The rough roar of the orcs, the neat sound of the human shield, resounded throughout Stormwind. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

There is no one who does not worship heroes. Even today, when individual force is getting weaker and weaker in large-scale battles, this bloody and heroic fight still stimulates the adrenal glands of every spectator and secretes a substance called 'fanaticism'.

Only this righteous master can see that the balance of victory is still slowly shifting in favor of humanity.

Ogrim was in a hurry.

The Black Hand of the Great Chief must die, but not at the hands of men.

In a one-on-one duel of life and death, the stronger and more courageous orc Great Chief actually died at the hands of a weak human?

It would be a disgrace, a disgrace to the entire tribe of orcs.

Even if one day the orcs conquer the entire planet of Azeroth, they will still be nailed to the Pillar of Shame and pass on this shame. Although he longed for the Black Hand to die quickly, Orgrim knew that at this moment, his interests were the same as those of the Black Hand.

Suddenly, the Great Chief made a big move.

Suddenly, he clasped his backhand on the two intact dragon bones on his shoulder, which looked a bit like crocodile bones, and in the next moment, the black hand suddenly threw the two bones out.

In less than a hundredth of a second, the skeleton, made up of hundreds of bone joints, exploded. In the blink of an eye, it turned into hundreds of fragmentation bombs containing fiery fire elementals, shooting wildly towards Lothar.

Originally, Lothar had a chance to dodge, but at this time, Ogrim cheated.

"Okay—" It sounded like the lieutenant Ogrim was applauding his boss.

Call you to scream, and use the almost 'lion's roar' deterrent power for Mao? No! This is already a warrior's [Daring Roar]!

The earth-shattering roar of at least 150 decibels clearly affected Lothar.

Lothar's whole body trembled, and at such a moment, Lothar lost the opportunity to dodge. There is no way at all, Rao is an experienced veteran like Lothar, and he can't make too good remedies if he misses the opportunity.

Lothar gave up her dodge and got down on one knee, huddled behind her shield.

"Brupt Brupt!" was a machine-gun fire that nearly completely destroyed Lothar's shield. After a round of fire bones swept through, Lothar's shield became tattered and shone in several places, but fortunately Lothar himself was not injured.

The consequences were severe, and Lothar completely lost the skill of [Block].

"What are you doing!?" Ryan, Bervar, and several high-ranking generals shouted at the same time.

After Duke translated, Ogrim sneered: "I didn't interfere! If a true warrior can't even stand the cheers of the enemy, then he is still dead." ”

His words almost drove Ryan and the others crazy.

At this time, Duke suddenly showed the same sneer: "You mean to say that influencing the enemies in the field with words and voices is not cheating!?"

Orgrim didn't speak, which was undoubtedly a tacit acquiescence.

Over there, Lothar was in a desperate situation.

In terms of absolute strength and speed, the black hands are above Lothar. Losing his shield and unable to dodge all of them, Lothar could only helplessly parry the attack of the black hand with his long sword. For the black hand's pair of hands worthy of heavy hammers, the longsword is a small weapon, and unless it is psychic or something, the longsword can never be more agile than his own hands.

In the last kill of Medivan, the Sword of Kings used a lot of power. Lothar calculated, and could not use the power of the sword to chop off the claws of the black hand.

Lothar was grim.

Ryan and Bolval and the others trembled all over. Ryan almost wanted to tear his face and let his men do it. But in the end, they turned their attention to Duke.

"Look at me tossing the cup!" said Duke.

Once again, the Black Hand has cornered Lothar.

It was a corner of the square, with towering marble walls to the left and right, and there was no room for evasion.

"Anduin Lothar, I'll remember your name, but die—" the Great Chief roared triumphantly.

In this second, the cheers of the orcs reached their peak, and the blazing shouts almost tore off the clouds in the sky.

They chanted the greatness of the Great Chief and praised the bravery of the Black Hand.

As long as you kill the first warrior of the human race, the head of the human great chief will be at your fingertips. This symbolizes that the invincible orcs have once again conquered the weak alien race!

Supreme glory!

The best [Makogora]!

In the next moment, the Great Chief's hands would shoot out with lightning with a blazing heat, with a roar of death.

That is the death of Lothar!the defeat of [Maggoras]!the failure of the entire Stormwind Kingdom and even the possible 'Alliance' in the future.

Without Lothar, there would be no sign of the descendants of Soladin the Great, and it is still a question whether the seven kingdoms of humanity, each of which cares about each other, will still be united.

At this moment, even Lothar's handsome face lost all its blood.

Every human watching the battle clenched their fists.

At this moment, Duke's fluttering words reached the ears of the Great Chief.

"If I say that the Shadow Council has sent someone to murder Orgrim's friend Durontan, and that Orgrim is plotting to overthrow you, the Great Chief, he will kill you if he asks the Shadow Council from the mouth of the Garona he captured, and then eliminate the Shadow Council that killed his friend. What would you think? Great Chief, ......"

In this moment, it was impossible for Duke to say such a long sentence. But that's when Duke finished speaking.

This is a unique [Spell Overlapping] technique for the Master.

Extract all the important syllables from the long sentences and condense them so that a long spell can be reduced to a short paragraph.

Of course, the sound that comes out is equivalent to pressing dozens of keys on the piano at the same time in one go. In the human ear, this is a murmur that is impossible to discern.

And most of the [Spell Stacks] are just a three-second spell to one second. This is already quite remarkable.

Duke has a system sprite. This strongest king system can make the impossible possible.

A long passage was forced into a single note.

But the big chief, who was the receiver, heard all the words clearly.

As Guldan's iron, as a puppet among puppets, he is a model of being used to help people count money. The Grand Chief furiously turned to look at Orgrim.

"Orgrim!ahh

Lothar didn't know why the black hand was stunned, but it didn't stop Lothar from sliding between the black hand's legs with a beautiful sliding step, and by the way, there was a sword at the fork of the black hand's thigh.

There is a kind of pain in the world, called egg pain, and it is also called the most painful for men.

The black hand couldn't control his body at all, and bent down in pain. In the next second, seeing that the opportunity could not be missed, Lothar gorgeously pierced the chest from behind to make up for the sword.

Once again, the dignified sword of the king was used as a backstab, and the sharp blade pierced through the black hand's chest.

But the black hand ignored it, and pointed at Orgrim in a daze, and let out the last roar of his life: "You traitor—" (To be continued.) )