Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 571 124. Who can stand this?

"boom"

   After being driven by the tide of the tide stone controlled by Xiaoxing to save the people in the palace, the water flow transformed by magic will quickly dissipate, making way for the next large-scale battle.

   At the same time that Lothar was knocked down by Grom, the two great knights who were originally guarding the Pope rushed towards Lothar.

  The great knight Dasuohan was holding a sword of the Great Crusade today, and he quickly called the holy light to congeal the blade, like a holy sword unsheathed and hit the tall orc chief in front of him.

   But while running, he was stopped by another orc with a black iron battle axe who jumped from above.

   The blade of holy light he struck was shattered by that guy's axe, and the sword of the Great Crusade he swung collided with the battle axe, causing a harsh roar in the same place.

   The collision of holy light and anger caused muddy water to splash around.

   "Varok Saurfang!"

   Saidan Dasuohan shouted out the name in astonishment. He knew the orc in front of him, they fought in the Hinterlands, and he knew how tough this guy was.

   With such fierce warriors blocking the way, it was a fantasy for Saidan to save Lothar.

   But fortunately, the big knight who rushed out was not just him, but also his more powerful compatriots.

   "Uther! Quick! Use the relic!"

   Saidan roared, and the great knight Uther the Lightbringer who accompanied him was unequivocal. At this moment, he activated the restrained and majestic holy power of the silver hand warhammer in his hand.

  The stone warhammer in the hand of the great knight was filled with golden light, as if he was holding a holy relic made of light, and at a distance of ten yards, the great knight slammed the warhammer down on the ground.

  The scorching holy light shot out by Fei slammed like a dwarf's storm hammer, swung his battle axe in front of him, and engulfed Grom Hellscream, who wanted to kill Lothar.

   In the agony of the orcs, he shattered half of the palace wall in front of him.

   "Mograine, Fordragon! Take the Marshal away!"

Uther used the holy light of the silver hand warhammer to repel Grom, and then gave instructions to his companions. The three great knights did not say much, each holding a weapon. Varian carried the sword of the emperor on his back, and supported him. Looking at Lothar, he moved outside the chaotic palace.

   "Come on! Come on up!"

   As soon as they rushed out of the palace, several majestic armored griffins fell from the sky.

The dwarf prince Muradin and Falstad Wildhammer had just fought in the sky with the dragon knights of the Dragonmaw clan, and they would not care about the love battle. flight.

   The target of the orcs has been clearly defined as Anduin Lothar, and the threat to other important people has been greatly reduced.

But they were still protected by the Holy Light Shield released by the Paladins at the beginning of the attack, and Faao, regardless of his physical weakness, personally held up the large Holy Light Barrier, killing those in the temple who had no time to escape. All the innocents were protected.

   As for the more capable ones, like Dai Lin, they don’t need protection at all.

The moment he saw the orc jump from behind the dragon fire, the admiral's eyes turned cold, and he grabbed the ritual halberd in Cyrus's hand beside him, and slammed with a backhand, knocking the green-skinned who was rushing towards him. fly up.

   The unlucky guy who chose the wrong opponent was stabbed by the halberd wrapped in anger, pierced through his heart, and was nailed to the ground.

   Lady Jinjian next to Dai Lin also waved her staff and unfolded the shield exuding arcane brilliance, protecting her beloved man and the surrounding kings who were not as skilled as Dai Lin.

"boom"

   King Genn Greymane and his Queen Mia retreated back to back under cover.

  Jean fired the musket in his hand, headshot a green-skinned head, and pulled out the gray wolf stabbing sword from his waist, flipped his wrist, and pierced the gap between the armor of an orc beside him with a sword as fast as a snake.

  The blood poured out like a fountain, and the robes of the King of Gilneas were drenched in the stench of blood.

   "Hey, Dai Lin, I've killed two of them, why did you kill one?"

  Jean was still in the mood for a joke. He protected his queen who also held a sharp sword and a gun and pushed into Lady Jinjian's barrier, winked at Dai Lin and said:

   "Have you been overworked these days and your legs are weak?"

   "Poof"

  The ceremonial halberd in Dai Lin's hand flew out, with a piercing sonic boom, the orc berserker at the forefront flew up and plunged into the next wall.

   The guy was hanging there and struggling, but after a few seconds he died.

   "Now we're tied."

  Dailyn took the dual battle knives that Cyrus handed over, inserted three muskets into the gun pockets of the admiral's uniform, and tore off the sash that was in the way and stepped on it under her feet.

