MTL - Stormwind God-v2 Chapter 1970 Special meaning

A fair duel is a joke. .

This is more like that the weak want to abduct by morality and require the strong to deliberately pull the fighting force to the same level as the weak. In fact, even if the true strong person lowers the energy level, he can still win through rich experience and wild fighting methods.

Different races, different ancestry, different experiences, different growth methods ... too many differences have created so many different individuals.

Can there be fairness under such a difference?

In other words, I, Dumuk, walked upright, struggling to rely on my memory, wisdom, and strength to this day and today. Why should I lose my advantage and talk with you ‘upright and upright’?

joke!

Duke's contempt, even without words, could be transmitted to the brainscream.

"You ruined my tribe, why are you **** you can steal the power of the elemental lord, but I can not use the power of the ancient **** !?" Roar of the brain snarled, while giving Duke a glowing cannon.

The horrifying mental powers lingering on the battlefield are too majestic, and you don't even need to deliberately collect them, you can make one day.

The huge and thick black energy light cannon was extremely scary almost at the beginning of firing. That diameter, there was no problem in plugging a destroyer into it.

Duke didn't take a shot, and a bling golden shadow appeared beside Duke.

The former Archbishop of the Light Alonthos Fao!

He was not happy or slow, and he just lifted a golden staff that was generally cross-shaped and had a ring on the head.

[Blessing]!

Priest's Classic Staff!

As a spirit attached to the magic net, Alonthos can arbitrarily change the appearance of his own body or equipment. This is the simplest [transfiguration]. But what he likes most is this wand that has a special meaning to the priest.

The age of the birth of this staff has special significance to him. It was the first era in which the Paladin profession he created was the most prominent.

[Blessing of blessing] The sacred light rising from the sky forms a huge hemispherical light shield, which is steadily blocked in front of Duke, so that all the pouring dark power is refracted, reflected, and dissipated in the air.

Brain Cannon doesn't know that this scene was broadcast live in the entire league and even the various participating races of the previous tribe.

Perhaps for him, strength is strength, there is no distinction between attributes and nobility, only strength and weakness.

Having always believed in the traditional notion of history written by the victors, Garrosh's way of thinking was simpler and more violent.

If he has the upper hand, then he would do nothing wrong.

Unfortunately he is not.

Without any worries, now he is full of black energy, and casually put on a move as if the wind is roaring, and the ghosts are screaming again and again, how can they be regarded as the ultimate representative of the big villain!

Originally, for the sake of justice and rules, the Alliance and the Pandaren funnyly organized a large-scale trial.

Nao Shouhou killed so many people, committed [War Crime], and also played the ancient **** Yashaji. Nao Shou Hao, who committed such a large crime, had to look at the tribe's face and was sentenced to life imprisonment. In the end, he ran away.

Such a mentally idiot behavior, please forgive Du someone can not accept.

The live showdown is actually a public trial.

Anyway, no tribe is in the way, as long as the brain screams fully show what he has done, then ‘axioms’ have arrived.

There will be no mercy, and the outcome of this trial was decided early in the morning.

Duke was just going to make a cut.

"The tribe has existed for more than thirty years, and it should be a gorgeous curtain call," Duke said lightly.

Here, the brain screamed and Duke couldn't be assured. His faithful men howled and pounced.

General Nazgorin, Malkorok, Siegemaker Hesso ... The tribal bosses who escaped the destruction of fate with the underground fortress continued to show their loyalty.

"For the tribe!" General Nazgorin yelled and rushed over.

"For the Alliance!" It wasn't his old opponent, General Taylor, who hit him. Sorry, Taylor is not good enough for this occasion. Standing in front of him was Tirion Fortin.

Tirion, often ridiculed by Duke as Galeries Lafayette, is not old enough. In his early fifties, despite his white hair, he was quite capable of playing.

Nazgorin has not been specially strengthened, he is still a pure orc warrior.

His strength comes from his experience.

Rarely, Tirion did not use his holy light that surpassed heaven and earth, poured into the ashes messenger and bombarded Nazgorin. Lafayette was more like a warrior at the moment, fighting Nazgorin with the simplest martial arts skills.

Originally talking about seniority, how could it not be Nazgorin's turn to challenge Tirion. After all, today's Alliance Chief Holy Horse, he and his Ashbringer have become one of the league's benchmarks.

Just as Duke came down and slammed the brain, this battle that was about to overthrow the tribe added special meaning to the battle.

That was the prerogative of the older generation who had directly endured the invasion of the orcs.

Rising from the Second Dark Gate War, they have become the core of the alliance, and of course, they must come to an end at the end of the tribe.

So it was Gavenlad that blocked Markorok. His wind sword became a bit weak because Queen Hitch liberated Prince Sunderland and took him under him. Gavenlad temporarily replaced the wind sword. But even with the most common warhammer, the martial arts that he has cultivated in the vertical and horizontal battlefields for thirty years can still control Malcolok.

What's more, this unscrupulous thing is ultimately inconsistent with other Silver Five Saints' ideas. After the two women failed in the night, Gavenlad obediently turned to Duke to obtain eternal life.

Now, he is more like a bug. He has an 18-year-old body and 50-year-old experience. At the same time, he can integrate the Holy Light and Thunder attack.

Rao was strengthened by Yakorki's power, but Markovok was still under pressure with a epic warhammer.

Wearing a gold plate armor, Gavenlad flashed only one side, passing Markorok's sweep by a short distance.

The next second, a hammer hit the garrison's face. The Holy Light confuses the thunder that exploded on Marcorok's huge face, and the turbulent elemental current swept across the red earth. The giant body of Malkalok was hit by the impact of this hammer for more than ten meters, only to roll over several laps in the exclamation of the Kukalon Guards members and finally stopped.

"Oh, boy, you're following the wrong boss. With that evil power guy, there won't be any good end!" Gavinlad teased.

"You ... don't know anything about the Horde" Malkorok roared angrily and rushed towards Gavenlad again.