Chapter 881 Duke Takes Action

In this way, in the spirit of sharing joys and sorrows, the bosses of the Alliance and the Horde, for a reason that is not ridiculous, established a profound friendship in this unexpected ultra-marathon... How strange!

Well, during the process, friendly eye contact between the two parties is indispensable, such as "Believe it or not, I will kill you later".

Of course, Thrall and the others also shouted in their hearts that Duke was a monster.

You know, it's not like Thrall has never seen the virtues of human archmages. At that time, when a morning star came to the arena, everyone stood up. A dozen guards opened the way, and there were knight followers beside them.

Then the middle-aged mage in his forties had to be helped up and down the steps. When you get into a carriage, you also need a slave to kneel down and use his back as a pedal, and then he climbs up tremblingly.

Most mages are holding a medicine jar all day long before they reach old age, as if they are old men in their dying years.

Switching to Duke, the contrast is too big.

Isn't that right?

You, a distinguished Archmage of the Sun, don't bring followers to join a group of orcs, and you have better endurance than many orcs. What the hell is this?

No, this has nothing to do with the mage.

Seeing Duke's nimble steps as if flying in the air, Thrall was extremely sure that Duke had learned the tricks of the Elf Ranger.

"Sir Marcus, although I have no intention of peeking into your secrets, your endurance, speed and agility amaze me!" Thrall asked anyway.

"Ah! It's nothing! When there are two women around you who are the strongest rangers in the world, in order to prove that you are a man, you will develop such skills."

Duke raised his head sixty degrees to the sky, and two more lines of illusory tears that might appear flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Almost instantly, Sal felt that Duke was a man with a story.

ah!

It was a sweet nightmare that lasted for ten years!

Forget the past!

Duke's eyes seemed to have traveled through time and space, back to the past...

"My dear, let's do sit-ups, and I'll give you a kiss every time you come up." Alleria pressed Duke's feet gently with her knees, and then because she held Duke's ankles lightly with both hands, as long as Duke got up Once, you can see Alleria's sweet smile, kiss, and the pair of Hyjal peaks that are incompatible with the elf style.

"Giggle--come and chase me! As long as you catch up with me or run a thousand meters, I am willing to unlock... a new! posture! for you!" Veresa was running in front with a shy expression. With an expression on her face, she was wearing a gauze and swaying her seductive figure in front of Duke.

All kinds of "just be a man" drive Duke, a lazy man with no motivation in life, to work hard to get stronger!

Before you know it, ten years have passed!

In fact, after the first year passed, Duke was able to deal with the Windrunner sisters until they cried for their parents and shouted that they didn't want them. But for some reason, while Alleria and Vereesa kept changing their prizes, they persisted for ten years at a stretch.

Although Duke was so aggressive that he almost forced Gavin Ladd to be a virgin to a ten-meter-tall chaste saint, Duke...

Things are different now! ! !

Regardless of professional skills, Duke's skill alone can definitely kick open the door of Thrall's guard camp, shout in orc language: "I'm going to beat ten of them!" Then clean up a circle of people and pat them down. Chen came out safely.

The long run has an end.

From morning to evening, after listening to Grom roar for nearly 8 hours, "Duke, I'm going to kill you!", Duke finally went crazy.

Duke stopped in front of a huge well whose water exuded azure light.

He ignored Thrall and the others who were scattered aside, ignored the nearly 10,000 evil orcs who kept shouting, and looked directly at the face of Grom Hellscream, who was a little confused.

With great arrogance, Duke first raised his left middle finger to Mr. Hou using an internationally recognized gesture - well, he was actually showing the ring on his hand with the Marcus family crest on it to Mr. Hou, and then hooked his right index finger.

"Grom, don't you want to kill me? Come on!"

In the wind, Duke's seemingly thin body seemed to fall over with a single blow. With the evil smile on his lips, it felt like he was seeking death.

Sal, who is partial to life, has a hunch that Duke will succeed.

Sure enough, when Duke issued the provocation, Grom Hellscream, the brainless first warrior of the tribe, let out a roar that sounded like thunder, and then jumped up high.

Jump and chop!

A seemingly innocuous attack skill that quite exposed one's own weaknesses was practiced and used by Grom no less than a million times.

After practicing a million times, even the most mediocre moves will produce a sublimation that is unimaginable by others.

That was a blow that went beyond a warrior's skills and violated most of the common sense of physics.

When Grom's burly body jumped to a height of five stories, the axe, which was glowing with fierce blood, merged into one, and suddenly began to accelerate unscientifically.

If the initial momentum was like a meteor falling to the ground, then the second half was like an instantaneous split across a space of more than ten meters!

Warchief Thrall couldn't imagine how Duke could survive this attack.

In previous sparring sessions, even if Grom kept his hand, he could only hold the [Doomhammer] horizontally with great difficulty and use his physical strength to carry it.

Because there is no way to hide.

What about Duke?

Thrall felt confused for a moment - if Duke couldn't avoid it and Grom killed Duke with an axe, could he help the tribe get rid of this alliance's enemy?

Sadly, Thrall is destined to be disappointed.

Although Grom's attack speed and attack power are greatly increased in the violent state, the flaws in his moves are too big, and the direction and route of the attack are extremely obvious.

Even at the moment he jumped up, the system elf had already mapped out Grom's entire route from jumping to the attack point in Duke's mind, as well as calculated the damage and impact area that would be caused by hitting the ax on the ground. Clear as day.

Under the simulation of this super computer's tactical system, Grom's attacks are more like a clown making people laugh.

The shrill and violent sound of breaking wind sounded, and with the expected terrifying destructive power, Grom's [Blood Roar] struck the ground hard, creating huge spider web-like cracks that were terrifying.

pity……

Missed!

Duke moved half of his body out of the way with great grace, seemingly narrowly dodging the blow. But his sarcastic and extremely calm face was deeply imprinted in the hearts of Thrall, Rexxar, Vol'jin, Varok, Brox and other powerful tribesmen at that moment.

Duke took action.