Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 571 124. Who Can Resist This?

"boom"

After the tidal stone manipulated by the little star triggered the tide to save the people in the palace, it quickly dissipated the water transformed by magic power, making room for the next large-scale battle.

While Lothar was knocked down by Grom, the two great knights who had originally guarded the Pope's crown rushed towards Lothar from left to right.

The great knight Dathrohan held a big Crusader sword today, quickly called the Holy Light to condense the blade, and hit the tall orc chieftain in front of him like a holy sword out of its sheath.

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

The Blade of Holy Light he shot was smashed by that guy with an axe, and the big Crusader sword he swung also collided with the battle axe, causing a piercing roar in place.

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

"Wa Locke Saurfang!"

Saidan Dasohan called out the name in astonishment. He knew the orc in front of him. They fought against each other in the Hinterlands. He knew how difficult this guy was.

With such fierce fighters blocking the way, it is simply a fantasy for Saidan to save Lothar.

Fortunately, he wasn't the only great knight who rushed out, but also his more powerful compatriots.

"Uther! Quick! Use the relic!"

Saidan roared angrily, and the great knight Uther Lightbringer who was with him was also unequivocal. At this moment, he activated the restrained and majestic holy power of the Silver Hand hammer in his hand.

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

The scorching holy light that flew out was like a dwarf's storm hammer slamming, swung the battle ax in front of him, and swallowed Grom Hellscream, who wanted to kill Lothar's life.

In the painful roar of the orcs, half of the palace wall in front of them was smashed down.

"Mograine, Fordragon! Take the Marshal!"

Uther repelled Grom with the holy light of the Silver Hand Warhammer, and then issued instructions to his companions. The three great knights did not talk much, each holding a weapon, and Varian carried the emperor's sword on his back and supported him. Looking at Lothar, he moved out of the chaotic palace.

"Come on! Come up!"

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

The dwarf prince Muradin and Falstad Wildhammer had just fought in the sky with the dragon knights of the Dragonmaw clan, so they would not care about the love for the fight, picked up a group of people on the ground, and headed out of the city of Lordaeron flight.

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

But they were still protected by the holy light shield released by the paladins at the beginning of the attack, and His Majesty Faol, regardless of his physical weakness, personally propped up a large holy light barrier, and those in the temple who had no time to escape The innocents were all protected.

As for those who are more capable of fighting, like Dai Lin, they don't need protection at all.

The moment the orc jumped down after the dragon fire, the admiral's eyes turned cold, and he snatched the ritual halberd from the hand of Cyrus next to him, and with a backhand punch, the original green skin that rushed towards him was punched. fly up.

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

The golden sword lady beside 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 were back to back covering the retreat.

The musket in Jean's hand fired, headshot a green-skinned head, and drew out the gray wolf stabbing sword at his waist, flipped his wrist, and pierced the gap between the armor of an orc beside him with a snake-like swift sword.

Fountains of hot blood poured out, drenching the King of Gilneas' robes with foul-smelling blood.

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

Gene was still in the mood to joke. He protected his queen, who was also holding a sword and a firecracker, and pushed into Lady Golden Sword's enchantment. He winked at Dai Lin and said:

"Is it because you have worked too much these days and your legs are weak?"

"puff"

The ritual halberd in Dai Lin's hand flew out, with a piercing sonic boom, flying the orc berserker at the front and smashing it into the wall next to it.

The guy hung there struggling, but died after a few seconds.

"Now we're tied."

Dai Lin took the dual combat knives from Cyrus, inserted three muskets into the gun pockets of the admiral's uniform, tore off the ribbon that got in the way and stepped on it under her feet.

He moved his shoulders, pointed to the edge of the palace, and under the guidance of Bu Laike, the little Jaina, who was frozen by the tide and froze the orcs, said to Jin beside him:

"Our little girls from Kul Tiras can fight better than you! Poor Genn."

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

Gene curled his lips and said:

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

"Give up your sad 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. Golden Sword goodbye, and rushed out of the arcane and holy light barrier with two knives in hand, stepping on the water splashes all over the ground, and rushed towards the orcs who were causing massacres in front of them.

The Orc Assassins had clearly come prepared, and they had the support of the Dragonmaw Clan. Under the ravages of manipulated red dragons, the city was no longer safe.

Naturally, the legends who came to protect Lothar could not just sit back and watch the old marshal fall into such a desperate situation, but it was not so easy for them to leave.

As soon as Muradin's griffin took off, it was pierced viciously from below by a chained lance.

Amidst the deep howls of wolves, Fenris, the king of the wolf cavalry with a grin on his face, rode on his huge wolf, and was ensnared by several wolf cavalry around him. Drag from the sky to the ground.

"You go first!"

Muradin grabbed the battle ax and hammer on his waist, turned his head and shouted to the others:

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

"puff"

Before the words fell, blood splashed.

The rides of the two Wildhammer dwarf Griffon riders at the head of the line, together with their riders, were chopped off from the air as the eagle feathers danced. An orc assassin with a dashing hairdo looks like a ghost flying through the air.

In the slaughter and beating, stepping on the fallen body 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 his wrist, and it contained a black ferocious blade fist. It was this terrifying weapon just now, which tore apart the lines of the Griffin Knights in an instant, and in his left hand he held a black blade fist with a reverse 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 the sternum and pull out the heart.

There is basically no cure for being hit by such a weapon with several bloodletting slots, and judging from the weird luster shining on the ax blade, it is obvious that this thing is still contaminated with poison.

"Lothar! Have you ever experienced pain?"

As early as the moment the attack started, Kargas, who had been staring at Lothar, swung his signature blade fist. His timing of this blow was perfect, and Lothar, who was knocked down by Grom, was powerless to resist on the Griffin.

