Stormwind God

He believes that this is a real degradation.

However, being able to capture the **** Lordaeron's most valued Stratholme will make Anastrian's position stronger.

For the red-haired human mage who rushed into the battle, Siink disdained until he saw the Phnom Penh badge of the Marcus family ...

Duke Marcus?

It's him again! ?

Not everyone in the Marcus family is eligible for the Blue Storm badge in Phnom Penh. Only core members can have Phnom Penh. The middle layer is a silver edge, most of which is a copper edge and a more common black iron edge.

The Lich laughed: "Haha! What kind of **** disciple are you in Marcus? Ronin, who can't be promoted to Huiyue for more than a decade?"

Waste Ronin, which seems to have become a common stalk of the Alliance and Scourge.

Thirteen years ago, Luo Ning, who pitted his teammates in Dalaran and was forcibly washed up by Duke as a disciple, had already been regarded by many envious and envious young mage as an 'out of his own wit and **** luck' symbol.

Ronin's face twitched.

Immediately, he saw a shadow arrow rain!

The black light bullet cut through the snow-white sky, and with the scream of a strong soul, he showed his arrival to the world.

The black light rain had not yet poured, and the Scarlet Crusade fighters rushing ahead had painfully covered their heads and fell down because of the terrible vibrato of the soul.

All of a sudden, there were only two people left.

A Bridget holding a shield and killing five dead knights with no return.

A red-haired mage who maintains the cast position at high speed during the run.

Countless people, panting heavily on the battlements, stared at this strange combination-a sturdy but extremely violent female paladin, and a burly but fast-moving middle-aged mage.

They may have lost their combat power because of hail, or they may not have the courage to stand up because of fear.

Even waiting for the trial of death does not prevent them from watching the last rays of hope that rushed out of this wall.

Is deeper despair?

Or hopeful redemption?

No one knows how they feel at the moment. All I know is that their eyes have been captured.

"I'm Ronin! Descendant of Master Dalaran! Inheritor of Duke Marcus-" A cry of self-satisfied Yangtian shouted, followed by a seemingly bland [Arcane Missile]!

[Arcane Missile]-the most basic arcane attack magic!

70% of the Earth Mage can play!

But as good as Ronin, it's not too much, but not!

There was an arcane missile apparently, but others seemed to see the comet falling!

Dazzling! Eye-catching! Full of the shock of tearing the world!

In a blink of an eye, the arcane missile appeared to be split, and four new arcane missiles appeared in four directions: up, down, left, and right.

At this time, Luo Ning had already reached the limit that a Morningstar Master could do.

The Lich's face moved slightly, and the ghost light glowing above the opaque eyes seemed to sway, but he still didn't care.

A morning star mage, even if she did her best, was just morning star.

The huge gap between magic density and energy level was enough to make him easily ignore Ronin's offensive.

Theoretically so!

In fact, the next instant, something that surprised him so quickly that he dropped both chins.

Eight magical magical hands appeared next to the five arcane missiles. This time, eight magic missiles appeared. If there were no miscalculations, the eight arcane missiles would hit him first at a higher speed and hit him first.

This is definitely not the level of Morning Star!

Sure enough, in the next moment, accompanied by eight magic missiles, it was Ronin's sudden and surging magical power!

One step, two steps, three steps!

In three steps, Luo Ning's breath broke the limit of Morning Star unreasonably, and directly entered the Huiyue level!

Moreover, it is not an ordinary Huiyue grade, and the arcane radiance from his body even shines like thunder. In this small snow-covered battlefield, almost every inch of snow reflects the purple-blue light of Ronin!

"It's impossible--" the Lich screamed.

Throughout the ages, it is not that no mage has been promoted in the battle!

Those were individual cases. Second, most of the mages who were promoted during the battle were unstable, and the sudden increase in magic power was not easily adaptable to the temporarily expanded magic circuit.

Luo Ning has no such problem at all. He not only runs his own circuit with ease, but also seems to have perfectly inherited the name of his master Duke's "One Hundred Hands". There are more mage hands floating in mid-air around him.

If the attack consisting of thirteen magic missiles looks like a purple-blue awl in appearance, then after more magic missiles fill the surrounding vacancies, the missile cluster that has increased the outer circle range and the number of missiles for the second time has already Easily surpassed the level of Arcane Barrage.

It has become a terrorist attack that is no less than a heavy rain!

To others, where is Ronin's magic attack? This is a Christmas tree made of high-concentration arcane magic.

"No--" The Lich screamed in surprise, flashing directly to a place more than a hundred meters away.

Who knows, the arcane Christmas tree under the control of Ronin even accelerated further, drawing an incredible arc in the air, and it bombarded the Lich.

It looks like Luo Ning, with his small body, wields a huge blue scimitar with a length of more than 40 meters, and fiercely hits the avoiding Lich.

"Hello!" With a loud noise, the Lich was blasted directly into bones.

Perhaps in the near future, he will be resurrected by the Lich King or the fallen Sun King. At least for now, he can't cause any trouble for the defenders.

"Long live Ronin!"

I don't know who shouted for the first time, and for a moment, deaf cheers sounded across the walls of Stratholme West.

While the death knight was in a daze, Bridget's signature skill of a warrior [Shield slam] smashed a death knight's head into bone slag, and knocked the entire right arm of another death knight with a hammer on his backhand Tone out of the siege and merge with Luo Ning.

Listening to the cheers in his ear, Bridget smiled slightly: "Uncle, good job!"

Just when Ronin wanted to say something, the mutation happened.

There was no sign at all, a skinny finger with a glittering ring appeared in the void, and the cold and cold mang ejected between the fingers suddenly penetrated Ronin's two magic shields.

In Bridget's astounding gaze, Ronin was shot through his shoulder, and his long blood arrow flew out four or five meters away. The huge impulse further lifted Ronin as a whole.