Chapter 1522 Gambler (Asking for a Guaranteed Monthly Ticket)

Brutalus, who was as huge as a hill, let out a last scream, and his bloated body, which was originally supported by four thighs thicker than elephant legs, suddenly collapsed. Surprisingly, instead of falling down like many monsters do when they die, the Lord of the Abyss, perhaps because his lower body is too big and bloated, actually looks a bit like a tumbler. His hooves are loosened, his lower abdomen is on the ground, his upper body is limp, and then he tilts his head.

"Oh oh oh oh -" Pulling out [Blood Roar], Mr. Hou stood on Bu Fat's shoulder with one foot, and stepped on Bu Fat's tilted side face with the other corner, letting out a howl full of orcish characteristics. .

Brutal, rough, and raw, it boosts morale.

He is shouting for his new life and roaring for himself to surpass the peak.

Heroes age easily!

How many times have you dreamed back in the middle of the night that you were ashamed of yourself for not being able to fight the last time?

How many times have you endured the contempt and provocation of young orcs without being able to retaliate?

Grom didn't want to admit that he was getting old, and he didn't want to announce that his passion as a warrior had cooled down. On this day, he finally regained the feeling of galloping on the battlefield and letting himself go.

Following his heart and not losing his kindness is the life he wants to live!

The heroes of the Alliance were stunned at first, and then many people, led by Tirion, began to applaud. Tirion even envied Grom a little.

The decline caused by aging has become more and more obvious. I still remember that when Silver Five Saints first debuted, everyone was still young people in their 20s. Fast forward 25 years, and Tirion is nearly 50 years old. Sometimes I can't help but wonder if I should imitate those queens and mix with Duke like Grom.

After all, eternal life and eternal youth are temptations that mortals cannot resist.

But Tirion immediately drove this thought out of his mind - the way of the Holy Light does not tolerate any distracting thoughts. If the day comes that the world needs him to do this, he will do it. Otherwise, ashes return to ashes, dust returns to dust, and this is the end of the teachings of the Holy Light.

Grom really killed a high-level void lord with one axe. Yrel was greatly surprised by this scene. Even if he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that when an orc hero like Grom stood on his side, that kind of killing would happen. The feeling of pleasure from the enemy is completely different.

"Is Grom Hellscream the strongest?" Yrel muttered to himself.

At some point, Queen Xi walked up to her: "It's the strongest single-target attack. It's a good human shield that can defeat the abyss lord."

"Uh." It was rare that her leader was willing to talk to her, so Yrel quickly asked: "Is there anything else special about it?"

"Don't envy him too much. Everyone has his own characteristics. Even though Grom is very powerful, when you encounter flexible opponents, or those who are very good at playing mirror clones, such as Duke. Grom's only The end result is to be dragged to death." Queen Xi briefly talked about the time when she and her sister teamed up to deal with Grom in Nanhai Town.

No matter how high the attack is, missing a hit is a waste of energy.

Grom's single-target damage is super high, and he can't deal with it even if there are too many enemies. On the contrary, weapons like [Ashbringer] are very suitable for mass destruction.

It can be said that each person's characteristics are different, which determines the difference in combat types.

At this time, Magni Bronzebeard knocked on the floor with a hammer: "Since everyone has no losses, let's move on."

The strong men of the alliance understood this and continued to move forward easily.

Two battles in a row did not consume much energy. In the first battle, Martigosa contributed the most. After saving Kalecgos, she retreated first with her love dragon. In the second battle, Mr. Hou ended the work with an axe, and everyone became a casualty.

It can be said that the strong players in the alliance have warmed up at best. They have the ability and reason to continue to advance.

At this time, the problem was thrown to Kil'jaeden.

The gatekeepers of the two levels were knocked down so easily. This unexpected situation shocked Kil'jaeden. He opened his eyes wide and rolled his eyes twice.

As a master of conspiracy, Egg obviously feels the flavor of conspiracy.

This result is normal. After all, the alliance did not use any god-level combat power. In Kil'jaeden's view, it was just a fight between rookies, but the alliance seemed to be more able to defeat the guys on his side.

It makes sense to say it's not normal, because the rhythm is so clever. He accelerated the transmission. Although he tried to cover it up, the alliance's advancement seemed to speed up, matching his acceleration.

Conspirators don't believe in coincidences.

If the plan is to continue, in order to be safe, it is necessary to get an additional high-level void lord with a name to come over to suppress the situation, and he must also be a powerful fighter who can withstand demigods.

In this way, the opening of the ultimate portal must be delayed.

bet?

Still not betting?

This has become a big problem!

There are only two paths to choose from.

Kil'jaeden was cunning, cunning, cruel, and ruthless, but he was by no means a hot-blooded fool. In this brief period of more than ten seconds, his brain calculated countless possibilities and coping methods at high speed.

What ultimately inspired him was his infinite confidence in himself and his absolute dignity as a strong man.

"I am Kil'jaeden! Giant of the Burning Legion!"

"We have traversed countless battlefields without ever being defeated!"

"Destroy thousands of planets and make billions of living beings cry and despair!"

"The failure of Sargeras and Archimonde does not equal my failure!"

"The Burning Legion has suffered too much shame recently! Someone must stand up and declare the Legion's terror and invincibility!"

"Elune can't attack directly. All I have to deal with is Duke Marcus and a few weak demigods! As long as I enter this world with 60% of my power, I will be absolutely invincible!"

Kil'jaeden made up his mind, no matter what he did, he should not shrink back into the Twisting Void with his tail between his legs.

Sargeras' failure was due to his carelessness. He did something as dangerous as soul possession himself. I really don't know what to say about him.

Archimonde's recklessness finally bore bitter fruits under the oppression of the world.

And he, Kil'jaeden, is the wisest and most suitable person to lead the Burning Legion, at least above Archimonde.

Now comes his chance to prove himself.

Kil'jaeden gritted his teeth. He no longer simply used his hands to tear apart the space. He began to stretch his head over. Only when his body began to truly enter this world could he better observe the flaws in this world and accelerate the tearing of the space barrier. .

This is not an easy task. After all, it is to bypass Azeroth's planetary protection, forcefully find a loophole, and use the energy of the planet to attract each other to open a new gap.

In the command post, Vashj, who had done everything, came to Duke, and she became the obedient maid again.

"Master, are you so sure that Kil'jaeden will take the bait?"

"Of course, because he's always been a gambler at heart!"