Chapter 569 Fate Showdown (Part 2)

If Anduin was facing off against Grom Hellscream who had fought many games in Silverpine Forest at this moment, he would definitely not be so arrogant.

Only real high-level epic weapons can barely be cut in two by [Quel'Zalam], so [God Roar] is only a pass.

It's a pity that if there is no if, even Grom himself is hiding deep in the dense forest of Tirisfal Glades, not to mention that the Horde can't find it, and the Alliance can't find him.

No one told the tribes on the Eastern Front how terrifying Anduin's combat power was. And in the first Dark Portal War, when the Horde fought against the Stormwind Kingdom, it also happened that none of the famous chiefs had confronted Anduin.

Rexxar, who had not received the news, suffered a great loss.

If it wasn't for Rexxar standing upright at the last moment, making a movement similar to an iron bridge and dodging backwards, no matter how strong Rexxar was, he would have been cut in half obliquely.

The result of this blow was a shocking, more than one meter long, 30 centimeters deepest wound. From Rexxar's left shoulder, across his chest, to his right abdomen, it looked like Rexxar had been gutted and died.

That's only for ordinary humans or orcs. For Rexxar, who inherited the blood of the ogre and whose chest and abdomen muscles were twice as thick as steak, even though the sword was very wounded, and it was certain that he would lose his combat power, he still wouldn't die.

"Rexxar!" Orgrim roared angrily, even though he was falling backwards, he was able to agitate his muscles, and with his backhand, he slapped the horse's left foreleg muscles with a hammer.

The 'Light of Lordaeron' let out a painful and shrill neigh. Anduin immediately realized that the horse was dying. After all, war horses are not griffins, and they don't have such tenacious vitality and powerful combat effectiveness. Orgrim didn't fully use the hammer, but it was enough to temporarily cripple the horse.

Anduin jumped up from the stirrups and dismounted with an incomparably gorgeous turn. The moment he got off the horse, he didn't forget to pat the horse's ass, which meant to let the beloved horse take care of itself.

The royal knights fought with the ogre guards, intentionally or unintentionally, only Anduin was left facing Orgrim directly.

The surrounding battle seemed to have faded from their world, and this was a peak duel reserved for the supreme leaders of both sides, and the two big men raised their weapons at the same time.

On one side is the great sword of the storm engraved with golden runes [Quel'zaram]

On the other side is the black sledgehammer [Doomhammer] fished out of the lava in the crater.

Then, they collided together silently in an instant, and they had only one goal - to kill each other and draw an end to this ore war.

This is bound to be an uphill battle.

Anduin Lothar was a tall, burly man, almost as built as an orc warrior of a second-rate clan.

Orgrim is bigger, stronger, and younger. Although Lothar is slightly inferior in age and speed, his experience and skills are more than enough to make up for everything.

Orgrim once didn't understand why the former Great Chief Black Hand, whose physical speed was far different, died under Lothar's hands. Even with Duke's conspiracy, it is impossible for ordinary human beings to survive with that terrifying power and speed.

Now, Orgrim knows.

Orgrim was the first to attack. Whenever the huge warhammer was swung, it would make a shrill scream, and weak-minded opponents would be stunned by it. Of course, the price was his life.

It was a fully exerted hammer, starting from the step forward, from bottom to top, a force from the earth penetrated Orgrim's strong thigh muscles, abdominal muscles and chest muscles stronger than springs, Then came the right upper arm, which swelled to the point of exploding.

Under the perfect force, [Doom Hammer] seemed to be a comet that fell from nine days away, zooming in at a super high speed in Lothar's vision.

Lothar didn't try to block, he cautiously took a T-step, and dexterously dodged to the left rear, the hammer head full of texture passed by less than 20 centimeters in front of him, the flame on the hammer head was almost Then just a little bit can reach the ends of Lothar's slender hair.

If you don't hit, you don't hit.

There was no room for Orgrim to fight back. At the moment of flashing the attack, Lothar was like a spring that was compressed to the extreme and started to rebound, and suddenly launched a counterattack. His greatsword followed the direction of the hammer, along the lower side and swept Orgrim's lower rib stealthily from the side.

This is a blind spot in the absolute sense. Orgrim was indeed using brute force to get the hammer back. Unfortunately, he was one step too late. [Quelzalam] easily cut through the black iron under Orgrim's right armpit. Plate armor, leaving a deep bony gash on Orgrim's right chest.

If Orgrim's second hammer hadn't come so quickly, Lothar might have ended the battle. There was no way, Lothar made a sudden jump, and passed directly from the right of Orgrim. Orgrim's sledgehammer missed.

Seeing the figures of the two separated again, Lothar did not expect that Orgrim would continue to sweep the hammer horizontally to the right, and [Doomhammer] drew a huge semicircle in the air, and smashed it towards his back. back.

For this kind of super heavy weapon, the block with insufficient mana is to kill yourself. As a last resort, Lothar rolled forward in a bit of embarrassment, avoiding the blow from the back.

Lothar stood up quickly, took a stance, and faced Orgrim who turned around again.

"Hoohoo!" The two of them had been coming all the way before, and each of them had at least the blood of hundreds of enemies on their hands, but they had never let themselves pant so hard like now.

"You're hurt." Lothar tried to hit the opponent psychologically.

"If you're the kind of idiot who's satisfied with hurting someone, if you do it a hundred times, you'll still be the one who dies." Orgrim didn't care.

Lothar pouted, this time, it was Lothar who attacked first. [Quel'Zalam] exuding golden light made a plain straight stab.

Unexpectedly, Orgrim pressed the top of the hammer.

Even if Lothar is holding [Quel'Zalam], hitting the opponent's hammer with the tip of the sword is definitely not a good idea.

However, Lothar knew this, but he did it, because he remembered Duke's nonsensical words, "What if Orgrim, the great chief of the tribe, is a noble man who is dedicated to the whole tribe?".

Who is Duke?

Recognized as the most knowledgeable, wisest, and greatest military strategist in the entire alliance. From the collections of his old friend Duke acquired a wealth of knowledge unimaginable to mortals.

Duke's foresight has been recognized. And he never does unnecessary things. He did a lot of seemingly innocuous and thoughtless things, but the final result proved to be a perfect prediction and preparation.

It is impossible for Lothar not to care about what Duke said.

So this sword is a test. If something happens to [Quelzaram], Lothar will not hesitate to pull out the backup sword at his waist and continue fighting.