big, but large enough to cover his entire ugly face, growing in size at high speed in his line of sight.

"Bang!" When the head covered the brain with a [shield slam], directly knocked the prince to pieces, and the strong impact hit the bridge of the prince's nose, the irrepressible sourness and pain made the prince want to burst into tears.

This is not the end.

The tentacles of Prince Makzar's chin, which resembled little Tintin, that were almost cut off by Garona just now, were really cut off this time!

Garona's pot was picked up by Lothar's deliberate strength!

The hatred that had just been created by Garona was perfectly inherited by Lothar.

Duke had heard the unreliable legend that the men of the Eredar clan regarded the three tentacles of their jaws as precious as their younger brothers. Whether this legend is reliable or made up by some unscrupulous author is unknown, anyway, when the tentacles were cut off by Lothar directly with the king's sword.

Prince Makzar is furious!

Really angry.

"Die, human!" Unstruck down by Lothar's charge and shield slams, the prince showed the strength of the demon clan's physical fitness, and the force of his waist and abdomen, which had been leaning back from the heavy blow, suddenly rebounded like a spring, and a fist larger than a calf fell with a bang.

Fast!

This is the problem that human beings often encounter when fighting with giants - the huge gap in size makes it impossible for human beings to withstand this inhuman force after being accidentally hit by a fierce blow, and they will be crushed under this terrifying power gap that cannot be made up by training, and they will be killed in an instant.

Time seems to have stood still at this very moment.

There was a look of surprise on the face of this high-level demon that could not be concealed: "How is it possible!?"

In the eyes of Prince Makzar, Lothar, who was covered in heavy armor that was meaningless to the demon clan except for adding weight, and whose body had nowhere to focus in mid-air, should be a piece of beautiful meat on a cutting board, and he should be left to slaughter.

But Lothar flew.

It's not an adjective, but a real kick, and it once again pulled out of thin air more than two meters, from facing the prince's ugly big face, to flying to the prince's head, and another sword.

It was only then that the prince saw from where Lothar had just landed, where there were two mage hands. It was this pair of illusory palms constructed with arcane energy that perfectly became Lothar's fulcrum when Lothar had no way to borrow power, supporting Lothar to make juggling movements that others could not imagine.

"Ahhh

A pair of golden wings of light that seemed to be burning stretched out from the armor behind Lothar, breaking through the chaotic void on the roof of Karazhan and giving the worlds of Karazin and Azeroth an extra passage between the astral plane.

The passage glows golden.

On the sword, a golden storm full of divine aura blew, and the wind caused Lothar's dashing long hair to flutter, making the future lion of Azeroth even more charming.

At some point, Garona, who was supposed to cooperate with the attack, also stopped.

Standing on top of the head of this huge demon, which was about six meters tall, Lothar's expression was very calm, and there was a taste of wandering in the world, as if he was feeling something, tasting something, or listening to a melodious chime striking from a tall building in the distance.

It wasn't like, at this moment, even Duke heard the sound of metal clashing from above.

Suddenly, Duke found himself in a strange period of history.

Since coming into this world......

There are thousands of voices singing the praises of his legend at all times.

Every minute and every second there are hundreds of wills, in the oath to inherit his ideals.

As if in response to Lothar's golden wings of light, in the golden mist floating on the battlefield, Duke saw an ethereal figure.

It was a knight, and his face was a blur to others. But anyone could feel the two eyes he had at Lothar.

No, he didn't just look at Lothar, he looked at the whole of humanity.

Right!

The only crown he wears on his head proves his identity - the only emperor in Azeroth's history to be recognized by the Seven Human Kingdoms.

His gaze fell on the sword that was stabbing into the demon's head in Lothar's hands, and he smiled, a smile of approval.

"Those who fight for humanity will be blessed by me!"

After a whisper that seemed to be whispered, the figure of Soladin the Great vanished.

In the next moment, the sword in Lothar's hand shone brightly.

Prince Makzar's huge blue-blue body, starting from the door of his head, seemed to turn into gravel in the wind, and disappeared in the golden light.

Duke was dumbfounded, he never felt that Prince Makzar had any problem with him, Lothar, and Garona. It's just that Lothar's big move is a second, this Prince Makzar who served as the final boss in the later Karazan?

That's a bit of an exaggeration, isn't it?

The prince's figure vanished, and Lothar fell in a gorgeous, eagle-like fall, metal boots clashing against the bluestone ground with a clear sonorous sound.

There was no joy of victory on Lothar's face, but a solemnity like a great enemy. Not only him, but Duke and Garona had the same expression on their faces.

"Come out, old friend, I already feel your breath. ”

"Hehehe!" With a light laugh, the surrounding scene changed, and for some reason, everyone had already arrived in Medivan's workshop inside Karazhan.

In the middle of the three, the superboss Medivan, who directed the entire Dark Gate event, appeared! )