Chapter 158: Lothar Must Die?

Carl's strength aroused Kenoz's curiosity, and he had seen other timelines, but he did not find such a powerful figure. Theoretically, other timelines are not real timelines, different from the main timeline, but it is impossible for a character as outstanding as Carl not to appear in those timelines, and he follows this powerful human all the way, and he determines that Carl is an unsettling factor, and will even threaten the entire real timeline, causing the timeline to collapse.

The scenes in front of the Saldo Bridge and Silvermoon City made it clear to him that this human was indeed as he had guessed, wantonly and even deliberately (Kenoz thought, and almost guessed the truth) to disrupt the correct development of the timeline. Kenoz didn't report the matter to Nozdom, believing he was good enough to handle such a situation, even if the human seemed powerful.

But the reality slapped him a few times, Carl's strength is almost the same as a human guardian who has been infused with guardian power, in just two years, Carl's strength is no less than that of an adult dragon, and it continues to grow. Kenoz is an excellent bronze dragon, his brain is not stupid, and Carl's strength is enough to threaten him, provided that Carl can evade his magic.

This was the conclusion he had come to from his long-term observations, although this human was extremely powerful and fast, he did not understand magic, and even more damage would be caused by being hit by magic, and Kenoz was full of confidence to defeat this human with magic.

The battle on the field had begun, with the Great Royal Sword and the Hammer of Doom together.

Orgrim let out an earth-shattering roar and smashed Lothar's helmet with a punch, and at the same time, Lothar kicked Orgrim firmly in the abdomen, and the two staggered away.

Wielding the hammer of destruction and slamming it at Lothar again, Orgrim seemed to vent his frustration as if venting his frustration, and he said loudly:

"It is my destiny to lead my people to a better place to live, from the moment I challenged the Black Hand—"

The hammer of destruction slammed into Lothar's runic greatsword, sending a string of sparks like a spark, and Orgrim swept the hammer towards Lothar without stopping.

"Everything I do, no matter how violent......"

"Bell!" The Hammer of Doom is blocked by the Grand Royal Sword.

"How cruel ......"

"Boom!" The hammer grazed Lothar's body and slammed it to the ground, shaking up a lot of dust.

"It's all about making my people better—"

"Bell~" The hammer of destruction was once again blocked by the Great Royal Sword, and Lothar stared at Orgrim with a distorted face with his helmet eyes exposed.

"So you're coming to invade our world?!!"

Lothar threw her head back, then slammed into Orgrim's head, kicking Orgrim out of the way while he was dizzy.

"So you can destroy my homeland and slaughter my people at will?!!!"

For a long time, the fall of Stormwind and the death of Ryan had caused Lothar to suffer from pain, but in order to recover Stormwind and repel the invasion of the orcs, he buried this pain deep in his heart, and now, Orgrim is telling the 'greatness' of the tribe with great righteousness, and the anger that has accumulated in Lothar's heart erupts like a volcano.

For the first time, the Generalissimo's face, which had always been kind and majestic, twisted, and angry flames danced in his eyes. Lothar clenched the Great Royal Sword in both hands and slashed at Orgrim, he wanted to use the head of the tribal chief to pay tribute to the people who had lost their lives by the orcs, and to avenge his king with his blood.

Carl looked at Lothar, who was dancing the great royal sword like a madman, and said that honest people can't be provoked the most, and honest people start a fire that is terrible, Carl has almost never seen this steady knight get angry, but now the scene in front of him made him believe that sentence.

"Sir is going to be fine, is he?" Marcus and Reginald were right behind Carl, and when they saw Karl with a smile on his face, they voiced their concerns. The two of them have been following Lothar to fight, and have experienced almost every battle Karazan has fought here, and they are no longer the hairy boys they were at the beginning, and they naturally know that once they lose their minds in battle, it will become extremely dangerous, to the enemy, but also to themselves.

"Don't worry, Jazz is sober!"

Karl replied disapprovingly, seeing that although Lothar's attacks were frenzied, they were not disorderly, each attack was directed at Orgrim's vital point, and several times almost hit the great chief of the tribe, the only thing that worried Carl was how long Lothar's state could last, after all, not everyone had the physical strength of Carl.

Lothar's stamina had plummeted, and Orgrim was no better. The two had already had an equally fierce battle before this, and although they had regained a little stamina after a break in between, in such a fierce battle, that bit of stamina had been lost with the wielding war hammer and broadsword.

The two approached again, and Orgrim punched Lothar in the chest, and the loss of physical strength made it too late for the Generalissimo to dodge the not quick punch, which caused a dent in Lothar's breastplate, which made him lose his balance and stand unsteadily.

Orgrim seized the opportunity, and before Lothar could gain a foothold, the Great Chief of the Tribe took a small step back, picked up the Hammer of Destruction in his hand, and slammed it down with the last of his strength.

In the exclamation of Tulayan and the Alliance soldiers, Lothar raised the Great Royal Sword without the slightest panic and gathered all his strength on the sword.

Carl smiled.

Kenoz laughed too. He even took out a glass of rum and toasted it to the two in the fight, ready to drink it all.

Then, his smile froze on his face, and he didn't notice that the gorgeous wine glass in his hand had fallen, and he looked at the scene in a daze, his face full of incredulity.

"It can't !!"

In the 'history' he knew, Orgrim smashed the hammer at Lothar, and Lothar raised the Great Royal Sword to block, and then the Great Royal Sword, known as the Holy Sword, suddenly shattered, and the Hammer of Doom slammed into Lothar's helmet, ending his glorious life.

However, now......

- The sword did not break, and Lothar even used the power of the Hammer of Destruction to roll to the other side of Orgrim, and when Orgrim came to his senses and turned around, the sharp blade of the Great Royal Sword had already pierced Orgrim's chest.

The black plate armor had long been stripped off by Orgrim, and the Great Royal Sword pierced into Orgrim's chest like slicing tofu, a trace of pain flashed across the face of the Great Chief of the Tribe, blood began to spill from his mouth, and he let out an unwilling roar, and with the last of his strength, he smashed the hammer of destruction into Lothar's head.

But the power was lost with the blood, and the hammer of destruction struck Lothar, who was also powerless, and instead of hitting his head, it slammed into his left shoulder, and the sound of metal deformation and bone shattering was clear to everyone present.

"Damn it!"

An annoyed voice suddenly sounded above the battlefield, and Lothar, who was already out of strength, was hit hard by a force and flew out.

Carl quickly appeared in the air, caught Lothar, and the golden light immediately surged on Lothar's body, healing his many wounds, Carl's eyes were red, and the scorching rays shot out of his eyes, easily cutting the deformed armor on Lothar's body, but not hurting Lothar at all, his mastery of heat rays has become more and more proficient.

Giving the unconscious Lothar to Tulayan, who carefully caught Lothar, Uther's face flashed with hesitation, and then he was replaced by firmness, and quickly ordered the silver hand to surround the generalissimo, and the weapons and bodies of the paladins suddenly shone with bursts of light, staring at the soldiers of the tribe with fierce eyes.

Kenoz, dressed as a blood elf, fell in front of Orgrim, and the great chief of the tribe was pierced through the chest, and he was glad that Lothar was in a hurry to draw his sword, although the great royal sword pierced Orgrim's chest, but it only grazed his heart and penetrated it, and Orgrim was still saved. (To be continued.) )