As the first warrior of the tribe, he is even more in a state of madness, and the blow of Grom * Hell's roar is of course extremely strong. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was the astonishing momentum of a huge wave crashing against the blue-black reef on the shore. Even if there is a seemingly indestructible reef in front of it, there is a trance feeling that it will be destroyed by one blow.

However, Duke is obviously a mage who has nothing to do with melee professionals, and it is very abrupt that his gestures are like a strong man who looks at all directions.

Anyone could have predicted that Duke's counterattack was about to come in the next moment.

Like a seagull predating in a storm, after escaping the mighty and crazy waves crashing on the shore, Duke is secretive, proud, confident, and elegant...... In the eyes of a thousand strong people, ten thousand flavors can be read.

Thrall was speechless from shock.

"It turns out that this is the true posture of the ultimate powerhouse of the Demon Martial Dual Cultivation in this world?"

Counterattack!

It's coming soon!

The long and huge [Blood Roar] slammed into the ground, and the black sand suddenly rose into the air, as if even time had stood still.

It was at this moment that Grom's terrifying attack, which seemed to be able to shatter even a mountain with one blow, was shattered by an arm that looked extremely slender!

Each of the tribe's powerhouses opened their mouths in obsession, and they had a vague illusion that the blood-red glow of the human male arm, which was much thinner than the orcs, pierced through Grom's body, and pressed it to the rugged face—as if it were an incomparably large iron hook, not Duke's.

Rao was based on Woking's vicious vision and wisdom, but he only saw the fact that Grom was captured, and did not see the process of Duke catching Grom.

It's shocking.

You can press your hand to Grom's face, which means that you can also kill Grom with one move.

If they can perfectly dodge Grom's first blow, they can do it too.

But Duke is a mage—

Woking felt like a mess in his mind, so wouldn't that Duke Marcus also have hero-level strength in the melee field?

Woking suddenly discovered something that warrior heroes couldn't see, with a faint magical glow on the streamlined muscles of Duke's arm.

The light formed a thread, imprinted on Duke's arm like some kind of fine inscription, and even Duke's robes could not fully hide the brilliance.

When Duke mana, the magic elements in the air seemed to be divided into twelve strands, and they seemed to rush straight up in unison, injecting into Duke's arm, and in the end, Wojin even felt that the magic element was pushing Duke's arm and grabbing Grom's big face......

"Sorry for your uncoolness and flaws!Grom Hell's roar!" accompanied by a domineering declaration, against the backdrop of the big mouths of the powerful tribes that could fit into a watermelon, Duke actually pressed Grom out of balance with one hand, and an ugly face came into a gorgeous intimate contact with the earth.

"Drink—"

Duke's right arm muscles were tense, and his leg strength, waist strength, and arm strength were combined with the blessing power created by the sun-level magic power, pushing Grom, whose facial muscles had been twisted, staggered and sprinted more than ten meters away, and dragged a huge black mark mixed with traces of blood on the ground.

Then, when he hit the wall of the moon well, using the force of the impact, Duke took Grom up with him, and then pressed his head into knee-deep crystal blue water.

At the same moment, the magic array was completely activated!

Countless silvery white rays of light surged from all directions, hovering above the moon well, and finally converging on Duke's arm.

White light!

I only felt a trace of blood and qi began to dissipate in mid-air with a fierce call sign.

"Wake up!

"Goo-goo-" The first warrior of the tribe struggled, and was constantly filled with water from the reinforced moon well.

A few seconds later, a nervous Sal saw Grom's struggling arms stop abruptly.

The Great Chief's chest was a heart-wrenching pain.

That's nervousness?

Is that heartache?

Sal couldn't tell.

Then, a group of orc powerhouses looked at Grom, who was buried under the surface of the well, and suddenly opened Duke's arm with one hand.

Duke bared his teeth, still gasping and retreating.

Everyone saw Grom sit up with a bang, and then gave Duke a look of disgust.

Sal is not angry, but happy!

"Grom!?"

Looking at Sal and Lexa and the others who were striding towards him, and then at Duke who was sitting on the edge of the well gasping for breath, where did Grom, who had come to his senses, not know what was going on?

Although he had only recently fallen into a rage and chaos, that didn't mean he had lost his memory completely.

The thought of him drinking the blood of demons again in order to survive, and the deeper madness that had descended after taking out the natural demigod, Grom's face was wonderful.

I think of it again, the one who pulled himself out of the abyss of pain and madness was actually the Duke Marcus who had been eager to kill him immediately in the past ten years, and shattered his body ten thousand times, ten thousand times. Grom's face is even more exciting!

It was an infinite sense of shame that I wanted to give myself an axe on the spot and then fall into a mass grave and die clean.

"No-no! I ...... I...... Ancestors!" Grom, a famous iron man who would not shed a single tear even if his father and mother died, and all his brothers died and a hundred or dozens of swords were cut down, actually cried all at once.

Thrall finally rushed over, hugged the crying Grom, and patted him on the back: "It's okay! Grom! It's okay-"

Grum seemed to be unaware of Sal, who was holding him, and instead stared at Duke, who was sitting on the low wall of the well and smiling mysteriously at him: "Duke-Duke-Marcus! Why did you save me!?"

If any of the tribe's powerhouses rescued him, Grom was not so troubled. But Duke ...... Only Duke! He couldn't accept it!

"Why, you ask me why?" Duke spread his hands, his face sneering, "Akmund, one of the most powerful demons of the Burning Legion, is on his way to Kalimdor. This is not an opponent that the league can cope with alone. And your High Chief insists that he will not join this makeshift alliance against the Burning Legion until he saves you. If you have to thank anyone, thank you Sal. ”

Grom was silent, and anyone would think he was a volcano about to erupt.

"Calm down!Grom!At least for this time, Duke and the Alliance are our indispensable allies!The world of Azeroth is destroyed, and we have nothing to gain from it!" Thrall said anxiously.