Warlord of Chaos

Chapter 2, 32, killing

The elements in nature are always in a state of balance, releasing the magical manipulation elements, which is the artificial balance of destruction, so that there will be a burst of irregular elemental fluctuations. When the elements are rebalanced under the intervention of nature, the elements fluctuate. Nature will disappear.

The elemental fluctuations caused by the magician are always staged. Even if the curse is cursed, it is impossible to get rid of nature's intervention. However, at this moment, the fluctuations in the elements from the distance are like a song that can't be sung. It’s been half a day, but there is no sign of abating.

When the magical volatility came, the mercenaries on the hills had entered the battle state. Only the magicians remained silent. When the magic was not released, it would only alert the other party.

A commotion in the opposite forest, Winston jumped out for the first time, and kept struggling to the hills, then Saxon, and then Paul and Ferdin jumped out of the woods.

More than a dozen Thunderbirds suddenly swooped down from the dark clouds. Almost at the same time, each Thunderbird released a thunder of light in the barrel. More than a dozen thunder light gathered in the woods, and then came from the forest. Call, then everything becomes silent.

Winston, Saxon and others did not dare to look back. Even if they knew that another companion was killed, they did not dare to look back. The rescue was useless and they could only take their own lives.

Originally they were ready, they have been to the Thunder Valley before, have enough experience to deal with Thunderbird, the strength of the group of Thunderbirds is really terrible, but Warcraft is after all, there are many ways to deal with them.

However, the accident occurred, and Winston never imagined that Thunderbirds in the Thunder Valley had been waiting for them halfway through the command of a dozen ogres. The plan they prepared can only lie to the lack of wisdom of the Thunderbird, but they can't fool the Ogre Shaman!

Cervantes of the Twilight Mercenary Group smiled and then nodded to the shooters. More than twenty shooters were half-squatted there and opened the longbow.

At the moment when the shooters showed their way, Winston and others immediately discovered the unscrupulous mercenaries on the hill. Paul rolled to the side with the fastest speed and released the stealth technique. Saxon roared. As soon as he released his bodyguards to the extreme, he was in front of Ferdin, and Winston’s figure started up and shot straight into the hill.

More than 20 arrows are shot out. If it is to deal with the general mercenary team, this row of profit arrows is enough, but the Reaper is a mercenary squad with very rich combat experience. The members are also very strong. Although they suffered a sudden block, each of them responded correctly.

Paul was out of the attack range. Feidi was in the back wing of Saxon, attacking the dead end. Only Saxon smashed a few arrows, but those arrows penetrated the body and smothered, and then hit the leather armor. The force was exhausted and could not cause Saxon. hurt.

However, the speed at which Saxon fled was blocked, and more Thunderbirds swooped down from the dark clouds. Thousands of thunder light gathered on Ferdin, forming a huge electro-optical ball, and then blasted open.

Ferdi's magic shield for his own blessing may be able to resist the lightning released by several Thunderbirds, but the number of Thunderbirds is too much, let alone him, even a fierce tutor with an eleventh-order peak is hard to find. The collective points of the ten Thunderbirds were shot and kept safe.

The electric light rushed to the bottom, and Feidi had completely disappeared. Even the screams were not sent out, and Saxon was thrown more than 20 meters away and fell heavily on the ground.

"Cervantes!!" Winston screamed, his face became distorted, and his otherwise calm eyes became extremely vicious at the moment, and he had recognized the mercenary group opposite.

Cervantes smiled and jumped out of the ditch. He calmly looked at Winston, who was getting closer and closer. A group of white smudges shrouded him inside. If he was alone, he was not afraid of Winston. Even Winston has become extremely crazy.

The five major types of fighting skills have their own strengths. In contrast, Winston's Longyan fighting skills are balanced and seemingly moderate. The Star River fighting skills pose a serious threat to the magician. The magic shield causes direct damage to the magician inside. Other professional warriors cannot damage the magician until the magician's magic shield does not collapse. And his Cervantes practiced Lei Guangdou skills, in dealing with melee occupations, much more sharp than the ice fighting skills, once the small chance of paralysis, is the opportunity to die, although this is the Winston For high-level professionals, the paralysis is just a stiff moment, but the masters will fight for a moment.

Saxon turned and jumped from the ground and rushed to the mountain. In fact, he already understood that today is the day when the Reaper Mercenary Corps was completely de-listed. However, there are different ways of death for death. He chose to fight vigorously and fight. To the last breath.

