Kenoz ignored the dazed Orgrim, and suddenly drew the Great Royal Sword, and blood suddenly gushed out like a fountain, and under the impatience of the tribal soldiers, Kenoz's hand flashed with a yellow light, and the light flew to Orgrim's chest, and the wound of the Great Chief of the Tribe was healing rapidly...... No, it shouldn't be said to be healing, it should be said to be a return to the state before the injury.

This is the magic of time?!!!

Karl didn't stop Kenoz, this was what he expected, Bronze Dragon, you guy who was lying behind the scenes and got his head in the water finally willing to show up head-on!

"Why?" Kenoz glanced at the Grand Royal Sword, which had been secretly cast by himself with time magic, which would accelerate the loss of the sword's lifespan, and even the burst of magic would make it vulnerable at a certain moment, and this moment was the moment when Kenoz had seen Lothar use his sword to block the hammer of destruction dropped by Orgrim in the rest of the timeline.

However, he found that the magic above was just a disguise, and the real structure of the magic had been destroyed, so everything made sense, the time magic had failed, and it was reasonable that the Great Royal Sword had not broken as expected.

"Hahaha-" The others were confused by Kenoz's questioning, but Carl understood it all too well, and laughed in the face of Kenoz's angry questioning.

It was a few minutes before Carl stopped laughing.

"If no one knows, they can't do it unless they do!" Carl sneered and stared at Kenoz, "You think you've done it seamlessly?" Do you think that you can fool everyone with the lies that the Holy Sword can't deal with noble people? ”

Carl jerked his finger at Orgrim, who had recovered from his wound but was standing on the sidelines, gasping for breath and regaining his strength.

"Is he a noble man? Ask yourself if he thinks he is noble! Amusing! Carl mercilessly accused Orgrim, perhaps he was a hero in the eyes of the orcs, but his hero, my enemy, in the eyes of the Alliance, Orgrim was undoubtedly a sinner of war, and he was not worthy of the word noble.

"The Great Royal Sword is a noble sword, but that's because its owner is a noble person, and the power of the holy sword is also awakened because of that great man, you think that with your little trick, you want to take others for fools......"

Karl sneered, and Kenoz's face changed as if it had changed, a flash of shame flashed across his face, and his jewel-like eyes full of anger stared at Karl deadly.

"Want to know when we saw through it?"

Kenoz tried his best to resist a reflexive nod, and looked coldly at Carl without speaking, but his intention could not be clearer.

Carl certainly wouldn't tell him that this was the scenario he knew when he was playing the game, and that he had guessed the result.

As early as a month ago, Carl told Lothar that his sword was a little abnormal, and Lothar, who knew that Carl had some special abilities, chose to believe Carl without hesitation, Carl called Crassus, and the red dragon, who was disturbed to communicate with the queen, although he was a little dissatisfied, but who made him owe Carl a favor.

Crassus examined the Great Royal Sword and discovered the existence of time magic, which could only be performed by one creature - the Bronze Dragon. Lothar had no doubts about Crassus's conclusions, he was just shocked at why the bronze dragon was so calculating himself.

After Karl and Crassus explained what the bronze dragon had done, Lothar had some understanding that he had seen countless visions in Karazhin, and those visions must have been reflections of some timeline. At Karl's insistence, Crassus carefully destroys the structure of the time magic, rendering it useless and not visible to the caster.

"Crassus—!" Kenoz gritted his teeth and said, the Bronze Dragon has a bad relationship with the other dragons, but the Red Dragon is undoubtedly the one with the best relationship, but he didn't expect that the friendliest dragon friend ruined his plan.

Crassus, who was with the Queen, didn't know that he had been sold by Karl completely, and even if he knew, he could only blame him except for anger, but it was useless.

"You've won, Carl Sunset!" Kenoz had an unwilling expression, and his mouth spat out words almost word by word. "However, the generalissimo of the alliance must die, this is the arrangement of fate, it is a long-established timeline, and no one can stop it!"

Kenoz's words sent waves through the Union soldiers.

The Union soldiers didn't know which onion this guy was in front of them, but with this guy's contemptuous eyes and tone, they even justifiably threatened that the generalissimo they loved must die!

Nima, don't say that your uncle can't bear it, even your aunt can't look at it directly. Even Uther, the lightbringer and the embodiment of justice, clenched the hammer in his hand, bursts of golden light lingering on the hammer, ready to strike at any moment.

The soldiers of the Alliance began to be agitated with anger, their weapons waving incessantly, staring at Kenoz eagerly, as if they were ready to fight desperately to protect the Generalissimo!

Karl looked at Kenoz with the eyes of an idiot, are the dragons' brains so funny, or are the dragons used to being high, and humans are not much stronger than ants in their eyes, and they can be kneaded by them at will.

With a wave of his hand, the restless soldiers immediately quieted down, Karl's reputation as the god of war has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the soldiers, if the marshal is the leader who leads them to protect and regain their land, and is loved and respected by them, then Karl is the god of war who personally led them to defeat powerful enemies, for Karl, they are a fanatical worship, a kind of invincible faith!

"Someone will die today, but it won't be Lord Marshal!" Carl looked at Orgrim with cold eyes.

Kenoz suddenly frowned: "I won't let you kill him, he can't die now!" You mortals, you don't understand what the timeline means......"

"Enough!" Karl shouted loudly, "Who do you think you are? The god of fate? I don't care what your so-called timeline is, I only know that even mortals, their fate is determined by themselves, everything they do is their own consequences, and you have no right to decide their life and death. Your so-called timeline is nothing more than what you think is a possibility, and what is happening now is history......"

Kenoz's face sank, he didn't want to be involved in the mortal war if he could, but now he was caught in it.

"Good!" Kenoz sneered, "I admire your courage, Carl Sunset. But do you think you're strong enough to stop me? ”

Karl didn't bother to speak again, and directly expressed his determination with his actions.

Suddenly appeared in front of Kenoz, and the fist slammed into Kenoz with an air-piercing explosion.

But hit a short.

There was a ripple rolling, and Kenoz's figure suddenly disappeared. Carl was not surprised, the red cloak flickered and disappeared before everyone's eyes.

"Bang!"

There was a sudden deafening noise in the sky, and everyone raised their heads, only to see a huge yellow dragon floating in the air, covering the sky and the sun, and floating in front of him was the god of war worshiped by the soldiers of the alliance, and now, even some warriors of the tribe have some reverence for Karl.

The strong, no matter what race they are in, will be involuntarily respected and worshipped by people.

Carl easily dodged Kenoz's grasp and slammed his fist into the top of the bronze dragon's head like a falling meteor, and Kenoz's massive form swayed in the air as if he was drunk, falling for some distance before settling his form.

But Karl's attacks were like waves of the ocean, not giving Kenoz the slightest chance at all, he knew that time magic and space magic could be said to be the most difficult and powerful spells in magic, and once Kenoz came to his senses, it would be his turn to suffer.

With Carl's breakthrough, his strength has grown rapidly, already exceeding 100 tons, this strength may not be a big deal for a demigod like Deathwing, but the Kenoz in front of him is obviously not enough to withstand the constant blows of this power.

The bronze dragon's jaws gaped open before he could breathe, and Karl's fist smashed into him like a meteor shower, allowing Kenoz to cast his spell flawlessly.

"Boom!"

Carl's full fist slammed into Kenoz's back, the bronze dragon could no longer stabilize its body, its wings dragged weakly behind its back, and smashed into the ground with a roar, and the smoke and dust that rolled up made the soldiers of the Alliance and the Horde retreat. (To be continued.) )