Pit Lord is the high-level unit of the Burning Legion. These dragon-like guys are said to come from the place bordering the infinite universe and Void. The real barren mountains and rivers have also created Pit Lord's terrifying physical strength.
Yes, this kind of monster is essentially a melee creature. Although there are Talents spells like "Meteor Fall", their methods of controlling Fel Energy are still too rough.
But the power of Rank determines that even if it is a crude method, the effect is still amazing when facing an opponent weaker than it.
For example, now, the strange trick of exploding one's own blood was used by Mannoroth, like a mace of Killer, catching everyone off guard.
When Grom and Varok's bodies fell limp to the ground and kept twitching, Thrall and Dick's reactions were the fastest, Shaman transformed into wolf-like shapes and ran wildly immediately summoned the triple Elements shield and Healing Stream. The water sprayed from the air washed back and forth on his body, trying to clean away the contaminated blood, but he was left with too little time.
When Fel Energy detonated the blood on the surface of the body, Earth Shield, Lightning Shield and Water Shield outside the body of Thrall All were broken open in an instant, and a fire light similar to a bomb explosion lit up outside Shaman's body, throwing Thrall far away. When it landed, Orcs The shape of Chieftain is better than that of Grom and Varok, but it is also unable to get up.
The four Elements Creature he summoned were directly blown into pieces, while the Wardens and Elf hiding in the shadows Rogue, could not escape a series of bursts of fire. The main reason is that Pit Lord's skill at the bottom of the box is too sinister. Who would have thought that the blood that has been separated from the body can also be used as an offensive weapon?
Everyone was more or less temporarily suppressed by Combat Strength. Only Felblood Explosion on the surface of Dick's body lit up at the end because he posed the smallest threat to Pit Lord, and because it was at the end that Dick clearly saw Mannoroth's current state.
Pit Lord's Felblood Explosion looks infinitely powerful and powerful, but if this skill is really so perfect, why didn't he use it early in the morning? He would wait until the last moment to use it?
The answer is simple, this skill is a double-edged sword!
From the first explosion, Dick could see that every time the fire lit up, Mannoroth's body shook violently, and its lower abdomen was cut into a "cross" shape by Barnes The wound will crack again after each explosion. The Dark Green fluorescent blood dripping from the wound exudes extremely high temperature. Every drop falling on the ground will burn a Pit!
Dick Now I understand!
Co-authored by Mannoroth Looking at Wei Feng, every time it detonates others, it will actually detonate the blood in its own body. Equivalent to how much damage others suffer, it will suffer the same damage itself!
There is a joke among Previous Life players, saying that Warlocks, in addition to Arcane Power and Fel Energy, also have a third combat resource, which is the health bar! This joke is to ridicule many of Warlock's skills, which are activated by consuming one's own life.
But now, this kind of pervert who fights with blood bars has really appeared in front of Dick!
The total number of people present was more than 10, which was equivalent to Mannoroth igniting the blood in his body ten times!
But that's it, Pit Lord can still move! Its left hand was disabled by Varok, so it simply grabbed War Glaive on the ground with its right hand, and the third one was split open. The horned head and vicious little eyes stared at Dick who was running towards Grom. The sharp edge of War Glaive pointed at Dick diagonally.
Pit Lord also dubbed the blast with a rough voice.
"BOOM!"
"Bang!"
The last deafening blast exploded on the surface of Dick's body. Since it directly acted on the skin of the body,
Even Divine Shield held up by Dick had no effect. Paladin could feel the green blood stains stained on the surface of his body, just like Slime suddenly started moving on its own, squirming and merging, and then suddenly exploded! Dick was like a kite with its string broken. The whole person was thrown into the air, and then fell to the ground with blood stains all over the sky.
It hurts!
My whole body hurts!
Dick's legs and abdomen were blown into bloody scars, as if they had been severely burned, and every cell in his body was twitching! It was unimaginable pain. He lay on the ground, raised his head with all his strength, and looked at the swaying Pit Lord, holding War Glaive with one hand, limping towards his defeated enemies.
Paladin focused his gaze forward. Even though Grom's body was on the verge of death, he still held on to his own War Axe. Dick smelled the smell of Sulfur and blood in the air. In a daze, he felt like he was back in the Darkwood that almost killed him four years ago.
At that time, just like now, he was on the verge of death, unable to move, and could only wait humbly for death to come.
Get moving!
Move me!
His legs, body, and even his neck were unable to move! Pain had paralyzed all the cells. Dick Despair discovered that the blood of Dark Green was like nails, stuck in every gap of the wound, like red-hot iron, and his whole body was so burned that he almost lost his intuition.
On the retina of Dick, bright red numbers are beating rapidly. That is the value of Stamina, which is falling at the speed of an avalanche! It is about to fall below the 100 mark. Corrosion, disability, poisoning, and bleeding are a series of shocking DEBUFFs behind Stamina Bar, which means that Life Force is being eliminated quickly.
In other words, he is dying!
But after going through so many battles, Pain could no longer make Dick retreat, it could only arouse his inner unwillingness, especially when one-fifth of the world Fate had already been reversed, how could he be willing to die here!
How could he be willing to die at the hands of a second-tier character like Mannoroth!
Jaina and Liadrin are still waiting for him!
First Expeditionary Force's soldiers are still fighting for him!
The world, the almost unseen real world, is still waiting for him to travel and explore!
"How could I die here!"
Dick pursed his lips that were soaked in dust, his eyes became brighter and brighter,
"How could I... how could I die in a place like this!"
Silver Hand!
My left hand, my left hand that has no pain! Move it!
Climb!
