Alasius waved the battle ax made of evil energy, and accurately blocked the sharp blade that was chopped off by the death knight who rushed in front of him. During the collision of the weapons, sparks of magic energy bounced, and the brave Eredar warrior waved another weapon.
With one hand, the death knight's body was filled with scorching sulfur flames.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the war hammer that hit him from behind was imprinted on Alasius's back. The strong demon armor made a heavy groan, and even the Cruel One himself was hit by the giant attack from behind.
Smashed with force.
He flipped several times in the air and landed on the ground awkwardly. The 3-meter-tall Eredar man waved his fist viciously and smashed the walking corpses that tried to get closer into pieces. He raised his head and looked at it as he rushed away.
The flaming death knight Yrel, this petite guy is much more difficult to deal with than other death knights.
She should be their leader!
"Even among the Eredar, you can be called a warrior."
Alasius raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Yrel in the chaotic battlefield and shouted loudly:
"But even so, you can't defeat the power given by the Legion!"
"boom"
The scorching evil flames rolled up in his hands, like violent lava fireballs. During Arathius' earth-shaking charge, they hit the death knight in front of him. The latter did not dodge, and the green evil runes
In the blink of an eye, the thick death energy formed a shield on the surface of her body, and she was forced to absorb the flame bombardment.
Arathius's sneak attack disguised as magic fire failed. When he grabbed his weapon and rushed forward, the war hammer swung by Yrel had already hit his head, forcing the demon warlord to stop and defend.
"哐"
The powerful and heavy blow made the tall Arathius take a step back. Yrel, who was like a dwarf in front of him, silently moved forward. The warhammer mixed with Kara's fragments aroused the power of the void. The layers of
The extremely corrosive dim light wraps around the surface of the war hammer, coupled with the spiritual power of death between the flashing runes, making Yrel's continuous heavy hammer bombardment full of threats.
Alasius dealt with it in a very awkward manner. Facing the power of the void, he had to choose to retreat continuously. The demon guards who tried to rush up to stop Yrel were crazily slowed down by the frost storm wrapped around the death knight's body.
, and then was mercilessly knocked to the ground. The smooth landing and swift surprise attack that the warlord imagined did not exist at all. This landing turned into a disaster from the moment it was ambushed at the beginning.
But Alasius had to insist on fighting. He led the elite demons to entangle the smaller number of death knights. The eredar warlocks who followed him rushed out of the area and began to quickly establish a more stable
It is not difficult for the advance army carrying enough supplies to do this, provided that Alasius buys them enough time.
"You are just hanging on for a living! Your resistance will only bring more desperate disasters!"
Alasius evaded Yrel's ruthless pursuit in embarrassment. This feeling of being completely suppressed made the Eredar people feel very ashamed, but he had to do this. His eyes were like burning dark green flames.
Staring at Yirel, he shouted loudly:
"The legion's army will soon cross the portal and come to your world. I am just an insignificant pioneer. Soon, you will see the power that is impossible to resist!"
"Bang"
Maybe he spoke too much and affected his evasion rhythm. As a result, he was hit in the chest by the death knight. The whole person staggered back. Yrel stepped forward and jumped up from the ground, holding the warhammer in his hand.
Hold it with both hands, raise it to the sky, and then smash it down hard.
"You finally...admit that you are...a nobody!"
"Bang"
The war hammer carrying endless power hit Alasius's wrist holding the weapon. The whistling frost cut open the Eredar warrior's arm holding the weapon like an ice knife. In the pain of tearing limbs, Alasius
Hughes went crazy. He beat the evil energy in his body like crazy, and gathered fireball-like attacks from his other hand. The moment Yrel approached, he jumped at the death knight in front of him.
"Ah! I am the overlord of the legion, I am Arathius the Cruel, I will not... I will not fail like this!"
The power of heavy weapons is extremely powerful, but it is definitely not suitable for hand-to-hand combat. Seeing that Arathius has completely given up on defense, Yrel decisively threw away the war hammer, and with his backhand drew out the two rune swords hanging from his waist, staggering the stabs.
He turned towards Alasius, without dodging or retreating, but moving forward without hesitation.
"Bang"
The huge fireball entrenched in Arathius's hand hit Yrel's chest, and the rune sword raised by Yrel staggered and tore the demon warlord's armor, piercing his heart, and the death knight's wrist.
During the flip, the beating evil heart was cut into four pieces.
Yrel herself was also shrouded in crazy burning demonic fire, like a ignited pillar of fire. During the blazing burning, the layer of frost storm entangled on the surface of her body was covered up, and in Alasius
In the final call, a huge dark green meteorite fell from the sky and slammed into the death knight who was bound in place by the magic fire.
But at the moment when the hellfire was about to hit the ground, Yrel's burned body was wrapped with heavy dark magic power, and he tore through the siege of the magic fire and rushed out of the location where the hellfire was bombarded.
"puff"
Alasius spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs fragments unwillingly. He took two steps back and fell to the ground weakly. Yrel picked up the war hammer. Her face was black and white, and the armor on her chest was struck by magic fire.
She was deformed by the smash, and even her hair was burned a lot. She stood next to Arathius, looking at the resentful eyes of the Eredar Warlock, Yrel raised the sword with calm eyes, and then suddenly swung it down.
"Bang"
"Overlord? Are you worthy?"
The summoned war horse Midnight quickly knocked away the demon guards on the chaotic battlefield, and rushed to the owner's side. Yrel climbed on the horse, and there was already a bloody head in her hand. When the death knight raised it high,
, the morale of the demons who were still resisting on the entire battlefield plummeted.
But even so, in the face of demons with superior numbers, the death knights had a hard time fighting. The sea of the undead, which they were best at, was very ineffective against demons, especially these elite demons. Ordinary walking corpses and undead could not stop them at all.
