Part-time BOSS

Old Saurfang became more frightened the more he fought. Why were these human warriors fighting harder and harder? At first, he could rely on his own strength and experience to crush these young human princes. The other party relied entirely on the number of people to deal with him. But at this time, as the momentum of these human warriors became more and more powerful, he I began to gradually become overwhelmed.

The key is that his blood volume is a bit low. Even if he is a level 90 epic hero, his blood volume is only over 10,000. If he is consumed by six or seven princes spinning around, he will take a few hits. Seeing the blood bar dropped to half.

The wolf cavalry under him wanted to rush forward to add more troops, but were stopped by human soldiers.

Many adventurers began to gather around, wanting to join the battle group.

Various magics have begun to be activated towards him. Although the defense and toughness are extremely high, and most magics can dodge and save, it still puts old Saurfang into a crisis.

"Death! Orc!" An assassin adventurer suddenly appeared behind old Saurfang, and stabbed him in the back with a stab in the back. However, with a flash of the sword, the human assassin was chopped into pieces alive. Two halves.

Samuro's figure appeared next to old Saurfang, and the two were back to back.

Old Saurfang (high-ranking warlord): "I thought you didn't dare to show up."

Samuro (Fire Blade Master): "Haha, without me watching over your back, I won't be able to explain to Orgrim if you die."

There was another epic hero. The princes were all a little surprised. An old Saurfang was already difficult to deal with. Now another one came. What should we do?

The first-generation strategist (Prince of Alterac): "Don't be afraid, everyone. I have been stacking buffs for you. If two more people die, the stack will be full. There are twenty layers of violent buffs. Even epic heroes are dead. Come on, everyone." ah."

As soon as these words came out, the princes such as the God of War Lu Bu and others who were fighting on the front line cursed in their hearts, "Why don't you take care of his grandma?"

First-generation strategist (Prince of Alterac): "Aren't I adding buffs to you? Hey, those behind you, come on too, don't just watch."

The following magic princes could only move forward and throw magic from a distance.

Consume these two epic heroes remotely.

However, suddenly a healing wave filled with the breath of life was injected into old Saurfang's body. After the healing wave ejected, it fell on Samuro.

Old Saurfang's injuries immediately recovered a lot.

But Drek'Thar rushed up with the wolf cavalry on a wolf.

Drek'Thar (Prophet): "Haha, how can we be without me in a team fight? Come on, I will support you." After saying that, he fired another lightning chain, directly knocking out a dozen adventurers who were watching the excitement. Chuan Chuan.

Everyone was dumbfounded now, three epic heroes! How to fight this?

There were a few timid ones who already wanted to quit, but the God of War Lu Bu gritted his teeth and said: "Brothers, you can't retreat. If you retreat, it will be over. Let's fight. After all, we still have a dozen brothers. With several layers of BUFF, I can fight for it no matter what! Charge with me and kill the healer first!"

At the same time, Murphy did not go up to join in the fun.

He is currently leading his dragon-mounted heavy cavalry to continuously attack the orc infantry formations.

He used a very classic tactic - the hammer and anvil tactic.

After the orc infantry and human infantry were fighting each other, he led a group of cavalry to detour behind the enemy and charge into the enemy's rear with all his strength.

Each charge can knock dozens of orcs away and kill them, and with a few repeated back charges, an orc infantry brigade can be destroyed.

The dragon-equipped heavy cavalry can be called humanoid tanks, and their impact is not comparable to that of the North Wind Knights. Only ten dragon-equipped heavy cavalry were in the front row, which drove the charge of the entire North Wind Knights.

In such a short time, he had commanded the knights to cooperate with the infantry to defeat three or four orc brigades.

Thanks to the efforts of these cavalry, otherwise with the strength of the orc infantry, the human front would have been pushed down long ago.

This special skill of defeating soldiers is really useful. Murphy chopped down an orc with one sword. He looked at the high-spirited knights behind him and nodded with satisfaction. Especially in such a large-scale war, the heroes who died The more soldiers, the higher the morale. High morale will not only ensure that they do not collapse, but also increase the attack efficiency. The more you fight, the stronger you will become.

A message suddenly flashed in the private chat channel.