Cervantes pulled out the long sword and pointed it to the side. A dozen magicians took the magical powers and released the magical detection. They instantly covered the space of hundreds of meters. The galloping Paul showed his body shape, but he didn't have a moment. Stay and continue to rush to the mountains.

Dozens of Thunderbirds began to dive again, and the magic wave was more intense than a burst. The smile on Cervantes’ face suddenly disappeared, and then looked up at the sky: “Not good...”

One after another, the straight lightning was ruthless from the sky, and the whole hill was covered in it. The human body, weapons, and countless sandstones were bombarded and flew around. The mercenaries of the Twilight Mercenary Corps thought they occupied It's cheap, with the cooperation of the Thunderbirds, you can easily smash the reaper's mercenary squad, and you don't expect to catch the oriole. They themselves have become the target of others' surprise attacks.

Perhaps it happened that it might be deliberate, the magical fluctuations were hidden in the fluctuations caused by the Thunderbirds. The mercenaries of the Twilight Mercenary Corps did not have any vigilance at all. A dozen magicians who did not release the body-protecting magic were the first to bear the brunt. All were killed on the spot, the shooters who opened the longbow and aimed at Paul also became a broken limb, and the soldiers of the mercenary group were not much better. Cervantes was safe, he practiced. The Leiguang fighting skills have a strong resistance to the electric magic, but his men are full of casualties.

Nine Grays drop! This is the signature magic, and both the enemy and the enemy understand who is nearby.

Cervantes turned his head and looked for the hidden place of the enemy, but before he could find the enemy, a sharp wind sneaked into his neck.

Cervantes reacted very quickly, and gave it aside. The backhand sent a sword back. Gibran showed up in the air, and his body shape swung away, avoiding the sword of Cervantes. The first move was to fight two people. Ping, no one can hurt anyone.

Cervantes changed his face and slammed out into the oblique thorn. Gibran is here, and Julia must be there. The taste of the arrow of the tree demon can be uncomfortable. Only by swimming fast can you avoid being in trouble.

However, the movement of Cervantes was still a little slower. Julia and Gibran shot at the same time. When he escaped the sneak attack of Gibran and then returned a sword, Julia’s arrow had arrived, and the green mangling flashed. Numerous vines poured out from the ground like a tidal wave, and the shape of Cervantes was clearly activated, and it was actually smashed back by the vines.

Winston screamed, his body shot at the cannonball in the air, drawing a curved shape, falling to Cervantes, his hands raised his sword, and he used all his strength and vindictiveness. Winston's swordsmanship was originally based on stabbing. Now it is uncharacteristic. I can imagine how angry his heart is. This sword has nothing to do with skill, just to vent.

Cervantes struggled while squatting, but the arrow of the tree demon is the nemesis of the strong. Unless you have the strength of the super-powerful, you can break all the vines at once. Otherwise, you will never escape. He broke one, and new vines grew out, only the tighter and tighter.

Winston's sword swayed, and the blasted fire instantly burned the waving vines into coke. The body of Cervantes was burnt, and Winston's long sword was deeply plunged into his forehead. Almost broke his head in two, and Cervantes slammed there, then softly fell.

The swallowing Thunderbirds released a dazzling electric light. Under the command of the Ogre Shaman, their attacks were very neat. Paul did not rush out of the scope of magic detection. The figure has been shrouded in electro-optical groups. When the electric light disappeared, it was empty and nothing left.

This is an absolute kill, but also an absolute spike!

"Go!" Gibran screamed, and he couldn't even attack the mercenaries who survived the Twilight mercenary group and turned and rushed back to the hillside.

Winston also knew that it was not the time to kill and vent his anger. Stepping behind Gibble, as for the Saxon who fell behind, he really had more than enough strength. In the face of dozens of Thunderbird attacks, there was no rescue. Meaning, you can only put yourself in.

At the foot of the mountain, more than a dozen black shadows came out of the forest. It was the ogre shaman, and they all rode a tall blast wolf.

The ogre is a very ugly creature. Their skin is rough, ugly blue, their heads are big, their eyes are not small. The mouth is completely bloody, and the cold teeth are prominent. People looked at their hearts.

The ogre's fighting power is very strong. Like vampires, they are born with a tough body, but in contrast, the ogres are much more vulnerable, but they tend to be the leaders of the ogre. Because they can release magic, they also have the talent to communicate with the soul of the Warcraft.

