Stratholme God

Chapter 244 That Ecstasy Jio (2 more)
What a [Elbow Gun]!
Before he could react, the next blow came.

Those are two huge meteor hammer-like things, glowing with a strange light blue color! ?
People, after being bullied, their first reaction is often the most direct.

Scared bird!

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

"Clang!" Alsace's throwing object was smashed into pieces by the [Doomhammer], and the thorium metal pieces that exploded and scattered were reminiscent of the dwarf's shotgun.

Arthas is gone!

When a hammer hit the pair of shoulder armor thrown by Alsace, Orgrim finally realized that something was wrong.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

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

Using the quick-release buckles to remove his shoulder armor and breastplate in exchange for maximum speed, Alsace's sprinting posture is very similar to that of a track and field athlete using a running aid to start when he is running a [-]-meter race on earth.

Orgrim was amazed by the agility of the cheetah to pounce on its prey, and the speed of rebounding like a spring pulled to the bottom.

In the end, Orgrim only had time to turn sideways, hiding his twice-injured left abdomen behind him. At the same time, the muscle strength of his right arm exploded, abruptly stopping the hammer that was going out, and hitting Alsace with his backhand. As long as Alsace dared to continue stabbing at his left abdomen, he would kill Alsace!

Unexpectedly, what Alsace aimed at was not his left abdomen at all.

"what--"

Heart-piercing pain came from his right ankle, and Orgrim relied entirely on instinct to support his body with the [Doom Hammer] to maintain his balance and prevent him from falling.

Behind him, Alsace, who sprinted too hard, rushed five or six meters before he "braked" sideways, plowed more than two meters of scratches on the ground, and stopped his body.

"Humble..." Orgrim was about to curse, but for some reason, he suddenly remembered the scene where he killed the former great chief in a sneak attack.

Uh, isn't this the legendary old cunt and old cunt?
Suddenly looking back, Orgrim still had a complicated light in his ferocious and expressive eyes: "Who taught you this? A dignified prince of Lordaeron shouldn't know this."

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans flowed down Alsace's forehead, along the nose and onto the tip of his chin.Only at this time did the Prince of Lordaeron realize that the clothes on his back were wet and sticky just now.

Too dangerous!
Fortunately, my sword was not aimed at the opponent's abdomen, and I fully learned the lesson of Lothar, so I opened a sufficient distance.Even so, the war hammer still brushed 10 centimeters from his forehead, and the aftermath of the flames that gushed out had already scorched a handful of his hair.

Alsace didn't dare to imagine what would happen if he was greedy and aggressive.

Gathering his mind, Alsace said, "McDonald taught me that!"

(Mystery voice: I'm not! I don't! Don't talk nonsense!)
Orgrim felt his ankle, which was completely unconscious, and seeing the scorched black indentation, he knew that his right ankle was useless, and suddenly smiled wryly: "It's him, it's fine."

"I thought you would call me mean!" Alsace stood up, posing in a standard T-step.

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

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

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

Speaking of this, Alsace drove away the guilt and a little cowardice when facing the strong, and his eyes became firm: "You can kill and occupy us for the survival and reproduction of the orcs. I can also fight in any way and at all costs to protect my beloved father and sister. In essence, there is no difference between us!"

Alsace remembered what McDonnell had said - if one day, the orcs broke through the walls of Lordaeron and entered the palace.Did he die standing up?Or die on your knees?
He chose [Standing to Die] at that time!
What he understood was the meaning of courage.

Then put a cold gun, that is [wisdom], right?
Even if it is despicable, it is against chivalry.But didn't the Alliance gain an advantage by relying on artillery and explosives?
Alsace suddenly felt comfortable.

He was comfortable, and Orgrim was not.

The great chief suddenly blew a whistle, and Arthas immediately heard low and rapid footsteps coming from his left.

At first glance, the two fools almost lost their souls.

What a big bear, no, this is a wolf king who is a circle bigger than a bear, just like that, he opened his bloody mouth and rushed over.

The second idiot still doesn't know that this wolf king is actually a weakened version, a child of the previous wolf king who hasn't fully grown up yet. (The former 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 pulling onions from dry land.

The loss of his right foot does not mean that he has completely lost his ability to move. When he used his right arm, which exploded with muscle strength, to make a pole-vaulting movement, the shock it brought to the second fool was absolutely unparalleled.

Perfect flank!
The second fool instinctively took a standard step back to the right and rear based on his long-term swordsmanship training to avoid the sharp edge.

"Naive!" Orgrim commented coldly.

In the eyes of mortals, both the Great Chief and the Warg King seem to be using too much force, and will swoop over their heads from left to right.

Just like the chief's evaluation of the second fool.

In the final analysis, Er Fool is still a 15-year-old budding warrior with serious lack of combat experience.

Just when he stepped away and thought he was dodging, first the warg turned his body around quickly and bit his big mouth again.

When the warg attracted all of Arthas' attention, Orgrim showed off his hammer-throwing stunt in a moment that was unbearable among mortals.

Orgrim and later Thrall are both followers of [Xiao Li's Mother Flying Hammer Sect]!
Alsace was careless, he didn't dodge!

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

On the shocked face, there was a pair of unwilling eyes.

I, Arthas Menethil, am I done for?
Just when the dignified Prince of Lordaeron, the possible filthy demon king of later generations, almost died here ahead of schedule, he saw a size 42 shoe with a black sole.

It doesn't count if it's a big effort, the opponent obviously pulled back at the last moment.

No matter who it is, being kicked in the face by such a Jio will not feel good.

The commander-in-chief forced Alsace before he had time to react. With his face tilted, his entire body was swept away like a cannonball.

(End of this chapter)