Among the many professions, the Warrior's [Fury] was the most unique type of energy.
From a certain point of view, [Fury] was like accumulating a mysterious version of adrenaline. The more [Fury] one had, the more their attack speed, strength, and agility would be increased. The most direct manifestation of this was the ability to use all sorts of unimaginable skills that surpassed the limits of the human body.
For example, with a Leap Slash, one could jump more than ten meters in a single leap. For example, one could step on the air and charge towards an enemy that was floating more than twenty meters away. Of course, it was only for an instant. In the end, a warrior who could not fly would still fall to the ground.
When all the [Fury] was released in an instant, the Warrior's destructive power would reach an unimaginable peak.
If a normal Warrior's [Fury] limit was 100, then Grom Hellscream, who had stepped into the realm of heroes, would have a [Fury] limit of 10000. In terms of quality, it was also far better than a normal Warrior.
Before Duque entered the battlefield, Arthas had always seen Grom as the biggest threat. Even though Orgrim's attack power wasn't low, Orgrim's offense and defense were more balanced. He didn't have Grom's terrifying destructive power.
Now that Grom Hellscream was coming at him with all his might, Arthas hurriedly summoned what little dark energy he had and tried to place [Frostmourne] between him and Grom.
At that moment!
The Rainbow Jaina abruptly abandoned the staff in her hand. Holding a court staff with complicated and gorgeous decorations, she pounced on Arthas, who was in mid-air and had nowhere to go. Then, she swung the staff at Arthas.
Bystanders might not be able to comprehend how a seemingly weak strike from a stick could stop Arthis's movements.
Only the most knowledgeable High Elf Prince, Kael 'thas, knew what was going on.
The staff represented the dignity of the royal family. When a member of the royal family made a huge mistake, they couldn't use a normal staff to punish them. They could only use a specialized staff.
This represented the dignity of the royal family, and also represented Arthas's childhood trauma — because he had been severely beaten with a staff when he was young.
Duque's lips curled into a cold smile. To a transmigrator, this was like the "Killing Staff" of ancient times. Any troublemaker would first have to be beaten a hundred times to extinguish their arrogance.
And using Jaina's image as a baton, oh — it was a beautiful picture.
One by one, the cute lolis Jainas smashed them with their clubs with murderous looks.
As expected, Arthis was implicated.
Even though the attack wasn't that powerful, he still stopped.
It wasn't until Grom's full-powered axe strike arrived in front of him that he reacted and continued to raise [Frostmourne].
The cold white light was mixed with the black light. It was not dazzling, but it had a kind of evil and demonic aura. As if to show the domineering power of death, the disgusting dark magic power kept rolling in the air.
Grom's full-powered slash was still slower than Duque had expected.
Duque could not help but frown.
It couldn't be helped, this was the natural limitation of the axe.
As a heavy weapon, the axe was naturally the most powerful. Unfortunately, its speed naturally couldn't match up to an arrow, nor could it be as agile as a one-handed sword.
It didn't matter.
Duque still had something up his sleeves.
With a snap of his fingers, Mograine, who was already prepared, threw a [Hammer of Wrath] at Arthas according to the agreement. The small golden hammer suddenly exploded on Arthas' right wrist where she was holding [Frostmourne]. This wasn't an attack, but a pure blinding attack.
The illusory hammer that was filled with holy light was the biggest distraction for the undead.
"Ugh!" Arthis grunted, and her hand's movements were still a step slower.
"Ahhhhh —"
Accompanied by Grandpa Roar's earth-shattering roar, [Bloodhowl] — the legendary axe that killed the Lord of the Abyss Mannoroth in one hit in the previous world — displayed its unparalleled destructive power for the first time in front of the world.
It was a piercing howl!
An incomparably violent bloodlust!
An aura that could split the heavens and earth!
When the scarlet glow from [Blood Roar] finally collided with the huge black and white body of Arthas, a deafening explosion erupted on the entire battlefield.
The Death Knight's inner armor, which could have been blasted by ten siege awls for an entire day and night without a single crack, finally shattered under such a shocking attack!
"Ahhhhh —"
Grom gripped the handle of his axe tightly, and all the muscles in his body expanded explosively. The strongest Death Knight under the Lich King's command came crashing down like a meteor.
Arthis let out an earth-shattering scream and crashed to the ground.
It was as if the ground had been hit by the largest cannonball. For a moment, sand and pebbles flew everywhere, and everyone around subconsciously got into a defensive stance to block the flying pebbles that were even fiercer than machine gun fire.
Except for one person …
Stomping on the solid ground, a stalwart figure charged forward with all his might. His momentum was like a raging wave, and his powerful steps were more solid than the hooves of a galloping bull.
Almost instantly, Thrall, who was at the back, was subdued by Orgrim's domineering bravery.
Thrall didn't have the right to participate in a battle of this level, but he did his best to open his eyes wide, wanting to see how this legendary former Great Chief fought.
Arthis's momentum was greatly reduced, but it was not enough, because the aura of death had not completely dissipated.
In order to seize the opportunity to land the killing blow, Orgrim ran with all his might, absolutely not willing to give up this opportunity to kill Arthis.
Although he didn't understand why his third Great Chief, Ner 'zhul, went to the Burning Legion to become the Lich King, Orgrim was very clear that if he didn't take care of Arthis, such a terrifying Scourge Army would sooner or later harm the other tribes on Planet Azeroth!
There was no turning back!
Only by killing Arthis first would he have a chance of survival for the tribe.
On the other side, Arthis was very clear-headed. Unless the soul of an Undead was damaged or received a Soul Shock, they would never experience any physical symptoms such as dizziness.
Although he was in a difficult situation, Arthis could still control his body, but Orgrim's frontal assault made him feel a chill down his spine. Under the warrior's [Intercept] skill, the distance of a hundred meters was instantly reduced to zero. In the blink of an eye, the burning power of the [Hammer of Destruction] was displayed in front of him.
Arthis was not afraid.
As long as the incomparably precious magic sword's hilt was still in his hand, he would definitely have the confidence to turn the tables. Facing the burning aura, the only thing he could shout out was the true name of the magic sword.
"Frostmourne …"
Before Arthis could release the supreme magic power of [Frostmourne], he suddenly found that a Duque had appeared in an instant, holding a highly concentrated magic ball that shone with five different colors, and instantly cut off his right arm!
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