Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 214 The Battle of the Square ([-])

At this time, the black-robed spellcasters at the end of the team finally made their move. They stretched out their magma-like fingers from the black robes, and following the obscure magic spells, one after another burst out Pyroblast spells that were as bright as the sun. Flying up, they rushed towards the most conspicuous position in the square, the defense line of the three-story building.

Karl reacted quickly, he quickly shrank to the side, and then kicked the ranger who was stupefied by the pyroblast technique to the other side.

Dazzling white light and scorching air waves swept over everything, and the shock wave with flames was wantonly inside the building. The terrifying sound wave shrieked and tore everything apart. The smell spreads.

Karl felt that the strength of the defensive spells around him was rapidly weakening. He hid behind the stone pillar, struggling to maintain the mana shield, and the mana poured out like flowing water.

Finally, when the explosion subsided, Karl looked at his fragile mana shield and let out a wry smile. If he hadn't had the foresight to put on a reinforced flame armor in advance, he might have gone to the Shadow Realm to report by now.

But before he had time to feel emotional, he saw that the ranger who was kicked by him did not die.

Speaking of which, this guy is considered lucky. After being kicked out by Karl, he rolled over to the inside and just got stuck on a sunken floor, avoiding the first wave of explosions. Although the burning effect caused him It did a certain amount of damage, but not to the extent that it killed him.

"Thank you!" You Xia's tone was very sincere, and his expression was very vivid.

"You're welcome." At this time, the three-story building suddenly shook, and a dazzling glare burst out of the window, making Karl's pale face even paler. It turned out that the counterattack of the mages had begun.

The sound of "buzzing!" came from the third floor, and the neat vibration of the bowstrings made people's blood boil, but the effect was not satisfactory. The black-robed spellcasters pulled up lava armors and put a defensive stance on the dark mercenaries. Except for some well-equipped rangers who can produce some effects, the attacks of other rangers are basically negligible.

But the rangers on the second floor don't have to worry about this problem. These rangers are all elites selected from the guards of Suramar, and their equipment is generally better than that of the adventurers. The worst is the Shal'dorei Arcane Bow.

The task of these rangers is to serve as snipers. Unfortunately, less than half of them survived the Pyro-explosion attack just now. There were constant sounds in the windows and leaks on the second floor of the building, and thin black lines passed through each time. More than a dozen rushing servants were hit by arrows, but not many actually fell.

"The first echelon of servants is still 50 meters away, the mage is in the middle distance, let go!" Carl yelled, while stretching out his pale fingers, the low-pitched spell was fleeting, and the purple arcane energy condensed in his hands.

"Triple Enhanced Arcane Lightning!"

More than 50 spells with terrifying arcane energy escaped from the fingers of the mages, mixed with the sound of howling wind, flying behind the servants, and a few low-level adventurer mages cast arcane missiles, which was better than nothing.

Arcane Lightning, Ice Storm, Blizzard, all kinds of spells kept smashing into the advancing mixed team.

Spells suddenly appeared one after another, interweaving pieces of flickering light, and the loud voice annihilated everything. Slices of dark mercenaries went down like leeks under a strong wind, and never stood up again.

The white light was even better, followed by a loud noise that tore through the space. Carl covered his ears and continued to shout: "Mage, move forward 10 meters from the casting position, Freeze!"

The servants' immunity was terribly high, and more than two-thirds of the servants passed through the area where spells were intertwined, only to be paused by the shock wave of the spells, and then continue to move forward.

Passing through the dense magic spells, what greeted them was the sky-filled freezing spell. Although the effect was spectacular, the actual effect was pitiful. I saw these servants holding two-handed swords, and they only needed to successfully cut the ice under their feet into pieces. two halves.

The black-robed spellcasters at the back began to bless the dark mercenaries in front with defensive spells, and red rays of light fell from the sky, and the dark mercenaries started to stir up. It seemed that they were also preparing to charge.

"Brothers on the front line, get ready!" An elite soldier of the Nightborn who was in charge of the first line of defense puffed up his chest, raised his sword, and roared hoarsely.

"No problem!"

With a distance of ten meters, hand-to-hand combat is close at hand.

"Roar!" Hundreds of servants yelled in unison, their legs vibrated vigorously, and they jumped forward suddenly, crossing a distance of more than ten meters in an instant, sliding past the ground like birds, and arrived at the place in an instant Around the first-line team that was too late to prepare.

"Flame Sweep!" Another yell, a red light appeared on the first line of defense, and dozens of soldiers were blown away by the flames, and there was no sound when they flew in the air, and there was no sound after falling. climb up.

"Whirlwind!" A group of servants drew back their heavy swords and slid out from left to right, and immediately another group of defensive fighters fell to the ground.

Fighting in short combat, the blood was shining, and the screams resounded throughout the square. Although the adventurers had a strong will to fight, their strength was too poor. Adventurers are just a motley crew hastily assembled. Although they have high fighting spirit, most of the time these cannot make up for the gap in strength.

The servant is indeed the trump card in the hands of the Black Robe Association. Not only is it powerful, but it is also far more flexible than ordinary fighters. It dodges like the wind and makes shots like a shadow. With the enhanced weapons in its hands, every attack will cause terrible damage to the adventurer. , but the counterattack of the adventurers was nimbly opened by them.

After entering hand-to-hand combat, the long-range units behind did not dare to directly support the front line. Carl looked at the situation on the front line and felt a little anxious, but this did not affect his judgment. He waved his hand and roared: "Switch Target, dark mercenary! Let go!"

"No problem!" The rangers responded loudly.

The rangers shot too high, and countless black lines appeared again, but this time it was the dark mercenary's turn to be unlucky. Under the attack of the elite rangers, they suffered unprecedented heavy injuries.

The screams of the adventurers on the first line of defense outside the window kept coming, and more than half of the casualties on the line of defense, Karl didn't dare to hesitate, turned his head back immediately, and shouted: "Mages, kill those bastards!"

All the mages chanted incantations at the same time, opened their hands slightly, and pulled out crackling lightning bolts. The bluish-white lightning illuminated the entire second floor of the building.

"Serial Lightning!"

"Triple Enhanced Arcane Lightning!"

(End of this chapter)