Seeing that the enemy has escaped the hill, the ogre shamans are rushing to drive the blast wolf. At this moment, the difference is steep, a figure suddenly jumps out from the ground, waving a shining blue light, smashing into a cannibal Magic Shaman's neck.

That Saman was caught off guard, a huge head had flung off the neck and the old man, the film kept going, and continued to move forward, the green mangling flashed, another ogre shaman **** in the pool of blood in.

The rest of the ogres were rushing around, and the Thunderbirds who were catching up with Saxon also gave up their goals and collectively turned their way to protect those ogres.

Saxon thought he was dead. Seeing that the Thunderbirds had given up on themselves, they couldn’t help but show their crying expressions. No one wants to face death. To die does not mean that you want to die. He uses all his strength, struggles and jumps. The hill then disappeared at the other end.

Han progressed to Qingmeng, I wanted to kill another enemy, but I saw a huge stone with a radius of two meters. The boulder was not close, and the wind that hit the wind would hurt his cheek, Han Jin’s figure. I hurried backwards and disappeared without a trace.

In the next moment, a giant man with a height of about five meters smashed out of the forest. He took only two or three steps and went to the place where Han Jin disappeared. He waved a sledgehammer that was not like a word and fought hard. There was a loud bang, and the earth shook violently. The blast wolves were shaken and the rest of the ogres were also painfully covering their ears.

The giant man then squatted a few times and pulled the ground out of a big pit. Then he squatted and rubbed his hand for a moment. He looked up and said, "No..."

"No matter him! We continue to chase!" An ogre shaman screamed.

His opinion was approved by all the ogre shamans, but the Thunderbird in the sky just turned, Han Jin actually jumped out from behind a blast wolf, raised his hand and a sword, the body of an ogre shaman Was worn through. Then Han progressed and rushed to another ogre shaman. The shaman had already been alert, and the cane in his hand was in one fell swoop. His blue-grey skin suddenly turned into iron black, and the green mans crossed. A shallow trace was drawn.

Han Jinyi, a backhand shot of a fire symbol, the three flavors of real fire fell on the back of the shaman, instantly turned into a raging flame.

The smirk of the Sasha's face disappeared instantly, and then a scream of screaming.

However, with the addition of a fire symbol, the coherence of Hanjin’s movements was broken, and it was slowed down. The Thunderbirds in the sky released a series of electric lights, which had enveloped Han Jin’s figure.

With a bang, countless sand and stones splashed around, and Han Jin appeared again in another place, once again disappearing into the earth.

The giant man rushed over and squatted down and watched it, but he couldn't find anything.

The ogre shamans face each other, the giant big man gave up his efforts, and also threw away the giant hammer, ran out of the distance and took the stone just thrown back, holding the stone and looking around, his figure is five meters. Left and right, the stone has a square of two meters. In terms of proportion, he should be very hard, but the big man seems to have endless strength and it is very easy.

"What to do?" asked a shaman, sulking.

"No matter who he is!" another shaman cried: "We continue to chase!"

This time, although the ogre shamans kept on catching up, but each one did not move, their skins all turned into iron black, and the thunderbirds always hovered over their heads. Obviously, it was to Korea. Listening.

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement. The ogre shaman couldn’t help it. They exchanged their eyes and drove the wolf forward. Who knows that they just started to move, Han Jin jumped from the last side. Come out, see the skin of the Ogre Shaman all changed color, he did not hesitate for a moment, raised his hand and waved a fire.

The giant man screamed and slammed the boulder out, but Han Jin had already sunk into the ground. The boulder was empty and flew all the way. He didn’t know how many trees had fallen.

The shaman who was hit by the three-flavored real fire screamed and rolled down from the blast wolf. His back was smashed on the blast wolf, and the blast wolf was also smashed. One was desperately rolling on the ground, one was playing in madness. Turn around.

"Buck, what are you doing? Fire!" An ogre shaman shouted.

The giant man rushed to the Saman in two steps, raised his slap and slammed it down, and another ogresman shouted: "No! The fire is weird, don't touch it with your hands!"

The giant big man squatted and ran to one side, his hands picked up a tree that had just been tripped, and went down indiscriminately. The ogre shamans screamed to avoid one side. Who knows that Han Jin actually took the opportunity. Drilled out of the ground, raised a hand of fire, and turned an ogre shaman into a fireman.

