Brutalus, as huge as a hill, let out his last scream. His bloated body, which was originally supported by four thighs thicker than elephant legs, fell softly. Surprisingly, it was not like the kind of falling when many monsters died. Perhaps because his lower body was too large and bloated, he actually looked a bit like a tumbler, just loosened his four hooves, then put his lower abdomen on the ground, his upper body was limp, and then his head tilted to make up for the calculation.

"Oh oh oh oh" pulled out [Blood Roar], and Master Huo stood on Bu Fat's shoulder with one foot, stepped on Bu Fat's side face with a tilted face, and let out a howl full of orc characteristics.

The barbaric, rough, and the more stern are extremely boosting morale.

He is shouting for his new life and roaring for himself to surpass the peak.

The hero is easy to grow old!

How many times did you dream of being ashamed of your last battle at midnight?

How many times have you endured the contempt and provocation of young orcs but not allowed to respond?

Grom didn't want to admit that he was old, and didn't want to declare that his blood as a warrior had cooled down. On this day, he finally regained the feeling of galloping on the battlefield and letting himself go.

Following one's true heart and not losing one's kindness, this is the life he wants to live!

The heroes of the league were stunned at first, and then led by Tyrio, and many people began to applaud. Tyrio even envied Grom a little.

The decline caused by aging is becoming more and more obvious. I still remember that when the Five Silver Saints first debuted, they were only young people around 20 years old. In a flash, 25 years have passed, and Tirio is nearly 50 years old. Sometimes I can’t help but wonder if I should learn from those queens, and Grom, and get along with Duke.

After all, eternal life and eternal youth are really irresistible temptations for mortals.

But Tirion immediately drove this thought out of his mind the way of the Holy Light, and could not tolerate any distractions. If that day really comes, the world needs him to do this, he will do it. Otherwise, the dust will return to the dust and the earth will return to the earth. This is the end of the doctrine of the Holy Light.

Grom really killed a high-level Void Lord with an axe. This scene surprised Eriel. Even if he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit it. When an orc hero like Grom stood on his side, the pleasure of killing the enemy was completely different.

"Is Grom Hellscream the strongest?" Iriel murmured to himself.

At some point, Queen Xi walked to her: "It's just the strongest single-body attack, it's good to defeat the flesh shield like the Lord of the Abyss."

"Uh." It's rare that there are other leaders who are willing to talk to him. Iriel quickly asked: "Is there anything else to pay attention to?"

"Don't envy him too much. Everyone has their own characteristics. Although Grom is very strong, he meets flexible opponents, or those guys who are very good at playing mirror clones, such as Duke Grom's only fate is being dragged to death." Queen Xi said a little about the fact that she joined forces with her sister to deal with Grom in Nanhai Town.

No matter how high the attack is, it is a waste of energy if it fails to hit.

Grom's single-body damage is super high, and there are too many enemies. On the contrary, weapons like [Ash Messenger] are very suitable for large-scale killing.

It can be said that different characteristics of each person determine the differences in combat types.

At this time, Magney's bronze beard hit the floor with a hammer: "Since everyone has no loss, let's move on."

The strongest members of the alliance understood it and continued to move forward easily.

In two consecutive battles, she did not consume much energy. The first battle was that Matigosa made the most efforts. After saving Karegos, she took Ailong to retreat first. The second battle was that Hero finished work with a hatchet, and everyone became a melon-eating crowd.

It can be said that the league's strong men are at most warm, and they have the ability and reason to continue to advance.

At this time, the problem was thrown on Kiljadin.

The unexpected situation of the two levels of guards was shocked by Kilgadan's surprise. He opened his eyes wide and turned his eyes twice.

As a conspiracy master, eggs clearly feel the flavor of conspiracy.

This result is normal and normal. After all, the alliance did not use any god-level combat power. In Kiljadan's view, it was just a rogue, but the alliance seemed to be more invincible to the guys on his side.

It is reasonable to say that it is abnormal, because the rhythm is too coincidental. He accelerated the teleportation. Although he made a concealment, the advancement of the alliance seemed to accelerate, and cooperated with his acceleration.

Conspirators don't believe in coincidence.

If you continue to plan, it is not impossible. In order to be safe, you must get an extra famous high-level Void Lord to come and save the situation, and you must also be a powerful thug who can withstand the demigods.

In this way, the opening of the ultimate portal must be delayed.

bet?

Or not bet?

This has become a big problem!

There are only two ways to choose from.

Kiljadan was sinister, cunning, cruel and ruthless, but he was not just a brave fool with passion. In this short period of more than ten seconds, his brain calculated countless possibilities and coping methods at high speed.

What inspired him in the end was his infinite confidence in himself and his absolute dignity as a strong man.

"I am Kiljadan! The Burning Legion giant!"

"I have never lost a single battle!"

"Destroying thousands of planets makes billions of creatures cry and despair!"

“The failure of Sargeras and Archmond does not mean my failure!”

"The Burning Legion has been concealed too much shame recently! There must be a strong man who stands up to declare the terror and invincibility of the Legion!"

"Eluen can't take action directly. What I want to deal with is just a Duke Marcus and a few weak demigods! As long as I have 60% of my strength to enter this world, I will be absolutely invincible!"

Kiljadan made up his mind, no matter how he did it, he shouldn't have retracted his tail and twisted the void.

Sargeras' failure was because of his carelessness and such a dangerous thing as soul possession, so I really don't know what to say about him.

Archmond was too reckless and finally suffered bitter fruit under the suppression of the world.

And he, Kiljadan, is the wisest and most suitable person to lead the Burning Legion, at least above Archmond.

Now, the opportunity to prove himself has come.

Kiljadan gritted his teeth and no longer simply used his hands to tear the space. He began to stretch his head over. Only when his body began to truly enter the world can he better observe the flaws of the world and accelerate the tearing of the space barrier.

This is not an easy task. After all, it is to bypass Azeroth's planet protection, forcefully find flaws, use the planet's energy to attract each other and open up a new gap.

In the command post, Vasqi, who had done everything, came to Duke, and she became the well-behaved maid again.

"Master, are you so sure that Kiljadan will take the bait?"

"Of course, because he is always a gambler in his bones!"
Chapter completed!