Stormwind God

Fear poured into his mind like a tide, or a malicious robber, opened the door of Duke's atrium fiercely, and broke in wantonly.

Duke's breathing was quick, and his pupils enlarged.

However, he just turned a deaf ear to the rapid warning of the system elf.

A lot of desperate and heartbreaking scenes came to mind in Duke's mind, such as those terrible white skeleton soldiers in horror movies, wielding rusty machete at once.

Another example is walking on the side of a small river, suddenly being dragged into the river by a huge black octopus, and struggling in the cold river water, but to no avail.

Duke struggled to get rid of this terrible illusion of this scene, but this deep illusion of fear from deep memory has completely dominated Duke's five senses. Whether it is sight, hearing, smell, taste, or touch, they are all real feelings.

This feeling of horror easily disturbed Duke's thoughts. He felt that his energy was depleted, and his brain was aching like pain, and I did n’t know when, from the frontal horn to the neck to the back, the whole body seemed to fall into the water It was soaked out, soaked.

Seeing Duke clumsily dancing, the orcs who had just eaten a chuckle burst into laughter.

The most admired by orcs who adore force are heroic warriors.

They instinctively hate the caster, but respect enough the shamans in the Horde, and even these newborn warlocks.

I thought this was another gorgeous feast of warlocks.

The mage, who was supposed to be controlled by fear, would ridiculously run under the orc's axe, taking a note of his thin body.

However, the situation changed suddenly.

The mage's hands, which should have disappeared, kept their onslaught and threw a lot of javelins.

Unfortunately, the seemingly invincible javelin tactics were lost.

The orc warlock actually took out an axe, and clanked all the threatening javelins. If Duke is still awake, he must be awakened: Before becoming a Warlock of the Shadow Council, almost all orc warlocks were formerly shamans-shamans who could play and cast spells.

Compared to the simple orc warrior, the shaman is a generalist in the tribe.

Duke's strange response also puzzled Warlock Bartha. He really didn't understand how Duke, who had fallen into chaos in his fear spell, manipulated those mage's hands.

Obviously, the hands of these wizards remain relatively independent.

Numerous purple-blue radiances were shot from the mage's hand, and the barrage of arcane missiles hit the orc warlock while he was casting.

What the system elves didn't predict was that the spell shot by the mage's hand actually bounced off after hitting the orc warlock's black robe, and then disappeared.

Spells are occult and energetic.

As high-level mystery can suppress low-level mystery, more low-level and low-energy-density arcane missiles are rejected and rejected by the evil dark energy around the sorcerer's body.

"Host! Host! Wake up quickly! Little I can't carry it! Wow!" The system elf shouted in Duke's spiritual world.

"Cowardly human, I don't know how you counterattacked in fear, but it's over! Let's die —" the orc warlock roared in orc language, and raising his hand was a [dedication [Sacrifice] cast spell.

With the flames of destruction, the evil demon power spread endlessly in all directions. This power not only infected those orcs who had already inhaled the blood of the demon, making them more violent and bloodthirsty.

It also affected Duke.

Suddenly, Duke felt underestimated.

Belittled by a guy who he only regarded as an experience monster.

His mental state was so bizarre that he didn't even notice the system prompts.

"Stimulated by the power of an unknown demon, you triggered a negative soul state—the [arrogance] of the Seven Deadly Sins. Your words and actions will be out of control, and you and the enemies affected by your [arrogance] power will disdain to use any defense method. Of all the attack methods, you will automatically choose the strongest one. If any party kills the opponent, it will double the morale blow to the enemy. Your immune morale is reduced, and you will automatically receive the effect equivalent to [Reckless Curse]. Will run away and be immune to fear. "

"Ha-" Duke was shocked, and the orc warlock discovered in amazement that all the flames of destruction that had been burning Duke's body were gathered by Duke.

Duke suddenly lifted his hood, and in the eyes of the orc, a white-haired and white-bearded old man with a arrogant and arrogant expression, his mouth was raised high.

Duke spoke, a bizarre language that was neither human nor orc.

Both sides can understand.

This should be some kind of spiritual communication beyond body language.

"Listen! Green-skinned bastards, my name is Gaijia! A hundred-handed death Gaijia!"

"The world of Azeroth is the playground of Uncle Ben, without your ugly monsters involved."

"Tell you, I have killed Gul'dan's back-end boss Kil'jaeden countless times! Gul'dan is a fart!"

"Give me wherever you want to go back! Otherwise, I will tell you what is regret and despair."

Some words blasted over, and the orcs were stunned. Who is Kil'jaeden, they don't know, but Gul'dan's power is almost clear to every orc.

This thin human actually said, ‘Gul'dan is a fart? ’After a brief shock, the orcs roared angrily.

But Duke's arrogance was not diminished. He raised his chin high and looked down at the tens of thousands of orcs with the gaze.

Gul'dan's power comes from the devil, and precisely from Kil'jaeden. This is a top secret. Not even many warlocks in Gul'dan's Shadow Council know it.

The warlock in front of him was just one. He stretched out a strong arm and grabbed a chief near him: "The arrogant guy gave me this, and you let your people do not."

In the current tribe, the chief warrior is a black hand. But as long as the chief of the mind knows, real power is actually in the hands of Gul'dan and its Shadow Council. The chief nodded and snarled at the men below.

Suddenly there was silence!

"Cowardly man! I will tell you now, Baltha Gallon, that the power of destruction is terrible!"

Duke raised one hand and ticked with his index finger: "Come!"