Seeing that Medivan was about to collapse in a pool of blood, Lothar stepped forward and knelt on the ground, the tough guy with gray sideburns hugging his old friend's weak and thin body.

The emerald flames in his eyes dissipated with the wind, and Medivan slowly revealed a heart-wrenching smile at Upper Lothar's concerned gaze.

"I'm sorry, I'm far more vulnerable than you think...... Because I was born a tragedy......"

The heart, which was riddled with holes, lost its last rhythm. Lothar held the corpse, which was gradually cold and stiff, with her head bowed and motionless.

Not far away, the brilliant glow of Elunis in Lanloth's hand quickly shrank under Khadgar's blank gaze, and once again pressed against his chest.

Is this the end?

Khadgar didn't know what expression to use to deal with the scene, and he managed to muster up his courage, only to find that there was no need for him in the whole process.

A deep sense of powerlessness had completely swallowed up his joy and sorrow.

Of course, he is not the only one who has such negative thoughts.

Lanlos glanced at the silent Elunis, who had been helping to kill such a powerful opponent in the past, this guy would have boasted about himself without any bottom line.

But now, Lanloth could clearly feel the melancholy of Elunis with the belt clinging to his chest.

A generation of Tianjiao, but in the end ended up like this, it's really ......

"Wonderful drama!"

The shrill applause was accompanied by annoying and angry ridicule, causing several people to turn their heads in unison, showing a look of horror very tacitly.

Before she could see the appearance of the person who came, Lothar suddenly felt a light in her arms, and when she turned around, she found that Medivan's body had turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated.

For a moment, he suddenly dawned.

At the same time, the figure walked under the candlelight with applause.

The emerald green eyes beat violently, as if to vent the joy of their owner.

"What, isn't it a surprise?" Unlike before, the current Medivan is dressed in a strong suit, and the combination of short-sleeved underwear and tight trousers perfectly presents the muscles that are stronger than Lotsa.

Yes, more robust than Lothar......

However, this is clearly not what he is. Looking at the green lines all over the other party's skin, Lan Luos's heart sank.

He knew it all too well. Unlike the runes carved by the blue dragon on his body, the demon tattoos on Medivan's body were messy and arrogant, with no fixed rules, showing his manic and chaotic temperament.

What's even more terrifying is that a pair of pitch-black horns poked out of the messy gap between the long hair, pointing straight to the sky.

Unlike the semi-physical demon form that Lanloth temporarily constructed due to the enhanced use of chaotic magic, Medivan is now a real demon!

No, he shouldn't be called Medivan, he's ......

"Sargeras!" An earth-shattering roar rose into the sky, and a furious Lothar swung his sword forward, and in the blink of an eye, he met the other party.

"Now that you know me. The smile gradually retracted, and the flame in Sargeras's eyes suddenly burned, "Why don't you obey me!"

The thick arm unleashed an explosive storm, and Sargeras slapped Quelzaram away, and his other hand grabbed the opponent's neck with precision and fierceness like a hunting viper.

Rumble!

Like grabbing a rag doll, Sargeras grabbed Lothar and smashed it into the floor before everyone could react, and the shattered rocks even flew to Lanloth's feet.

Looking at Lothar, whose entire body was embedded in the floor, Ranros's heart was half cold. This is the true power of Sargeras, and while the Titans are proficient in arcane, arcane is not the strength of the Dark Titans.

Just now, Lothar was still able to fight with Sargeras, who 'borrowed' Medivan's body, but now, the demon lord who showed his true strength was not something that a mere legend could defeat head-on.

Even if it's just a small remnant of consciousness.

"I can't help myself. Shaking his head, Sargeras didn't pay any more attention to the warrior lying in a pool of blood, and raised his feet and walked directly towards the center.

Not far away, Lanloth clutched Adruin tightly, staring at the stout figure with his bloodshot eyes.

"What's next, you?"

"Nope. Under Khadgar's disbelieving gaze, Lanros, who had hesitated for a long time, lowered his sword, "Your Excellency's reputation has spread throughout the worlds, and I am no match for you. ”

"Hah, interesting. Smiling lightly, Sargeras turned to look at him without even looking at him. This is not careless, he just doesn't care whether what this mortal says is sincere or not, the other party is too weak, so weak that he doesn't even need to deliberately guard against it.

