In this way, in the spirit of sharing weal and woe, the bosses on both sides of the alliance and the tribe established a profound friendship in this unexpected super marathon for an un ridiculous reason... It would be strange!

Well, during the process, friendly eye contact between the two sides was indispensable for "Believe it or not, I will turn around and kill you."

Of course, Thrall and the others also shouted in their hearts that Duke was a monster.

You know, Thrall has never seen the virtues of human wizards. At that time, a morning star came to the arena, and the whole audience was already standing up, with more than a dozen guards leading the way, and knight followers were around.

Then the middle-aged mage in his forties needed someone to support him up and down the steps. When he walked up and down the carriage, he also asked a servant to kneel down and use his back as a pedal, and went up tremblingly.

Most mages have been holding a medicine jar all day long before they are old, like an old man in their twilight years.

When it comes to Duke, the contrast is too big.

Isn't this?

You are a noble master Xiri, you don’t bring your followers to the middle of a group of orcs, and your endurance is better than many orcs. What the hell is this?

No, this has nothing to do with the mage.

Looking at Duke's light steps as if flying in the air, Thrall was extremely sure that Duke had learned the Elves Ranger's style.

"His Excellency Marcus, although I had no intention of peeking at your secret, my endurance, speed and agility surprised me!" Thrall asked.

"Ah! It's nothing! When you have two women around you who are the strongest band of rangers in the world, in order to prove that you are a man, you will have mastered such skills."

Duke looked up sixty degrees and looked up at the sky, and two lines of illusory tears that might appear were flowing through the corners of his eyes.

Almost for a moment, Thrall felt that Duke was a man with a story.

ah!

It was a sweet nightmare that lasted for ten years!

The past is unbearable to look back on!

Duke's eyes seemed to have traveled through time and space and returned to the past...

"Dear, do sit-ups, you can kiss once." Aurelia gently pressed Duke's feet with her knees, and then because she gently held Duke's ankle with her hands, as long as Duke got up once, she could see Aurelia's sweet smile, kisses, and the pair of Hygar Peaks, which were inconsistent with the elf style.

"Gee, come and chase me! As long as you catch up with me, or run a thousand meters, I will be willing to unlock... new postures and postures for you!" Wenresa ran in front while wearing a shy expression, wearing a veil, swaying her seductive figure in front of Duke.

All kinds of "if you are a man, you're anything" drives Duke, a lazy person with no motivation to live, and is very powerful!

Before we knew it, ten years have passed!

In fact, after the first year passed, Duke could already dismantle the Wind Walker sisters so much that they cried and shouted, "I don't want it." But for some reason, Aurelia and Winresa kept changing the prizes, they persisted for ten years in one go.

Although Duke showed off his dog food and almost forced Gavinlad to be close to the chaste saint who was ten meters tall, Duke...

Today is different from the past!!!

If you don’t consider your professional skills, Duke’s skill alone can definitely kick open the gate of Thrall’s guard camp and shout in orcs: “I want to hit ten!” Then you will clean up a circle of people and pat Chen and walk out safely.

A long rush to run has an end.

From morning to evening, after listening to Grom's roar for nearly 8 hours, "Duk, I'm going to kill you!", Duke finally got angry.

Duke stopped in front of a huge well with a blue light radiant water.

He ignored Thrall and others who were scattering aside, ignored the nearly ten thousand evil orcs who kept shouting, and directly turned his eyes to Grom Hellscream, who was a little confused.

Duke was extremely arrogant and raised his left middle finger to Ye with international common gestures. Well, he actually showed Ye Ye the ring on his hand with the Marcus family emblem printed on him, and then hooked his right index finger.

"Grom, aren't you going to kill me? Come on!"

In the wind, Duke's seemingly thin body seemed to fall down as soon as he blew. With the evil smile on the corner of his mouth, he felt that he was trying to die.

Piansheng Thrall had a premonition that Duke would succeed.

Sure enough, when Duke made a provocation, the clan's first warrior, Grom*, roared, roared, and shouted like thunder, and then jumped high.

Jump and slash!

A attack skill that seemed dull and exposed his weaknesses was practiced by Grom and used it no less than a million times.

After millions of practices, even the most ordinary moves will produce unimaginable sublimation.

That is a blow that transcends warrior skills and violates most of the common sense of physics.

When Grom's burly body jumped to the height of five floors, the axe with fierce blood was blooming, and the man and axe were united, and suddenly began to accelerate unscientifically.

If the initial momentum is like a meteor falling to the ground, then the second half will be a slash that spans more than ten meters of space and arrives in an instant!

The Great Chief Thrall could not imagine how Duke would survive this move.

In the past, even if Grom held back, he could only struggle to hold the [Hammer of Destruction] with great difficulty and use the power of his body to carry it.

Because I can't hide at all.

What about Duke?

Thrall was in a moment of trance. If Duke couldn't escape and Grom killed Duke with an axe, would he help the tribe get rid of this alliance enemy?

Unfortunately, Thrall is destined to be disappointed.

Although Grom in a violent state has increased his attack speed and attack power, his moves are too big and too big, and his attack position and line are extremely obvious.

Even the moment he jumped up, the system elves had already outlined the entire route from jumping to attack point in Duke's mind, as well as the damage and impact that would be caused by hitting the axe to the ground, all of which were clearly calculated.

Under the simulation of this supercomputer's tactical system, Grom's attack is more like a clown who makes people laugh.

The shrill and violent sound of the wind broke out, as expected, Grom's [Blood Roar] slashed hard on the ground, smashing a terrifying huge spider-web-like crack.

pity……

Failed!

Duke made half of his body in a very casual manner, and seemed to avoid the attack dangerously. But his face, which was ridiculous and extremely calm, was deeply imprinted in the hearts of Thrall, Lexus, Woking, Varrok, Brocks and other tribal powerhouses.

Duke took action.
Chapter completed!