Chapter 1972: Let's Show Your Face!

Beside him, Duke, who caught a glimpse of this scene, was also sighing secretly.

A true hero knows whether he is strong or weak, whether he is high or low, whether he is high or low, whether he is of race or age

In the face of a strong enemy that cannot be warned, maybe 99.99% of people will be cowards for a lifetime, but there will always be one in 10,000 people who will stand up.

Such a person is often called a hero by the world.

In Duke's memory, it turns out that Nazgo appeared as a small soldier in Wrath of the Lich King, and then in Cataclysm he was a legionnaire equivalent to the Knight Captain of the Alliance), and finally became the general of the expeditionary force at the point in time of the Pandaria Mystery, and can also be said to be the leader of the expeditionary force.

Some of the players who played with Duke before the crossing also mixed with the Horde.

Especially in Pandaria, all kinds of missions, all kinds of encounters, all kinds of boats, all kinds of airships, all kinds of sunken, but General Nazgorin is a real hero. This warrior has stabbed all kinds of Louzi and begged the heroes to clean up the mess, but at the critical moment, he showed the courage, ability and wisdom of a warrior.

It is no exaggeration to say that Nazgorin's entire experience constitutes the inspirational story of an ordinary orc soldier who grows step by step into a tribal general in his own right.

In fact, Duke knew that General Nazgolin, like Woking, had the same understanding of the tribe as he didn't have any different understanding, but the path was different - the reason why he said this was because he had a reference by his side - Malkorok.

Whereas Malkorok is a traditional orc brainwashed by the Brainless Roar, they believe that any orc of any race, including any other clan, except Kukalo, is a pariah, and General Nazgorin treats every companion he has fought with as a companion and a great warrior to grow up with.

Look at Nazgorin, who is still human, and compare it to the army of orcs who are almost all crazy, and how difficult it is to maintain such sanity if they can still refuse to use the power of Ashaji.

At one point, Duke had a hard time understanding why Nazgorin continued to follow the already crazy Garrosh even though he was sober, only to learn later that Garrosh had a good understanding of him.

For all sentient and righteous orcs, it is impossible to betray and appreciate their benefactors.

Nazgorin reminded Duke of Grom.

In order to repay his kindness, Grom did not hesitate to abandon his status as a tribal hero and become his Duke's exclusive heroic spirit after his death. Even when the Alliance and the Horde were at war, and it was his son who the Alliance was about to defeat, Grom was silent.

Duke knew that if it was his order, Grom would definitely face Garrosh with an axe.

Duke didn't do that, because it would be too cruel for a truly respectable warrior.

It is the Father's fault that the Son does not teach.

But how can a father who has been cut off from his way back and has had to wander in another world for more than ten years fulfill his duty of teaching?

It was because he knew Nazgolin's deeds that if there was a tribal rebel this time, Nazgorin would even entrust all his hopes for the future of the tribe to his trusted compatriots.

For a general who has already done this, Duke can only evaluate him as an absolutely respectable figure!

Sometimes I feel sad for the tribe, it's not that the tribe doesn't work hard, but the alliance has him, Duke, the boss of the hanging.

In contrast, the requirements for Saarland cannot be too high. It is impossible to blame Nazgorin for anything, after all, Nazgorin is only a rising star of the tribe, and it is already very remarkable to be able to do this.

After catching a glimpse of Nazgorin's fall, Duke drifted far away and said a word to Tirio and the people around him.

"The Coalition will bury Nazgorin!"

This decision comforted Tirio and other upright people.

But the brainless roar was unhappy, and he scolded: "The warriors of the tribe, even if they die, they will only return to the land of their ancestors, and this group of alliance pigs is not qualified to desecrate the remains of the tribal warriors!"

Belch!

His words made the alliance bigwigs flutter for a moment, and suddenly burst into laughter.

Your sister!

What did you just throw out?

"Whew!" The axe made of whirling shadow energy tore through the atmosphere, apparently aimed at Duke. That's a blasphemous weapon!

The blasphemous weapon created by refining and shaping with the power of the sub-extreme was empty, and exploded directly in the place where Duke was a tenth of a second ago⊥ and the violent explosion produced a storm of shadow energy, and all within 30 yards of the surrounding area were affected.

Duke used the flash lightly to make his body appear in another place, and a chuckle tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Blasphemy? I'm sorry! No one has blasphemed their ancestors more than you." O Garrosh, your father is grieving, and your fathers are weeping!"

"Don't mention my eggless father!" another slam from the brain-dead roar. He stretched out his left hand and shook it in the void.

A dark attack full of negative emotions was unleashed.

Grip of Despair!

This contains a double stunt of mental shock and shadow energy, and even if you don't die under the raging shadow energy, you will be destroyed by endless negative mental emotions.

In the ancient war between the Titans and the Elder Gods, hundreds of guardians of the same level as Alexstasa were directly destroyed and became the existence of the walking dead.

Duke was not at all interested in this trick of self-abuse, and another trick flashed, this time Duke appeared thirty meters behind the brain-dead roar.

For the powerful mage, if you don't stop their almost endless teleportation, then there is no need to fight this journey at all. For ordinary mages, flashing requires a cooldown, and the more you use it, the easier it is to make mistakes, after all, flashing is a kind of spatial teleportation.

The more powerful the magician, the less there is such a restriction, especially on the battlefield, if the magician can arrange more subtle spatial coordinates, the warriors who rely solely on hand-to-hand combat will have no chance of winning at all, and they will definitely be controlled alive to death.

But the moment Brain Dead Roar officially absorbed the power of the Asha's heart, he was no longer a pure warrior.

His hand-to-hand combat skills are still masterful, and even more powerful is his power from Ashaji.

As soon as he raised his hand, a lump of dark power that completely affected the appearance of the city burst out from his hands, it was a corrosive vortex obtained from the blood of Ashaji!

It seems to be a warrior's whirlwind slash, but the light blade of each giant axe that is cut out has a strong dark aura. Any blade of light easily sliced through the earth, dyeing the surrounding space in a strange blue and white color.

Duke was unmoved: "Alas, 9 won't reveal your true colors?"

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