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After a great battle with the demons, Windsol felt that he had been reborn. Especially in terms of experience with large enemies, he and those elite soldiers who returned from Karazhan have extraordinary strength that surpasses ordinary elites.

He thought he could do it.

Although he was amazed at the bravery of this red-skinned orc, which was so different from the other orcs, he slammed it with his shield, and the [King's Protector] emitted a blinding cold light on his right hand.

He underestimated Orgrim.

It is impossible for Windsor to know that he is facing the future Great Chief of the Horde, and during this time period, the number one warrior of the Horde, and even in 'history', it was Orgrim who personally killed Anduin Lothar, the Lion of Azeroth, in the final battle.

If he had known that this was not an opponent he could handle, he might have adopted a completely different tactic.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in life.

In his opinion, anyone who uses heavy weapons must be a stupid guy who is slow and flawed. So he bullied himself at high speed.

Windsor was wrong, wrong, and after Orgrim slammed the Praetorian Guard to death, the muscles in his arms bulged out, and the red veins of his exposed skin snaked like whiskers. It was a force beyond mortals' imagination, and Orgrim's [Hammer of Doom] seemed to bounce on its own, sweeping towards Windthor like a storm.

"Boom-" With a bang, Wendthor held the shield, although the hammer also hit the shield, but the terrifying power of the giant level in tons was not something that mortals could resist. Wendsol's left arm was twisted and deformed in an instant, with multiple fractures.

The force of the force even hurt his lungs, and he was knocked into the air, and before he could fall from mid-air, he was already spurting blood from his mouth and nose, and fell into a near-death situation.

Behind Orgrim, the murderous orcs slashed all the human warriors standing in the hall to death.

Between the queen of Muli and Orgrim, there was only one trembling Varian with a dagger in hand.

After all, a tear slipped down the queen's beautiful face, which made people love and pity, and made people feel heartache.

Orgrim strode over with his hammer in his hand, and each step felt like the ground was shaking.

"You're the woman of the Great Chief of the Humans?" said Orgrim in orc language.

The queen didn't know everything, but when she came into contact with Garona a while ago, she at least understood the words 'Great Chief', and the queen held her chest high and said in the human lingua franca: "I am the queen of the Stormwind Kingdom." If you want my husband's life, I'm sorry, he's on his way. But if you want my life and my child's life, you can do it now!"

Ogrim didn't understand human language, but he admired the courage of this human female. It's not just her, it's the little human cub. From initial cowardice, then to extreme fear, Orgrim knew that the little one was about to attack, even though the little one was only holding a dagger.

"Ahhhh

However, it didn't help, and the brave Varian was flicked away by a flick of Orgrim's finger.

"No—"

There was no longer a barrier between his most revered queen mother and the brutal orc. He couldn't imagine what that terrible orc of brutality would do to his mother.

Either way, Varian doesn't want to see it.

"Is there anyone!?"

"Is anyone else there?"

"Who can save my mother!Save the Stormwind Kingdom!?"

Varian's young, handsome face was distorted with pain, and he wept, he wept and wept as far as he could see, but they were all women and children, people who cowered back timidly, trying to delay death.

Himself even sent a desperate prayer to this group of people!?

Varian was desperate, truly desperate, and he almost shouted to himself, "Uncle Anduin, aren't you the guardian of the kingdom?Brother Duke, aren't you a super mage who claims to surpass Medivan? The kingdom is in danger! My queen is in danger!?Where are you???"

Although he didn't understand, Orgrim's face was a mocking color, and just as he was about to say something, a magical glow suddenly lit up in front of him.

"Yo, who was calling me just now? Is that you? Your Royal Highness the Prince. A somewhat teasing male voice suddenly sounded in the void, reverberating throughout the hall.

Orgrim hates magic.

But at such times, he wished that he had a shaman or even a warlock by his side.

Brilliant blue light flashed, and a young man wearing the mage robes of the Royal Mage Regiment of the Stormwind Kingdom suddenly appeared, standing between the Queen, Varian, and Orgrim.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, this young man actually spoke standard orc language!

"Orgrim*Hammer of Doom, this is not the place for you, get out of here!" was like a roar of thunder from the Nine Heavens, which made Orgrim stunned for a moment.

In the next second, the man raised his right hand high, and a spiraling flame storm immediately swept towards all the orc warriors standing near the entrance of the hall.

[Dragon's Breath]?

No!How could there be such a large range of [Dragon Breath Technique]!?

The roaring flame dragon almost filled the massive hall door six meters wide and ten meters high, and even Varian behind Duke could sense the terrifying power of the flames that could burn everything. Not to mention Ogrim, who faced the blow head-on.

Without hesitation, Orgrim slammed his hammer directly on the floor, and from the cracks in the burst marble, a destructive flame that was completely different from the [Dragon's Breath] collided with the [Dragon's Breath].

That is the power of the Hammer of Doom!

The two forces collided, and for a moment, they were really blocked by Orgrim. But in the next moment, the young mage stretched forward with his left hand and made a horse step punch.

A massive fist of azure arcane energy taller than a man appeared out of thin air, piercing through the flames of dragon's breath and slamming into Orgrim's body.

"Uhhhhh

Go back to where you came from!

The rest of the orcs were directly burned to charcoal, and the whole hall was filled with the unpleasant smell of burnt barbecue.

For a moment, the entire throne hall was silent.

Who is this young Master of the Royal Family Mage Group?

After fighting for so long, the royal mage group almost existed in name only, and the mage group of more than 100 people had completely fallen into disadvantage in the duel with the orc warlocks, and now there were only twenty people still alive, and the queen recognized each of them, and clearly remembered that they were all taken by Ryan to the southern outer city wall.

He...... Who is it? (To be continued.) )