As a Pharaoh, whether it was before or after transmigrating, Duque did not understand how a warrior's taunt skill worked.
Could it be that he would shout "Grandson!" when he saw something strange? Then, the monster would be angry?
The head of state would be angry?
Even a guy like Archerons would be angry?
Archerons really went to look for Old Bull. Speaking of which, Kane was still very young at this time … Why did Duque like to call Kane Old Bull when he saw that he had a long beard?
Alright, regardless of him, the effect was surprisingly good.
Archimonde raised his fist high. Even though he had only roared, Duke felt that Archimonde was saying, "You might die with one punch!"
That kind of punch was like throwing an excavator at him, and Duke's small body definitely wouldn't dare to take it.
Then, Kane vomited blood from the punch.
The huge totem pole was a super heavy weapon to beat people up. It was also a defensive artifact. Kane's totem pole was thicker than the main beams of many human houses.
The old bull took a horse stance and raised his totem pole to receive Archimonde's punch. The result was that the old bull dug two three-meter long pits on the ground and spat out a small mouthful of blood.
This was definitely beyond Duque's imagination.
However, this also proved that there was a chance!
Kane had clearly suffered a small injury after taking Archerons's punch. His neck turned red and he slapped his chest with his empty left fist. He shouted, "Again!"
Again?
"As you wish!" This time, Archerons took a deep breath and retracted his long right arm. Then, he punched out like a thunderclap.
The momentum of this punch was definitely full marks. Even if Kane had boasted that he could definitely withstand it, Duke still felt that it was like using a pile driver to hammer a piece of beef — the cow's head that was hammered with a small hammer would be softer and more chewy or something.
Fortunately, Brother Bull was not a simple warrior!
A roar of "Hah!" seemed to be announcing to the world how ferocious the Taurens who were born in the arms of Mother Earth were.
His hooves, which were planted firmly on the ground, suddenly had a strange change in color. It was a kind of dizziness, as if he and the earth around him had solidified and become one.
Duque's intuition was right!
Archerons's powerful punch didn't turn the old bull into minced meat. Instead, it caused the ground within a radius of three hundred meters to sink.
Even though it was only a centimeter of subsidence that was difficult for mortals to detect, the System Elf still notified Duque at once.
Duque couldn't help but praise Old Cow in his heart.
Of course, battles in real life weren't as brainless as in the game, where the Boss would only beat up the guy with the strongest defense. In a group attack, Duque preferred to call it a diversion.
The second person to rush forward was Mograine. The Ashbringer, which was as big as a door, slashed down without any fancy moves. The long light that was as bright as the falling stars sank into Archimonde's calf. Even with Ack's thick skin and flesh, he felt a wave of pain.
Who is this guy?
With this small question in mind, Archerons bent over and swept his strong forearm, which was nearly four meters long, across the ground.
"Crack —" Accompanied by a deafening sound, the thick ground was like a large piece of ice cream being scooped out by a spoon under the demon commander's extraordinary strength. A large piece of mud that could be used as a single room was blasted away.
The aftershock of the impact swept out, and the entire cobblestone path not far away was flattened. The shockwave hit a wooden house of the Night Elves in the distance. At that moment, the entire house seemed to let out a painful sound. On the ground that sank on the spot, cracks spread rapidly in all directions. In less than a second, the entire house didn't even collapse. Instead, it directly exploded. Every piece of scattered wood and stone was wrapped in destructive flames with the power of darkness.
However, as the main target of this attack, Mograine didn't move. Under his feet was a cone-shaped island that was radiating radiation. What spread out was only the aftershock of Archerons' attack. The huge arm itself was stopped by the huge sword of holy light that was leaning on the ground like a crooked door.
Mograine was like a pillar of support as he stubbornly withstood the Demon Commander's shocking attack.
This wasn't the end. The moment his arm was blocked, Turayan charged forward. The godly sword [Quel 'Zaram] pierced through Archimonde's arm from the outside, and a small bloody hole appeared on the left side of Archimonde's arm, and a ray of golden holy light escaped from it.
To the gigantic demon commander, the wound looked like a swollen swollen human after being bitten by a mosquito. In fact, the internal injury was far more serious than it looked from the outside. It could already be considered a minor injury.
"This is impossible!" Archerons finally let out a strange cry.
Even though he had greatly reduced his size in order to descend and had to accept the weakening of his power, in his imagination, there was no mortal in the World of Azeroth who could withstand even 10% of his power.
But now, one and a half was nothing. However, it was three mortals who blocked him time and time again, hurting him.
Ack felt a kind of anger. It was the kind of anger he felt when he was hurt and hurt by ants he looked down on.
To him, this was no different from being humiliated.
In the next second, someone really did slap his face.
For some reason, Orgrim was obsessed with throwing hammers. The Hammer of Destruction, which was bigger than a human head, was not even comparable to a toy in front of Archerons. However, it was this hammer that drew a beautiful line of fire in the air. Just as Turayan stabbed Ack, the hammer directly hit Archerons' left eyelid.
Originally, with Archerons's extremely abnormal defense, it would have probably bounced off. After using the power of the Emerald Dream to weaken his defense, the effect was surprisingly good. Archerons' eye socket was slightly swollen, but it wasn't too serious.
However, injuries were injuries. Even if it was just a small injury, it could easily accumulate into minor injuries, serious injuries, or even death!
Three heroes had injured Archerons in a row, which immediately ignited the hope of the heroes.
That's right!
We can do it!
After this great demon was weakened, he was no longer the invincible existence that was above all mortals.
He could be injured too.
Being injured meant that he had a chance of dying!
At this moment, Duque shouted, "Let's go together!"
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