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

This blow is absolutely sure!

"boom"

The moment Kargas was about to stab the blade fist into Lothar's neck, two invisible arrows flew towards him, and they fired two bursts in a deadly howl.

Kargath sensed malice coming from behind, and the deadliest assassin of the orcs had two options.

Either continue to move forward and kill Lothar. There is a high probability that he will be seriously injured by two bursts of sniping, and there is a small probability that he will die directly.

Either choose to dodge, give up this once-in-a-lifetime perfect opportunity for an assassination, and look for an opportunity to hunt down the old marshal of the human race.

This multiple-choice question was placed in front of Kargas. Kargas, who was born as a slave gladiator, disappeared in front of Lothar in the shadow vortex where the figure collapsed without any hesitation.

If you miss one hit, you will flee thousands of miles away!

This is Kargath's way of assassination, 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 chances to assassinate.

However, as the legendary assassin chieftain, Kargath certainly wouldn't simply disappear. Before leaving, the vicious orc spun around in the shadows, throwing the poisonous flying blades in all directions.

Flying blades are very common orc bone throwing knives.

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 destroyed by the orcs in the world of Dellano.

It has no cure in the world of Azeroth.

There was only so little space in the air, and the Griffin Riders had no time to dodge. The warriors and their rides who had been hit by the flying blades immediately turned pale and fell to the ground short of breath.

Kargas' "farewell gift" caused heavy casualties to these elite guards in one encounter.

"It's really not that simple."

On the edge of the ground palace, among the chaotic and screaming crowd, Braike put down the longbow in his hand with a face of regret. Lothar would be the best "bait" for those who are famous in history The guys came out one by one.

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

Such a quick two-shot fatal sniper was easily dodged by Kargas, which fully proved that none of these guys who can become legends in the cruel world of Dellano is a simple character.

"Mr. Bo Laike, I froze them all as you ordered, and then?"

Beside the pirates, Jaina, who had frozen a large number of orcs in the palace in a short period of time with the tide caused by the small star's tide stone, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said to Bu Laike, who was holding the war bow beside her:

"What should I do next?"

"Your freezing temperature is not enough."

The eye of Kiel Rogge on Laike's shoulder flipped 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 suddenly and said:

"Old Merry taught you well, but he didn't really teach you how to deal with a war. Don't pay attention to those fancy skills when the enemy and the enemy are fighting each other.

The more practical and simple the better.

Little star, show Jaina the real usage of the 'biting ice' magic formula! "

Bu Laike yelled, this little star, who was dressed like a princess in a fairy tale, was holding an exaggerated dragon war hammer that didn't match his size, and slammed on a few unlucky people who chose the wrong target The Shattered Hand Assassin.

When you hit it with a hammer, it becomes a mass of flesh and blood, which looks full of exaggerated violent aesthetics.

At this time, when the captain asked her to perform, Xiao Xingxing's acting talent was instantly activated.

Under Jaina's gaze, she put on a very exaggerated pose, raised her hand and threw another ice storm towards the orcs in front of her who had been frozen by the little mage with the help of the tide and were struggling on the battlefield.

Little Xingxing's ice magic came from Lan Long Tian's endowment, and the effect was extremely strong. The orcs and the swamp under their feet were frozen in an instant in the cold air, and the glittering piece was full of lifelike orc ice sculptures.

"The essence of ice magic is control, but that doesn't mean it's not lethal."

Little Xingxing coughed, imitating the posture of Dean Lanyue when he taught her, and explained to Jaina:

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

Watch it, I only do it once. "

The blue dragon little princess put the five fingers of her left hand together in an instant. Under Jaina's surprised gaze, the little star took the initiative to destroy the frozen battlefield she had created.

The magic freezing effect collapsed from the basic level of mana, causing the ice in the entire frozen area to collapse quickly, and together with the flesh and blood that had been frozen in the extreme cold, collapsed.

The shattered ice that was supposed to be crystal clear also turned into a large piece of "watermelon smoothie" covered in dazzling blood red under the subtle manipulation of Little Xingxing.

Not a single drop of blood flowed out.

This death of being frozen and then shattered is instantaneous.

Those lives that were still alive when they were frozen were no different from bugs crushed by children when they were vulnerable to the ruthless destructive power of ice magic.

"That's the nature of 'control' with ice magic, little Jaina."

Amidst the cheers and exclamations of the embarrassed human nobles, the little blue dragon princess who showed her face fiercely said to the little mage beside her who was full of thoughts with a little pride and complacency:

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

Hey, I've already taught you how to use the Bone-Bone Ice Formula. After the battle, remember to pay me the 'remedial tuition fee'. I'm very short of money recently. "

"Hey! Didn't Mr. Bu Laike ask you to perform this? Why is the tuition fee still charged to me?"

Little Jaina was awakened from the state of contemplation by Xiao Xingxing's words.

She already knows the behavior style of Mr. Bo Laike and his followers very well, but she just spent a lot of money to buy the "Spell of Domination" from Mr. Bo Laike, and now she has to spend money on "remedial lessons".

Rao, the Proudmoore family has a big business, so spending money like water, who can bear it?

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

The eye of Keir Rogge on the pirate's shoulder trembled, and the flattering news from the evil eye made Bo Laike frowned. He "looked" at the chaotic and collapsed palace, and replied to the other side:

"You and Red, follow the plan!

Find a few more people and take Princess Jialia to my island as a 'guest'! Remember to choose a few good-looking guys who can fight to pick up people, don't scare our "big cousin" Princess Highness. "

(end of this chapter)