The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"You forced me to do this, please don't blame me!"

Who could be so desperate, and use such an arrogant tone to say such...

Who can face such a terrible situation and remain calm, turning over and standing with the spear in hand?

That’s right, on this Darkspear Islands “siege” beach that trembles again and again, there is only one person who can say...

To briefly summarize Arthas's psychological journey, in the end he only saw a group of dishonorable orcs trying to escape from him.

For the sake of glory, they are willing to sacrifice their lives. This is his "stereotype" impression of orcs.

From his perspective, he simply gave the orcs a summary.

He quickly concluded that for the sake of Chieftain Thrall, we must repair the ship as soon as possible.

The tribe has not failed, we are on the path to victory...

Different people have different ideas, and this is what the muscular man with "confidence" written on his face thinks, he is super confident.

But! This is really too embarrassing for "Glory".

It's okay for trolls to run, but if orcs take the lead, something is wrong.

He thought so, and stood on the shaking beach like this...

How come the Darkspear Islands haven't sunk yet?

However, his original idea for the day was very successful, as he was able to fight against the powerful orc heroes all by himself.

Among the orcs, some like Grommash stayed behind and stared at him covetously, making him feel even more helpless.

Even though their physical strength might not be at its peak for some reason, they still posed a terrifying deterrent to Arthas.

Although he had seen such scenes before, and had even personally fought in larger-scale team battles of a heavier level, his Grandmaster level limited his performance.

So what can he do?

Want it cold?

But the food seemed to be quite hot.

No, he took off his upper body armor, but he never took off the two rings on his hands.

Facing these heavy weapon enthusiasts in a certain sense, Arthas held the halberd in his right hand alone and slowly raised his left hand.

"Lok..."

"What are you talking about! If you have the guts, just fight me head-on!! Saurfang!!!"

With a series of loud roars, he forcibly blocked the voice of a certain Saurfang, and Arthas instantly became a true calm paladin.

"Holy Light, your devout believers need your power!"

The pillar of generous holy light descended, and Arthas slashed at the "remaining" orcs in front of him with his right hand.

He directly swung the rice halberd, which was a holy light axe halberd chopping with a big axe!

For a short period of time, the Humility of Lordaeron on the ring finger of his right hand seemed completely useless.

At this time, please randomly draw the King’s wedding ring on the ring finger of your left hand!

[Lor'themar's Solitary Blessing]

〖What lone hero? I think you are just looking for nothing to do, Arthas Menethil.

You cured his eyes, and although he is very grateful to you, he is still very willing to give you words of gratitude.

During the regency of a temporary king, he heard that Jaina secretly found a "master craftsman" to make a pair of rings, and wanted to get some kind of blessing.

Isn't it the blessing of the guardian dragon that the guardian dragon once gave to the world tree - Nordrassil?

Who doesn't know how to talk about scenes?

So, after his left eye healed, Lor'themar immediately decided to participate in this "event".

Isn't it just a wedding ring? He, Lor'themar Theron, is a very special best man.

Only for one day, I wish you to become a "lone hero".

Original words: Aldielshala (goodbye), future lone hero, may the sun be with you.

"Lucky lone hero: Lucky is the lone hero. You - Lor'themar Theron - do not know what fear is.

Be tenacious and persevere, and be pierced by thousands of arrows. The future responsibility is entrusted to you.

Whenever an enemy who is at a higher realm than you fights you, you will be less likely to die and your body will become more agile.

Whenever the total distance you move reaches a threshold, your next attack will be able to hit an additional attack power that spans a major realm.

Not only is there luck, but there is also the effect of courage.

As a hero, you will have an additional attack limit of Demigod after stacking.

For example, the black and red death finger of a certain great demon.

At that time, you might be able to take advantage of the opportunity to kill an enemy. 』

"Now, let's start again..."

There was a moment of pause, the mind became one, the armor came together, and it looked majestic.

Light up the wind... Lightning Elemental Crown, Arthas changed his tone and said, "Let me get to know you."

"There is only death in front of me."

But in the blink of an eye, with a crackling sound, a cold sword was inserted into the passively cracked beach, and the chill was everywhere.

In the time it took the orc heroes to retreat three steps, Arthas became extremely powerful in their eyes...

The sharp blade, shaped like a cold crescent, fell with a cold light that could decapitate.

Carrying the banner of the Burning Blade Clan, Samuro cut Arthas's white hair from behind, which was exposed under his Crown of Domination...

Before that, Arthas stomped his foot on the beach, and the Frost Sword automatically floated in the air, blocking the Sword Master's Blade.

throat!

At the same time, Arthas turned the axe, injected the power of Holy Light into it, and transformed it into an axe spear.

"call."

Next, he held the gun with both hands, turned the flexible gun body, turned around and stabbed Samuro's throat.

Stealth, invisible enemies.

In a sense, Arthas has encountered the most invisible enemies so far.

There was an invisible wizard lady who loved to be late,

There is a stealth warden lady with superb concealment skills.

Later, the multifunctional and multi-element stealth "master" gradually developed and flourished.

Just looking at the middle, the agile enemy left "some" indelible impression when he used his agility to confront the agility of the enemy.