What's more, he has more important things to do.

"What are you doing?" Khadgar said, with a-eaten expression. It's no wonder that just now he was giving himself a long speech about positive education, and now, after Lothar was killed in seconds, this elven mage actually chose to give up resistance directly?

This Nima contrast is too fast!

Lanlos didn't explain much, just stared straight at Sargeras who came to the center of the observatory. Even, I could faintly see the expectation on his face, he was expecting, looking forward to the next action of this demon lord who was feared by all worlds?

Is he crazy......

"Keep your eyes open, mortals. The loud and deep voice thundered, and Sargeras stretched out his hands towards the very center of the entire observatory, and roared with a roar of mania.

"This world is about to fall!"

The dim upwind path suddenly ushered in an extremely bright light, and all the creatures couldn't help but look up. Beneath the sky, a pillar of blue-purple light rose from the mountains, as if to pierce the night sky.

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Bang!

The crash was so dull that it made the scalp tingle, and with it, the stout body fell to the ground.

At this moment, Durotan was unrecognizable, his face was bruised and swollen, blood was constantly spilling from the fine wounds, and because it was stained with a lot of dust and mud, he looked dirty and messy.

Of course, he is not at an absolute disadvantage, and his opponent, Gul'dan, is clearly close to the limit. The demon's enhancement spell was powerful, but he didn't dare to use it openly. Being able to recover from injuries sounds like cheating, but evil spells aren't that gentle. He recovers from trauma by absorbing his own life force, and his physical strength, endurance, spirit and other internal things do not increase but decrease.

And he knew very well that in terms of hand-to-hand combat alone, Durotan's strength was definitely above him.

What made him even more uneasy was that the sudden appearance of the humans caught the tribe by surprise. Because of the fairness of the duel, the Black Hand did not go to the front line, and Orgrim's appeal was obviously insufficient, and he did not have enough prestige to lead the other clan leaders to fight in unity.

As for the Shadow Council, because of Gul'dan's absolute rule, no one in the council wants to obey anyone else's orders.

The combat effectiveness of human beings has never been weak, and although the orcs are in the base camp, they are beaten by the other party.

"Is all this your plan?" Gul'dan did not show it, despite his anxiety, and looked at Durotan who was struggling to get up from the ground, and a thought came to him that made him angry.

After a brief pause, Durotan looked up. Although the corners of his eyes were swollen, the determination revealed in those eyes made Gul'dan tremble.

The orcs were not good at defense at all, and in the face of the uniform cavalry charge of the humans, there were huge casualties in the blink of an eye, coupled with griffins, muskets, and arcane, the orcs' defense line quickly shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What's in it for you, traitor!" Guldan became, and kicked him in the face, "You're going to ruin us!"

Durotan blocked the other man's anger with his arm, but the force still caused him to lie on the ground again. He didn't speak, but got up again, staring at each other with those bright, hot eyes.

Gul'dan had just raised his feet to prepare for the pursuit, and when he met these eyes, he was stunned for a moment. He seemed to read the determination in his eyes. Even if it is death, it will drag him to hell with the resolute determination!

"The one who ruined it was not me, but you. ”

Durontan's weak voice was like a bolt of lightning that tore through Gul'dan's heart.

The scenes of being abandoned by his master came back to his mind, and the increasing desolation of Draenor continued to stimulate his nerves.

"No!" Gul'dan vented all the panic that was gradually showing signs of panic, "Under my leadership, the tribe has become more united and stronger!"

"You're not qualified to question me at all!"

"So, what is the price?" said Durontan on his elbows, looking at the other and muttering to himself.

Gul'dan gritted his teeth, his scarlet eyes as if they were about to eat people at any moment. Without further nonsense, the enraged warlock stepped forward with his fist raised.

"Huh?"

The movement froze suddenly, and Gul'dan looked at the sky with an inexplicable expression, and for a short time he was stunned, and ecstasy filled his face.

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