A military advisor of a generation: Brother Aidan! Where are you? Hurry up and add more people. We can't stand it anymore.

As soon as I finished reading, the system prompt sounded again in my ears.

[System prompt: Your teammate 'Healing the wounded and rescue the dying' was killed, your teammate 'First-generation strategist' activated the hero specialty [Sorrowful Soldiers Must Win], and you gained 3 layers of violent gain. 】

To save lives and heal the wounded? Who is this? Murphy had no memory of this name at all. He couldn't help it. There were so many brothers that he couldn't remember them all.

However, it can also be seen that the situation is indeed somewhat critical.

Murphy turned his horse and rushed towards the battlefield in the middle. As soon as he got close, he saw three orc epic heroes chasing a dozen brothers around.

Old Saurfang wielded the Soul-Splitting Battle Ax and directly launched Whirlwind. This guy seemed to have advanced Whirlwind as a hero skill. When spinning, he could turn the bloody wind blade, destroying everything in front of him. of crushing.

Moreover, it can continuously bring out small whirlwinds flying in all directions, just like a meat grinder.

And Samuro followed closely behind, specifically picking out the lone prince to attack. When he met, he was a mirror image clone, surrounded by four orc sword masters whose real and fake ones were difficult to distinguish, slashing at random, and anyone who didn't pay attention would be stabbed. butt.

Drek'Thar followed behind, using healing wave, life resuscitation, bloodthirsty, and purification. He perfectly fulfilled his auxiliary role, and occasionally put in a chain lightning to clean up the gathering of adventurers.

Wocao, are these three guys so fierce?

Seeing the three epic heroes killing all the brothers, and relying on the increasing number of soldiers and adventurers to support the scene, Murphy was also shocked.

If the Royal Army of Alterac is defeated, those noble armies will definitely follow suit. The Lordaeron Army is a guest army and cannot fight to the death. Then this battle will probably be lost.

It seems it's time to step up the game.

Murphy gritted his teeth.

With a roar, his body suddenly released dazzling lightning.

Sigret (Prince of Alterac): "Wochao, brother, what's your ultimate move? It's so cool - wait a minute, how did you become the BOSS?"

That's right, after Mo Fei transformed into a dragon, he directly turned into a BOSS template, and his blood volume increased tenfold. He was not prepared to go head-to-head with those three epic heroes. There was such a huge difference in level, and there were three people facing him. Even if he transformed into a dragon, it wouldn't be enough. He might as well just use his flying advantage to behead Durotan.

Edandron (Storm Dragon King): "Hurry up and ask Daraben to mobilize the militia to hold the front. My knights will be under your command for the time being, and I will kill Durotan."

Sigret gritted his teeth and said, "You go ahead, I promise to protect the front."

Mo Fei soared into the sky, roared as a dragon, and eleven dragon-riding sky patrollers followed him in unison.

A group of storm dragons flew and breathed lightning madly below.

The lethality is astonishing, especially the Storm Dragon King incarnated by Murphy. Combined with the talent bonus of the Son of the Storm, the damage is directly doubled, and it also brings splash damage. After one bite, the electric current rushes around, and the orc infantry falls in piles.

The experience value directly refreshes the screen.

Mo Fei has no love for fighting. There are more important things now than grinding monsters and leveling up.

He kept accelerating and soon flew across the battlefield. In the distance, at the main position of the Frostwolf army, Durotan was riding a huge white wolf, manipulating the orcs to attack continuously.

Seeing the Storm Dragon King approaching quickly in the sky, Durotan looked stern. The Storm Dragon King was indeed here!

And judging from the other party's posture, it was obvious that he was coming for him.

Fortunately, I was prepared.

He suddenly stretched his hands to his waist, and at the moment when the Storm Dragon King swooped down and breathed out thunder, he also shook his hands violently.

Hero skill - extremely effective trapping!

This is a hero-enhanced version of the trapping skill (Wolf Knight throws net).

[Extremely effective trapping technique: Throw a super giant hunting net to trap a target, making it fixed in place and unable to move. If the target is an air unit, the target will be forcibly dragged to the ground for 30 seconds. This skill Can be used on BOSS targets. 】

Murphy felt his wings tighten and he suddenly fell towards the ground.

Dozens of Wolf Cavalry immediately rushed toward the location where he fell.

