Stormwind God

Chapter 115: Sorry, jewelry is the body

Duke looked up and glanced up slightly. In this chess space, time and space have disappeared. Looking across the battlefield staggered with swords and swords, looking into the distance is an endless black and white grid, and looking up into the sky is a blank void.

The only things you can focus on are your opponents.

Over there, Lothar fought against the chief of the black hand.

This is not an easy task. The Horde's combat power is higher, the orcs can afford it, but the human side can't afford it. Waiting for the two-winged Murlocs and Gnolls to retreat is the end of the human side.

Andu had to storm.

This is definitely good news for the Orc Warchief who prefers the frontal. The huge hammer was heavy and fast.

Under the black hand's super-strong arm beyond human imagination, the violent wind pressure that seemed to collapse a hill every time he swiped, almost lost Lothar.

The action of the partial black hand is so fast that each hammer looks like a phantom. Lothar was oblivious and forced to intersect with his sword, and Lothar was almost killed.

Long swords are light weapons. Compared with heavy weapons like hammers, they are inherently impatient.

Not to mention that Blackhand's sledgehammer is specialized. It weighs more than 300 pounds.

Almost at the moment of the fight, Lothar had scolded himself in his heart, why should he fight against this monster with the power comparable to the legendary giant.

Because this hammer almost cut off his sword of king.

Don't look at the long sword in Lothar's hand as a light weapon. In fact, after inheriting the will of King Soradin and instilling the ancestors' desire for freedom and survival, this sword of king has surpassed the epic level and approached the level of artifact Semi-artifact.

Don't look at the blade body's thinness and slenderness compared with the black hand's hammer. It's completely a smashing thing. When it comes to hardness and tenacity ... Well, Lothar remembered that when he was a child, he inserted the sword of the king on the marble Cave play.

However, it is such a semi-artifact sword that fights with the black hand's hammer and still emits a muffled hum to the soul of Lothar.

Even if it's not to the extent of sorrow, Lothar has eliminated the idea of ​​hard fight and quick victory.

Lothar glanced at the light of Garona's side.

The fierce female half-orc was pressing **** the black-handed lieutenant Orgrim. It seemed Garona had the absolute upper hand.

Garona's figure flickered, and the cold light of the dagger used to shuttle back and forth created scars and scars of fingers deep in the place where Orgrim's red fruit came out.

If Orgrim was a human, even if his vitals were not severely damaged, he would still lose too much blood and die quickly. Unfortunately, the vitality of orcs cannot be measured by human standards. Moreover, the other party is obviously not a real orc.

Orgrim's fierceness was undiminished.

Rather, Lothar was more concerned about Garona.

Rogues have a natural disadvantage in fighting warriors. It seems that the offensive is very fierce. If the soldiers succeed in counterattack without paying attention, the thief will kneel. Soldiers are thick and thick, and have numerous opportunities to make mistakes. The thief can't. If he fails, he will probably be fatal.

Of course, the biggest worry for Lothar was Duke.

Duke's feeling for Lothar was very strange. It was obviously ground texture, but it felt like a mage in the sky. Well, let's consider Duke to be like his master, but also to hide his strength. But that Gul'dan feels to Lothar, as if Gul'dan's strength is catching up with Medivh!

Even the strength of this virtual image of Gul'dan is greatly reduced.

Duke has to face at least one Morning Star mage-level opponent!

How long can Duke last?

Lothar couldn't help but be a little anxious.

Duke did get into trouble.

This Gul'dan's strength is ridiculously high!

The system elf has been brushing various warning words on Duke's retina, and Duke has to scold the system elf: "The little master is now trying to mirror the death of Gul'dan. Don't send another warning. "

This allowed the system wizard to stop.

The low-level magic is destined to shake the higher-level mysterious power. From the beginning, Duke knew. Without [Capacitor] just played, Duke could not compete with this Gul'dan mirror. That kind of crushing magic can offset any offensive or defensive spell from Duke.

With [Capacitor], everything is different.

No matter what happens to Karazhan's chess levels. In essence, Chess Gate is still a boss of Karazhan.

If the real world also has the item level, then the level of the [capacitor] and the difficulty of the chess level must be similar, or even the same.

This resulted in a bug that could be exploited by Duke, allowing him to hurt Gul'dan in the chess space with such low strength.

It was still the arcane missile barrage of the gorgeous blind dog eyes.

Arcane missiles pierced through the void's tail, which has flooded everyone's eardrums just now. Arcane missiles offset by Gul'dan's mage shield are not the point.

The focus is on lightning effects triggered after the critical strike of Arcane Missiles.

[Capacitor] This jewelry with no limit on the trigger frequency is, to Duke at this moment, no less than a real artifact.

The others just heard the sound of "cracking".

In the beginning, only one of Duke's body around him was charged with electricity. In the back, the frequency of lightning was too frequent. Everyone only saw that the entire space around Duke's body was full of glare.

Countless lightning bolts shot from near Duke and poured over Gul'dan. The meandering electric snake roared and ran across the floor tiles, leaving even scary black electric marks on the white spaces of the floor tiles.

"Impossible!" This Gul'dan growled in anger, and he kept blasting the flames of destruction towards Duke. Each flame, both qualitative and quantitative, was Gul'dan's upper hand, but each flame was burst in the air by countless lightning bolts.

Gul'dan's mirroring is completely incomprehensible, why is it so?

Why can a low-level wizard who can only release weak arcane missiles, in a very weak state, can make such a large number of lightning attacks that can hurt him?

He began to doubt himself.

In the end, the other human is his own opponent, or the strange jewelry that is not in the waist is his own opponent. This kind of upside-down brainless trigger-type jewelry can actually threaten him?

If this Gul'dan has real self-awareness, I'm afraid he'll just go crazy.

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