Stormwind God

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Use it with all your heart.

Use it with all your heart.

This is the same concept, but it is not a comparison of the same heavyweight at all.

Jaina is multitasking at best, and it is already the limit to cope with more than a dozen roads.

Khadgar died for twenty-six years, and was shocked by Duke's ‘Hundred Hands’ magic skill. By spreading his mind while reading the multiple books in the Karazhan Library, he exercised his multi-cast ability. After so many years of training, Khadgar turned himself into a super-spiritual creature who could do hundreds of conflicting things at the same time without messing up.

Apparently Khadgar was already exaggerating.

The hateful thing is that after the powerful spiritual increase of the ice skull created by Kil'jaeden, Anastrian can control at least thousands of mental energy beams to attack the magic net at the same time.

"No! I can't stand it!" In the magic net, Jaina and Khadgar both screamed in despair.

Khadgar called in helpers: Farina the Black Witch and Soranlian the Star Master.

not enough!

No money!

Jaina gritted her teeth: "Open all low-level permissions to all Alliance Magestar or above mages and ask for their help."

"This……"

"Don't hesitate! It's worse than being taken away by Anastrian! It's a big deal and I'll plead guilty with Duke!" Jaina finalized.

The next second, Jaina's voice rang out in the entire magic net: "I am Jaina Proudmoore, Queen of Kul Tiras! Now the magic net is attacked by the former Sun King Anastrian * Sunstrider , Ask all Monet users to help repel his attack ... "

Here, Jaina tried her best to resist the mental attack of the Sun King.

There, Kael'thas summoned his phoenix, and he risked collapse and self-destruction to re-fit with his own phoenix to gain demigod-level combat power.

Because the ice coffin of his dead ghost dad started to get bigger and bigger, he had to use high-purity flame element magic to fight the expansion of the ice cube.

The next Torim had stepped back, and he couldn't do anything under this level of mental attack.

"That **** Lich!" Thorim cursed fiercely.

Because the flaws in his soul had been found out, the vision of the dead wife was constantly attacking his spiritual sea.

I don't know if Anastrian was forced to switch to playing ice from a fire-fighting man, which caused some unknown defects. He also attacked Kael'thas, but his mental power attack was more The fiery spiritual fire resolved.

The situation suddenly entered a state of stalemate.

Ulduar's guardians were all mentally imperfect, and Thorim couldn't stand it, let alone the other three. It really made Freya come up and be forced to control the backwater every minute, then it was funny.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Sun King alone has dragged on six demigods and two sun-level powerhouses.

"Perhaps, we all despised the Lich King ..." Jaina couldn't help thinking of this once-green plum bamboo horse.

In the Icecrown Citadel, fierce fighting continues.

"Be careful!" As Varian shouted, Vallila next to him jumped away.

Almost at the same time as the female elf flashed away, a terrifying storm came.

Lord Malogar, an undead creature with turquoise soul material as the core and white bone as the support, has launched a skill similar to Whirlwind.

The bone bone spikes, which are fixed on the soul energy group, spread out and spin at high speed. Looks more like a terrible blender.

Everything touched by the bones will be broken into pieces by it.

What made Varian's scalp numb was that Lord Malogar ’s direction after the [Bone Storm] unfolded was striking toward Broll * Bear, who had just been shot by a huge [Spine Lord Spike] skin.

A huge bone spur penetrated the elf druid's waist sharply.

It is not known whether the internal organs of Broll were blasted.

No matter who it is, such a two-meter-long, thickest place with a thick thigh bone spur running through the abdomen will definitely be painful.

In this extremely painful situation, Broll had shouted before leaving him alone.

Varian gritted his teeth and leaped high, after all, smashed the precious slashing skill on the bone spur of Broll.

In fact, he made the right decision unknowingly.

Almost at the same time as he blasted the long bone spur, Broll rolled away from the bone storm of the undead leader.

Blood splattered, and Varian could see that an organ similar to a pig's waist almost fell out of a big hole in Broll's waist. Broll was quick to take it back.

"Don't watch! He can't die yet." Valeria grabbed Varian.

Although Broll was extremely pale, the spells on his mouth and the casting gestures on his hand were not at all confused. A ball of emerald green light rose from the palms of his hands and was pressed against his belly.

That huge blood hole started to heal at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

In just three or five seconds, the blood hole disappeared and replaced by a brand new belly.

Broll smiled bitterly: "I just barely put the viscera back in place, and I need at least three minutes to recover about 30% of the combat effectiveness."

Varian shook his hands and gritted his teeth: "This battle is left to us."

I don't know how many times of life and death, Broll guarded their backs.

This time, it was their turn to guard this respectable brother.

Varian merged the two artifacts on his hands into a huge excalibur.

His sharp gaze swept across Lord Malogar.

"Four skulls are not enough! You'd better have a thousand heads cut me"

The next second, he turned into a violent howling wind, blowing on this huge leader of the undead ...

On the other hand, in a hall full of skull-faced floor tiles, Magni and Shantis Feathermoon were fighting against the goddess of cursed goddess.

The flames from the Enemy Warhammer burst into a huge three-person-tall human deformed monster.

However, more monsters continued to emerge from the side doors on both sides of the hall.

Dozens of deities supporters and zealots pursued the seemingly weak General Yugetsu.

Obviously after ten thousand years of age, because she was Tyrande's adopted daughter, she was low for a generation. While Tyrande was talking to the league leaders on a regular basis, Shantis ... was pretty hard.

Her sullen breath was destined to be vented only in battle.

Even after chasing down more than a dozen powerful theologians, the elf general who defended one side stepped lightly on the pillar next to the hall, and the whole person flew into the air.