The reaction of the giant man was not bad. He took the big tree into two pieces on one foot and turned and smashed the thick trunk. But Han Jin had just been broken by the earthen murder, and he became very cautious and only killed. One, immediately hid back to the ground, the trunk that roared and did not even touch his shadow.

The giant big man was really angry. He beat his chest with his fists and said: "Ah..."

The previous ogres and shamans were all in the pool of blood. The three flavors were still not extinguished. Their bodies have become blurred, which has nothing to do with Han Jin. It is all the merits of the giant man.

Seeing that one of the companions was killed, the ogre shamans all showed fear. The giant man was not yet defeated, and he ran out of his own home and took his own boulders back, where he kept turning around.

"Can't take care of him anymore! Even if we only have the last one, we must kill those people!" An ogre shaman screamed.

"Good!" Another ogres, Shaman, should be.

At the moment when the blast wolf was about to move, Han Jin jumped out of the ground and waved a fire charm. The giant man also cast his own boulders, but this time, he did not attack Han Jin. Instead, attack the flames.

Han Jin’s launch of the fire symbol is quite fast, but the giant big man has a very strong talent in this respect, and the huge stone is very large, which is not too small, and the fire is banged on the boulders and burns. Up, the attacked ogre shaman was only scared out of a cold sweat, but it was safe and sound.

The Thunderbirds have released a series of electric lights. While the Hanjin figure disappeared into the ground, they volleyed on the ground, and the roaring thunder hit the ground a large pit nearly two meters deep.

The giant man saw his plan succeeded, and yelled at the place where Han Jin disappeared: "I...strong!!!" shouted, and he ran over and picked up his own boulders. Strong is not another strong thing, his intelligence is very problematic, just the ogre shaman also reminded him, the flame has a problem, can not touch, even in the blink of an eye to forget.

The surviving ogre shamans were around the pit and their attention was focused on the bottom of the pit.

"Dead?" an ogre shaman whispered.

"It should be... dead."

The giant man was not afraid of the flames. He smiled and picked up the burning boulders. He turned and walked back. He only took a few steps. The boulders had already dropped their hands on the ground. He looked at his burning hands and didn’t know. Thinking about something.

The sound of the boulder falling to the ground alarmed the ogres, and they turned back and couldn’t help but stunned. The giant big man’s hands held two burning flames, and there was a flame burning on his chest.

"Buck! Don't you tell me not to touch?!" An ogre shaman screamed.

"How are you, Buck?" another ogre shaman cried, the reason why this is because other people have encountered the kind of flame, there is always a scream, but Buck is standing there. As if nothing happened.

Buck raised his head, and the flesh on his face kept twitching: "Pain..."

The ogre shamans are stunned, but they are crying out loud! They know that Buck is a very rough guy, but rough to this extent, it is incomprehensible.

Buck opened his thighs and walked to the ogre shaman in a few steps, stretching his big hand down: "Destroy...destroy..."

The ogre shamans shouted to the left and right, the attributes of the fire are very weird, they are powerless, and their role is to improve the combat power of the entire race, and control a large number of Warcraft, the magic is also the effect class, really Committed to the battle, they shamans can not beat a human warlock.

"Firefighting!!" Seeing that their companions are not living and living, they are retreating to other places. In the midst of the pain, Buck finally shouted out the complete sentence.

The ogre shamans did not respond, but they retreated further.

"Firefighting..." Buck was furious and stepped over to catch an ogre shaman. He pushed out his big hand and pressed it down. His power was too great. This palm actually pressed the head of the ogre shaman. Into the chest, a headless, flaming body at the neck and a swaying body swayed a few times and fell down.

"Come on! He is crazy!!" The ogres were full of surprises, and they turned their heads and drove the blast to the forest.

Buck was tall and only took one step. He caught up with an ogre shaman and reached for the shaman's neck and picked him up: "Destroy...ah..."

Another ogre saw it, and screamed in a hurry. The thunderbirds hovering in the air began to dive down, and the thunder light gathered in Buck to make a loud noise.

When the electric light was exhausted, Buck did not completely disappear like other people who were attacked by Thunderbirds. However, his body was much thinner. From head to toe, Bai Sensen’s bones were everywhere, and blood poured out like spring water. Shake it a bit, straight down and put it down, and is pressing a ogres, who are watching it, underneath.