Chapter 1970 Special Significance

Fair Duel is a joke.

This is more like the weak hoping to use moral kidnapping to require the strong to deliberately bring their combat power to the same level as the weak. In fact, even if a truly strong person lowers his power level, he can still win through rich experience and unconstrained fighting methods.

Different races, different origins, different experiences, different ways of growing up... Too many differences create vastly different individuals.

With such differences, can there be any fairness?

By the way, I, Du Mooke, traveled through time in an upright manner and relied on my own memory, wisdom and strength to fight to this day. Why should I give up my advantage and be "upright" with you?

joke!

Duke's contempt could be conveyed to Brainless Roar without even using words.

"You destroyed my tribe, you bastard - why can you steal the power of the elemental lord, but I can't use the power of the ancient gods!?" Brainless Roar roared, and at the same time gave Duke a light cannon.

The terrifying spiritual power lingering on the battlefield is so majestic that you don't even need to deliberately collect it to get a huge amount.

The huge and thick black energy light cannon was extremely terrifying almost from the moment it was fired. With that diameter, it would be enough to fit a destroyer into it.

Duke didn't take action, and a kind, golden shadow appeared next to Duke.

The former Holy Light Archbishop Alonsos Faol!

He was neither fast nor slow, and he raised a golden staff that was generally in the shape of a cross and had a ring on the tip.

【Prayer】!

The priest's classic staff!

As a heroic spirit attached to the magic network, Alonsos can change his body or the appearance of his equipment at will. This is the simplest [transformation]. But what he likes most is this staff, which has special meaning to the priest.

The era when this staff was born has special meaning to him. It was the most glorious first era of the Paladin profession that he created.

The sacred radiance that emerged from the [Prayer] formed a huge hemispherical light shield that stood firmly in front of Duke, allowing all the dark power pouring in to be refracted, reflected, and dissipated in the air.

Brainless Roar didn't know that this scene was broadcast live to the entire alliance, and even to all the participating races of the previous tribe.

Perhaps to him, power is power, regardless of attributes or nobleness, only strong or weak.

Always firmly believing in the traditional concept that history is written by the victors, Garrosh's way of thinking is simpler and more violent.

If he had the upper hand, he would be justified in doing so.

Too bad he wasn't.

Without any scruples, he is now covered in black energy. Every move he makes is like a roar of the wind, and he screams and screams again and again. Now he is the ultimate representative of the villain!

Historically, for the sake of justice and rules, the Alliance hilariously organized a grand trial together with the Pandaren.

Brainless Hou killed so many people, committed a [war crime], and even tricked the ancient god Y'Shaarj. Brainless Hou, who committed such a huge crime, had no choice but to be sentenced to life imprisonment for the sake of the tribe. In the end, he even ran away.

Please forgive me for not accepting this idiotic behavior.

The live broadcast of the duel is actually a public trial.

Anyway, no tribe is in the way. As long as Brainless Roar is allowed to fully demonstrate what he has done, then 'justice' will be achieved.

There will be no mercy, and the outcome of this trial has been decided early on.

Duke was just going through the motions.

"The tribe has existed for more than thirty years, and it's time for a glorious end." Duke said calmly in his heart.

Here, Brainless roared and couldn't deal with Duke with a light cannon, and his loyal men rushed towards him with howls.

General Nazgrim, Malkorok, Siege Craftsman Blackso...these Horde bosses who escaped the fate of being destroyed along with the underground fortress continue to show their loyalty.

"For the Horde!" General Nazgrin roared and rushed over.

"For the Alliance!" The person facing him was not his destined old rival, General Taylor. Sorry, Taylor is not qualified to appear on this occasion. Standing in front of him was Tirion Fordring.

Tirion, who is often ridiculed by Duke as Lafayette, is not yet old. He is in his early fifties, and despite his white hair, he is still quite capable of fighting.

Nazgrin has not been specially strengthened, he is still a pure orc warrior.

His strength comes from his experience.

Rarely, Tirion did not use his holy light, which was so powerful that it could shake the heavens and the earth, to inject it into the Ashbringer and bombard Nazgrin wildly. Lafayette was more like a warrior at the moment, fighting Nazgrin with the simplest martial arts.

In terms of seniority, it was never Nazgrim's turn to challenge Tirion. After all, the current chief paladin of the alliance, he and his [Ashbringer] have become one of the benchmarks of the alliance.

Just like Duke came down to fight Brainless Roar, this battle that was about to destroy the tribe gave the battle a special meaning.

That is the privilege of the older generation of Alliance members who have directly endured the invasion of the orcs.

They emerged from the Second Dark Portal War and became the core of the Alliance. When the Horde came to an end, of course they had to personally end it.

So it was Gavin Ladd who blocked Markorok. His wind sword became a little weak because Queen Xi freed Prince Sunderland and wanted to take him under her command. Gavin Ladd temporarily replaced the Wind Sword. But even if he holds the most ordinary warhammer, the martial arts skills he has developed over thirty years on the battlefield can still hold down Malkorok.

What's more, this unscrupulous thing is different from the ideas of the other Five Silver Saints. After the failure of the two women at night, Gavin Rad obediently turned to Duke and gained eternal life.

Now he is more like a bug, with an eighteen-year-old body and fifty-year-old experience, and he can also combine holy light and thunder attacks.

Even after Malkorok was strengthened by Y'Shaarj's power, he was still pressed down and beaten by Gavin Rad with an epic war hammer.

Gavin Rad, who was wearing a golden plate armor, just dodged sideways and dodged Malkorok's sweep by a hair's breadth.

The next second, a hammer hit Garrosh's lieutenant in the face. Holy light mixed with thunder exploded on Malkorok's huge face, and violent elemental turbulence swept across the red earth. Malkorok's giant-like body was thrown several dozen meters away by the impact of the hammer, and then rolled several times in a row amidst the screams of the Kor'kron Guards, and finally stopped.

"Hey, boy, you are with the wrong boss. Guys who use that kind of evil power will not end well!" Gavin Rad joked.

"You... know nothing about the Horde-" Malkorok roared angrily and charged at Gavin Rad again.