Chapter 152 [Hammer of Doom] (Ask for a Monthly Ticket)

How strong are orcs?

Before this day came, the noble boys and girls in the entire Stormwind Fortress did not have a clear understanding. Originally, their parents had arranged for them to evacuate early. But because of a reason, no nobleman dared to risk the world and withdraw his heirs ahead of time—the queen did not leave, and as the kingdom's only orthodox heir, Prince Varian Wrynn did not leave.

The so-called up and down.

Even the queen and prince are staying in Stormwind Fortress, who would dare to send away their heirs first? As a result, almost all nobles sent their female relatives and underage children to Stormwind Fortress. To put it nicely, they would live and die with the country, or to put it badly, they would be hostages.

Of course, it is another matter for adult children to be "entrusted with important tasks" and sent to Nanhai Town on the other side of the sea to set up an evacuation point.

No one thought that the supposedly safe rear, the Stormwind Fortress with solid defenses, would be raided!

When the dire alarm bell sounded, most people panicked.

"Honorable queen, you should evacuate with His Highness the prince first. At least... at least you should hide." The captain of the Imperial Guard once said.

"Withdraw? Where do you go? Hold on. Either stay until His Majesty returns, or be killed by the orcs before that. I am the queen of the Stormwind Kingdom. I will never hide in a secret room, and then be dragged out of the gutter by a dirty orc statue." Pick it up and kill it like a mouse."

The queen spoke the truth. There is nowhere to escape. Stormwind Fortress is located in the northeast of Stormwind City, at the innermost part of the entire valley. According to the original design, this place is the last one. If you can't hold this place, you will perish.

Although the Stormwind Fortress is dangerous, no matter how strong the fortress is, there must be enough soldiers stationed there. Now the defense is empty and the manpower is insufficient. The entire Stormwind Fortress looks like a strong outsider.

Now, all the aristocratic women and noble heirs are watching her. If she, as a queen, takes the lead in hiding in the secret room or something, then even if Ryan comes back in the future, the hearts of the people will be scattered, and the king's authority will be gone. Instead of that, it would be better to stay in the throne hall stubbornly.

If it is really invaded, then even the Stormwind Kingdom will die!

The queen was dressed neatly under the service of the trembling maids, and Varian, who was equally well-groomed, sat on the throne of the queen and prince in the hall. Surrounding her and the little prince were hundreds of noble women and their descendants who had already become desolate.

Everyone is listening.

Outside the fortress, there were extremely clear roars of orcs and the clash of weapons. As if the pointer of death is constantly accelerating, the sound representing death and destruction is getting closer, louder and clearer.

Then, when there were hundreds of heavy footsteps that were completely different from the sound of military boots, when I heard the sound of raising and falling the brutal feet that seemed to come from the ancient wilderness, this shocking fear-has penetrated The eardrums of all women and children came to the deepest part of their hearts.

"Woooo..." Weeping softly began to spread in the throne hall.

"Enough! If destruction and death are our destiny! Then we should accept it calmly. If we do not deserve to die, then we must not let today's gaffe become a lifelong shame!" The queen stood up proudly, holding the queen's throne in her left hand Staff, right hand tightly dragging Prince Varian's left hand.

The young prince holds a gorgeous dagger tightly in his right hand.

Everyone listened nervously to the voices outside, and looked at the group of guards in front of the gate of the throne hall. There, Sir Windsor, who was most trusted by the king, led the last 12 royal guards. And what Sir Windsor is holding in his hand is the [King's Guardian] that became famous some time ago!

The floor of the Throne Hall shook like a glass of water that the waiter was holding. Everyone's heart trembled slightly like the ground.

The fierce fighting and the rough roar are getting closer.

Until a ferocious scarlet sledgehammer smashed open the fist-thick iron-clad wooden door of the throne room—it was a sledgehammer covered with blood, internal organs and body parts. The sledgehammer was shaped like a standard cube, and the scarlet blood dripped from the surface of the square hammer, making Varian feel that it was more like a bloody throne being held high.

After the door of the hall fell down with a tragic scream, a ferocious giant who seemed to come from ancient times appeared at the door of the hall. Dark red skin, terrifyingly bulging muscles, on the protruding lower jaw, four fangs are arranged side by side, the outermost one is long and the inner one is slightly shorter.

"Ahhhh—"

This terrifying appearance alone caused many noble ladies to scream terribly, and then fainted from fright.

"Kill!" Windsor gave an order, and all the guards rushed up.

Orgrim grinned, a disdainful grin. His right shoulder armor decorated with thick fangs lifted slightly, and a gust of black wind had already blown up at the elbow of his hand.

So fast!

The guard who first came into contact with Orgrim just had this thought in his mind, and then he watched the hammer in his vision getting bigger and bigger, occupying his entire field of vision in less than half a breath.

There is nothing wrong with his movements, incomparably standard and concise, he has almost reached the limit of a human being. However, in front of such an inhuman strong man, he could only be completely stunned, opened his mouth helplessly, and watched as the opponent's sledgehammer reached his face one step before his sword pierced it. superior.

"Bang!" It seemed that the time that had been stagnant for a while suddenly resumed its flow.

The huge [Doom Hammer] knocked on the guard's forehead like a whack-a-mole. With a sound of "poof", Peiran Modi's huge momentum passed through the helmet from top to bottom, penetrating through the guard's skull, and then the terrifying impact completely shattered his cervical spine, causing his cervical spine to completely fold into one piece.

The remaining momentum of the momentum has not dissipated, and it is passed on straight.

In the next moment, the guard's facial features twisted, and all the ribs in the chest cavity under the head were piled up together. The brains, eyeballs and other things that had nowhere to go, at the moment the skull was broken, there was a "wow" from every corner of the head. ejected from a hole.

The sledgehammer continued to sink, and after smashing the guard's head into the chest cavity, it almost flattened half of his body.

The soldier who turned from a 1.90 meter tall man into a 'dwarf' twitched and collapsed on the ground. Extremely violent blood sprayed on the marble floor of the throne hall, counting a few points and even sprayed a thirteen-year-old girl not far away. She was suffocated by fear for a while.