Chapter 127 The Hand of Despair

"No—" When Lothar saw Duke being killed, he suddenly felt that the world around him became blank and empty. He could see nothing, hear nothing but Duke's dead body and Medivh, possessed by Sargeras.

An unprecedented grief and anger surged into my heart like a volcanic eruption.

I used to think that I have seen through life and death, and I am used to seeing the death of Pao Ze, and I am no longer afraid, and I can treat the death of everyone around me indifferently.

In fact, when facing this moment again, Lothar still found that he couldn't do it.

From the first time he knew Duke, Lothar thought he was a talented kid who liked to show off. At Duke's age, he vaguely remembered that he had done a lot of crazy things, but Prince Ryan was responsible for any problems.

At that time, Lothar simply admired Duke.

When the name "Sea King Duke" appeared, Lothar was not interested in this kind of person who rose through business, but as time went by, Lothar changed his mind.

Everything Duke has done has been proven to be in response to the crisis, for the benefit of the Stormwind Kingdom, and even for the benefit of the entire human race.

If that's all there is to Duke, then Duke would be a good auxiliary minister. But what happened in Karazhan made Lothar secretly raise Duke's evaluation to an unprecedented height.

Brave, wise, sensitive, kind-hearted and understanding of righteousness. This is definitely a template for a top teenage hero.

Lothar soon realized that if Duke was allowed to grow up, he would be the pillar of the next generation of the Stormwind Kingdom. He and Ryan are still in their prime, but they will grow old after all. Prince Varian is still young, and it must not be Lothar who will assist Varian to the end.

Duke Bolvar Fortagan is a good candidate. It's a pity that he is at best a minister of state in the general field. After losing the guardian of Medivh, the Kingdom of Stormwind needs a new banner in the field of magic no matter from which point of view.

As early as when Prince Makzaar was killed, Lothar made a secret decision. If he could succeed this time, he would definitely recommend Duke to the position after returning.

However, just after Lothar made up his mind, Duke was beheaded on the spot by Sargeras in front of him with the face and body of his decades-old friend.

A guardian-level highest-level [Slowness Technique], a bland slash, ended the future hope of the Stormwind Kingdom.

The death of a genius is the most painful.

"Ahhhhhhhh——" Lothar looked like a wild lion, while roaring angrily, while activating a certain prop that should have been the hole card, the whole person burst into golden light.

Lothar, whose strength, speed, agility, and ability to exorcise evil spirits all soared, suddenly approached Medivh.

"Oh?" Medivh had a slightly surprised expression on his face.

The King's Sword exuding brilliance suddenly slashed down, and what was ushered in was not Medivh's magic, but a huge metal arm with a blue background and silver border.

Even with the nearly indestructible sharpness and powerful evil-fighting effect of the King's Sword, it still couldn't break through the defense of this arm. The intersection of the long sword and the metal armor sparked a dazzling spark. The metal on the huge arm let out an ear-piercing scream, and even that metal arm was slightly bent backwards.

After all, it was still blocked.

Only then did Lothar notice that the huge pile of metal by the magic pool just now was an inactive golem. Now, this gigantic golem with condensed arcane energy as its body and metal components as supplements has become a natural moat between itself and the demon king Sargeras.

"Lothar, Lothar, I'm tired of playing. It's not worth me to take action on a slightly outstanding existence like you. You are only worthy of fighting with the toys I made. You——Anduin* Luo Sa, just like that little guy Duke, go to hell." Medivh's face showed the maximum evil aura, and every twisted facial curve on his face was condensed with ferocity and disgust.

Medivh's whole body began to deform:

Two slender, flaming demon horns protruded from its head.

His delicate and elegant face became withered, and three awl-like spikes protruded from his chin.

His exposed skin has also become dry, like dead bark, but it can be clearly seen in the gaps between the dry and cracked skin: a huge green light, in this body that once could hold the entire Tirisfal Council guardian Flowing in the body filled with power.

Lothar really wanted to scold Sargeras, but was overwhelmed by the attack of the huge arcane golem.

The golem's fist was too big and too fast.

With Lothar's speed, dodging or something is completely extravagant. When the heavy punch that was enough to split mountains and rocks hit, although Lothar had already tilted his shield to try to remove the thunderous force, Lothar obviously failed.

It's not an epic shield, so it's hard to use in this kind of battle.

The shield of rare texture, which was imprinted with the lion's coat of arms of Stormwind City, turned into dust in just a tenth of a second of contact.

The only thing that can protect Lothar is the King's Sword.

Blocking with a horizontal sword, this standard military swordsmanship is nothing to do. The King's Sword, which was hit hard, showed unimaginable toughness. Even if it was bent backward as much as possible, even if an arc was clearly displayed, the King's Sword never broke.

If it was a different warrior, it might be crushed by the huge force of this huge golem, and it would be instantly killed on the spot.

Lothar is Lothar, and at moments that are unbearable in the world, he can still adjust the pace of his legs briefly and quickly to shift his center of gravity. Before the overwhelming force that mortals could not match destroyed his body, the whole person gave way to the left, and the center of gravity of his body immediately shifted to the side—the huge fist of the golem was immediately taken away.

Even the ground reinforced with special magic power couldn't withstand such a violent blow, and with a "boom", stone chips shot everywhere.

If Lothar hadn't insisted on wearing a suit of armor, perhaps at this moment his whole body would be smashed into a bloody sieve by the sharp and high-speed gravel because he couldn't dodge.

One punch failed, and Lothar's crisis was not over.

The onslaught of the giant golem continued without any pause. The huge fist that was supposed to be inserted into the ground suddenly swung sideways, almost smashing half of Lothar's body into a meat paste.

Lothar can't even deal with a golem, not to mention, there is a Sargeras next to him who is like watching a beast show!

Desperation gripped Lothar's heart tightly for the first time.

At this time, there was a loud bang from outside the entire Karazhan Tower. It was a powerful attack that even Karazhan, who was actually in an independent space, felt a strong shock.

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