fantasy reincarnation of warcraft

Chapter 57 Poor Whitemane (Edited)
The wind blew behind him, and it was too late for Tikrios to react. Huma's sharp claws tore off his wings, threw him to the ground, and then lowered his head and bit him.

A large piece of flesh was bitten off from the back of Tikrios' neck, and thick green blood sprayed Huma's face. The disgusting smell of sulfur made Huma spit out the meat in his mouth, and then rubbed hard. own face.

In Huma's memory, such damage was enough to instantly kill the prey, and it was generally the same, but unfortunately the Dreadlord was not an ordinary prey.

Violent explosions emanated from Tikrios' body and Huma was blown away. Then he supported his half-bitten neck and stood up in pain. With all his bones broken, he looked extremely embarrassed and needed to use Only his hands can keep his head from falling off. His eyes were full of hatred, but he couldn't even say a harsh word because his trachea was leaking. He held his head with difficulty and turned to look at Huma, as if to remember this I lost the adult's creature, and then fled here in a flash in spite of everything. Every time he appeared, squeezed by the space, a large pool of blood would spurt from his neck, but in the end he disappeared from people's sight.

But someone will not let go of this opportunity to kill him. Illidan quickly drank a mouthful of water from the Well of Eternity. In an instant, the huge power healed him instantly, and those eyes shining with fel flames seemed to be fueled. Burning violently, he chased in the direction of Tikrios.

Malfurion changed back into a human form in pain. His blue skin was red all over, like a boiled crayfish. Every movement would be painful, but he didn't heal himself immediately. Instead, he looked at the direction where Illidan left, his eyes were full of shock, he would never forget the familiar aura that suddenly erupted from Illidan, and he would never...

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Archimonde hid in the army of demons, and now, all the demons rushed madly to the elves' positions.

Thrall's orc tribe suffered heavy casualties. Nearly [-]% of the [-] Kor'kron elite guards died, and the rest were also seriously injured. Thrall, who was extremely sad, could only flee with the rest of his tribe. Fortunately, the elves did not abandon them, or Said that the daughters of Cenarius did not abandon them, they helped Thrall and others return to a safer rear.

Archimonde urgently needs the energy of the World Tree now. Although Ysera said that it will destroy the World Tree, Archimonde does not believe it at all, because it takes a lot of power to destroy such a huge tree. At least a few demigods are needed to complete this mission.

Zhang Li is still recovering himself. He has tried his best, and he doesn't plan to participate in the next battle. Now he just wants to sit around somewhere and watch the war with cold eyes.

He rushed into the enemy group alone and killed Mannoroth under the nose of Archimonde. No one could ask him for more. Now he just waited for Archimonde to be killed by the World Tree, and then went out to arrest him. Archimonde's soul, after that, he wants to take the right to use the broken second-generation well. I believe that with his heroic status against the Burning Legion, it is not too much to make this request.

However, Zhang Li didn't understand what the World Tree meant to the night elves. If it wasn't for Malfurion's prestige to give up the World Tree against the crowd, they would have been able to fight the devil until they died clean.

Now that Malfurion is not in Mount Hyjal, will they still make the right choice like in the original history?
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On the other side, in the distant Northrend, Tyran's elite troops are struggling against the attack of the undead. Ever since they took the Frozen Throne by surprise, the undead have been chasing them crazily, no matter how they evade, The group of undead can rush over in the first time, like flies that smell the smell of poop, which is annoying.

They don't understand why this is so, they have tried any method of concealing themselves, burying themselves under snowdrifts, hiding in the forest, even using magic to hide, but it is useless, no matter what, they cannot escape the pursuit of the undead.

Where would they have thought that in Brian's bag, the culprit they couldn't find was in it. It was he who sent the signal to the undead, making them as conspicuous as a big light bulb in the dark, so the undead could Find them easily.

At this time, Tai Lan's team was surrounded by the undead, and the hordes of undead killed them with heavy casualties. Tai Lan's heart sank, seeing that less than [-]% of the troops when they set off, he knew that he had no chance He has completed the glorious mission entrusted to him by the king.

Thinking of it this way, Tai Lan was really ashamed and indignant.

