12dz Chapter 120 Garrosh’s potential, Salvador’s conspiracy!
Chapter 120 Garrosh’s potential, Salvador’s conspiracy!
Garrosh looked at the axe that looked exactly like Gorehowl with a complicated look in his eyes, and long-lost memories came flooding back like a tide.
"Son, I'm going to fight the Goron, stay home!"
"Son, I'm going to fight an ogre, stay home!"
"Son, I'm going to fight Orgrim, stay home!"
"Son, I'm going to another world to fight humans, stay home!"
Although his father spent a short time with him, as the son of the chieftain of the Warsong Clan, he understood!
He still remembered the proud expression on his father's face when he raised [Blood Roar], which was always engraved in his heart!
"My son has the bearing of a chief!"
[Blood Roar] is not an ordinary battle axe, its axe blade contains six Gronn hearts! They have endowed it with powerful strength, and only the Hellscreamer family can unleash the power in it!
The crazier and more bloodthirsty it is, the stronger the power it unleashes!
When others hold [Blood Roar], it is just an ordinary axe!
And when the Hellscream family picked it up, it became a legendary weapon!
Garrosh picked up the axe that was exactly the same as Gorehowl's, his eyes fixed firmly.
"Father, I will prove to you that I am the strongest generation of the Hellscream family!"
Garrosh gripped the axe handle tightly with both hands, looked at Locke, and roared,
"Come on, orcs are always the bravest!
"Lok'Tar Ogar!"
Locke raised the corner of his mouth, raised his heavy sword with a grin, and rushed towards Garrosh. The latter did not retreat at all, raised the battle axe in his hand and chopped at the opponent fiercely!
Bah!
blah blah!
blah blah blah!
The axe and the sword kept clashing, and the clanging sound continued to ring out!
On one side is the elegant and superb swordsmanship, on the other side is the slashing that seems like a natural instinct!
But the two of them actually fought back and forth!
Locke's expression at this moment seemed very surprised. The strength he was so proud of could only be evenly matched with the dwarf orc in front of him!
The enormous force of both sides acted on their respective weapons, and the recoil force caused both men's arms to feel a little numb!
"You are very strong, orc! I didn't expect that a young orc like you would possess such powerful strength. You have extraordinary potential!" There was a hint of approval in Locke's eyes!
"Hmph... I am the strongest young generation in the history of Hellscream!" Garrosh smiled, as if getting the recognition from his opponent made him feel good!
"Then continue!"
"it is good!"
On the sidelines, Salvador watched the exciting match between the two and applauded!
"Sure enough, only a pure battle competition is the most exciting!"
"Brother, let's make a bet, who of them will win?" Illidan seemed to be interested after seeing such an exciting duel!
"Oh? What are you betting on?"
"Uh..." Illidando choked...
It seems that I don’t have any bargaining chips!
"How about I tell you one bargaining chip?" Salvador said in a coaxing manner.
Illidan was worrying that he had no bargaining chips, but when he saw his eldest brother take the initiative to offer them, he felt relieved.
"If you lose, I'll give you a super artifact. If you win, Anaya will sleep with you!"
Illidan's eye twitched.
"Brother, can you change me? I have no interest in this woman at all. I don't like those who are weaker than me! At least she should be on equal terms with me!"
After listening to Illidan's words, Salvador was speechless for a moment!
"Are you talking like a human? The same strength as you? When you are in full power, in the entire Night Elf Empire, besides me, only Azshara and Tyrande in her Moon Goddess state can fight you to a draw!"
"I don't care, I don't like this woman!"
"Then let me change it for you. How about Maiev?" Salvador pointed at Maiev Shadowsong behind him, who shot a deathly glare at Illidan!
Illidan suddenly felt as if his body was falling into an ice cellar!
He swallowed hard, "Brother, Maiev Shadowsong? How is that possible? She is definitely not my type!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Illidan felt a lot more relaxed!
Salvador turned around and looked at Maiev Shadowsong, who immediately lowered her head with her hands behind her back!
"..."
"Okay then, let's talk about this later!"
"Come on, beat the war drums to cheer them up!"
Boom boom boom!
In the arena, Garrosh held a heavy axe, and every swing was like thunder;
Locke held the sharp heavy sword tightly, the sword blade flashing with cold light, like the messenger of death.
Their eyes met, sparks flew, and as they listened to the sound of war drums, their blood boiled!
The two quickly entered combat mode.
Garrosh is characterized by his powerful strength and swift attacks. Every swing of his sword is as powerful as a storm, as if to sweep away all enemies blocking his way.
Locke dealt with the enemy with his precise swordsmanship and agile body movements. Every strike of his sword was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, swift and deadly, making it difficult to predict.
Their figures moved quickly on the battlefield, sometimes intersecting, sometimes separating, and each contact was accompanied by the crisp sound of metal collision.
Their sweat splashed and their breathing was rapid, but there was a determination gleam in their eyes and they did not give in at all.
After a fierce battle, Locke finally seized a flaw in Garrosh and stabbed him in the heart with a sword.
Garrosh fell to the ground in pain and instantly lost his ability to fight.
Locke walked up to him, breathing heavily, a victorious smile on his face.
"I win, orc!"
Garrosh felt his head spinning at this moment, and the scenery in his eyes began to gradually become dim and blurry!
The sword just now pierced his heart!
His life has entered the countdown!
His lips parted slightly.
"I'm sorry, father, I failed to defend the honor of the orcs!"
"Don't worry, you won't die!" The voice of the blue-haired night elf leader sounded beside his ear.
Then, he felt a strong and powerful life energy being injected into his heart!
The originally weak heart suddenly became strong, and the heartbeat like a bell and drum sounded in his body!
Garrosh's vision gradually became clear, and his dizzy head quickly returned to clarity!
The next second, he sat up suddenly and looked down at his heart. The originally hideous wound had disappeared, leaving only brown and smooth skin!
He looked up at Salvador in surprise.
"Are you still a noble shaman?"
"That's your doctrine. We are called Paladins!" Salvador showed a very superstitious look.
"Would you like to try being a paladin? You can fight, defend, and heal. You're all-powerful! Garrosh?"