Stormwind God

Thirty seconds ago, Uther was blown away.

Perhaps it can be said that he was out of control and had a mantis arm blocking the car, but in order to implement justice, from the high altitude to his beating, Uther had no regrets.

"Holy light! If you hear my prayer, please respond to me! Please punish the deadliest dragon in the world!" He seemed to hear the call in his heart, when he fell in the sky, Uther saw a shining azure portal.

Mage?

Who is so brave and actually transmitting in mid-air?

Isn't he afraid that [slow fall] is not easy to use and fell down in the air and broke a broken body?

The next moment, he saw the crazy mage.

Duke!

Sure enough, only he has this courage!

Uther has seen so many wizards. Only Duke has completely subverted his impression of the mysterious.

Brave! Fearless! sacrifice! justice!

Those qualities that are unique to the most devout paladin are all seen in this young man who was supposed to hide behind and safely release magic.

"Sure enough, only such young people can hope for the future of mankind!"

Uther looked at it in such a large font, and when Nesario became as small as a fist in his vision, he saw Duke punch a magic punch on the black dragon's cheek, and then the four The guardian dragon swarmed up.

"That's ... then I have no regrets!" Uther closed his eyes.

It's a thousand meters high.

Uther had no means to save himself.

Not even [Holy Shield].

Because [Holy Shield] can prevent any damage from directly hitting the Paladin, but it cannot offset the terror from the sky. The impulse of falling from a height of 1,000 kilometers cannot bear even the most tyrannical dragon, let alone the mere mortal body, falling into a meat sauce is an inevitable result.

One second.

Two seconds.

Five seconds.

Uther instinctively felt something wrong, it was ... the voice?

When Uther opened his eyes again in amazement, he saw his arms folded on his legs, and Duke, facing the ground, was approaching him at a faster descent speed than he was.

"How is this possible !?" Uther lost his voice.

Of course, he would not know what gravity acceleration is, nor would he know that a human body with its limbs spread out parallel to the ground would have greater air resistance when falling, and the falling speed would decrease.

Duke was getting closer and closer. When Duke approached Uther 50 meters, he suddenly extended his hand.

The next second, Uther felt that he was surrounded by a strange little tornado, and the speed of falling suddenly dropped.

The plunge that almost jumped out of the heart turned lightly down.

Is this [slow fall]?

Do not! This should be some unknown force.

Either way, I seem to ... survive.

"Thank Holy Light!"

At the moment Uther was rescued, he shouted that he was thankful for the light, and Duke almost dispelled him.

"Thank Shengguang? I'm the one who saved you, okay!" Duke yelled.

"I thank you too, but it is definitely the will of the light that I can survive."

Duke patted his forehead: "I really blew the dog."

Suddenly he understood why the power of the light of the guy Uther was so amazing. In a sense, the strongest Paladin is also mentally ill with deep delusion!

A glance at the distance from Uther to the bottom of the dry lake, um, there are still 20 meters. If Uther fell down like this, it is estimated that he would fall to seven-eighths, right?

Suddenly, Duke exclaimed, "No! Magic is out of order!" After that, he lifted the storm power from Uther.

The Saint-Gladier, who was radiating golden light, fell from a height of about 7 stories.

"Bang!" The aggressive Uther fell into the ice on the bottom of the lake like this.

Oh! This picture is so beautiful!

The shameless Duke was surviving in the air.

Surprisingly, Uther, the strongest paladin who was said to have beaten Xiaoqiang, climbed up, spit out his blood, looked up at Duke, and took it seriously: "Although thank you very much for your life-saving grace I also admire your courage and command level very much, but your level of magic seems to be improving. "

This is not ridicule or mockery, this is Uther's solemn advice to Duke!

I rely on lean on!

Duke ate a fly-like expression.

Sure enough, religious zealots are all neuropathy. Compared with neuropathy, IQ will only pull your IQ to the same level as him, and then defeat you with rich experience.

"Nima, fortunately you are not a mixed storm city."

Duke admired Uthul's character. As the benchmark of the noblest character of an era, Uther is well deserved. But whether to be friends with him or play happily is another matter.

Slowly descended to Uther, Duke finally let out a smile: "Triumph, Uther, let's all together?"

"Okay!" The big hand in white and silver armour clasped Duke's hand tightly.

"When you can shake hands, please don't use that hard."

"Uh, sorry."

Triumph, this time it is true, triumph in various senses.

Despite the twists and turns, and despite the unpleasant episodes, in any case, the fall of an evil dragon that has harmed the world for thousands of years is a good thing.

When Duke and Uther came up from the bottom of the frozen lake to the shore, the whole city of Lordaeron was boiling.

"You guys are great!"

"Good job! You are truly heroes!"

"Long live Duke the Dragon Slayer!"

"Long live the Lightbringer Uther!"

Who deserves hundreds of thousands of people to cheer for him?

Who can ignore national borders and ignore races to be worshipped by people all over the world?

Throughout history, only one person can enjoy such treatment.

Such people are called heroes!

When Nesario's acid enveloped the city, all mortals were powerless;

When the evil dragon that easily crashed the walls of hundreds of meters was about to escape;

When wickedness fails and righteous people worry that they will be retaliated in the future;

Who is it that blocked the terrifying black dragon king beyond this world?

Uther

Duke Marcus

Some kings are ten years in the digits, and their names may not be recorded in history books.

Some heroes fight tens of seconds, but history books are destined to have a very heavy page.

This is the hero!

As a mortal, but a hero who transcends the feats of the world!

"Duke!" Windysa rushed out of the city, and Aurelia rushed.

Sylvanas watched quietly behind her. She suddenly realized that, like her sister, it was really difficult to find a hero who surpassed Duke as a companion! It's hard! (To be continued.).

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