Enter World of Warcraft with Dark Skills

Chapter 143 Where are my wings?
The Bruttalus pig charges forward without giving anything much thought.

It just follows its instinct to charge into battle. With its huge body, powerful strength, hard thick skin, and the help of some innate spells, it has always been like a fish in water on the battlefield.

The Annihilan race has always produced reckless people, but Brutalus is a little special. He has a very high talent for dueling, excellent physical reaction ability, and can use continuous skills to kill his opponents.

Now it's doing it again.

It will first attack Taelan Fordring with a high-damage Meteor Strike, then ignite its opponent with fel energy, and then launch its ultimate move, War Stomp. This move not only stuns the opponent, but also has a powerful armor-breaking effect. It will then use Meteor Strike and powerful weapons to attack the opponent multiple times.

Often no one can withstand its brutal attacks. And when it accumulates enough anger, it will destroy everything. It likes to watch its opponent being burned to ashes while being unable to move.

But today, it encountered a Nephalem. Just as the frontal charge began, the first meteor strike missed, and its huge blade fist hit the void, exploding a ball of flames.

But the maggot turned into three. These three maggots turned into phantoms and charged at it from three angles.

The fighting instinct made it raise the serrated blade in its left hand to fight the first maggot that came towards it head-on, and then use the fel energy to ignite the opponent.

But the maggot took out a huge, beautiful blue shield and hit it hard in the face.

It was actually knocked unconscious for a moment, and it remembered that it had clearly used its weapon to block the opponent's attack.

At this time, a second strong maggot rushed over from its left side, holding a huge two-handed sword.

The fighting instinct made it retreat diagonally to avoid the slash. But the little thing continued to charge, and the sanctified giant sword slashed it on its left side.

It felt that with its evil armor and armor enhancement, it could definitely block this attack.

But the sword turned into five. It must be an illusion!

"what!"

A scream of pain emanated from the annihilan's fanged mouth.

However, this is not the end.

A third powerful figure launched an attack from its right side. Annihilan must be the illegitimate child of some shameless world will. Its powerful fighting instinct actually allowed it to react to such a rapid series of attacks.

It had no time to block it with its weapon. It launched its ultimate move, War Stomp. As long as it stuns it, it can be set on fire. Then burn it to death!

Its huge front hooves were raised. The spell guidance, which lasted less than a second, had come to an end.

Suddenly, a beautiful milky white cross-shaped star appeared on its body. Bang! Its huge body was involuntarily repelled!
Sanctuary! Although it has thick skin and flesh, it can resist the freezing of Taelan Fordring's Holy Ice and the damage of Sanctuary. However, repulsion is the power of Nephalem, and even you, an Eternal, cannot resist it.

Its war stampede was delayed, but Taelan Fordring would not delay. He turned into holy light.

On the right side of the annihilan, holy light spots surrounded it, and they quickly transformed into singing angels.

Brutalus looked at the glowing bird-man that He had transformed into, raining down endless light. Its instinct told it that it was dangerous.

In an instant, Taelan Fording appeared on Bruttalus' right side, and the sharp double-edged sword of the sanctified Grand Marshal directly cut the right rib of the abyss lord.

Ah! After the scream, green blood sprayed everywhere, and the flowers and plants on the ground were all in trouble. They were burned by the poisonous blood and emitted green smoke.

The severely injured Brutalus was also angry and was about to lose his mind. He raised his right hand with a blade fist and used Burning at the risk of another attack.

Kel'Thuzad was terrified watching from a distance. He knew that the great lord had not tried to kill him. Otherwise, he would have died. This kind of demigod who is not susceptible to control, cannot maliciously transform, and has holy armor is the father of the mage.

I have to face a powerful melee unit casting spells at any time, and I don't know if he will punch me.

Thinking of this, its left hand couldn't help but tremble. It really wanted to tell Brutalus not to use burning.

That would bring revenge from that weird, weird book. He would strike with the Force!
Once the Force strike is launched, everyone will be in trouble.

But it was too late. The book really started to float up, and the pages were rustling like a death warrant.

The greatsword in Taelan Fordring's hand turned white.

Assimilation strike! Bruttalus heard a whisper, a voice telling it to die, and the Holy Light did not want to assimilate it.

It realized that it had been deceived by Kel'Thuzad. This maggot, no, this demigod could not look down on itself and would not say such a thing.

Taelan Fording didn't know yet that his identity had changed so drastically in an instant.

From a weak maggot, to a maggot, to a strong maggot, to a human, and finally to Him.

After being hit by the force, Bruttalus felt his reaction slow down, and the holy light wings behind Taelan Fording entangled his right hand.

Its keen fighting instinct told it that this was not a good thing. If it was entangled a few more times, it would become the plaything of this demigod.

Endless holy light will fill it and then blow it to pieces.

But this ending was inevitable. As a demigod-level creature, the chaotic force that he controlled could not hit him. He was too small, too fast, and too mysterious.

As the battle progressed, it could already sense a powerful holy flame from Tyran Fording, constantly burning itself. After each attack, it would incur additional damage that could not be reduced.

At this time, Kel'Thuzad finally found his conscience and drove Oryx Rivendell to launch a surprise attack on the overlord from the rear.

Aurix rushed into the sanctuary, and immediately felt rejected by this sacred world, but the anti-magic shield protected him.

It launched an icy strike from behind the overlord.

Kel'Thuzad snorted coldly. As expected, the terrible codex once again extracted a wisp of icy power.

At this time, Sylvanas Windrunner, who returned to the battlefield from the rear, drew her giant bow and shot an armor-piercing arrow at the head of Baron Rivendare who was attacking her by surprise.

Since you have no moral principles and attack my people, don't blame me for shooting you in the head.

Sylvanas Windrunner wouldn't stand a chance against a demigod, but she might have a chance against a heroic death knight.

At this time, Sanctuary attacked Rivendell. It was not a powerful Annihilan. It thought it had dodged the heavy arrow. But it was repelled and severely injured. Windrunner's arrows were never pure physical damage. They were often enchanted arrows, and they were often fired in bursts.

Snap! Rivendell's helmet was shot off, and the third arrow was nailed into its left shoulder.

It fell from its horse in an instant, and Taelan Fordring saw his face.

The wings of holy light entangled it, and it was fixed in the void. A series of holy light bullets were injected into Rivendell's body, purifying all the shadows and death forces in its body. It turned into a clean corpse.

While purifying Rivendell, Taelan Fordring launched an Order Strike: Ice against Brutallus. A huge ice flower bloomed. Brutallus was once again entangled by a Holy Light Wing.

It was already at the end of its strength, it felt the end was coming, it no longer dared to shout maggots.

One more strike and it would be driven back into the Twisting Nether.

At this moment, suddenly a sky full of bats and a large number of gargoyles flew over, and then a huge green portal opened. On both sides were carved two sword-wielding giants. There were bone spurs and piled skulls on the door, showing the brutal aesthetics of the Eredar.

A large green hand stretched out from the portal and used Legion's Grip on Bruttalus.

Obviously, the owner of this giant hand with blue-black nails knew that the Legion's Grip could not do anything to Taelan Fording, so it chose Brutallus.

The imprisoned Brutalus was ecstatic, flapping its wings like a captured chick to welcome new life.

But by this time, Taelan Fordring had already launched:

Chaos strikes.

Fel energy is merciless and will harm anyone, including its wielder.

The Annihilan lord screamed, and its beautiful little wings left it, and it would never grow wings again.

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