Ten ordinary people can kill one Elite, ten Elite can crush one rare Elf, and ten rare Elf can barely kill one if they cooperate. Lord, ten Lord and one High Lord who cooperate tacitly can only win miserably. Ten High Lord can tie with one Hero only if they cooperate wonderfully and have some luck.
But ten Hero require extremely miraculous cooperation, plus the possession of the goddess of luck, to be able to barely block the massacre of one Epic Hero!
In this world right now, Epic Hero can be counted on both hands. Those who barely make the cut like Arthas can beat old Hero like Uther. The gap between these two Ranks is already unimaginable.
It was difficult to avoid Fel Fire and Dick falling from the sky at Mannoroth Thirty meters away. Let alone attack, even defense was difficult. Come on, Thirty meters is not a safe distance at all for a monster of the size of Mannoroth. If he is not careful, he will be hit by the Fel fireballs flying in the sky.
Even Divine Shield, who had saved him many times, could only defend up to two shots in front of this Dark Green Fel fireball that contained the essence of power.
Only then did Dick know why Thrall and Grom were praised for killing Mannoroth for 30 years in history. This was simply impossible.
In fact, Dick seriously doubted that if Mannoroth had not been too arrogant and allowed Grom to seize the slightest opportunity to counterattack, even if Thrall and Grom were exhausted, it would be a huge problem whether they could consume one third of Mannoroth's health bar.
And even in the official CG, Thrall tried his best to strike, but could not even break through the defense, and Grom struck Execute on the head of Mannoroth, and he was killed by the explosion of Pit Lord before his death.
Just imagine, a Hero was killed instantly with one blow! What a terrifying power this is!
If Pit Lord tried his best from the beginning, would these two people still have a chance? Demon are the least afraid of fighting to the death, because they will not die at all!
But now, Thrall has seized a good opportunity, Nightmare Mad Dragon The wound left by Taerar on Mannoroth has not yet healed. Pit Lord's strength itself is incomplete. He also has the help of experts from Elf and Wardens, as well as the help of Varok.
If Pit Lord can't be killed this time, Thrall will really kill Despair!
"Attack its left leg! Varok!"
Grom placed War Axe in front of him, and there was a sudden collision with Double-Headed War Glaive that fell from the sky. The deafening sound of metal clashing caused the ground under his feet to sink immediately. Grom was like nails, and his legs were nailed into the ground.
However, judging from his shaggy hair and the faint blood-colored light lingering around his body, this Orc Blademaster has obviously entered the state of "Rage Control". In this case, as long as the spirit does not die, he can fight until the last trace of physical strength is drained out.
This state is very familiar to Dick, Norse Berserker!
But now, Grom was in an even crazier state than the berserk Frenzied Warrior. With a roar, he jumped out of the depression in the ground, dodging War Glaive's chops with the power of shadow. His body danced like a whirlwind, and he chopped off Mannoroth's somewhat inflexible left hoof.
"Ouch!! My blood is mine! You bugs!"
Mannoroth roared and stretched his left hand like a beast's claw to the left hoof, grabbed it upward, and the sprayed Dark Green blood exploded directly in the air!
The power was astonishing, but Grom relied on the flexibility of his body to avoid this wave of attacks. Pit Lord's long tail dragging on the ground swayed like a whip and whipped over. Orc Blademaster had no intention of evading, and was still frantically leaving scratches on Pit Lord's body.
It was the same as last time, just when the tail was whipped like a whip,
A tall figure blocked Grom's side. The long tail full of barbs hit the heavy metal shield, making the figure roll back into a ball, and even the metal shield was pulled into two halves. It was Varok, and when Varok flew out, he chanted Thrall for a long time. also prepared his own spell. He held Doomhammer on the ground with one hand and opened his other hand to look at the sky. The next moment, Portal with four colors of white, red, yellow and blue opened behind Shaman, and Elements Creature with four colors of wind, fire, earth and water sprang out from it.
"Revenge for this crying land! Elements's will!"
Shaman roared and jumped forward. Under the protection of four Elements, his body jumping in the air turned into a transparent Dire Wolf. Two purple Ghost Wolf also appeared beside Thrall, rushing towards Pit Lord in a mighty manner.
"Elemental Mastery+Feral Spirit!"
Dick swung a hammer and knocked away the oncoming small fireball Dark Green. He watched Thrall rush out.
"Warchief This is desperate!"
Paladin raised his head and glanced at Pit Lord, who had great power but was trapped due to his own injuries. Seeing these legendary Hero fighting together in front of him, he felt a surge of pride in his heart!
Grom is my vanguard, Thrall is my containment, and Overlord Saurfang is my T. There is only one healer left.
