Chapter 1183: Ancient Heroic Spirits (Part II)

Orgrim's Hammer of Doom!

If LeBlanc is a hero worthy of human respect, then this one is a feud of mankind!

He was the lieutenant of Blackstone Clan leader Blackhan (the Black Hand) and a childhood friend of the Frostwolf Clan Durotan. When the orcs invaded Azeroth, Orgrim listened to the admonition of his friend Durotan and discovered that the Black Hand of the Blackstone Clan Chief was actually just a puppet chief manipulated by Gul'dan. and lead the orcs to continue the campaign against Azeroth.

At that time, the reputation of the Hammer of Destruction was like a mountain suppressing the entire alliance, whether it was the Terrans, the dwarves, or the newly joined blood elves, and the ice and snow clans, they all trembled under the iron hooves led by this great chieftain!

He was called the strongest warrior of that era, and even a generation of heroes Lothar died tragically under his giant hammer, and he was equivalent to the roar of hell that rose later, and belonged to the invincible kind of warrior in the world!

Later, his death was because he angered the Red Dragon Clan, and the Dragon Clan violated the laws of the world for the first time to join the Alliance Alliance, which repelled the Iron Cavalry of the Beast Clan at that time, and then this powerful warrior was rumored to be besieged by the five Red Dragon Queens, the super top dragon king-level red dragons, and was seriously injured, but he was able to escape under this lineup!

Then I heard that I was bewitched by Gul'dan and drank the demonic medicine, and finally in the battle with the paladin Tulayan, because of the potion, I was counterattacked, and finally was pulled into the gate of hell by the endless demonic power!

The powerful body was gnawed by countless demons, and it was at that time that Gul'dan was able to open the dark door and bring down the ancient chaos with the sacrifice of the Hammer of Destruction!

It can be said that the disasters of the alliance are all caused by this guy, he and Gul'dan have always been listed by the Terrans as the first of the dark heroes, representing that period of cruel history of the Terrans!

"Son of Dawn, huh..... Is the hope so touted by the Terrans just such a thin human being? "The Hammer of Doom took off its cloak, revealing a terrifying red and solid muscle, which was extremely dense, and it felt like every ounce contained extremely powerful energy, which was much stronger than Muradin's muscular strength!

"The beast clan is really degenerate, I can't imagine that I will be defeated by such a thin prince, the warrior soul of my beast clan seems to no longer exist!"

"The heart of the warrior of my human race, the soul of the warrior of the beast race, has always existed!" Arthas silently took a step forward: "Actually, I don't dislike the orcs, on the contrary, I actually like the big ones, if it weren't for the different positions, my favorite race to contact is the orcs, except for you!" ”

"You say that the orcs don't have the soul of a warrior, but in my opinion, you are the orc who gave up the glory of a warrior, and since you believed in that potion in order to pursue power, you are no longer a so-called strong man!"

"Fart!!" Orgrimmar violently lifted the huge hammer, the hammer was incomparably huge, and even Arthas's whole person was less than half the size of the giant hammer, and was suddenly lifted high by Orgrimmar, and on top of the hammer, an incomparably terrifying energy was gathered in an instant!

That kind of power, without any fancy things, is the accumulation of pure energy, compressed to the extreme, and it is very similar to Muradin's thunder!

But the power is stronger, and it's full of this sense of destruction!

In the face of this extremely terrible blow, Arthas didn't even pull out his sword, just a simple skill to block slightly, this arrogant attitude made Orgrimmar's entire eyes red, and the green tendons on his body burst out, an extremely terrifying force supported his powerful **, and the coercion that erupted was terrifying!!

Hearing only a bang, the ground of the entire hall shattered instantly!

The main hall of the kingdom is made of powerful forbidden magic stones, which are extremely terrifying in terms of resistance to demons and extreme energy, and are made of precious Mithril materials that are rumored to be able to block the dragon's breath.

But under this powerful hammer, it was shattered in an instant, the earth churned, and under one hammer, Alsace was directly hammered into the abyss!!

The magma rolled, and the entire palace fell into a violent shaking, but the people outside couldn't feel it at all, because the powerful fifteen-ring enchantment was made by Camille, the first alchemist in the continent, and it was known as the enchantment of the gods, which was comparable to the enchantment of the Pantheon!

It is precisely because of this enchantment that this incomparably dark power has been hidden in it, and it has not been discovered by anyone, and it is impossible for Arthas to force it in, so he can only choose to go to the meeting with such a single knife!

The roar of the loud noise rolled, but it didn't affect the existence on the throne or the other ten figures in front of the throne, the ground shattered, and even the violent energy rolled, but even their clothes didn't shake.

Because under these cloaks, each of them is an extremely powerful existence in history!!

"How? My baby? Old King Terenus tilted his head and sniffed at the crowd.

"Not bad..... a black-robed man led by him said in a deep voice: "It's the first time I've seen someone who can beat Old Orgrimmar so quickly!" ”

Did Orgrimmar lose? The people around were stunned for a moment, and then looked down.....

At this time, in the underground magma, the smoke dissipated, O'Grimmar's originally red face turned iron-blue, and the giant hammer in his hand maintained the posture of the hammer but was frozen in mid-air, no matter how he tried his strength, even if the green tendons on his body burst out, all the power was used on it, and the huge hammer still couldn't go any further!

Under the hammer, Arthas's face was expressionless, his green pupils flashing with an indifferent light, and he was in an extremely comfortable state compared to Orgrimmar, who was covered in bruises.

"How is that possible?" Ogrimmar gasped, his body, perfectly inherited the power of the demon medicine, should be more powerful than before, the previous ** was fragile, resulting in the final collapse of the body, unable to withstand the power of the demon medicine, and finally caused him to be used as a sacrificial material by Gul'dan, but now, in front of the technical power of the natural disaster, he has this perfect body!

But why..... Why, why does this kid have such power?

Looking at the other party's doubts, Arthas sighed slightly: "Judging from your history, you should have been strong, at that time the world was in awe of your power, at that time the hero Lothar was not your opponent, in fact, when I read history, when I read this paragraph, I have always admired you, it has nothing to do with racial glory, it is simply a yearning for the strong, at that time, you.... It's the totem of the warrior! ”

"But later, your behavior disappointed me very much, you can still retreat under the siege of the dragon clan, it is amazing, but you did not choose to continue to exercise your powerful **, but chose a shortcut, chose to take that inexplicable demon medicine, you gave up a warrior, the most basic thing, that is your powerful body!"

Orgrimmar was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he saw that the new Hammer of Destruction made by him from the materials of the Dead World actually shattered in an instant in the other party's hands, and at that moment, an extremely powerless feeling spread throughout his body.... Orgrimmar fell to her knees in confusion, looking at her hands.....

"The so-called strength always belongs to you only if you work hard to exercise, and the external strength is strong, and it is not yours!"

Saying.... didn't pay attention to the depressed Orgrimmar, but looked at the indifferent ten people above, and said coldly: Who is next?