Climbing forward hard! Just like four years ago in Darkwood!
I can die! But before I die, I will crawl to the farthest place I can!
One inch, two inches!
Dick's body moved forward slowly with the support of his left hand. Mannoroth in the distance was also moving towards Orcs with difficulty, Pit Lord's suicide attack, which killed a thousand enemies and damaged eight hundred, also put a huge load on its body, especially the cross-shaped wound opened by Barnes. It completely collapsed and even the internal organs were squeezed out of the body.
Two creatures, one strong and one weak, one large and one small, both are at the end of their strength in the face of death.
"Pah!"
Dick's left hand, covered in dust and blood, grasped Grom's calf. Mannoroth was only less than 50 meters away from the two people.
Paladin gritted his teeth and said to Grom who was still twitching,
"I don't know if you can hear it, but right now, only you, only you can kill it. Don't you want Revenge? Don't you want to wash away your shame? Bastard! Stand up for me! Stand up for me! Go and fulfill your destiny, bastard!"
Holy Power, golden, warm, Healing sexual Holy Power is poured crazily into Grom's body through Silver Hand of the left hand, Orc Blademaster's pumping The convulsions stopped, but he was still awake. Almost all the blood in this guy's body was squeezed out by Mannoroth's tyrannical Arcane Power, and his whole body was dyed Blood Red. If his chest was not still heaving, he would be no different from a dead person.
Dick poured the last bit of Holy Power into Orcs's body, but Orcs was still unconscious, Mannoroth War Glaive in's right hand was already raised high and was about to be chopped down. Dick was still unwilling to give up. He grabbed Orc Blademaster's ankle with difficulty and pulled.
"Stand up! Bastard! Think about your child, Garrosh. Do you want him to bear your infamy all his life? Prove to me that you are a Hero!"
"... Ahem... child, my Garrosh..."
"Hahaha, stop struggling, bug, this is your Fate, the same Fate as this humble world! Will be crushed by me!"
Pit Lord laughed wildly, "Go to hell!"
"Whoa!"
Just before Mannoroth's War Glaive struck down, blue-purple lightning fell from the sky, like a gun of light tearing through the darkness, and hit the tip of Mannoroth's War Glaive. Like a lightning rod, the lightning passed through the metal, paralyzing Mannoroth's whole body.
Electricity flashed across his body. Dick turned around in surprise and saw Thrall holding Doomhammer and falling to the ground. Warchief is indeed the best teammate. He is never late when he is needed most!
"Ahhh!"
Grom grabbed War Axe and climbed up from the ground. He half-knelt on the ground, panting and turning his head. He looked at Dick,
"My child...Garrosh, he..."
"He's not dead! He's just living in Draenor, Nagrand, Goya Matriarch was rescued! There are also Dranosh, the son of Varok, and Jorin, the son of Deadeye. They are not dead, they are all rescued, just in Nagrand! In your hometown! Where you grew up, your son also grew up! Think about your son!"
Dick yelled crazily, and along with his hoarse shouts, Grom's already drained body seemed to be injected with new power. He stood up staggeringly, breathing heavily, and Orc Blademaster's spirit seemed to be in a trance.
"My son... is not dead...Garrosh... ahhh!"
Get up and leap!
Heroic Leap!
Grom's figure was like a red lightning. He held War Axe with both hands and slashed towards Mannoroth's head. Pit Lord The paralysis had passed, and it raised War Glaive to block. Dick turned over, squeezing out its remaining energy, and aimed its left hand at Mannoroth's eyes.
"Don't even think about it! Die here!"
"Ugh!"
The weak Holy Shock flew out, how fast was the light? When Mannoroth's eyes were hit, his vision went dark. The next moment, the sharp War Axe was firmly embedded in the crack on Pit Lord's head. With the injection of desperate will, the sharp blade passed through the skull and brain, killing the last hope!
"Win... win!"
Dick's vision went dark.
"Drip... An unknown substance has been detected in Host's body! Drop... Danger! Danger!"
The next moment, Dick's closed eyes opened again, but they were all red. His body that could not move was like a puppet on strings. He was pulled up, and in an extremely awkward posture, he threw himself at Pit Lord's body, which was about to self-destruct. His hands were pressed against the hot skin that had cracked, like exploding green Magma.
Black Root-Like Tendrils, ten fingers sprang out from Dick, like ten small black snakes, piercing into Pit Lord's body.
"Gu... Gu..."
The sound of buffalo drinking water sounded at the intersection of Dick and Mannoroth. Pit Lord, which was about to self-destruct, was like a suppressed water pipe. Its body, which had expanded by three thirds, actually shrank and stabilized again.
"Drip...Life Force Transfer...Host Lifeform Vital Signs Recovering...20, 30, 50... Drip..."
A cloud of smoke drifted by, covering up everything that happened, just like the truth of history, which is always hidden in the deepest undercurrent.
About the ending of Grommash Hellscream
Although I am a Alliance~, I also like Grom. I have wanted to modify the ending of Grommash Hellscream several times, but I found that if he survives, it may be the real tragedy.. A very realistic question: In the original plot, Cenarius was hacked to death by Grommash Hellscream. If he survived, how would Night Elf get along with Orcs?
In the new history, even though I have modified the death trajectory of Cenarius, I still can't imagine how a living Grommash Hellscream can be more memorable than a Grommash Hellscream who dedicated his life to a noble cause. In the final analysis, Grommash Hellscream's death made him truly transform into a legend.
Therefore, let what belongs to God return to God, and what belongs to Hero return to Hero. Let us sing Warsong Clan and send the soul of Grommash Hellscream back to our hometown.