Facing Kilgardan again this time, Zuifeng has a new experience. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the last battle, Kil'Gardan did not hesitate to show weakness to the enemy in order to calculate the prophet Velon. Under the dual restrictions of the Draenor space and the Holy Light Circle, the fraudsters only showed the strength of the first demigods, and the result was that they were surrounded and beaten by a group of legendary and epic powerhouses led by Lothar.

However, Drunken Wind found that once he chose not to use a conspiracy to attack Velen with a false pretense, Kil'Gardan, who used brute force, was actually even more difficult to deal with.

Although he only came to Draenor with only half of his body, Kil'Gardan's momentum had reached the peak of the demigod at this time - Drunken Wind felt that he was already stronger than the most powerful of the four gods, the White Tiger Snow Fury!

Without waiting for the drunken wind to sigh, as soon as Kilgardan raised his hand, a large shadow arrow flew densely over.

The four of them dodged the attack of the Shadow Arrow Rain in confusion, and just after they regained their footing, there was another large Shadow Arrow Rain - since they chose to use brute force, Kil'Gardan would simply crush it!

Unscrupulous crushing!

Shadow arrows that covered the sky, and a rain of flames that rolled down. Drunken Wind believed that if it weren't for the protection of the summoning circle on the ground, it was estimated that the ground would also be in a sea of fire at this time.

"Mole ants! Did you think you could win? Then I'll show you the true strength of the fraudsters! ”

What could be more embarrassing? An incomparably powerful spellcaster, casting spells unscrupulously in front of you, and you have nothing to do with him.

"Khadgar! You're a mage, can you find a way to interrupt him? A magic countermeasure or something? Lothar asked Khadgar as she dodged the rain of arrows.

"I'd like to interrupt!" Khadgar was also very annoyed by this style of play, "But the shadow elements around him are too dense, I can't counter it at all, and the arcane energy I control will quickly escape once it gets close to him!" ”

"Paladin, let's sanction or something, I see that Tulayan has used this hand, quite a good interruption technique!" Lothar turned to look at the Draenei Paladin, "Will the Light be able to break through his barrier?" ”

"I'm sorry, sir." Marrad dodged a flying meteorite, "No, the difference in strength between me and him is too great, even with the help of the Holy Light, I can't sanction him." ”

"What about the drunken wind? Aren't you pretty good at dealing with spellcasters? Reluctantly, Lothar began to turn to drunken wind.

"Don't think about it, look at Kil'Gardan's figure! Half of my body is almost twenty meters high, do you still expect me to jump more than ten meters to give him a throat in the rain of arrows? Drunken Wind simply declined the offer, "What's more, do you see him casting spells and need to chant?" A single gesture is enough! ”

"Damn, why is this guy so strong?!" At this moment, even Lothar began to get irritable, "He made it clear that he would not let us interfere with his coming, once he really came, we would all be finished!" ”

"Wait a minute, you're right, Sir Lothar!" Khadgar suddenly thought of a solution, "We don't need to defeat him at all, we just need to stop his coming!" ”

"I know it too!" Drunken Wind rolled his head—and rolled his eyes by the way, "How can you stop him if you don't defeat him?" ”

"Did you defeat Deathwing, then?" Khadgar asked rhetorically, "Didn't you banish him the same?" ”

Right! Hammer of Kazgros! Drunken Wind slapped his head hard.

Drunken Wind finds himself in a misguided way of thinking - after the Supreme Ridge hears about Hune Kaolin's deeds, he uses this weapon as a special item for banishing Deathwing. Especially after banishing Deathwing, in the subconscious of Drunken Wind, the hammer of Kazgros has completed its mission.

After being alerted by Khadgar, Drunken Wind found the hammer.

"I'll do it!"

As if he was afraid that Drunken Wind would not give it, Lothar simply threw the sword of the Great Royal Knight, which had been with him for many years, to Kilgardan - if Drunken Wind did not give Lothar the hammer, Lothar would have no weapons to use.

Drunken Wind could only reluctantly hand over the hammer of Kazgros: "Lothar, be careful, there is a huge price to pay for using this hammer - if you don't have enough strength, you need life!" ”

Lothar laughed.

At this time, the old male lion of Stormwind City no longer knew where to throw his helmet, his white hair fluttered in the wind in the shadow storm, and the armor on his body had already been shattered in the battle, revealing the strong muscles, cut by the space.

"I'm an old man, and my life is worthless! Over the years, I grew up with Ryan and Medivan, and the three of us vowed to revitalize Stormwind together, so Ryan chose politics, I chose warriors, Medivan chose mages, and we embarked on different paths. ”

"I thought that the cunning Ryan would be the last of us to die, but now I didn't expect that I, a warrior who only knows Chong Chong, will survive to the end!"

"Stormwind is almost halfway through rebuilding now, right? Varian's kid was still young, but he had a bit of his father's momentum. Tulayan grew up very fast, and I wasted a great deal of effort to dig him up from Lordaeron - he promised me that I would have a child named Lothar in the future, and I have no regrets now! ”

Lothar, who had picked up the hammer of Kazgros, quietly looked at the demon in front of him who was venting his anger wantonly, and showed a smile of relief.

"Now, I can finally step down from my responsibilities as a commander, as a regent, and get back to my own path."

"Once upon a time, everything I did was for Stormwind."

"Now that I've come to Draenor and seen more, I'm now—"

"All for Azeroth!"

"Charge!"

……………………

Somehow, while charging, Lothar suddenly remembered the righteous words of the Guardian Egwene when he faced the Demon King Sargeras in the opera that Medivan had watched when he was a child.

"Your life is incomparably long, so you will not understand the incomparably preciousness of life!"

"You have great contempt for mortals, so you can't believe that mortals are wireless!"

"You have a thirst for power, so you can't understand what it really means!"

- Demon, you can't defeat me!

The heavy hammer of Kazgros smashed into Kil'Gardan with Lothar's vigor, and the decemer was surprised to find that his shadow shield could not completely block the hammer, and the shock was transmitted along the shield to Kil'Gardan's body, causing his next wave of fire rain summoning to fail, and on this hammer, Kil-Gardan finally felt a great threat.

The kind of predator-like threat.