Stormwind God

Chapter 1356: Sore nose

The comparison of the strength of the alliance with the tribe has long been disproportionate. Woking couldn't imagine how cohesive the tribe would lose Grom, Kane and Thrall in one breath. Perhaps the tribe is not yet destroyed, or there may be new tribal heroes standing out to lead the tribe. In any case, the decline of the tribe will be inevitable.

If there is another big event similar to the impact of the swarm, maybe the tribe will have to ‘join’ the alliance again.

The orcs in the old tribe had to be forced to wear slave collars because of defeat.

This time, the tribe's warriors may have to put on their own collars of their slaves, begging for the reproduction of the race. Probably, the top of the alliance will declare that this is the integration of races. Maybe, a savvy leader like Duke will downplay the old hatred and will not put any humiliating logo on the tribe. But for tribal warriors, this The decision itself is a slave collar.

Asphyxiation, terror, restlessness, all kinds of negative emotions poured into Woking's heart.

Heroes are irreproducible.

If Duke had any way to do it without ...

Woking didn't dare to imagine it anymore.

[Dark Flash] The first landing point of the firing is far from Duke. According to Cthun's slow and clockwise sweep of 180 degrees in a semicircle, Duke only needs to lift his legs and run two steps. You can go to the safe area.

The shock of the tribal powerhouses fell into Duke's eyes, and he silently watched the scene.

Duke knows that, as the biggest core of the alliance formation, his every move will become a signal. He even said that if he ordered the tribe to be cleaned up first, most of the strong alliances would be happy to counterattack immediately, except for a few people who were just insecure, such as Tirion Fortin, and to eliminate the unstable factor of the tribe first.

Even if the Alliance and the Horde have cooperated for the third time in the battle of Scourge, Mount Hyjal and the Swarm, no one will forget the hatred of the Alliance and the Horde, even if it was drinking the blood of the devil by mistake and being malicious in the heart. A tragedy under the guidance ...

There is a reason for forgiveness, which does not mean that forgiveness will be obtained.

However, at this time and now, Duke felt a sense of sorrow.

That is the feeling of standing on the point of historical disagreement and controlling fate.

Never before has it been so clear, just one person can grasp the feelings of the fate of all tens of millions of people, even the entire planet of Azeroth.

Perhaps it is in the interest of the Alliance to let Thrall hang up here and turn the tribe into a loose sand. The alliance that annexed the Horde may be more focused and focused on the counterattack against the Burning Legion and the ancient gods. Perhaps this is exactly what Duke as a human being should do.

At this time, Duke felt ... it would be boring to do so.

The world of Azeroth, isn't it because the heroes of all generations wrote epics of war?

Isn't it because of cross-race compatibility and inclusive strategies that there are super-strong coalitions that gather hundreds of races, regardless of race, profession, age, and gender?

What if he does this?

Wouldn't it be against the torrents of the world?

Duke laughed suddenly, because he suddenly remembered his original identity: a trivial people in heaven. Since the grand dynasty can make 56 nations compatible and inclusive, why can't a leader of a small alliance with only tens of millions of people! ?

Duke was walking towards the safe zone in accordance with pre-arranged tactics.

Somehow, in the eyes of others, Duke never stepped back.

The power of fairness and love born in Duke's mind seemed to erupt at this moment, forming a standing flag in the illusory soul world.

Duke shot, even if his strength temporarily dropped to the level of the sun because Cthulne forced away the magic net and other elements, he is still a well-deserved strong here.

A longbow made of pure light appeared in his hands, and Queen Greek glanced in surprise, because the shape of the bow was so impressive that when the Scourge invaded the Sunwell, she and Duke teamed up to shoot arrows. That bow.

The slender and sharp spiral sword turned into the sharpest arrow and was put on the bowstring.

Every move of Duke is very fast, but every Ranger, including Queen Greek, sees it awkwardly. After all, Duke didn't shoot arrows, he just purely memorized, 100% of the posture that Queen Greek shot that arrow that day.

It is certainly elegant and efficient for female elves to use such archery poses. It is a bit terrible to replace them with rough men.

The gesture is not the point. The point is that Duke can almost master the art of archery through imitation.

Bowstring vibration!

The next moment, an arrow abruptly appeared next to the giant claw tentacles fighting with Grom and Thrall.

The golden arrow light penetrates perfectly through the gap in the crust of the giant claw. The golden arrow light tore the flesh, and the gorilla liquid separated the black void like a line, and then it turned into a full mist of blood.

After the golden spiral arrow, or the spiral sword broke the huge tentacle, made a minimum 180 degree turn in mid-air before the horrible light of [Dark Flash] touched, and then in Du Under the guidance of the gram force, fly back along the outer periphery of thosun's body in an arc.

The five people trapped couldn't help but have an idea: when did the alliance come out with an arrow god! ?

Did not have time to make them think more, the second arrow that Queen Greek demonstrated and shot herself arrived, this time it was the aiming shot that Queen Greek tried her best.

Originally, Queen Greek's attack alone was not enough. At a critical moment, a claw popped out of the Emerald Dream and made a fierce fill.

Kane's giant claw tentacles fell by a second.

"Go!" Duke screamed, coming from afar.

"Speak lightly ..." Grom groaned infrequently.

Yes indeed! How to go? [Broken muscles] on the five people have at least three seconds, but it takes only one second for Cthun's big move to sweep.

Just then, they were surprised to find that the ground under their feet had become ice cubes.

The next moment, the ice bounced abruptly. They seemed like marbles flying by springs, and they flew out of the safe zone as they flew through the clouds.

The strong men on both sides caught the five men flying.

"Hadulum!" Cried Queen Greek.

"Great Chief !?" Woking had infinite surprises.

Duke's shot shows his attitude. Not only will he not give up the two heroes who seem to be second-tier in the league, but he also intends to save Thrall, the core tribe .

Not only the Alliance, but even the Horde Powers felt the power of Duke's will.

Magni sighed as he passed by Duke, his nose was sour.

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