Anomaly Of Warcraft

The breath of the strong will indeed cause the world to change color. In this battle, the visual manifestation is that the originally insignificant light blue of the protective magic shield has become richer.

When Talissa saw this situation, her heart that had been let down came up.

Are all human kings monsters?

After using his authority to draw more arcane energy stable protection measures from the dark night well energy network, the chief arcanist of Suramar shook off the great nobles around him and stood on the sidelines.

Talissa, who didn't do any makeup at all, separated the emotional crowd like a rock, and looked at the two people in the field worriedly.

Although Suramar locked the country, he never closed the door. In fact, the Great Magister has always been very concerned about the development of the outside world. If it were not for the politically correct discrimination and rejection of the arcanists in the night elves society, Eli Sandro would have led the return of the Night Son. The night elves have a big family.

After all, the Grand Magister defied Queen Azshara's order to sway the backbone of the anger against the Burning Legion demons, and the demons who died in her hands were no less than Dathrema Sunstrider.

But it was the subsequent disputes and Malfurion's final victory that never lowered the shield covering the entire city of Suramar.

The Sunstrider and his followers just want to continue to study the use of arcane energy, but Suramar still retains a dark well.

If pro-Western is not possible, then turning to the east becomes an excellent choice, especially now that the high elves are still in the league, so the Night Son’s butt is naturally tilted towards the side of the league.

Killing Carlos is impossible, unless the legion starship rides on the face otherwise it is absolutely impossible.

Talissa had no intention of investigating who was doing the trick at this time, but the King of Alterac must not have had an accident. His other title was the Grand Marshal of the Alliance.

Talissa had seen Aluriel's sword, and she was not sure about saving people.

In reality, the reflection of complicated thinking is just three breaths, and the battle begins again.

This time, Aluriel was the first to do it.

Magic swordsman, magic swordsman, the devil is in front of the sword.

Aluriel shouted loudly, and two ice elements with her height obeyed the call and appeared in the arena. Then the streamer drew out with a sword, Carlos let you do everything possible, and I only resolved the offensive with the Holy Shield.

Then Carlos found himself fooled.

That sword light is fake...

The traces of the ice are attached to the holy shield, although it melts quickly, this time is enough for the magic swordsman to complete her calculations.

Two ice elements one left and the other right behind Carlos, Aluriel stepped forward steadily, and the moment Carlos canceled the Aegis, the triple slashes, including the ice element, arrived as scheduled.

Carlos jumped to his feet and cleverly avoided the double-team attack, but he noticed the smile at the corner of Aluriel's mouth from the corner of his eye.

There are afterthoughts!

Sure enough, two ice elements appeared inexplicably at the intersection of sword light, below Carlos leaping up.

Aluriel has many ultimate moves and even skills, but chose to turn the two ice elements into a pool of ice mirrors, only to wait for Carlos to land.

Cut~~~

Carlos breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily he could fly.

At the moment when the Wings of Light unfolded, the hoarse shouts of Carlos's men once overwhelmed the crowded Night Son.

But when Carlos drew away from the ice crystals that covered a quarter of the field, the cheering voice for Aluriel shook the sky."It's really interesting, it seems I underestimated you."

"Magic Swordsman, yes."

"Then, I will do my best next."

"There are so many words."

When Aluriel really regarded Carlos as an equivalent opponent, Carlos's simple provocation successfully aroused the arrogance of the magic swordsman.

With another loud shout, a huge fire element appeared next to her, and the fire element swayed freely from the sky. Carlos didn't want to guess what the next move was, and decisively used the ultra-high movement speed to avoid it.

Then the huge fire element actually made a leaping operation and hit the place where Carlos had stood before, turning into a sea of ​​flames.

At this time Carlos had already guessed what Aluriel's idea was, and found that the magic swordsman had unexpectedly summoned a third elemental elf, a light purple arcane elf that looked a little cute.

Carlos looked at the Arcane Elf who could also adjust the height, and was already unable to complain, dodge again, and approached Aluriel.

The four elves blocked three-quarters of the field. With a wave of the magic swordsman's sword, the magic sword glowed with a dazzling light of thunder and lightning. This was a gesture of forcing Carlos to fight in a small space less than five meters square.

"Then, as you wish."

Although there is the option of using the wings of the holy light to circulate in the air, Aluriel's retention makes Carlos not too awkward.

Although winning or losing in this battle is important, it is more important to win it beautifully. It is more troublesome to win with some ugly means.

Carlos took a deep breath and used the corrugated sword in his hand to stab the pikeman's most proficient trick.

Aluriel was astonished for a while, and he didn't move until the sword reached him.

What do you mean by the sudden use of such infamous moves by opponents who thought that they were evenly matched?

This is a sword, not a gun. How big is the flaw in your blow? You made it!

Aluriel was really angry, she flashed mercilessly to the left side of Carlos, and raised her sword.

Then, she also noticed the smile at the corner of Carlos's mouth.

be cheated?

You got fooled!

Carlos’s left foot stepped heavily on the floor, and the huge force penetrated the foundation. Using it as an anchor, he forcibly stopped the stab movement. His awkward body was too late to swing the sword, and he directly hit his right leg with a horizontal kick. Aluriel's waist.

Calculations are all calculations.

Carlos was sure that Aluriel would not slash at his feet with a single sword, even if the girl was really furious and lost his reason, he would dare to use the Holy Shield again to slash with this sword.

However, if the move is unchanged, this kick is real, Aluriel loses his balance, and the next battle is a fancy floating squeeze performance.

