Chapter 143: Deathwing Halfway Out
Fenreth swept the tomahawk in his hand hard, knocking Mograine back once more.
Mograini didn't attack again, his sword in both hands, he bent over and gasped for air.
Mograine was sure that this orc was stronger than all the orcs he had ever encountered, not only for his strength and skill, but also for his fearless ferocity, which he even suffered from a blow to Muradin at the cost of being hit in the left arm by a war hammer, temporarily incapacitating his combat effectiveness.
Mograine looked up and stared at Fenres, who was also gasping for air. The Thunder King Chief was covered in blood, there were enemies, more of his own, Muradin and Mograine were not ordinary people, Fenreth was completely desperate to resist the attack of the two, the price was the wounds all over his body, and a lot of physical strength flowed with the blood flowing.
"Muradin!" Karl flew over and immediately cast a powerful healing spell on Muradin, who was slashed in the shoulder and hit his head hard. Carl quickly recovered from Carl's treatment, and the wound healed rapidly.
"Thank you...... Thank you......" Muradin struggled to spit out two words.
Karl nodded at him, and turned to look at the Thunder King's chieftain, who was already at the end of his crossbow, but still stood tall and strong. Although it is known in the game that the Thunder King clan is a brave and fearless representative of the tribe, there are many capable people in the clan, and there are countless heroes who have become legends - Blox Sarufal, Varok Sarufal ......, and the Fenreth in front of him really made Carl see the courage and strength of the Thunder King clan.
Admiration is admiration, if it is the enemy, then there can only be one result.
Karl looked at Mograini, who smiled, and the glowing light began to flow through him.
"I'm my fight! Let me end it! Mograine raised his broadsword in both hands, "Orc." You are a worthy opponent, so let's fulfill the fate of this warrior! ”
Mograini began to charge. Carl noticed that Fenris's body was shaking, and the orc's eyes began to roll up and out of white gall, and Carl knew that this was a sign of physical exhaustion and lack of oxygen supply to the brain. Shook his head. Mograine is a paladin who has an advantage in protracted battles, and Karl has already thought of the end of Fenris, and he has no intention of mercy and mercy for Mograine's men.
Mograine's greatsword was already whistling and slashing at Fenres's neck, but the Thunder King Chief didn't seem to be aware of the imminent crisis at all, Mograine saw Fenrith's condition, and the greatsword seemed to pause in the air, but then continued to slash, since it was a hero. Then the heroic death on the battlefield, this is the destiny and glory of a warrior!
Seeing that the Thunder King Chief was about to be beheaded by Mograine, an invisible wave rippled in front of Fenris.
"Be careful!" Carl suddenly shouted loudly, and his figure flashed and appeared beside Mograine.
The furious energy **** out of the ripples and slammed into the shield of light cast by Carl, and Karl Mograini was knocked out like a ball.
"Bang!"
The two slammed into the mountain wall in the canyon, and countless rocks were shattered. The goddess scattered flowers and splashed all over the sky.
The shield wiped out most of the power, and Karl leapt from the shard-ground ground. Glancing at Mograini, the latter was fine, but fainted from the violent impact.
Carl then looked at the enemy who had struck him away, and suddenly his pupils shrank—it wasn't the bronze dragon unexpectedly!
"It's you?!!! Deathwing! ”
Out of the ripples came a tall figure, covered in black armor, with a look of mockery and contempt on his face. That familiar face was none other than Deathwing's humanoid incarnation, Grand Duke Presto.
"You already know who I am! Carl Sunset. Deathwing's eyes flashed. So my disobedient daughter told you? ”
Deathwing's eerie eyes looked at Onexia, who couldn't help but shudder, and was too frightened to look at his father.
Carl suddenly appears in front of Onexia, blocking Deathwing's view.
