Woking had never been a flimsy man.
The troll looked thin, but that was purely because of his body proportions. Even though he looked thin, Wojin's arms were still thicker than Duque's thighs.
Wo Jin, who was 2.3 meters tall, was half a body taller than Duke, who had grown to 1.83 meters in the Void, perhaps because he ate something wrong.
Despite being an Agility-type hero, Wo Jin was still hit by the terrifying greatsword. If Wojin had not used his signature long rod and spinning blade to block the attack, no matter how strong the troll's regeneration was, he wouldn't have been able to save him.
Like a cannonball, Wo Jin was sent flying a hundred meters away and directly left the stage.
Originally, the trajectory of the cold crescent sword light from Mannoroth's giant sword had also covered Duke. However, the Lord of the Abyss did not expect that Duke, who should not have been able to react in time, would not have used [Flash] or [Ice Block] to save his life. Instead, he leaned back as far as he could and got into an iron-plank position to avoid this fatal attack.
This gave Duque precious time to counterattack.
"Behind —" Following Duque's roar, Thrall and Grom, who were the vanguard, immediately reacted. When they turned around, they saw Duque throw out a gorgeous magic brilliance like a waterfall and hit the Lord of the Abyss.
It was like a waterfall from the ground to the sky. The dazzling golden flame shockwave was mixed with the Holy Light that should not belong to a mage. However, it was not enough!
After the huge double-headed greatsword failed to cut Duke, under the control of the huge arm filled with explosive power, it spun around and stabbed into the ground.
A scarlet shockwave exploded in front of the huge body of the Lord of the Abyss.
Completely unable to withstand it, Duque could only flash and retreat to Grom's side.
At this moment, Mannoroth, who had crawled out of the ground, showed his terrifying figure.
The history books described the Lords of the Abyss as an "outstanding power that could destroy all life." These huge, dragon-like fellows with a pair of repulsive wings came from the Netherworld, the farthest corner of the universe.
As for Mannoroth, he was the cream of the crop.
His entire body felt extremely bloated, and his lower body was more like a potbellied four-legged lizard. From the tip of his stomach to the tip of his tail, he was at least 20 meters long.
His upper body was full of fat, and he looked like a human fatty. There was a huge armor that looked like a kite shield hanging from his belly button. His upper body was bare, but he wore two shoulder pads that were full of sharp spikes. He had a pair of huge curved horns that looked like mammoths and a big mouth full of fangs, which made him look extremely ferocious.
The Abyss Lord looked at the young Sal and let out a chilling laugh.
"Hehehehe!"
"Sal, I knew you would come! I also saw that you brought the powerful Hellscream with you. "
"His blood belongs to me!"
"So does your entire pitiful race."
"The only thing I didn't expect was that you would bring the Burning Legion's biggest problem in Azeroth — Duke Marcus."
"Very good! You're really good! "
Green saliva dripped down from the intersecting fangs. When the saliva dripped onto the volcanic ash, it actually made a creaking sound similar to acid corroding the ground.
Sal couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
This young chief of the Horde suddenly took a step forward and slammed the famous Hammer of Destruction on the ground.
Bang! Sand and stones flew everywhere.
This wasn't a meaningless venting. This was the Beastmen's favorite way to boost their spirits!
After roaring, Sal shouted, "Duque! I'll go first! "
Duque replied in a low voice, "I'll cover!"
This was the first real cooperation between the two leaders of the Alliance and the Horde. Last time when the Dalajan besieged Arthis, Sal, who lacked a proper weapon, was more of a bystander.
However, this time, the cooperation between the two was as seamless as if they had worked together thousands of times before!
1,024 Hands of Magic appeared in the air in an instant.
The sudden burst of Icy Arrow Rain made the temperature of the entire world suddenly drop by more than twenty degrees, from the hot midsummer into the biting cold winter.
Thrall swung the [Hammer of Destruction] like a meteor hammer when the ice crystals pierced through the void and stabbed into the huge body of the Lord of the Abyss.
The large square-headed hammer that was larger than a human head began to bloom with a dazzling light.
A moment ago, it was just like the light of a lighthouse in the night, and the next second, it was already a small sun full of destructive power.
"Haaah-" The air in the lungs was compressed by the strong muscles, as if every milliliter of air was converted into oxygen to support the next blow.
Sal used all his strength to throw the [Hammer of Destruction].
Just as the Lord of the Abyss was busy defending against Duke's Breaking Dawn magic, the Hammer of Destruction arrived before he could recover.
"Boom!" An earth-shattering explosion.
Even with Mannoroth's huge body, the powerful destructive power of the Hammer of Destruction still forced him to take three big steps back.
Unfortunately, even with the full power of the Hammer of Destruction, it still could not break the defense of the thick hide of the Lord of the Abyss.
"Hahahaha!" Mannoroth laughed wildly. "Although it's a good effort, unfortunately, it's meaningless!"
The next moment, the huge Lord of the Abyss charged over faster and fiercer than a rhinoceros.
"Boom!" The double-headed giant sword emitting an evil aura easily smashed the limestone ground the size of a basketball court into pieces. The powerful shockwave sent Sal flying, who had clearly dodged the attack, and Duque had to flash dozens of meters away again.
The powerful shockwave also flipped Grom over.
Mannoroth's huge body stood in front of Grom Hellscream and laughed sinisterly.
"That child Sal believes that you will definitely be saved.
"But he does not know what is burning in the depths of your soul.
"When that thing is in your heart, you will know that we are actually all the same."
The murmur burrowed deep into Grom's chest, pierced his heart, and plucked at the weakest chord in his soul.
It was a string that could easily cause him to fall into madness and slaughter with just a slight tug!
His soul was falling!
His soul was falling!
He found that his body and soul seemed to be enjoying this desperate, painful, and sweet madness!
"No!!!"
Grom let out a roar that sounded like it came from hell!
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