Anomaly Of Warcraft

The tentacle-like suction cup on the back of the Hellhound can absorb the free energy around it, the high-frequency cluster sound waves emitted by the resonance organs in the mouth can interrupt the structure of the spell, and dozens of compound eyes on the head can lock and cast the spell. These abominable monsters are the element. The nightmare of creatures and spellcasters.

Although the training of the Paladin also includes the casting of sacred spells and the analysis of elemental magic.

Although the Paladin as a spellcaster will be restrained by the Hellhound.

But these mage killers obviously don't have much experience against the emerging profession of Paladins.

With a fist, he leaped high and wanted to bite the Hell Hound to the ground, raised his foot to step on his back, bent down to clasp the eye sockets of the two main eyes, Carlos used direct brute force to remove the assailant’s skull from his limbs. Torn it apart.

Hellhounds are not real canines, and their IQ is not much worse than that of humans. The tragic death of the companion made the other Hellhounds alert. One Uther is enough for stomach pain. Now there is another big guy, it's not easy!

"Carlos, the Knights are about to be unable to support it, help me rush over!"

Uther shouted.

"Guards, come and protect me! Protect the magic circle!"

Uther's shout reminded Motuola Gao, and the warlock suddenly remembered that there were still a large number of orc soldiers not far away.

"Carlos!"

Uther shouted anxiously, the power of the holy light on his body became more and more intense and blazing.

"Are you fucking? I don't remember that I have developed a suicide-based sacred spell"

Carlos reached out and stopped Tirion Fording who was trying to break through the Hellhound barrier and meet Uther.

"Time is running out, Carlos! Tirion, help me!"

Uther's face was serious and kind, exuding a glorious breath of martyrs.

"Master Carlos, let's attack!"

Alessandro Mograini was full of excitement.

"No, you are sick! I'm all standing here, what's the cause of such a scene of life and death?"

As soon as Carlos said this, the people around the Demon Blood Pool suddenly fell into a bewildered silence.

As if to set off Carlos's words, a ground tremor different from when hellfire walked attracted everyone's attention.

"This is!"

Tirion Fording looked at Carlos with joy.

"This is the king's army, and it is the anger from the snow-capped mountains."

The female elf Sola didn't know when she appeared behind Carlos, playing with the tentacles of a hell hound in her hand.

"Human, what is pinning your waist? No, you killed Bu Gasin, you killed my brother!"

The vision of the warlock suspended in the air was much better than that of the people in the basin. The human cavalry swarming in the distance made Mo Tuolao Gao feel desperate.

"Well, before hearing the nagging of the king's dear generals, let's fight a good fight, although the opponent is not very satisfactory to me."

With the first horse running down the slope, Carlos also launched a charge.

"This is what you forced me!"Mo Tuolao Gao's eyes shed blood and tears, and his teeth also shattered because they bite too hard.

The surrounding orc warlocks wanted to escape from their positions very much, but the powerful attraction and guiding inertia of the magic circle made them comfortable in place. Following the final madness of Mo Tuolao Gao, the warlocks who guided the magic circle felt that their souls were rapidly passing by with their vitality, while the pool of demon blood was boiling.

Although Carlos didn't move slowly, and Uther and Tirion Fording were on the sidelines, it was not easy to clean up the dog group that had been involved in the zero hellfire.

When the best of several paladins smashed the skull of the last Hellhound, the warlock had already completed his last spell.

"Drown in the burning blood, the tribe will win, Master Gul'dan is invincible! Cheer for your sad victory that you think is glorious, and then greet death."

After speaking this sentence in the most vicious tone, the warlock fell off the center of the magic circle and fell into the pool of demon blood.

As the orc slowly sank to the bottom of the pool, the orc used the hand that exposed the surface of the pool to compare the middle finger to the Paladins.

The scattered hellfire poses no threat to the Alterac cavalry who pursue the big bombing plan. Even if the flames and high temperature cannot harm the hellfire, the strong impact of the explosion is enough to destroy the shape of the hellfire.

The members of the Knights of the Silver Hand, who had originally sacrificed their lives, heaved a sigh of relief as they watched the reversal of the form.

I'm not afraid of death, but it's nice to be alive.

"Despicable humans, dare to dismount and fight!"

Originally, in order to destroy the Knights of the Silver Hand, which was responsible for the death, the orcs' formation was very open, so that the loose formation could not organize an effective defensive formation when encountering cavalry.

An orc centurion uttered an angry roar, but was doomed to get no answer.

Not every human soldier can understand such a complicated orc language, not to mention the dialect of his Frostfire Ridge accent is too difficult to understand.

One arrow, two arrows, three arrows.

Ymir put away the horse bow angrily. It was obvious that the three arrows ran towards the eyes, but they hit the chest, shoulders and throat respectively.

His riding and archery skills are really not good.

Although he was very upset in his heart, the cavalry general still left the two words calmly and calmly: "Fool."

Unable to pay attention to the battle between soldiers and soldiers behind him, the abnormality of the Demon Blood Pool attracted the attention of several Paladins.

