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Chapter 418

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The snow-capped mountains protected the snow-white Shattered Ridge. The cries of dragons and eagles clashed in the blue sky, the lightning and dragon's breath splitting the sky.

Huge birds of prey and legendary dragons, which were rarely seen on normal days, fell from the sky like dumplings.

The Alterac people hid in their houses, trembling and praying for misfortune to stay away. In truth, it was very difficult. From the moment the battle was set on Alterac Mountain, a lot of destruction was unavoidable.

Perhaps Duque could've stopped all of this, but Duque chose to give up.

Alterac King Eden's two-faced viper nature was right there. Even if Duque could save him once, he wouldn't be able to save him a second or a third time. Rather than letting Alterac Mountain become a ticking time bomb, it was better to clean it up in one go in the course of history that Duque was familiar with.

The Crimson Dragon was like a bulldozer as it fell diagonally. Before the momentum of its high-speed fall had dissipated, the small houses were smashed into smithereens, leaving a wide black scar on the snow-white ground. Even when the Crimson Dragon crashed into the city walls of the Shattered Ridge, the momentum did not dissipate.

The thick city wall finally acted as a gatekeeper. The giant dragon did not smash through the city wall. Instead, it rolled under the fierce impact and fell down the cliff in one breath. Red scales and broken limbs flew like bullets, sweeping away all the soldiers on top of the wall.

The Alterac people below screamed in fear, feeling as if the world had collapsed.

Other than a few people with good agility and balance, most people lost their footing and fell to the ground. In the Alterac Capital City, many Beastman elites took the opportunity to fight in close combat, using their powerful arm strength to easily tear apart the Royal Family's guards who were caught in their punches and kicks.

Amidst the chaotic screams, the guards watched in despair as a green shadow pressed down on them.

They instinctively raised their shields to block the charge of a rhinoceros, but all of them failed. Every single one of them failed. Their arms and shoulders were crushed by the tremendous force that surpassed their limits. They screamed as they were grabbed by the elite orc warriors, their helmets, heads, and necks torn from their bodies.

Blood covered the ground!

When the complete battle formation collapsed, the shadow of death was right in front of the guards.

Even though the number of Orgrim's guards was only a tenth of the Wang Clan's guards, every single one of them seemed to be on drugs. They charged into the crowd and started a massacre.

In low-level battles, Orgrim's men had the upper hand.

In terms of top-notch strength, the Alliance had the advantage since they were scheming against each other.

He was different from Lothar, who was in his forties, burdened by military affairs, and whose strength had begun to decline. The title of the Alliance's God of War had fallen to Wuther. The strongest Holy Knight, who was at the peak of his life, was showing Orgrim how he made his name on the Silverpine Forest's western front.

It was a beautiful strike supported by the powerful Holy Light. The golden Holy Light was like a god descending from the heavens. The golden Holy Light gathered at one point and smashed towards Orgrim's face.

In this era, in the World of Azeroth and the Church of Holy Light, there were no more than 30 people who could condense Holy Light into a tangible hammer. Each of them had their own experiences, and to the ordinary warriors present, they were no less than living legends.

If any of them were to be placed in the army, they would be a terrifying figure that could rival a thousand men.

As for Wuther, he was an existence that stood at the pinnacle of these peerless experts.

When Wuther smashed his hammer, Duque didn't dare to take it, even if he had the [Ice Barrier], which was known to have absolute defense.

In the end, the so-called absolute defense was only relative.

The [Ice Barrier] used the extremely dense Ice element to forcefully remove all power outside of the Ice. But what about the higher-level, more focused power of Holy Light?

Even Duque, who had the title of God of Magic, didn't have the confidence to do so.

However, Orgrim countered the attack with his own attack and managed to nullify it.

His muscles bulged, and his inhuman strength was completely revealed at this moment. Orgrim was actually using his hammer to fight against his hammer!

When the countless golden lines of Holy Light that cut through the dark shadows in the hall collided with the terrifying rising lava fire, the collision of the elements produced a huge explosive effect that dazzled everyone's eyes.

Everyone only saw the golden and reddish-black flames explode like fireworks. It was as if two huge Persian chrysanthemums were fiercely colliding and grinding against each other.

Countless petals scattered and withered, and then there was a deafening collision sound. After a full three seconds, the flames that flowed out from the two people finally disappeared.

No one would have thought that Wuther, who looked like a human, could actually fight like a wild beast.

Orgrim frowned. The situation was not good for the Tribe. Other than him, it seemed that only Rexxar could faintly suppress that Holy Knight called Gavin Rad. The others were either in a stalemate, or were directly at a disadvantage.

Kargath Bladefist seemed incomparably powerful, trading injury for injury with Saidan Dathrohan, but the problem was that he was a Holy Knight who had the ability to recover! If the fight continued and he really didn't run, the one who would die would definitely be Kargath.

The Blackscar Chief, Ka God Derek, was even worse off. He was directly suppressed by Tirion Fordring, and could not even trade injuries for much.

On the other hand, Kilrogg Deadeye was evenly matched with the two female Elven Rangers. Kilrogg was suppressing one of the Rangers in close combat, but he was constantly annoyed by the Ranger's shooting. If his blind eye couldn't provide him with a short period of foresight, then Kilrogg might have already knelt down.

Samuro wanted to chase after Duque, but he was held back by a female Elven Ranger.

The problem was that the Alliance still had many high-end forces!

Bolvar was on a killing spree.

The limits of the human body determined that it was impossible for them to surpass the Beastmen in terms of pure strength. But the power of Holy Light made up for the lack of destructive power, and humans could be faster.

No one would have thought that Bolvar's attack speed would be so fast.

In reality, the leader of the Great Chief's Guards could only see the golden light that suddenly appeared in his field of vision getting bigger and bigger.

Then with a bang, his entire head turned into a cannonball and was sent flying by Bolvar from his tall and sturdy body. It pierced through one of the huge glass windows in the palace hall that was no less than eight meters tall, and finally fell onto the lawn of the palace.

When he saw the Beastman's head fly out, a bloody eyeball popped out and hung on the top of King Eden's beloved glass window, Bolvar could not help but bare his teeth.

The devout Holy Knight silently said in his heart: Ugh, I can't see anything, and I don't know anything!

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