Dick Clenched his left hand suddenly, Silver Hand was already extremely hot, just like a pile of Magma attached to his broken arm, the burning feeling seemed to be scorched Flesh, Paladin followed Thrall and rushed into the barrage of fireballs in the sky. The next moment, in the not so bright canyon depression, a dazzling Holy Light exploded.
Under the golden protective body Holy Fire, two teams of golden Wings appeared behind Dick, flapping gently. Under the infusion of Holy Power that seemed to be burning in Dick's body, every step he took would leave a golden footprint on the ground.
Fire of Justice is burning, Anveena is shouting in Dick's mind.
"Go! Go! Go! Kill that big lizard!"
"As you wish, my Anveena!"
Dick roared, and the burning Torch Holy Hammer in his hand hit Pit Lord's left hoof. In the wound cut by Grom, 200% damage bonus, Order Power's aggressiveness towards non-Order creatures allows Dick, the guy with the weakest strength present, to also cause critical hits and penetration effects on Pit Lord.
Being huge means that Life Force is powerful, but it also means that the body's reaction is naturally poorer, especially before reaching the legendary Rank like Legendary. There are pros and cons to being huge, Mannoroth's physique gave it terrible lethality, so everyone present could only choose to dodge and fight. Even the strongest Varok and Grom would be defeated if hit head-on.
The vicious fighting methods of Wardenss caused the soft skin of Pit Lord's lower abdomen to be almost completely cut open. But the craziest one was the Sentinel Commander named Barnes. Two sharp Moonblades were his weapons, spinning at high speed in his palms, like two crazy cutting saws.
The attack point he chose was the most dangerous. It was Taerar who left the black, hideous wound underneath Mannoroth's body, as if it had its own life.
This Elf is definitely a sinister guy. He doesn't care at all whether his attacks are effective or not. He keeps using the forward movement and the shadow to expand the wound, expand it, and expand it!
Although there was no direct harm, Dick knew that this guy probably did the most damage to Pit Lord among all the people!
"Ahhh! Get out of my way!"
Pit Lord was so angry at these unhittable flies that it raised the Double-Headed War Glaive in its hand high and then stabbed it into the ground. When it When War Glaive was pulled out, the cracked ground began to shake, and Fel of Dark Green spurted out from those cracks, as if Magma was erupting.
Dick no longer cared about his image and burning blood, and rolled on the ground. He took this opportunity to reopen the wound on Pit Lord's left hoof, and then quickly escaped from the injured Torment. Pit Lord's attack range, standing in the distance, Dick can even see the blood of Dark Green that was cut into a "cross" shape, and the beating internal organs of Demon.
But although Fel Energy's spurt temporarily repelled Wardens and Elf Assassin Commander, it also stopped Mannoroth's difficult dodge. A figure took this opportunity, like Like a climbing monkey, it quickly ran up Pit Lord's body, running above the body like a mountain of meat with Dark Green bone plates, and stopped on top of Pit Lord's head, which was burning with soul flames.
"Demon, this ax is for Draenor!"
"Bang!"
"This ax is for my poor child!"
"Bang!"
"This ax is for my people!"
"Bang!"
"This ax is for..."
"Enough! Bugs! You piss me off!"
Three axes were struck on the top of its head in a row, and Pit Lord's inverted triangle head was almost split open. It shook its head and stopped Fel Energy's eruption on the ground, reaching out to grab the person standing on it. Grom was above his head, but Orcs nimbly avoided the beast's claws, turned over and jumped down from the top of the meat mountain. The ax tightly held in his hand slashed across Pit Lord's face. Dark Green's blood spurted out along the sharp ax blade.
This Demon was disfigured! The sharp ax swept through his eyes and almost blinded him!
This Pain makes Mannoroth explode again!
He waved the War Glaive in his hand towards Grom, which was rolling around on the ground, but before War Glaive could fall, Varok launched Heroic Leap from more than ten meters away. The Spine War Axe in Blood Red's hand hit Pit Lord's wrist. This blow exhausted Orcs Warlord's power, and even most of the ax body was cut into Demon's wrist.
This blow completely made Pit Lord go berserk. It let out the most painful cry since the war started, but it also completely aroused Demon's ferocity. The War Glaive in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and heavy dust and smoke were emitted.
Mannoroth's intact claw stretched out to Varok and Grom, and roared,
"You have my blood in your body! That's mine, die to me!"
"Bang! Bang!"
The terrible Fel Energy, through mysterious means, ignited the Demon Blood in the bodies of Varok and Grom, and in Dick's horrified eyes, the two Orcs were like water bags that had been crushed, and the terrifying Dark Green blood mist spurted out from the pores of the two people.
The low explosion sound made Grom and Varok's running bodies fall to the ground immediately. Dick looked at Demon's hand reaching out to the others. A terrible guess suddenly appeared in his mind. He looked down and saw that Dark Green's blood had already covered his body.
Worse! It's too late!
"And you! You all have my power in your body! You all must die! Ahhh!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"