The golden sword light and the yellow hammer light collided with each other.
Lothar was slightly startled, but the worst-case scenario did not occur. The moment it touched the hammer, the tip of the sword did feel a little bad, but it was definitely not shattering. It was the inevitable reaction of a sharp weapon against an unreasonable heavy hammer.
Since he did not use his full strength, there would naturally be some spare time when he changed his move.
Both of them prepared for the next move. Orgrim's counterattack was to gently lift the hammer's head, and it only rose less than 20 centimeters before he slammed it down again. He wanted the hammer to hit the blade of [Quel 'Zaram].
If Lothar's guess was right, Orgrim was indeed trying to use the inherent disadvantage of the sword to destroy this godly sword.
Lothar nimbly took a step to the left, allowing his greatsword to avoid the hammer. However, Orgrim then flipped the handle of the hammer and swung the weapon in the opposite direction. The hammer swept under Lothar's chin, causing Lothar to lose his center of gravity and fall back.
Then, a completely unreasonable and faster hammer followed, but Lothar raised his sword in time and blocked the hammer's handle. For a moment, both Warriors poured all their strength, and Doomhammer once again swung his hammer down, but it was once again pushed aside by Lothar. Both weapons trembled, but they did not move.
Then, Lothar twisted the edge of his sword and successfully knocked the hammer away. Then, while Doomhammer retracted his weapon, he leaped forward and slashed with his sword …
The battle had reached its climax.
Five minutes ago, the 12 Paladins were still in a frenzy. At a suitable time, Gavinrad noticed the reflective signal on the steam tank in the distance, and he immediately shouted, "Look, our commander is dueling with the Great Orc Chief!"
At this time, whether it was Uther, Turalyon, or the other Paladins were fighting with the Orcs in front of them. Following Gavinrad's shout, almost all the Paladins used a violent hammer blow to crack the heads of their opponents.
The focus of their attention was on the duel between Lothar and a large Orc in the middle of the battlefield.
Because they were often dragged by Duque to fight, more than one person in the Silver Hand had seen Orgrim. They immediately realized how dangerous it was.
If Lothar won, it would undoubtedly be a battle worthy of praise.
If Lothar were to lose, they couldn't imagine what would happen to the Alliance if they lost the unified flag.
Perhaps the alliance would become more united under the pressure of external forces in the future, but everyone knew that because of the petty actions of the Rotterdam Kingdom, there had already begun to be discordant voices in the alliance. If they lost Lothar, the last descendant of Arathi, at this time, the alliance would likely fall into internal strife.
Without the need for any orders, the Twelve Holy Knights immediately turned their horses around and charged towards the center of the battlefield. The heavy war hammer was wrapped in Holy Light, and it drew golden arcs of light that were even more beautiful than the sword dance. All the Orcs that were touched by the arcs of light were easily killed.
If someone were to look at the battlefield from above, they would notice that it wasn't just the Twelve Holy Knights. Including the tank unit that launched the blitzkrieg, there were also two other groups of orcs. There were a total of four groups of people, and they all wanted to kill a bloody path and rush to the two leaders' side.
At this time, the two leaders once again clashed, swinging their war hammers and giant swords.
The intense battle caused their physical strength to decline rapidly, and both of them were clearly not as agile as they were at the beginning. Unable to dodge in time, Lothar was forced to use the Lion Head Emblem Shield to block Orgrim's full blow. The violent blow almost made him kneel down, and the sound of the Epic-level shield cracking was extremely clear. Lothar lost all feeling in his left arm for a while.
However, Lothar did not suffer a loss. The blade of his sword also made a deep cut on the chief's chest armor. The large wound that was more than five centimeters deep caused blood to spurt out. Even the black background could not hide the blood.
Orgrim staggered backward, his lips contorted in pain and frustration. He then yanked the strap on his shoulder with his left hand, and took off the damaged armor. On the opposite side, Lothar also took a step forward, and took off the shield that had become a broken door. He then threw it to the ground.
"Pfft!" Lothar spat out a mouthful of saliva that had a fishy smell.
Orgrim was even more terrifying. He directly used the high temperature emitted by the Hammer of Destruction to burn the wound on his chest like a soldering iron to stop the blood from flowing out.
Following that, the two of them shouted and once again started to fight.
Orgrim, who had abandoned his armor, moved even faster, and Lothar wielded his greatsword with both hands, which made the greatsword even more destructive.
After a quick exchange of blows, both of them suffered a heavy blow at the same time. There was a deep cut on Orgrim's abdomen, and even a small part of his intestines could be seen.
Lothar's left arm also suffered a heavy blow. His body trembled. He didn't even need to pay attention to the intense pain coming from his left arm. Just by looking at his abnormally bent arm, he knew that his arm was fractured in at least five places. Not only his left arm, but even his shoulder felt a heart-wrenching pain. Perhaps his left shoulder was a little broken as well.
Both of them stood up shakily, and they were ready to launch their third attack.
Orgrim raised his war hammer high with both hands, and with all his strength, he leaped over a distance of nearly five meters and slammed it down on Lothar's head.
The cunning Orgrim displayed his amazing jumping ability for the first time in front of Lothar. Before this, he had always given Lothar the illusion that he was tall and sturdy, but slow. Obviously, he had succeeded. At this moment, the warrior skill that he used had the intention of killing.
At this moment, an accident that Lothar never expected happened. Rexxar, who was lying on the ground not far away, suddenly reached out and grabbed Lothar's left foot. The shackle-like confinement made Lothar lose all possibility of dodging.
Lothar instinctively raised [Quel 'Zaram] to block this sneak attack, and he gathered all his strength on the blade.
[Hammer of Destruction] smashed down with a scorching aura that seemed to be able to destroy everything in the world!
Time seemed to freeze.
Because …
The sword shattered!
When the fragments of the incomparably sharp and hard legendary sword that had accompanied Lothar in battles shattered in midair, everyone who witnessed this scene was shocked. Turalyon felt like he had stopped breathing, and Orgrim's attack was no longer hindered. [Hammer of Destruction] continued to fall along the arc of death, and it smashed down heavily on Lothar's head!
At this critical moment.
The runes on the armor that Duque specially gave to Lothar suddenly lit up, and a huge metal fist suddenly appeared in front of Lothar's chest. With a [Rising Dragon Fist] posture, it smashed onto Orgrim's face, and Orgrim was sent flying.
Almost at the same time, everyone heard an unknown shout.
"Oh, Ughan!"
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