Chapter 122: Medivh Appears

Just how strong the guys who step into the hero realm in Azeroth has always been a big question mark for Duke.

From the perspective of physical strength, agility and vitality, Lothar is not beyond the category of a human being. However, with the support of the warrior's peculiar [anger] power, Lothar made a series of unimaginable actions.

Ordinary charge and [Charge] of warrior stunt are completely two concepts. Although warrior's [Charge] can only be used once in a battle, the powerful impact this time is also very precious.

This is the first time Duke has seen Lothar's [Charge].

It should be said that Lothar hadn't done anything serious in dealing with the evil hooves before.

There was a high-speed friction sound under Lothar's military boots, and the next moment his whole body suddenly turned into a stream of light, spanning the distance of more than 10 meters between him and Prince Malkzaar. According to a normal human's charge, Lothar would only rush to the prince's feet, but Lothar's [Charge] unreasonably rushed into the air.

"You..." Prince Malchezaar's next words came to an abrupt end, because he saw a shield that wasn't that big, but was big enough to cover his entire ugly face, getting bigger at a high speed in his sight.

"Bang!" A [shield slam] hit the prince directly, and the strong impact hit the bridge of the prince's nose. The uncontrollable soreness and pain directly hit the prince. Want to cry.

This is not the end.

The tentacles on Prince Makzaar's chin that were almost cut off by Garona just now, which looked like a little dick, were really cut off this time!

Garona's fault was taken over by Lothar with a deliberate strength!

The hatred created by Garona just now was perfectly inherited by Lothar.

Duke had heard the unreliable legend that men of the eredar race regarded the three tentacles on their chins as precious as their own younger brothers. It is impossible to know whether this legend is reliable or fabricated by some unscrupulous author. Anyway, when the tentacles were cut off by Lothar directly with the King's Sword.

Prince Malchezaar is angry!

Really angry.

"Go to hell! Human!" Not being knocked down by Lothar's charge and shield slam, the prince showed the strong physical fitness of the demon family. His body, which was originally thrown back by the heavy blow, suddenly fell back under the force of his powerful waist and abdomen. Rebounding like a spring, a fist bigger than a calf crashed down.

quick! And fierce!

This is the problem that human beings often encounter when fighting giants-the huge gap in size makes human beings' relatively weak physique unable to withstand this inhuman giant force after a human being is accidentally hit. He was crushed under the terrifying power gap he used to make up for by training, and was instantly killed in an instant.

Time seemed to be frozen at this moment.

On the face of this high-level demon, there was an expression of surprise that could not be concealed: "How is it possible!?"

In the eyes of Prince Malchezaar, Lothar, who is covered in heavy armor that is meaningless to the demons except for increased weight, and whose body has nowhere to focus in mid-air, should be a piece of beautiful meat on the chopping board. Killing is right.

But Lothar flew.

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

It wasn't until this time that the prince saw from where Lothar had just settled down that there were two sorcerer's hands there. It is this pair of illusory palms built with arcane energy that perfectly became the fulcrum of Lothar when Lothar had no way to borrow strength, and supported Lothar to make juggling movements that others could not imagine.

"Ahhh——" The moment the king's sword pierced Makzaar's head, it burst into dazzling golden light.

A pair of golden wings that seemed to be burning extended from the armor on Lothar's back, breaking through the chaotic void on the roof of Karazhan, allowing Karazhan and the world of Azeroth to connect between the stars. additional channel.

The passage shone with golden light.

On the sword, a golden storm full of sacred aura blew, and the wind made Lothar's handsome long hair erratic, making this future Azeroth lion even more charming.

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

Standing with two feet on top of this huge demon with a height of at least six meters, Lothar's expression was very calm, with a taste of being out of the world. He seemed to be feeling something, tasting something, or listening to a song The melodious sound of chime bells struck from tall buildings in the distance.

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

Looking up suddenly, Duke found that he had stepped into a strange historical time without knowing when.

Since coming into this world...

There are tens of thousands of voices singing his legend at every moment.

Every minute and every second, hundreds of wills are swearing to inherit his ideals.

As if responding to Lothar's golden wings of light, Duke saw an ethereal figure in the golden clouds floating over the battlefield.

It was a knight, and his face was clearly blurred in the eyes of others. But everyone can feel his two gazes on Lothar.

No, he didn't just look at Lothar, he also looked at the entire human race.

right!

The only crown he wears on his head proves his identity - Thoradin, the only emperor recognized by the seven human kingdoms in the history of Azeroth.

His eyes fell on the sword in Lothar's hands that was piercing the demon's head, and he smiled, it was a smile of approval.

"Those who fight for mankind will surely receive my protection!"

After leaving a soft whisper, the figure of Emperor Thoradin disappeared.

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

Prince Malchezaar's huge blue-blue body, starting from the pierced forehead, seemed to have turned into gravel in the wind, and disappeared in the golden light.

Duke was dumbfounded. He never felt that Prince Makzaar had any problems with the combination of him, Lothar and Garona. It's just that Lothar's big move killed this Prince Malchezaar who will act as the final boss in the later Karazhan?

This is a little exaggerated!

The figure of the prince disappeared, and Lothar made a magnificent fall like an eagle's pounce, and the metal boots collided with the bluestone ground, making a clear clanging sound.

There was no joy of victory on Lothar's face, but a dignified look as if he was facing an enemy. Not only him, Duke and Garona also had the same expression on their faces.

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

"Hehehe!" With a burst of laughter, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, and for some reason, everyone had already arrived at Medivh's workshop inside Karazhan.

Right in the middle of the three, the super boss Medivh who directed the entire Dark Portal incident appeared!

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