Thunder cloud incarnation!

The falling dragon instantly turned into a ball of red dazzling thunder. The moment it landed, the explosion knocked those surrounding wolf cavalry on their backs, leaving them dead and injured.

The wind and snow dispersed, and the storm dragon stretched its wings and looked at Durotan in front of him with eyes flashing with lightning.

An orc and a giant dragon looked at each other, and they saw each other's determination in each other's eyes.

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Just as the Alterac people and the Frostwolf Orcs were engaged in a decisive battle on the ice sheet, there was also a bloodier battle going on at the other end of the eastern continent.

boom! The violent explosion blasted a gap in Stormwind City's thick wall.

The orc infantry who had already been waiting outside immediately poured into the gap.

Ner'zhul dispersed the violent fire elemental power in his hand and nodded with satisfaction at the effect he had caused.

Ner'zhul (Chief of Shadowmoon): "No one can resist the power of the elements! Ragnaros, the great lord of the fire element, thank you for lending me your power! In front of the Fire Lord and the Horde, who can To be able to withstand this invincible force, these tiny humans are simply vulnerable—hahahaha.”

After signing the contract with Ragnaros, his mana has grown by leaps and bounds. Not only has he regained his power at its peak, it has even exceeded it. Now even if Gul'dan appears again, he is sure to kill the traitor in a single fight. .

But speaking of which, where did this guy go? Haven't heard from him for a long time.

A voice suddenly sounded deep in Ner'zhul's heart.

Ragnaros (King of Fire Demon): "Hey, hey, you ignorant mortal, you know nothing about power. What I lent you is only a small part of my great power, and I Compared with those truly great beings, the power is only a small part of them. Do you want to see the real power? Then please please me, maybe one day, you can have a taste of what you want."

Ner'zhul was stunned for a moment. There was actually a power more powerful than this? Really or not, in his opinion, Ragnaros' power of the Fire Demon is already the most powerful power he has ever seen, even if it is not compared to the power of evil mastered by Gul'dan. weak.

You must know that the elemental creatures in Azeroth are more than one level stronger than Draenor. Are they even more powerful? So what could it be?

He was curious and confused in his heart. Although he felt that Ragnaros's tone was a bit untrue, Ner'zhul still could not resist the temptation of this power.

"I will try my best to serve you, the great Lord of Fire. I look forward to the day when I can witness that great power with my own eyes."

While Ner'zhul was communicating with the Fire Demon King, the orcs had poured into the gap in the city wall like a tide. As soon as they rushed in, countless adventurers immediately came forward.

"For the Alliance!"

"For Stormwind City!"

"For Demacia!"

"Kill!"

Fierce melee broke out at every gap in the city wall.

The catapults were still firing ammunition into the city, and the adventurers on the city walls were also constantly releasing magic and shooting arrows downwards.

Like every day before, the situation was once again tense.

Defended!

Varian looked at the fierce fighting around the city wall and felt relieved. After this period of fierce fighting, Stormwind's army had already suffered all casualties, with only a few thousand people left. Now they all rely on adventurers and the enemy. Fight a war of attrition.

After the adventurer is killed in battle, a "wounded" debuff will be attached, which reduces the attributes by 30%. After dying three times, it is basically useless.

But fortunately, this DEBUFF is refreshed every day. If these adventurers hadn't died and died again and again, Stormwind City would have been lost long ago.

He has already predicted what will happen next, and it will most likely be a war of attrition with no results.

All he had to do was watch out for the orc heroes.

But just when Varian thought so.

boom!

The violent tremors made Varian stagger. When he turned his head, he saw a scene that shocked him extremely. Stormwind City was built on a mountain, with mountains on both sides. Now the barrier protecting Stormwind City was gushing. Magma and flames came out, and a huge crack opened at the mountain pass. Ner'zhul and dozens of shamans gathered around the top of the mountain to collectively cast spells, summoning the reality projection of the Fire Demon King.

The flames swirled and rose, and a huge fire pillar hundreds of meters high rose into the sky, transforming into a huge human figure made of huge flames and lava.

Ragnaros (the projection of the Fire Lord): the world-destroying first-order BOSS. Level 100. HP 1,215,000.