"That orc warlock wouldn't commit suicide, right?"

Alessandro Mograini was still a young man with insufficient experience at this time, even though he was so talented, he asked with some anxiety.

"It's good to be so."

Tirion Fording scanned the surroundings vigilantly, and answered the little brother's question.

"Let me end it all!"

Uther wanted to jump into the pool of demon blood, but Carlos dragged him back.

I go! What a powerful holy light.

Carlos felt a burning tingling in his palm.

"Big brother, what do you want to do?"

"Purify the filth here."

"Then why are you jumping down?"

"In order to purify the filth here."

"Why jump in order to purify the filth here?"

"Because of such a strong evil, I can't think of another way!"

"No, shouldn't we blow up the shadow portal above our heads first? Why are you struggling with this pond so much?"

"Of course it's because... what you said makes sense."

Uther found that he was misled by inertial thinking. The warlocks guarded the pool of demon blood, used the pool of demon blood, attached great importance to the pool of demon blood, and even sacrificed themselves to the pool of demon blood.

But what does this have to do with me, I'm here to destroy the Hellfire launch site, to blow up the portal.

Uther was embarrassed for a while, and the holy light searchlights turned into traffic lights.

"Boom!"

The extremely corrosive fel blood spattered in all directions as the huge arm that had been strong and powerful extended out of the pond.

After everyone avoided the splashing magic blood, the huge hellfire that had been far larger than the same size just climbed out of the pool of magic blood.

Greener, stronger, and more flexible, this special hellfire with a height of ten meters is closer to a human in appearance, and even has a mouth and fingers.

"I said I will be back!"

Mo Tuolao Gao's voice came from the body of Hellfire.

"No, you didn't say it."

Carlos retorted affirmatively.

However, fascinated by the pleasure of power, the once orc warlock only wanted to destroy, just want to kill, and when he lifted his leg, he wanted to trample ant-like humans to death.

Amidst the flying debris, the Fel Monster felt a burst of emptiness and stepped on it.

"Abandoning the body, in exchange for such a sad power?"

Uther stood behind the hellfire and said in a sympathetic tone.

Tirion Fording brought Alessandro Mograine to draw the attention of the super-large hellfire frontally, and the head of Bugasin Mao in Mograine's hand was waved in a circle.

The hellfire that hosted the soul of the orc warlock once again let out an angry howl that pierced his heart, and rushed towards Mograine.

"Are you still? Carlos."

Uther asked anxiously.

"what!"

Carlos let out a howl of accumulating momentum, but felt that it was so good and lacking in image. It was so weak that he couldn't be happy even if he won.

What to do, what to do, what to do?

Don’t say anything, I’m not happy, just like a hot-blooded second force, the energy accumulation is about to be completed, hurry up and think about something!

At this moment, Carlos, as the forerunner of the Way of the Holy Light, is also the most proficient and profound in skill comprehension.

At this time, Uther, as the illegitimate son of the Holy Light, the incredible and horrifying reserves of the Holy Light topped the Alliance.

When Uther provided Carlos with the power of holy light, Carlos had no doubt that he could destroy the hellfire in front of him with a single blow.

But without the lines, no matter how good the scene is, it won't come out!

In front of thousands of little brothers, I can only do it?

No, this is not the result I want!

"Hum ha ha, ha ha ha ha."

Carlos laughed procrastinatingly.

"What's wrong?"

Uther asked puzzledly.

"Finally, Uther, this just and glorious military medal is half yours!"

Carlos had no idea what he was talking about.

There is it!

"Unlock the sky's commandments, the frozen white blade of emptiness, combined with my strength and my body.

End the road to destruction, together with the spirit of the evil demon, also defeated-----Break the shoes! "

The jet white light of destruction concentrated the body of Hellfire along the direction of Carlos's sword, smashing the core of Hellfire's construction, and shining its own justice in the fierce explosion caused by the annihilation reaction of the evil energy and the holy light.

"Cool, Your Majesty, I have good news and bad news, which one would you like to hear first?"

When the fight was over, Sora also appeared.

"Say the good news first."

"I have finished the analysis of the magic circle. Let the guys on the hot air balloon get down. I can close the portal above my head in three hours."

"Very good, so what's the bad news?"

"To the northwest, two orc armies have joined together."

"Where is Shang Gewen?"

Carlos shouted.

"His Majesty."

Shang Gewenjie walked out of the crowd and knelt down in front of Carlos.

"Don't let the orcs ruin the nature of this king's meeting with old friends."

Carlos made a screaming gesture.

"Your will."

Shang Gewenjie lowered her head and gave the king's order.

"My king's will!"

More than 500 members of the National Knights of the King's Church knelt on one knee and shouted uniformly.

"Long live Alterac! My king will win!"

The other soldiers also shouted enthusiastically.

Then in the stunned gaze of the Knights of the Silver Hand, Alterac's army came from the mist to the dawn, pointed by the blade of the king, and we were invincible.

Carlos looked up and saw the sun rise and stretched.

"I made you laugh, I really don't help the immature guys!"

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