Starting from World of Warcraft, the wind swept the world

At the beginning of the confrontation between Krago and Nairgo, the soldiers on both sides were already very experienced and chose to follow their commanders, continue their battles, and try to distance themselves from them.

"Your magic is useless here, and it's not clear which of us will win." Krago put on a posture, without the slightest fear of fear.

He is immune to Nairgo's wind elemental spells, whether it is lightning or storm, it has no effect on him, so Nairgo can only rely on his personal physical fitness to fight him head-to-head.

"Haven't I already won you once?" Nairgo seemed to be a little puzzled by where this fat guy's courage came from.

But it was clear that this answer made his expression a little gloomy.

As a trained spellbreaker, he was still an ogre whose physical fitness was naturally stronger than that of the orcs, and he lost to Nelgo in hand-to-hand combat, which is still difficult for him to accept.

"I will wash away my shame!" Krago let out a low roar, although the shamans constantly interfered here, making it almost impossible for ogres to cast spells, but he was not one of those mediocre mages.

Although it was difficult, he still condensed a lightning arrow at his fingertips.

Krago raised his arm high and whispered the spell of the spell, and the sudden powerful lightning made his arm a little dazzling.

He swung his arm down, lightning shot out, this lightning arrow hit Nairgo's chest, to Krago's surprise, he didn't even dodge, this lightning attack made Nairgo's body bloom with a burst of electric light.

It seems dazzling, but Krago is a little puzzled, why is he not harmed?

He didn't know that Nairgo, who had transformed himself into an ascending one, was no longer a mortal body, and how could he be injured by lightning and lightning?

Did he think of himself as Lyden or did he think of him as Orakil?

"It's clear that you're adding a shame to your life experience."

Out of an instinctive reaction, he reached out and picked up his weapon. Let out the loudest war cry an orc could imagine, with bloodthirsty desire in his eyes.

In response, the orc warriors also roared, and once again rushed into the army formation in the disbelieving eyes of the ogres.

Before Krago could continue to attack him with other faction spells, Nairgo had already swung his blood-stained blade and rushed towards him.

He galloped, straight at Lago, and the thunderous wind blew on him, making him faster and faster, until he completely transformed into a bolt of lightning.

Compared to Krago's lightning, Nairgo was faster at this time, and this amazing speed made the ogres on the road a little stunned, they couldn't imagine why the shaman could turn into a bolt of lightning.

Aren't they just going to turn into beasts like wolves?

At this time, a tattooed ogre spellbreaker came to his senses and wanted to step forward to stop Nairgo's advance.

The heavy warhammer swung in his hand, but only smashed on the ground and stirred up a cloud of dust.

He greatly underestimated the speed of Nairgo's actions.

Nairgo turned his head and looked at this ogre with a hideous smile, you want to stop me? Then kill you first.

A bolt of lightning condensed in his hand, and without saying a word of incantation, he released a lightning arrow, and with a flick of Nelgo's palm, the lightning arrow was thrown towards the lawbreaker.

In the face of this lightning, the ogre did not flee in a panic, but waved his weapon to meet it.

The tattoos with magical powers on his body absorbed all the wind elements in the lightning, and this amazing lightning actually failed to cause him a little damage.

"I hate the Wind Slayer."

Realizing his ability, Nelgo immediately swung his blade and quickly pounced on the ogre, slashing his weapon into his strong body without the slightest hesitation, leaving a deep wound in his strong body.

He gritted his teeth and wanted to pounce and continue the attack.

Kill.

Another sword, this time aimed at his fragile neck, Nairgo reached out to grasp the ogre's body and threw it hard, several ogres who wanted to rush over to assist him were smashed on the head by the corpses of their companions.

And before the body of this law breaker fell to the ground, his head had already rolled to the ground first.

Nairgo kicked him away and continued to rush towards all the ogres who dared to stop him, and Krago's soldiers finally realized that a strong enemy appeared in front of them, he was not the shaman who could easily fall to the ground with a swing of the hammer before, nor was he an ordinary orc with a thin body, his flowing killing made the ogres a little fearful.

Magic Scattering: Arcane.

Krago couldn't help it, he arranged arcane magic arrays one after another, and caused it to burst out with strong arcane energy.

And as long as he is hit by his magic energy scattering: arcane, his physical strength will be quickly weakened by mana a notch.

As long as it hits -

the next second.

Nairgo noticed that formations began to condense around him, and Krago was anticipating him, calculating his next move and casting spells in advance.

But how could he be hit by him? Nelgo dodged the purple magic with a dodge, and after avoiding the attack, he relied on his nimble advantage to reach out and grab an ogre and throw him to the position where the magic array exploded.

Rumble.

A cloud of dust rose and Nairgo rushed towards Krago again, who was already in range of his attack.

"Last time I gave you extra life, unfortunately, this time I will get him back." A familiar voice of Krago sounded, and Krago immediately replied: "If I am defeated, I will not flee in shame, wealth and life and all honor will be far from me, and if you are defeated, so will everything you have."

"I won't spare your life, let alone show mercy to my subordinates!" Krago sneered, and the two looked at each other.

Giant strikes.

Magic Scattering: Flames.

Nairgo lunged over, and although the wind element could not damage him, his blessing was still very effective for Nairgo, and at unexpected speed, Nairgo quickly avoided the blow and cut the sword down.

While.

Krago's hammer grid blocked the blow, the hammer sword relatively stimulated a violent sound, Nairgo, the divine weapon from the Burning Legion was undamaged, but Krago's hammer was already a little unbearable.

"Good weapon!" Krago grinned, "He'll be mine when you die."

"The mouth is so hard." Nairgo's eyes widened and he laughed, "Come and get it!" Another

confrontation ensued, and the two sides still seemed evenly matched on the surface, but in fact they both knew that Krago was downwind.

"Damn." Krago tried to distance himself, but saw Nairgo's great sword coming towards his abdomen, just as he was about to be cut open.