Although he has lost his subtle control over the body, his strength is awesome. Carlos wondered how this uncomfortable fight that can't be performed at all can make me suffer alone, and I will also use the rules.

As a result, Carlos had already figured out the follow-up combo around the rippled sword in his hand, waiting for Aluriel to make a choice.

Then, the eyes of the magic swordsman Aluriel flashed almost incompetent furious unwillingness, uttered a harsh scream, and exchanged the shape with the arcane elf.

It didn't feel good to kick Fat Zi.

Although the huge force destroyed the stability of the arcane elves, bursting and dissipating like a balloon, but the huge rebound impact caused Carlos's body, which was almost piled and fixed on the ground, to fly out.

Even with Wings of Light to balance his body, Carlos still took three to five seconds to complete his posture recovery.

However, whether Aluriel was unable to pursue it or gave up this opportunity, it didn't matter.

She withdrew the magic power she had put out, and canceled the summoning of the elemental elves.

"Somewhat boring."

"Who said no."

"Then, let's have a head-to-head contest."

"Also."

Swordsman Aluriel's frankness as a warrior made Carlos less hostile to her.

This kind of contest for others to see is really meaningless.

So when Aluriel began to pour all his magic power into the weapon to initiate a sprint, Carlos wanted to scold his mother.

Fuck, give me back that lost favor!

The enchanted weapon of the Night Son has almost zero affinity for the holy light. Carlos was put under the moral high ground by his own words, and it was ugly.

This old lady calculated me!

Carlos's thoughts surged, and his hand was already a beat behind. At the scene where the Holy Light and the magic power were fiercely clashing, Aluriel’s magic sword and Carlos’s corrugated sword violently collided, and those less powerful audiences could not even get from the two. The real bodies of the two can be distinguished in the shadows of the swords, lights and swords that people wield.

Strike force quickly and hard.

Although Aluriel underestimated Carlos's strength, her overload state completely could not drag Carlos's Wings of Light blessing, but Carlos's weapons are facing more and more gaps in the collision with the magic sword.

How long has this mad woman's madness of thirteen consecutive cuts in one second come!

Carlos glanced at the increasingly severed weapon, and his heart felt cold.

Finally, before Carlos’s blade shattered, Orurel’s crazy attack stopped. She jumped back three steps and shouted, "Let’s make the final blow!"

Then put on a charged posture.

Carlos Qi directly threw the sword, his hands gathered and began to rub the Shengguang Yuanqi Pill.

Seeing the apparently friendly business hacking, the friendship boat suddenly overturned. Talissa wanted to speak to dissuade, but was suppressed by the surging sound of the crowd.

Ten seconds.

Twenty seconds.

Thirty seconds.

What kind of moves need to accumulate for so long?

There have been night sons who have discovered that something is wrong, but most of them are still cheering.

The chief arcanist saw that he was wrong, and he held the staff tightly and reached out to touch the magic shield and began to take over the magic construction.

However, it was still a step too late.

The magic swordsman Aluriel who is obsessed with martial arts has forgotten his original intention, and only the outcome is left in his eyes.

Regardless of the real fire, Carlos hoped that this kind of purest force collision.

What does the audience's life and death do to me!

"Drink!!!"

"Huh!"

The magic sword in the hands of the magic swordsman Aluriel wielded a sword light that was as dazzling as the stars, while the holy light vitality bullet launched by Carlos was as hot as the morning sun at noon.

Coupled with the faint blue dots of the shattered magic shield, the audience present was like a sea of ​​light.

In the arcane and holy light of the riot, Talissa only had time to protect people within five meters of her body.

This is no longer a diplomatic accident, it is an unprecedented tragedy.

The chief arcanist is desperate, and the nobles present are the basis for ruling Suramar.

However, Talissa's despair was ended by a beam of light that suddenly appeared.

It was a deeper light than the sword light swayed by Aluriel.

The Grand Magister Eli Sandro finally appeared.

Under nearly miraculous magic, the aftermath of the tyrannical battlefield was gathered in that beam of light like a rewind, and finally dissipated invisible.

Eli Sandro's gorgeous posture descended from the sky, and the children of the night bowed to their rulers in tribute.

"His Majesty Carlos, I'm really sorry, Aluriel has been self-willed, please forgive me."

Carlos was not feeling well at this time, and he ate Aluriel's sword light, his body was aching at this time.

"Why do you still need the army to apologize if it's useful?"

As a victor, Carlos felt he had the right to be angry.

"I sincerely invite you to the dark fortress to participate in a dinner party. In order to match your identity, I have prepared for four days."

Elisandro ruled Suramar for Ten Thousand Years. He was already a hegemon in the Kaldorei Empire. He had never seen anything before, and he undertook Carlos's condemnation.

"No, I want to enjoy my spoils."

Carlos walked directly by Eli Sandro's side, without looking straight at the Grand Magister, walked to Aluriel, who was in a coma, and grabbed it on his shoulders.

"I'm rude, I wish you a wonderful night, so what about tomorrow?"

Eli Sandro showed no signs of anger at all, and calmly issued a second request.

"Okay, waiting for your invitation."

Carlos has been a king for so many years, and his face has also been trained, and he has responded as if nothing had happened.

Then he walked away in the cheers of his own little brother.

After Carlos and his party left, Eli Sandro removed the gentleness on his face and motioned Talissa not to speak...

Then, the Grand Magister applied ten times the force of gravity to everyone present before the lecture.

Talitha suddenly discovered that there seemed to be no real losers in this "losing-to-both" competition.

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