"Haha. Deathwing: You think too highly of yourself. Karl had a sarcastic smile on his face, "Do you think that if you are a human, others will not recognize you?" Naive! ”
Ignoring the grim face of the housemate, Karl taunted Deathwing, his hands behind his back kept gesturing to Danas and Khadgar to retreat.
Danas and Khadgar were shocked to see Karl's gesture at all in the shocking secret that Grand Duke Presto turned out to be the embodiment of Deathwing. Onexia clutched Carl's arm tightly, as if she would not let go.
"Presto's image is so perfect, so perfect that no one else can reach that height." Karl shook his head with a look of regret, "Even the founder of the Arathor Empire, Soladin the Great, is not as perfect as you. Something too perfect has always attracted the attention of others, admiration, worship, and of course suspicion—"
Deathwing's eyes lit up, and he seemed very interested in what Carl had to say.
"Of course, it's not impossible if you just have perfect character and conversation, but my father-in-law, you have forgotten that you, as a lord who has taken refuge, have a magic power that even the great and mages of Dalaran cannot detect. It's simply three hundred taels of silver here—"
Carl shrugged his shoulders and sighed.
"Oh, sorry! The fact that there is no silver tael here means that you try your best to cover up the truth, but the truth is more clearly exposed. ”
"I see!" Deathwing nodded abruptly, obviously thinking that Carl's statement made sense, "No wonder those guys in Dalaran don't agree to me becoming the king of Alterac anyway." ”
"So you instructed the orcs to raid Dalaran to take revenge on your personal vendettas?!" Kel'thugad, who had just arrived just in time, couldn't help but stand up and angrily confronted Deathwing.
Deathwing raised her eyelids and glanced at him, "Revenge?!" My Deathwing's revenge won't be so simple. It's just a deal I made with the orcs. I brought them to Dalaran and they fulfilled my terms - lo and behold, the orcs got what they wanted, and fulfilled their promise to me, and it was a perfect deal, wasn't it? ”
"What deal?" Kel'thugad asked.
Deathwing glanced at Kel'thugad with an idiot's eyes, not bothering to pay attention to the naïve mage. He turned his head to stare at Carl and Onexia.
"Carl, you are a very powerful human being, not only do you amaze me with your combat prowess, but you also surprise me with your intelligence! I'll give you one more chance - take refuge in me! You are the master of humanity! I'd agree with you and Onexia. ”
Carl shook his head: "I don't have any interest in ruling the world, if you like to play, play slowly, I will wish you success!" ”
With a smile, Karl suddenly turned pale and roared loudly: "The paladins of the Silver Hand obey the order, protect the mages and rangers, Furstad, and let your griffin warriors look for opportunities in the air." We're going to have a big show. ”
"Long live the Holy Light!"
"For the Alliance!"
Everyone let out a heart-rending cry, and the paladins quickly shifted, abandoning their attacks on the remaining orcs, instead protecting the mages of Dalaran and Quel'Salas behind them, while Verena led the rangers to a slightly higher ground.
Some of them had no idea about Deathwing, so they simply saw him as a formidable enemy. Most of the people who knew about Deathwing were the mages of Dalaran and the elves of Quel'Thalas, and although the name of Deathwing had already been circulating in their heads, they didn't have much fear, but a faint excitement.
"Carl?" Onexia grabbed Carl's arm and suddenly clenched it, and Carl even felt a slight pain. He patted Onexia's little hand and gave her a reassuring look and motioned for her to relax.
Deathwing quietly let the Alliance soldiers rearrange their formations there, and in his eyes, these were just ants, no matter how much they resisted and adjusted, all they needed was to spew out a breath of dragon breath to burn them to ashes.
He stared at Carl for a long time: "So, you're going to rebel against me?" ”
Karl stretched out his hands to him and shrugged his shoulders with a look like you thought.
Deathwing's face changed suddenly, the black plate armor on his body began to flow like magma, his whole body began to swell, his hands opened, darkness and flames began to wrap around his arms, and finally formed huge wings that flashed with flames. )