Stratholme God

   Chapter 244 The ecstasy of a jio (2 more)

   Good note [elbow bottom gun]!

   didn't have time to react, the next blow came.

   It was like two huge meteor hammers, glowing a strange light blue! ?

  People, after being overcast, the first reaction is often the most direct.

   The bird of fear!

   Orgrim's body moved before his brain. Visually, his right hand seemed to disappear, but in fact, his arm moved too fast, leaving a phantom.

   "Bang!" Arthas' projectile was smashed by the [Doom Hammer] volley, and the scattered Thorium metal pieces were reminiscent of Shorty's shotgun.

  Alsace is not here!

   When the hammer hit the pair of shoulder armors thrown by Arthas, Orgrim finally realized that something was wrong.

   At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

   It was only out of the corner of his right eye that he caught a glimpse of the figure who was almost touching the ground.

   Using the quick-release buckle to remove his shoulder armor and breastplate, in exchange for the maximum speed, Alsace sprints on the body and sprints like a 100-meter race on the earth, a track and field athlete uses a runner to catapult to start.

   The agility of the cheetah, and the speed of the spring that is pulled to the bottom, makes Orgrim amazed.

In the end, Orgrim only had time to turn sideways and hid his twice injured left abdomen behind him. At the same time, the muscle strength of his right arm exploded, and he forcibly stopped the hammer that came out of the wheel, and his backhand turned towards Arthas with a hammer. As long as Arthas dares to continue stabbing his left flank, he will kill Arthas!

   Unexpectedly, Arthas was not aiming at his left flank at all.

"what--"

   Heart-piercing pain came from his right ankle. Orgrim used his [Destruction Hammer] to support his body completely by instinct to maintain his balance and prevent him from falling.

  Behind him, Alsace, who was sprinting too hard, rushed five or six meters before he 'brakes' sideways, and plowed more than two meters of scratches on the ground before he stopped.

   "Humble..." Orgrim wanted to scold, but for some reason, he suddenly remembered the scene where he attacked and killed the black hand of the former Great Chief.

  Uh, could this be the legendary old yin gangster?

  Suddenly looking back, Orgrim's still fierce and expressive eyes have a complex divine light: "Who taught you this? The dignified prince of Lordaeron should not know this."

   Bean-sized beads of sweat flowed down Alsace's forehead, and slid down the wing of his nose to the tip of his chin. Only at this moment did Prince Lordaeron realize that the clothes on his back were wet and sticky in an instant.

   is too dangerous!

  Fortunately, his sword was not aimed at the opponent's abdomen, and he fully learned from Lothar's lesson and opened up enough distance. Even so, the warhammer slid over 10 centimeters above his forehead, and the aftermath of the flames that spewed out had already scorched a small strand of his hair.

   Alsace couldn't imagine what would happen if he was greedy and rash.

   calm down, Arthas said: "It was McDonald who taught me!"

   (Mystery Voice: I'm not! I don't! Don't talk nonsense!)

   Orgrim felt his completely unconscious ankle, and when he saw the charred indented gap, he knew that his right ankle was useless, and suddenly smiled bitterly: "It's him, that's all right."

   "I thought you were going to call me mean!" Arthas stood up, posing in a standard T-step confrontation.

   "Don't you think so?" Orgrim grinned, revealing a terrifying smile.

"I have felt it! But since the day Lordaeron was surrounded by your men, I have been regretting it! I hate that I am too young, and my strength, speed and agility are far from reaching the peak, and fighting head-on, I Definitely not your opponent."

   "Oh? You know your own strength very well."

Speaking of this, there was still guilt and a little cowardice when facing the strong, all of which were driven out of his mind by Arthas, his eyes firmed: "You can kill and occupy us for the survival and reproduction of the orcs. The land. I can also fight in any way and at any cost to protect my beloved father and sister. In essence, we are no different!"

   Arthas remembered what MacDonald had said—if one day, the orcs broke the walls of Lordaeron and entered the palace. Did he die standing? Or kneel to death?

   He chose 【Standing to Die】!

   What he understood was the meaning of courage.

   Then let the cold gun go, that's 【Wisdom】, right?

   Even if it is despicable, it goes against the way of chivalry. But didn't the Alliance gain advantage by relying on artillery and explosives?

   Arthas suddenly felt comfortable.

  He was comfortable, Orgrim was not.

  The Great Chief suddenly whistled, and Arthas immediately heard low and hurried footsteps from his left.

   At a glance, the two fools almost died.

   Such a big bear, no, this is a wolf king who is a circle bigger than a bear, so he threw his **** mouth open and rushed over.

   The two fools still don't know that this wolf king is actually a weakened version, and it is the child of the previous wolf king who has not fully grown. (The previous wolf king was eaten by sand sculpture players.)

  Even so, the second fool was obviously a little panicked when he faced the giant wolf for the first time.

   He is still a little tender!

   While he was panicking, Orgrim suddenly jumped over in an awkward posture similar to plucking green onions on dry land.

  The loss of his right foot does not mean that he has completely lost his ability to move. When he used his exploding right arm to slam into a pole vault, the shock it brought to the second fool was absolutely unparalleled.

   Perfect flanking!

  The two fools instinctively took a standard right rear step back based on their long-term swordsmanship training to avoid their edge.

   "Naive!" Orgrim commented coldly.

   In the eyes of mortals, whether it is the Great Chief or the Warg King, it seems that they are using too much force, and they will swoosh over their heads from left to right.

   Just like the Great Chief's evaluation of the two fools.

   The two fools are still a 15-year-old budding fighter with serious lack of combat experience.

   Just when he stumbled out of the way and thought he had avoided the past, the first was the Warg, who seemed to have folded his waist, and quickly turned around and bit his mouth again.

  When the Warg attracted all the attention of Arthas, Orgrim showed his hammer throwing stunt at a moment when the mortal world could not let go.

   Orgrim and later Thrall are all believers of [Little Li's Mother Flying Hammer Sect]!

   Arthas was careless, he didn't dodge!

   Not to mention [Doom Hammer], he took off his breastplate in pursuit of speed and agility, and even the mouth of a wolf could bite him to death.

   The shocked and shocked face has a pair of unwilling eyes.

  I, Arthas Menethil, is this the end?

   Just when the dignified prince of Lordaeron, the possible evil demon king of the future, was so close to his early death, he saw a black sole with a size of 42.

   It doesn't count as a strong force, the opponent obviously pulled back at the last moment.

   No matter who it is, it will not feel good to be kicked in the face by such a jio.

  The commander forced Arthas to react before he could react. With his face slanted, his entire body was swept away like a cannonball.

   (end of this chapter)