   He moved his shoulders and pointed to the edge of the palace. Under the guidance of Blake, little Jaina, who had frozen the orcs in the freezing tide, said to Jean beside him:

   "Our little girls in Kul Tiras can fight better than you! Sad Jean."

   "It's not fair, your daughter is a mage and I'm a warrior."

  Gene curled his lips and said:

   "But my little Tess may become a spellcaster in the future, just like Jaina, a symbol and symbol of Nirnis."

   "Abandon your pathetic fantasy, there is only one Jaina Proudmoore in this world! There can only be one 'Daughter of the Sea' in this world!"

  Dai Lin laughed and kissed Mrs. Jinjian goodbye. Holding her two knives, she rushed out of the arcane and holy light barrier, stepping on the spray all over the ground and pounced on the beastmen who were making massacres in front of her.

The    orc assassins were clearly prepared, they were supported by the Dragonmaw clan, and the city was no longer safe under the ravages of the manipulated red dragon.

   The legends who came to protect Lothar naturally couldn't sit by and watch the old marshal fall into such a desperate situation, but it was not so easy for them to leave.

  Muradin's griffin just took off when it was pierced from below by a chained spear.

In the low wolf howl, the grinning wolf cavalry king Fenris rode on top of his huge warg, the former chairman of the trapping nets of several wolf cavalry around, put this flying griffin Drag from the sky to the ground.

   "You go first!"

  Muradin grabbed the battle axe and war hammer at his waist, turned his head and shouted to the others:

   "Wait until I get rid of that green skin, then come!"

   "Poof"

   Before he finished speaking, blood splattered.

  The cars of the two Wildhammer Dwarf Gryphon Knights in the front row, together with their riders, were slashed from the sky in the dance of eagle feathers. An orc assassin with a dashing hairstyle looks like a ghost flying through the air.

   In the slaughter and beating, stepping on the fallen corpse of the assassinated griffin, he rushed towards Lothar, who was guarded by a group of people in the center.

His right hand was broken from the wrist, and it was equipped with a black ferocious blade fist. It was this terrifying weapon just now. It tore the front of the Griffin Knights in an instant, and in his left hand held a black blade with a counter-blade. tomahawk.

   The exaggerated and evil shape of the weapon determines that as long as it cuts into the human body, it can easily tear open the sternum and pull out the heart.

   Being slashed by a weapon with several blood-letting slots like this, there is basically no cure, and judging from the weird luster shining on the axe blade, this thing is obviously contaminated with poison.

   "Lothar! Have you ever experienced pain?"

   As early as the moment the attack started, Kargath, who had been eyeing Lothar, swung his signature blade punch. His timing was perfect for this strike. Lothar, who was knocked down by Grom, was powerless to resist on the Griffin.

   His movement space is so large that the paladins guarding him have no time to support him.

   This blow is guaranteed!

"boom"

   Just as Kargath was about to pierce the blade fist into Lothar's neck, two arrows that had disappeared without a trace flew towards him, firing two bursts in a fatal whistle.

  Kagas sensed the malice behind him, and the deadliest assassin among the orcs had two options.

   Either keep moving forward and kill Lothar, there is a high probability that you will be seriously injured by the second burst of sniping, and there is a small probability that you will die directly.

  Either choose to dodge, give up this once-in-a-lifetime perfect assassination opportunity, and find another opportunity to chase the old marshal of the hunters.

   This multiple-choice question was placed in front of Kargath, and Kargath, who was a slave gladiator, disappeared in front of Lothar in the shadow vortex that disappeared without any hesitation.

   If you miss a hit, you will travel thousands of miles away!

   This is the way of assassination of Kargath, and it is also the cruel logic based on survival that a slave can grow into today's Shattered Hand Chieftain.

   As long as he can survive, he has countless opportunities to assassinate.

   However, as a legendary assassin chief, Kargath certainly wouldn't simply disappear. Before leaving, the sinister orc spun around in the shadows and threw poisoned blades in all directions.

The    flying blade is a very common orc bone blade.

   But the toxin extracted from it is not ordinary at all. It is the deadly venom obtained by Kargath in the arakkoa civilization that has been killed by the orcs in the world of Draenor.

   It has no cure in the world of Azeroth.

  There was only so much space in the air, and the Griffin Knights had no time to dodge. Those warriors and their vehicles who were hit by the flying blade and slashed their skin immediately turned pale and fell to the ground with shortness of breath.

  Kagas' "farewell gift" caused heavy casualties to these elite guards in one face-to-face.

   "It really isn't that simple."

On the edge of the palace on the ground, among the chaotic and screaming crowd, Blake put down the longbow of the spiritual string in his hand with regret, Lothar would be the best "bait" for those who are famous in history. They were brought out one by one.

