Stormwind God

"Bitch! You have to face your own destiny!" Medivh, under the control of Sargeras, fell in love with Garona, a female half-orc, in the manner of an orc.

Medivh's fists fell like raindrops, which was not a problem for Garona, who had suffered as a slave from the tribe's other orc compatriots' eyes and torture.

"Male! Except for your evil magic, is your strength like that? I look down on you."

Sargeras was more angry.

On the other hand, no matter whether it was out of knighthood or gentlemanhood, Lothar felt that he had an obligation to stop all of this. He yelled "release her" and rushed up, but was directly bombarded by an unknown magic of Medivh.

And Duke ... Duke was making soy sauce.

Although he already knew that this was another repeat of 'history', Duke felt that his vision was wide open. However, Lao Mai, you are so shy, does Nima know? Do n’t you fear that your child will sing in front of you and sing "I call your father, you hit my mother!"?

"Stupid! Do you think you can really join the kingdom of little humans? Come on, face your destiny!" Medivh's hands showed a mysterious light, countless ant-sized runes in Medivh's Flow around palms, back of hands, and arms.

The next second, a mysterious power shot into Garona's eyebrow.

It was a terrible image for Garona. She saw the future, a future she didn't even believe.

The gentle and graceful, with a broad mind, accepted her on behalf of the entire human kingdom, took her in and gave her a home, Chief Ryan Wrynn, who was actually killed by her.

The image was so clear, it felt so real, and Garona was completely stunned.

The expression of Ryan's face that she did not believe until her death, the terrifying expression of Ryan's son Varian next to her, and the most painful expression of her queen, were presented in front of Gallo.

There was also the smell and touch of blood, and the horrible feel she had dug out Ryan's heart, everything was extremely realistic.

These bits and pieces of detail piled up, making Garona into a frenzy.

"This is impossible!?"

Garona trembled suddenly, collapsed to the ground, and twitched slightly all over her body.

"Asshole, what did you do to her?" Lothar growled and rushed up again.

"I just let her face the inevitable destiny." Medivh returned to normalcy with a joke and amusement on his face.

"Go to death Sargeras!" Lothar snarled and rushed up.

Duke followed silently, and he called out 36 of the sign-like mages, pouring out arcane missiles at Medivh. Of course, he also knows that this is not useful.

Arcane missiles with such a low concentration and low damage are okay to torture orcs or mermaids. For Medivh, the existence of a mysterious power in this world is nothing at all.

Duke could clearly see that the massive arcane missiles had not approached Medivh's body Wednesday meters, and were automatically disintegrated and separated by the high concentration of magic that escaped from Medivh's body.

He didn't want this.

Duke played Khadgar's role. According to the destiny's urine, as long as he integrates himself into that 80% compliance, he may be able to replace Khadgar's position and successfully die Medivh.

Medivh in 'History' was like this, he first packed Garona, then while holding a long sword to play Lothar and playing fencing with Lothar, Khadgar, who was still using magic for a while, suddenly ran Come up and choke to death with a sword.

This ‘history’ was once considered by Duke to be ridiculous. Medivh, who can scare Sargeras, will Medivh be so easily killed?

But it makes sense to think about it.

You think, a mage, no matter how powerful he is, when he does n’t use spells but runs for melee, or is facing away from potential enemies without protection, is n’t this a big death?

Moreover, at the instant Khadgar started, Medivh's surviving kind of soul also jumped out to compete with Sargeras for control of the body.

It's no wonder Sargeras didn't die.

Duke is repeating that history.

"Hahaha! Small human, you are so cowardly, I can even defeat you with no magic!" Medivh, like 'history', pulled out a shiny silver sword from the space storage props, facing up Lothar.

Medivh's small body said that it was better than Duke. If it is a simple swordsman duel, he will be taught by Lothar in a minute.

Not to mention Sargeras' possession, even Orgrim and Illidan's soul that let the fighting fly and fight fiercely are useless.

Sargeras's method is very simple cheating. He directly [slowness] to pull Losa's speed and power to a slightly lower level than himself, and then ping-pong with himself, so busy.

"Haha! What is the first swordsman of the Stormwind Kingdom, but your strength is so!" I have seen shameless, never seen such shameless.

Lothar wanted to say "you have the ability to fight with me without magic", but he didn't say a word, and of course he knew Sargeras was playing with him. And Duke, whose strength is low, could not relieve him of such high-level magic.

Duke?

Watching Duke keep trying to release those low-level garbage magic, Sargeras sneered at Duke. Dignified Neptune Duke was so gorgeously ignored by Sargeras.

Duke was still in front of the film emperor. He growled, and even his neck was thick red as if he could insert two ****, while struggling to pour out his magic power, releasing those useless attacking magic.

Ice arrows, fireballs, arcane missiles, and arcane shocks, almost all the conventional magic attack methods have been used by Duke.

Everything is a cover.

Looking at Medivh's back, Duke sneered: Sargeras, you are arrogant! Be arrogant! When I inserted the sword into your back, and when you found Medivh's weak mage's body was your fatal weakness, I really look forward to the stunned face of the No. 1 wave of the Legion.

Duke thought he had done everything seamlessly. When he achieved his utmost, he took out [King's Guardian] and prepared to teach Sargeras a man.

There seemed to be a strange dislocation in the space. With a warm hotline appearing on his neck, Duke's head was tilted. The next moment, he saw himself ...

There is no skull on his neck.

Fractured himself spurting blood.

The horizon turned for a while, and then, the touch of the face was as cold as the ground, and Medivh's boots entered Duke's vision.

and many more! There seems to be something wrong!

I am dead! ?

Sargeras' voice sounded into Duke's ears.

"Idiot, don't you think I'm not prepared for you? If it was my idiot Khadgar, who can't use swords, I might ignore him, but you ... I've been guarding you forever! Hahaha! Funny! it is ridiculous!"

Duke ... pawn! (To be continued.)