Although it is a projection, its combat power is only one-fifth of its original form, but just looking at its shape, it is completely the same as its original form.

The apocalyptic momentum instantly shocked the defending alliance players.

Ragnaros (the projection of the Firelord): "Destroy, you insignificant human beings, burn this filthy mortal world, let the fire purify everything!"

It swung the Hammer of Savras hard, and when it fell, the explosion directly shattered the broken city wall. The huge shock wave blasted countless Alliance and Horde warriors away, leaving a huge explosion crater.

Immediately afterwards, lava rain fell from the sky, burning the ground into a sea of ​​fire. Countless fire elements emerged from the flames, igniting everything around them crazily.

Ragnaros's projection did not last long. Such a powerful elemental creature, even with all the power of Ner'zhul and his men, could barely keep it alive for just one minute.

In just a minute, Ragnaros disappeared.

However, in just this minute, the city wall that Stormwind City relied on for its survival was completely destroyed.

At this time, the city was completely exposed to the tribe's army.

The orcs let out loud cheers, but the defenders in the city were silent for a moment.

"Fight in! Leave no one behind! It's time to win the battlefield war."

Orgrim gave the order coldly, and the orc army, which had been waiting for a long time, roared and rushed towards the burning Stormwind City.

A dozen Goron City Breakers were the first to rush in. These giant monsters, which are more than ten meters tall, have super thick blood volume and anti-magic ability. They completely ignore the intensive magic attacks and rush into the crowd. Every punch can hit them. A soldier dies,

A dozen Goron City Breakers put the frontline adventurers into a bitter battle.

"Hold it, pull it out, pull it out."

"Hurry up and give me a sip! I can't hold it anymore."

"Where have all the people from the Potian Guild died?"

"Go to the roof quickly. All the archers are on the roof."

Before these giant Goron beasts were dealt with, the tide of orcs behind them had already reached them, instantly defeating the scattered formations of the adventurers.

Adventurers have to work as guilds, teams, or even squads to defend in the streets and alleys of the city, using the narrow urban terrain to resist the attack of massive orcs.

However, the orc chieftains and warlords crushed this last effort.

Kargath Bladefist led his orc desperate warriors into brutal hand-to-hand combat.

Kilrogg Deadeye and his Blood Ring Priests summoned a diffuse blood-colored mist. All adventurers who inhaled the mist lost their health and turned into voodoo corpse puppets after death, attacking living humans everywhere. The scene was like a biological apocalypse.

Red Blackhand wielded his two swords and killed group after group of adventurers.

The warlord heroes played by those players are also not to be outdone. In order to win enough plot points in this carnival, all NPCs with some reputation are being targeted.

"Failed! Defeated!"

"What a fool! The opponent can actually summon a big screw. How can we fight this?"

"For the Alliance—oops!"

Seeing the orc army rushing into the city crazily, Varian felt his eyes turn red.

no! We can't just lose. I am the invincible Varian. I will not lose, never!

"Kill!" he shouted, leading a small group of palace guards to charge at the enemy. Salameni slashed wildly, and one orc after another fell under his sword.

boom! A hotel collapsed, and a monster with rock-like muscles and a huge one-eyed monster appeared in front of Varian. The terrifying size was more than ten meters high, but at this time Varian was already red-eyed and jumped up directly, holding the gun in his hand. The big sword stabbed hard into the one eye of the Goron beast.

Poof! Blood splashed everywhere, and the giant beast collapsed.

Varian stood on the corpse of the gronn, breathing heavily.

He looked around blankly. The orcs were flooding the city like a black tide.

It’s over! It’s really over!

As the blood in his heart gradually cooled, he finally fell into despair.

A black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, and the black-skinned orc in front of him looked at him with a ferocious smile.

Red Blackhand (Blackstone Overseer): "It was you, Varian, who killed my father and destroyed my father's glory. Now I want to take back the glory that belongs to me."

Kargath Bladefist (Chief of the Shattered Hand Clan): "Red, this human is not easy to deal with. Let me help you. I want to see what a human who can defeat Black Hand is capable of."

Varian raised his sword to face the enemy without fear, but immediately a second and third orc appeared...

Hundreds of orcs surrounded him, and Varian's heart sank. Am I going to die here today?