Stormwind God

The crystals full of mysterious magic were thrown out by Savise's dexterous hands, and landed lightly on the ground. It clearly looks the same as the magic array that failed before, but the order in which the crystals are arranged obviously causes some special reactions different from the past.

The magic array is on!

A burst of green brilliance that has never been seen begins to fill the entire French formation, and the powerful magic winds through and brightens! Brighten! Become brighter!

The next moment, a huge black shadow over ten meters suddenly cut through the void, descended from the sky, roared with a harsh thunder and thunder, and appeared in the middle of the magic circle!

Xavies and the night elf wizards waking up from their stuns were stunned. They completely lost their language ability and stared at this huge figure for no reason.

It has huge bat wings like a dragon, sharp claws, and a strong fitness body that is many times bigger than a troll. From the head that was deeply in the shadow, open two crimson eyes with electric eyes and fierce and vivid expression!

It looks like the most proud emperor, looking down at these night elven arcanists with a look of ants.

It laughed.

There are thousands of sharp tusks in his mouth, which are scattered with the most primitive terror.

Even more terrible is his momentum!

Majestic is falling like a mountain, like a star falling, as if it is standing here, it can squeeze out the air from the lungs of the night elves little by little, and can no longer inhale a little bit of oxygen.

Apparently a kind of suffocating horror, Savis felt that his heart was beating violently not because of lack of oxygen, but because of ecstasy.

Correct!

powerful!

Only by being so powerful is it worthy to be the messenger in your heart.

Lord of a Burning Legion!

At this moment, Savis was full of excited tears in his eyes.

The strong magic wave finally subsided slowly.

What was displayed in front of them was indeed a huge and horrible pure black giant, beside him, followed by a rather tall and burly green figure. Unfortunately, the giant is so huge that the elves subconsciously ignored the green figure next to them.

Is it the Fel Lord?

Or the Dreadlord?

Xavius ​​had uncontrollable excitement in his heart!

However, in the attention of all the elves, the huge black figure seemed to take a sigh of breath, and quickly shrank, shrank, and shrank again, and became a humanoid slightly shorter than the night elves. And the momentum on him was fading fast.

"Human?" Xavius ​​couldn't hide his consternation.

In his impression, creatures with this appearance were called humans. It's a group of barbarous races who don't wear clothes or wrap their lower body with a piece of dirty animal skin.

This human looks neither powerful nor prominent. Perhaps he is taller among humans, but his appearance is not dominant compared to the taller night elves.

Instead, the two-and-a-half-meter-tall green giant behind this human stood out at this time.

A rather old-looking wizard suddenly sneered: "Master Xavius, is this 'lord lord'" summoned from a distant twisted void at the expense of massive magic crystal?

Anyone can hear the irony in the old wizard's words.

It's just that Savis hasn't spoken yet, and the rather young-looking human hits his fingers gently.

Somehow, the ears of the night and night did not hear any sound, but at the head of the old wizard, there was a loud sound that directly penetrated into the hearts of the elves.

"Oh!" If you have to give an onomatopoeia, that's it.

This is not a physical attack of any kind, and has nothing to do with arcane art. It is a purely spiritual attribute.

It easily shook this old wizard, who was also ranked in the Azshara dynasty, from the spiritual level.

The old wizard was terrified and tried to back off.

Just then, the green monster suddenly held up a huge one-handed axe, and the scarlet light flashed away.

The double-layered magic shield wrapped around the old wizard was as fragile as an egg shell and easily burst.

The next moment, two long legs in luxurious fabrics flew across.

The remaining body of the old wizard had completely violated the laws of physics. After receiving a lateral impact, the part above the knee was still inserted straight into the ground.

No, the bones he had already revealed were actually stiffly inserted into the ground made of obsidian.

The old wizard did not pass out, but every curve on his face was filled with fear, and every inch of light and shadow in his eyes was filled with despair.

The scene was really heartfelt!

A burst of fear from the deepest part of the soul froze the body of every night elves on the scene, including Xavius.

At this time, the lord spoke arrogantly, and it was an extremely fluent Kaldorei.

"In the past, there were countless attempts to despise me with his height. But every time I close the gap between each other, no one would dare to look at me like this. Remember, Saviss, if Who dares to do this, I will cut off the area above the neck. "

As the voice fell, all of the spirit seas around them were suddenly hit.

That is……

Destroyed planets one by one!

Thousands of souls being slaughtered!

Despair and wailing at the same time

"Ahhhh!" There is no elf who can withstand such terrible mental shock.

One face to face, no one stood in the summoning hall except the lord and the green burly figure.

After a while, Savi was covered in sweat, as if he had been taken out of the water, and rushed to the ground in front of the mighty and incomparable Lord of the Burning Legion.

"One hundred thousand sorry! These humble mortals dare to offend the majesty of the Legion. As long as the adult orders, I will sacrifice the lives and souls of these offenders to the Legion." Savis abandoned all the restraint and Dignity, extremely humbly without stopping, holding his head.

"Huh!" The lord waved his hand gently, and the once powerful old sorcerer suddenly turned into a large human-shaped torch, bathed in the evil green flames.

He opened his mouth clearly, and seemed to think of a scream, even the surrounding elves heard his tragic wailing of his soul. I was in that mouth, in his throat, in his vocal cords, and there was no half vibrato.

In this way, within a few seconds, it turned to ashes.

The lord said: "My name is infernal! But the name is just a code name, you can also call me Mark Doku!" 8