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Chapter 147: The Divinity of Death (Part 2)

Plunder, assimilate, and grasp all the secrets.

The divine nature in Xia's body was slightly aroused, comfortable pleasure, and irresistible excitement, transmitted from the tail vertebrae from the heart to the brain. Even the divine nature with the breath of death, its beauty is irresistible to mortals.

Sylvanas behind "Stealing" found the undead spellcaster. She tensed her body and the heat blew on Shane's neck. As the female elf sword pointed, the ranger team twisted their bodies like swimming fish, turned flexibly, aiming at another weakness in the Scourge Army, but the speed was less than half as normal, because Shane's blessing was offset by the ice breath, and it was slower.

Everyone knows that as long as there is a spellcaster in the field, the team will be like a deer wrapped in a trap, and will be tortured to death after being exhausted.

On the choker, Xia En's body was deviated due to inertia and out of natural reaction, his concentration returned to his brain. Divine nature is really very beautiful, but is that my destiny?

"Master, help us clear a way." Sylvanas shouted crisply, and the heat blew into Shane's ears.

If the enemy has only one spellcaster, he will not be able to make other actions while maintaining the field-controlled spell. Shane is sure that there is only one spellcaster on the other side.

He stretched out his staff, and the orange-red fireball was generated at the head of the staff, and then it changed from the size of a basketball to the blue and white fireball the size of a fist. It was not enough to have only one thermostatic bomb. Shane shook his bell, the second thermostatic bomb was generated, and then the third thermostatic bomb was generated, and then the wind god accelerated.

"Boom" the temperature pressure bomb hit a straight line. The white light lit up, Shane closed her eyes. In less than a second, the wind returned, and the roaring bird that was sitting staggered a few steps, shaking with Shane and Sylvana. Opening her eyes, there was no moving object on the road ahead, and nothing but ashes.

In dealing with natural disasters, the best thing is holy light, followed by flame. Whether it is a bone rack, a big spider or other undead species, it is essentially a flesh-and-blood structure. After the ashes, it cannot be regenerated or awakened.

The position of the undead spell caster is a bit far from Shane's range, and vector spell casting long-range strikes cannot be released when moving. However, even if the enemy cannot be interrupted, this is enough to inspire the morale of the ranger.

"Okay, the road has been opened, friends. Go forward with me."

While howling with Sylvanas, Shane raised the staff on his hand with one hand. Large-area ringing techniques can easily cause the unnatural flow of the atmospheric energy. Since it is no longer natural, there are ways to make it even more unnatural.

At this moment, the breeze blew up Shane's robe, the wide robe, the cuffs and skirts were flying apart. Sylvanas controlled the mount to run more smoothly. The long hair of the female elf was blown out of the hood by Shane's wind, and followed the wind.

Above the head, bright blue light shone in all directions to the head of the staff. The pure energy condensed into blue streamers, drifting into the air like silk in the wind, and then spontaneously emitted the same arcane light, one, two, three or four, as if it could not be completely floating, and it could not be used up until the perception was realized, every ranger was bathed under the arcane. Xia En shook his staff, Ding Lingling, and the sound waves were storming with the naked eye.

‘Bobobobobobobobobobobo...’

Wherever the sound wave passes, the blue streamers naturally shatter in turn, and the bright Aurora explodes into the atmosphere like a breeze. The cold air disappears, and the magical effect attached to the Rangers team disappears immediately.

It is not purification, nor dispersion, nor dismantle. This is the magic technique of Shane alone, which is a disturbance, interference and invasion.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Shane"

After a brief conversation with the female elf, the team accelerated, and the rangers of the Wind Walker made their way forward.

"For Quel'thalas"

Yes, for Quel'thalas, there are people I love and people I love.

Following the path cleaned up by Xiaen, with the blessing of spells, the rangers approached the undead's spellcaster at three times the speed in the blink of an eye.

It was a lich, a robe supported by a bone rack, a magic book on his right hand, and a metal staff in the other hand, and the dark blue ghost fire jumped and burned in the skeleton's eyes and mouth.

‘Frost Ball’

‘Scam rays’

Two opposite forces hedges, and Shane instantly defeats the opponent's spell.

‘Forced silence’

‘Arcane turbulence’

Both sides lost their ability to cast at the same time. Then a cavalry flashed by, and a sword light suddenly appeared, and Sylvanas took the lich's head. But at this moment, four death knights surrounded him, cold and evil blades. At the moment of interlacing, Shane could hardly react and cut his head.

The "bang" metal collision made a crisp sound, and Sylvanas stepped down the sword. But another sword stabbed directly under his ribs from Shane's left.

"Multiple casting - Seven-Level Shield" is a seven-faced arcane shield that looks like a petal, and is supported at this moment of crisis.

But........Dingding Dingding Dingding Dingding, for seven consecutive times, the shield was instantly shattered like glass. Xia En's robe flashed and dimmed in an instant.

"This is not right!"

The bloodline floated up, and even brought out a trace of gold thread.

"I'm injured, is this divine?" Xia En was shocked, and the light of the Death Knight was reflected in the grim smile of the success of the death knight.

Shane did not know much about divinity. The number of divine creatures he knew was very rare. It was possible to determine that divine objects with divinity knowledge were either Malon, the guardian of the myth, or Senarius, a demigod far away from Shane's camp. If divinity is the basis for becoming an immortal, then how can the divine nature be strengthened and allow the instinct of divine nature to plunder and devour? Shane is not that unwise. If you want to go further, using power with restraint and restraining any uncontrolled impulses is the basic principle for walking on the road of arcane.

In less than a blink of an eye, four death knights and Shane intersected, followed by hundreds of elite rangers, countless battle blades were cut off, and the broken blades kept sounding. The dead knights fell down, and the rangers also fell down.

But those things were not about Shane. His ears were filled with endless laughter, which was the proud laugh from a distant place.

The divine golden blood became more and more restless, and the golden blood that existed in the heart surged and pounced on the outside.

Wind and earth and death.

The wind is a free wind, a south wind that brings water vapor, a cold winter wind, a wind that alternates four seasons and harvests withering natural reincarnation.

The earth is a thick earth, the land where all things grow, the source of dedication, the place where life returns, and the mother of all things.

Death, you belong to yourself before you die, and you belong to the Lich King after you die.

‘This is my destiny?’
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