Zizizi, electric currents as bright as daylight lit up from the rice gun and the magic sword, like dragons and snakes circling around them.

Whoosh, whoosh, the wind is howling, and the whirlwind automatically attaches and entangles.

Arthas kicked away the scattered sand and soil with one kick, and with lightning speed, he stabbed the orc swordsman who was dodging continuously.

Although he missed the target with his gun, Samuro's face remained solemn. Holding the still intact and trembling blade, he retreated dozens of steps.

At this moment, Arthas holds a thunder spear in his left hand and a thunder sword in his right hand.

His eyes flashed with blue lightning, and he looked like an unstoppable god of thunder and war!

He doesn't know anything else, but now he can use speed...speed will become even faster, and he can suppress everything with speed!

"Lok'tar Ogar!"

Hearing the three violent voices coming from his ears, Arthas said in a deep voice: "Either victory or death."

His body turned into a whirlwind, and he flashed into the air where the orc was jumping and slashing, and his gun and sword were like electric currents.

"The first move of the spear and sword combination, spear probing the bloody axe."

He thrust his gun forward, and the thunder pierced Blood Axe Brooks on the left.

"The second violent axe chop, the sword chop king."

He swung his sword straight down, and with thunderous force, he blocked the axe Varok on the right.

"The third form of the empty eye training, Eye Arrow Hell."

His eyes were like arrows, and he stared at Grommash's blood-red pupils.

"Show posture 4, Kick-Empty Sar."

He kicked into the air, and the thunder illuminated the great chief favored by the elements.

The beach trembles and the sea breeze howls.

A storm suddenly arose and dust flew.

Rushing like lightning, they fought fiercely with four heroes.

Alsace, apparently.

Standing proudly, overlooking the beach.

The fantasy moment is over.

"Lok'tar Ogar!"

"Victory or death!"

After defeating Samuro, Arthas responded in the same loud voice.

He took one step at a time and leapt into the air, causing dust to fly away.

On both sides of his body, thunder spears and wind swords suddenly appeared at the same time!

It's a somewhat familiar real-life version of a one-on-five fight in the air, with spears and swords turning into axes and a flash of light appearing!

Samuro, Blade of Fire, from bottom to top, Blade Storm!

Brooks, Bloody Axe, from left to right, Axe Storm!

Varok, Frostblade Axe, from right to left, Axe Storm!

Grommash, the Roaring Axe, from top to bottom, Axestorm!

Warchief Thrall, Doomhammer, rolling thunder, thunderhammer storm!

"drink!"

Faced with this seamless group attack with no blind spots, Arthas roared, quickly put away his gun and sword, and also spun at high speed.

Whirlwind is a common skill that all warriors have.

And its advanced version, Bladestorm.

In fact, you just need to practice more, and transform yourself into a storm with circles of strong winds and thunder.

With strong winds and thunder all the way, Arthas found his target and directly found the weakest orc in the whole game - Thrall, who was left on the beach.

Were the previous elements fun?

I'm exhausted now!

"Orc Chieftain, take my attack!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the lightning spear in his left hand seemed to transform into a nine-day thunder dragon. It let out a dragon roar, opened its ferocious bloody mouth, and bit towards the orc's skull.

The wind sword in his right hand seemed to transform into a nine-earth sand snake, spitting out corrosive venom from its tongue, shooting towards the hammer of destruction in Thrall's hand.

"call……"

With his eyes unbiased, Thrall breathed steadily, his eyes full of determination, and used his hammer with both hands to meet the attack head-on.

"All spirits, listen to my prayer!"

Crack, crack, crack. The small peaks that broke through the ground suddenly rose up from the ground and stabbed towards the Wind and Thunder Knight in the air with relentless precision.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, the violent tornadoes suddenly gathered together out of thin air, trying to grab the sword and spear assassin in the air with their combined force.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, beams of scorching fire were born from the wind and soil, rushing quickly and mercilessly towards the hovering dragons and snakes in the air.

Gurgle, gurgle, gentle streams of water... The water elements were motionless, it seemed they were suppressed by one person alone.

Faced with this, Arthas did not dodge or evade, but continued to stab with his spear and sword.

Although he was not afraid, he still couldn't understand.

How could a great chieftain of an alien race, an orc born in Azeroth, be so favored by the elements?

Even if he used the temporary legendary power of wind and thunder in his body, he could not shake the "love" of the wind element.

Isn't the wind elemental power in his body considered the wind element of Azeroth?

"Father of Orcs", I hate him... but Thrall is not an enemy on the level of Ner'zhul.

When the moves met, the Violent Thunder Gun directly shook away the tornado and fire stream around Arthas, and casually swept across the towering "mountain" below.

The small peak was swept away, sand and dust flew up, temporarily obstructing the view.

The tornado has stopped, but the sea breeze continues, bringing a temporarily peaceful environment.

Extinguish the fire, leaving charred air and bringing about a temporary increase in temperature.

Before this move today, Arthas had spent a lot of time fighting against countless opponents.

He is just a legendary plate armor shaman, but he has the power of a legendary wind and thunder knight. What is there to be afraid of? !