Breathtaking and powerful, Garrosh's magical martial arts are a systematic tactical method that has been gradually improved over decades of battles. Carlos was fascinated by it for a moment, and there was no violence at all to break up the fight, so that the Sha of Pride game Unable to hold it back, a flaw was revealed.
[This man previously pretended to surrender, but he is so ambitious that he should be captured alive and studied carefully. 】
Makes sense.
[Looking at the strange state of Gromsh, he must have stolen an ancient mysterious treasure. Only virtuous people can enjoy these treasures. If they are not given by God, they will inevitably suffer misfortune. 】
The Heart of Y'Shaarj is a piece of shit.
【……】
Keep going, the father and son played so wonderfully, but the commentary lacked such flavor.
【……】
I'll let you continue. If you can't understand your inner voice, you still haven't passed level 4 or 6 of Common Language.
[Hey, this old man is just a remnant soul of the Pandaren Emperor Shaohao. Don’t blame him, young hero. 】
Oh, Shaohao, I thought you were a countermeasure left by Xiong Shihuangkang, [beep] is not qualified enough.
[Things must start from that year...]
While Carlos was distractedly listening to the story that the Sha of Pride made up, he also watched the civil war between members of the Hellscream family with great interest. He experienced firsthand what it means that as long as people are not embarrassed, ghosts can continue to talk.
In terms of martial arts talent, Gromsh is far superior to Garrosh.
Carlos is a martial arts practitioner himself, and he knows that casters who can't level A can only line up in the middle. A true late-stage core must be able to adapt to the strong ice power, and he has to bear the bone-crushing hammer even if he takes ten thousand steps back. the weight of.
Therefore, whether it is in terms of combat skills or physical coordination, a father is far superior to his son.
The problem is that Garrosh doesn't have martial ethics.
The real layman sees the excitement, and the expert sees the door. Carlos, as the flag bearer of the Paladin, has been deeply involved in the development of Holy Light theory and Paladin practice. Speaking in human terms, he is how to develop more efficient Holy Light application skills.
Copying the game settings is a dead end. The Glass Slag headquarters can't even afford a magic consultant, so why do we expect them to have any foresight on the Holy Light system?
Holy Storm, a spell model that Carlos paid Master to help him make.
The wings of light unfolded, and Carlos pieced them together one rune and one holy seal.
It was precisely because of his previous difficult academic research and development experience that Carlos was certain that Garrosh's fighting method was definitely not something he thought up by relying on his talent alone.
It's too mature, too complete, too systematic.
[This child will definitely become a big problem in the future, and he must not be kept here. 】
Look again, look again.
Gromsh lived up to his reputation as a swordsman. He could still round the ax in the face of Garrosh's short blows. Carlos was amazed by his master-level two-handed axe-handling skills.
However, Garrosh's command skills were too deep, forcing his father to push back and forth, wasting many opportunities to attack and suppress.
[We have almost analyzed it. The external defense performance of this barrier is pretty good, but the internal impact resistance is average. As long as we seize the opportunity and use the aftermath of the two orcs' attacks to attack at the same time, it will not be difficult to break. 】
Got it, got it, look at it again, it’s pretty good.
As the emotions between father and son became more and more agitated, the two of them laughed, chuckled, smiled, and laughed heartily.
"Absurd! My silly boy, how is this possible!"
Of course Carlos understands how to make friends through martial arts and fists. He even developed the standard Eye of Light transmission technology.
The problem is that Carlos is a spectator now, not a contestant. If you ask him to just watch and analyze the strange light in the eyes of the dead fish, isn't that embarrassing?
RNM refunds the ticket!
Oh, I didn’t buy a ticket, that’s okay.
"Then take a good look, anything is possible!"
With Garrosh's decisive reply, the battle truly heated up.
Stimulated by Garrosh's intense magic, Y'Shaarj's heart opened.
Although yes
He was very satisfied with Gromsh's strong body, but Y'Shaarj's heart was also like a rabbit, and the energy it provided to Laohou before was only a fifty-cent lollipop. However, under the powerful stimulation of Garrosh, the Heart of Y'shaarj realized that it might die if it failed to exert its efforts, and the goldfish used to watch had to be fished out and pressed for oil.
So, one move determines victory or defeat.
Gromsh, whose mind has been strengthened and amplified by the Heart of Y'Shaarj, wants to prove to his son that power is truth and that the future of the orcs must be in his own hands.
And Garrosh didn't bother to make any big arguments at all. He just used absolute power to smash the foundation of all his father's arguments.
Even if I give you the Heart of Y'Shaarj, you are still vulnerable.
【That’s right now...】
Garrosh's barrier collapsed internally due to the violent energy overflowing. As Gromsh let go and knelt down, the evil energy attached to him turned into black mist and quickly gathered towards the Eye of Bloodhowl on the ground. The heart of Y'Shaarj, which has opened its eyes and is observing the world, has regrouped and taken shape.
That’s X2 now.
Water mist exploded on the lake surface, cracks appeared in the sky, and two huge Sha demon distorted arms and claws simultaneously extended towards the heart of Y'Shaarj.
Good brothers for tens of thousands of years, Fear and Ao Zhisha turned against each other over who was the father's favorite child.
The Sha of Wrath, dozens of kilometers away, also felt something and let out a furious roar.
It's a pity that the Sha of Fear's claws were immobilized by Garrosh with a magic lock, and the Sha of Pride's arms were held up by Carlos.
[Pick up the Heart of Y'Shaarj, and you will rule the world! 】
Carlos didn't even want to reply to the Sha of Pride's temptation. He just looked at Garrosh, whose body was constantly exuding light spots.
"The King of Steel asked me to bring you a message."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"..."
"He said something."
"snort."
Garrosh twitched the corner of his mouth, ignored Carlos, slid to Gromsh's side in a kneeling shovel position, and gave his father a final hug.
Without Garrosh's control, the magic lock immediately collapsed, and Carlos had no choice but to summon the Holy Light Guard to block the Sha of Fear's claws from reaching the heart of Y'Shaarj.
Watching Garrosh's body dissipate rapidly, Carlos felt bad.
It wasn't that Garrosh didn't tell him what the Iron King had said, but that this out-of-control situation made Carlos realize that there was a force he didn't know was involved in Azeroth today.
It's such a coincidence that it's so unreasonable that the screenwriter and director don't even care about the box office.
Unable to break through the Holy Light Guard equipped with a cracked version of Thunder Heart, the Sha of Fear immediately used the power of fear to corrode and control the orcs present.
But the next moment, Fear of Sha regretted it.
Because Carlos released his hold on the Sha of Pride.
"No!
! "
In the heart-shaking howl of the Sha of Fear, Y'Shaarji's heart jumped and he avoided the claws that the Sha of Proud stretched out towards him.
As the ground continued to tremble, a twisted figure was approaching quickly.
The evil spirit of anger has also come.
Suspended in mid-air, the Heart of Y'Shaarj looked at Carlos with its dim eyes and asked him to merge.