"Tylan, there is good news now. My Explorers' Association will send a plane to pick us up. As long as we last for a while, we can go back." Brian gasped. As the king's younger brother, the dwarves would not Let him die easily, not to mention that he is an important senior member of the Dwarf Explorers Association.

Tai Lan remained silent. Maybe he didn't have to die when he went back, but that meant that he had failed the kingdom's trust, and he would bear this shame forever.

Brian saw Tailan's reluctance, sighed and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "There is nothing you can do if the mission fails. Now you should be more responsible to your subordinates, and don't let them sacrifice in vain."

Tailan struggled with pain in his heart. Seeing his exhausted subordinates at this time, he finally nodded with difficulty.

'Let me bear the shame alone. 'Thinking like this, he mentioned the power of the holy light that had not recovered much, and rushed to the front line.

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In the hills of Hillsbrad in the Eastern Kingdom, a woman in tatters was quietly hiding in the forest. Her beautiful white legs were covered with scars. She didn't even have a pair of shoes, so she could only step barefoot on the rough ground. On the grass, coupled with that disheveled and scattered hair, she is really a poor homeless girl.

But she is not a homeless woman, she is Whitemane, in Southsea Town, she will be forced to marry a complete stranger, but this is not the most tragic, the most tragic thing is that those villains who caught her He dragged her into a corner and tore her clothes.

Speaking of which, it was already obvious what the villains were going to do. How could the weak girl be the opponent of these villains. Although she tried her best to resist and shouted for help, she still seemed unable to escape the fate of being defiled.

The people around would not save her even if they heard her cry. The people who have just experienced pain are indifferent to anyone.

It seemed that she could not escape this tragic fate. When she was in despair, an unexpected person saved her. It was the child she had treated not long ago. The dagger was inserted into the back of a villain, and then he took advantage of the stupidity of the villains to attack others frantically.

But a child is a child. When the villains reacted, his good luck came to an end. Not everyone is capable of being a hero to save the beauty. He was quickly caught by a villain, and then The child was beaten crazily, the face of the child was distorted from the beating, he vomited blood, and he seemed to be dying soon, but what was Whitemane doing at this time?She just curled up helplessly in the corner watching all this.

After all, she is still just an underage girl. Faced with such a helpless fate, what can I ask of her?

"Run..." That was the child's last words. The voice woke Whitemane up, and she started to run crazily.

It's a pity that this is a dead end, and Whitemane can only rush out of the villain in a panic, but this is impossible.

She was caught again, and this time no one would save her, the child who had tried to save her was now a dead man.

The villains laughed grinningly. They had already stripped her naked and threw her on a wooden box. Some of them had already taken off their trousers, exposing the evil thing.

The poor girl can't do anything but call out to the Holy Light...

At this time, she finally remembered that she still had the weapon of the Holy Light. As a talented priest, Whitemane was very qualified.

Although she doesn't have a strong physique, she can't use the King's Blessing like a paladin, and she can't improve her physique much if she uses it. With her physical fitness, even if it is doubled, how much will it be?

But she also has holy light spells. There is no difference between the spells that priests and paladins can use, such as holy light spells, such as blame.

This is the best time she used it. The desire to survive (maybe called the desire not to be X) made her break through her potential. In a flash, she sent several accusations in a row, and almost every villain was hit. .

At the moment when they were in a trance, Whitemane ran out.

Holding the few clothes in her arms, she rushed out like crazy, ignoring the indifferent and somewhat strange eyes of the people around her, she rushed out of Nanhai Town and entered the forest.

The choice was correct, and Finarin immediately sent a group of soldiers after her, and the forest provided her with shelter.

From then on, she hid in the forest, and then slowly walked towards the defense line of Dalaran. She knew that there was the king's army there, and she wanted to go to the king to make a decision and let him punish Finalin.

The hungry Whitemane found a wild fruit. This was the first meal she found today. Although she was hungry, she still maintained a ladylike demeanor. She first sat down in a corner and combed her long hair After picking up the fallen leaves on the tree, he tidied up the rags, then curled up and bit the first sour fruit.

It was hard to eat, especially for a noble lady who was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, but she ate it anyway, and nothing wasted.

She still needs to rely on these physical strengths to seek justice...

　The overhaul is finally over, huh.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)