   But the first wave of assassination and sneak attacks by pirates trying to take advantage of the fire ended in failure.

   Such a quick second burst of deadly sniping was easily avoided by Kargath, which fully proved that none of these guys who can become legends in the cruel world of Draenor are really simple characters.

   "Mr. Black, I froze them all as you ordered, and then what?"

  Beside the pirates, Jaina, who had frozen a large number of orcs in the palace in a short period of time, cooperated with the tide caused by Xiaoxing's Tide Stone and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She said to Blake, who was holding the war bow by her side:

   "What's next?"

   "You don't have enough freezing temperature."

The Eye of Kilrogg on Black's shoulder turned once, looking at the frozen orcs exuding cold air. Some of the elite veterans around the chiefs had already relied on their own strength and were about to break free from the ice. .

  The pirate shook his head and said:

   "Old Merry taught you very well, but he didn't really teach you how to deal with a war. When it comes to fighting between the enemy and the enemy, don't care about those fancy tricks.

   The more practical, the simpler the better.

  Little Xingxing, show Jaina the real use of the 'Bone Biting' magic formula! "

Blake shouted, this little star, dressed like the princess in the fairy tale, was carrying a dragon man warhammer with an exaggerated shape, which was extremely different from his size, and slammed on the unlucky ones next to him who had chosen the wrong target. Broken Hand Assassin.

   A hammer down is a mass of flesh and blood, looking full of exaggerated violent aesthetics.

   This will hear the captain ask her to perform, and Xiao Xingxing's talent for acting will be activated in an instant.

   Under Jaina's gaze, she put on a very exaggerated shape, raised her hand and threw an ice storm at the orcs who had been frozen by the tide in front of her and were struggling in the battlefield.

  Xiaoxing's ice magic comes from the blue dragon's talent, and the effect is extremely strong. In a flash of cold air, all the orcs and the quagmire under their feet are frozen, and the glittering piece is full of vivid orc ice sculptures.

   "The essence of ice magic is in control, but that doesn't mean it has no lethality."

  Xiao Xingxing coughed, and explained to Jaina, following the attitude of Dean Lanyue when she taught her:

   "After the temperature reaches the extreme cold, let alone flesh and blood, even steel will not be stronger than a broken piece of wood. This is the internal qualitative change caused by magic filling.

   Look good, I only do it once. "

   Little Princess Blue Dragon put her left hand and five fingers together in front of her in an instant. Under Jaina's astonished gaze, Little Xingxing took the initiative to destroy the frozen battlefield she created.

The   Magic Freeze effect collapsed from the base level of mana, causing the ice blocks in the entire frozen area to collapse quickly, along with the flesh and blood that was frozen in the extreme cold.

   The shattered ice cubes that were supposed to be crystal clear were also subtly manipulated by the little star, and turned into a large "watermelon smoothie" covered with dazzling blood red.

   Not a drop of blood came out.

   This kind of death that is frozen and then shattered is instantaneous.

  Those who were still alive when they were frozen are not much different from those who are vulnerable to the ruthless destructive power of ice magic and those who are crushed by children.

   "This is the essence of ice magic 'control', little Jaina."

   In the cheers and exclamations of the embarrassed human nobles, the little blue dragon princess who showed her face fiercely said with a little pride and pride to the little mage who was thinking about her face:

   "Your mentor is the mage that Azeroth knows best about manipulating the power of ice. You should learn more from him. Of course, it doesn't hurt to learn some 'tricks' from other people occasionally.

   Hey, I have already taught you how to use the Frostbite Formula. After the war is over, remember to give me the 'make-up fee'. I am short of money recently. "

   "Hey, hey! Isn't this what Mr. Black asked you to perform? Why is the make-up fee still charged to me?"

  Little Jaina was awakened from her contemplative state by the words of Little Xingxing.

   She already knew the style of Mr. Black and his followers very well, but she had only spent a lot of money before to buy "Dominance Spell" from Mr. Black, and now she will pay for "make-up lessons".

  Rao is the Proudmoore family with a big business, and spending money like water, who can stand it?

   "Captain, your loyal servant has arrived on your battlefield, please give your order."

   The eye of Kilrogg on the pirate's shoulder trembled, and the flattering news from the evil eye made Blake frown. He "looked" at the chaotic collapsed palace, and replied to the other side:

   "You and Reid, go according to plan!

  Find a few more people and take Princess Calia to my island for a 'guest'! Remember to choose a few guys who are good-looking and can fight to pick up people, don't scare our Princess 'Big Biao Aunt'. "

   (end of this chapter)