The high-level knights can easily deal with these demons. However, the number of high-level knights is too small. When they rush into the battlefield, they are surrounded by demons.
A steady stream of lower-level knights came from the Hellfire Peninsula, leaving the slow-moving undead infantry behind. As the number of lower-level knights increased, the demons who were stubbornly resisting were also cleared away. The demons tried to escape.
But at this time, the huge sea of undead seriously interfered with their escape. In the end, they were caught up by the death knights and chopped down to the ground one by one.
Yrel, who was riding on a war horse, looked at the messy battlefield. Seven of the high-level knights who followed her were killed in the battle. The casualties of the lower-level knights were not yet known, but they must be shocking.
The fighting power of these elite demons is indeed extraordinary.
While Yrel was monitoring the battlefield, in the depths of the canyon thousands of yards away from the battlefield, the summoning ritual of the sneaky eredar warlocks who escaped from the battlefield was also coming to an end.
This was a rift that was formed when the terrain of Shadowmoon Valley was torn apart. Who knows how the demons found it. In short, Arathius and the demons under his command, in a very embarrassing way,
After the method was delayed for enough time, amidst the roar of the leading eredar warlock, the huge evil magic power entangled together and rushed into the well-repaired stone altar in front of him.
The next moment, Yrel, who was cleaning up the battlefield, turned around suddenly. She felt the explosion of magic power. The next moment, the entire Hellfire Peninsula shook in the riot of magic power that seemed to be burning, as if an earthquake broke out underground.
Same, it's more like a door has been opened.
"Buzz"
Dark green fire shot up into the sky, as if the earth had been ignited, but it was just the halo of the huge portal erected in the rift valley. It was not a substantial burning flame, but even so, in it
The moment the light burst out, Yrel still stretched out his hand to block his eyes out of habit. These death knights who were very close to the portal seemed to be bathed in the dark green flames. The lower-level undead even melted because of it.
.
Just like a nuclear bomb exploded in Hellfire Peninsula, Hellfire Peninsula, which had been severely damaged in the disaster in Shadowmoon Valley, was once again torn apart, and the kind of energy that surged from the other side of the portal
The magic energy rushed into the depths of the land, and downward from the rift valley, the dark green evil energy infected the underground magma, and the hot green magma gushes out from the rift valley.
Those loyal eredar warlocks didn't even let out a scream as they were completely drowned by the magma.
Yrel led the high-ranking knights to the edge of the rift. Amidst the indescribable scorching storm, the terrifying, all-swamping magma spewed out from the rift, filling the rift at an extremely fast speed.
Flat, and then rolling in all directions, as if it would never stop devouring the earth.
Yrel and the death knights quickly retreated. They stood on a high ground. The dark green magma in front of them quickly formed a burning lagoon. And when the flame portal was completely opened, a small mountain like
The same tall giant beast stepped forward and stepped into the magma lake. When the light dimmed slightly, Yrel looked up and saw that in the magma, there was a huge abyss lord who was setting off a tide of lava.
"Swimmed" towards the death knight.
This magma filled with evil energy is even hotter than ordinary magma. An ordinary person would turn into ashes in less than 2 seconds if he fell into it. But at this time, the abyss lord did not use any protection and just waded through the magma lake so easily.
, has fully proven its rough skin and thick flesh.
And the vicious war spear raised high, with the abyss lord laughing loudly and shouting, slammed down towards the high ground where the death knights were, like a punishment from the gods falling from the sky, that huge figure made people...
I can't muster the will to fight at all.
"I am the King of the Abyss, Agona!"
"People of the Flame! Stand up and devour this overestimating little insect!"
The Lord of the Abyss roared loudly, and the evil magma under him rolled crazily, completely cutting off the death knights' retreat in an instant. Under the bombardment of the huge force, Yrel raised his war hammer in despair, and she
She knows that this is not an opponent she can deal with now, but if she doesn't resist, will she just wait for death in such a humble manner?
"boom"
Agona's huge double-headed war spear hit the top of the only "island" on the magma lake, splashing magma everywhere, but the abyss lord did not continue to laugh proudly, because it felt,
This inevitable blow, this all-out blow... was blocked!
"Pa"
Agona buried its body in the lava lake and took a step back. After the evil lava flying in the sky dissipated, it could clearly see the opponent who blocked its attack.
That was a man standing in front of those death knights who were waiting to die. He was not tall and wore the same black armor as those knights. He was not conspicuous at all. If he had to say that it attracted attention, maybe it was the armor he held tightly in his hand.
A sword... The blade is like the most exaggerated machete, entwined with the buzzing greedy sword soul. Thick frost and flickering sparks are wrapped around the sharp blade.
Even if you are just close, you can feel the arrogance of that sword and the endless greed of that sword.
"Shua"
Tyrion waved Apocalypse, and the broken anti-magic shield converged at this moment. The black cloak behind him fluttered in the scorching wind, and his hair also fluttered in the scorching storm.
He looked at the huge abyss lord in front of him and the demon army that began to land on the other side of the magma lake. The ice-blue light in his eyes seemed so calm.
"Agona...after you die, I will call this magma lake "Agona's Pool" to commemorate..."
"Buzz"
The dark energy wings behind Tyrion suddenly opened up, and the rocks under his feet collapsed, causing his figure to turn into a black shadow, rushing towards the abyss lord above the magma lake, the kind of Agona
The cold death energy that had never been seen before wrapped around Tyrion's body at this moment, like the shadow of a giant dragon with its teeth and claws.
Danger! Extremely dangerous opponent!
"Bang"
The collision between a small black dot and the huge beast caused Agona's huge body to take several steps back in the magma lake. It was not until this moment that the second half of Tyrion's words reached its ears.
