Here, General Vezax, who sensed something was wrong, had already greeted his younger brother to come in without any sense of martial ethics.
But you are the only one who has a younger brother?
The strong Tridents who had eaten fresh takoyaki came up in mechas and tanks, and immediately beat the faceless men who rushed up and could only fight in close combat until they cried for their mothers.
The fighting at several passages was quite fierce, and the faceless men gathered outside were already bleeding like rivers. However, no matter how many times Vezax called, he could not summon any of his subordinates. This helpless situation made him desperate.
Under normal circumstances, fighting Vezax requires all challengers to respond with all their strength, because at this point, Vezax's [Halo of Despair] can isolate all elemental induction of the challenger, suppress his mental power, and cut off the effect of magic recovery
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The challenger had to borrow the [Sa Steel Crystal] he threw to blow it up, and then restore the magic power.
Real-life combat is nothing like that.
The prerequisite for needing milk is that someone has lost blood.
But it was General Vezax who lost blood at the beginning, and then Muradin, who was on top, was clearly bullying the old general with dual-wielding. The remaining right hand of the old general was two pliers, one large and one small.
Theoretically, everyone is two against two. The small pliers under Vezax's arm can cause negligible damage to Muradin, and the hard skin brought by the gods can overcome it.
On the contrary, Muradin's ax and hammer often had to be blocked by the big pliers, so he could hit the general hard. With a casual blow, he could knock out the general's overnight meal, and he also said "I hope the overnight meal is okay".
The general just relies on [Mark of the Faceless One] to restore some blood, and occasionally uses [Shadow Blast] to hit and splash, but he really can't kill the hero.
With such a low treatment pressure, what he encountered was the top milk mass in the history of the league.
The upper limit of the magic power of just one Liadrin is at least that of a hundred full-level and fully-equipped nannies in the game. Not to mention the Silver N Saint who is above her and can switch to a nanny at any time.
What's outrageous is that above them, there is Viren with super big breasts.
In history, Velen relied on his seniority to hide in the Exodar and do nothing all day long.
Mai, who is the leader of the alliance in this life, takes the lead. Every one of the alliance's big bosses has to be at the front to confront the villains such as the evil god. Why can Velen, the boss of the second-class force, stay behind?
With the support of this lineup, Sa Steel Crystal becomes dispensable.
Exploding the crystal will produce green sasteel steam. Inhaling this stuff can convert life into mana. The more you inhale, the more recovery you will get and the greater the damage.
When his own mana is fully sufficient, McDonald will not let the heroes take risks. Who dares to guarantee that the Sa Steel Crystal in this life has not been affected by the mental erosion of the Faceless Men?
This kind of battle that squeezes out healing capabilities, consumes equipment, and pursues extreme DPS. When the hero team has attack, defense, and recovery capabilities that far exceed ordinary people, this is no longer smooth, but almost a state of defeat.
Isn’t this?
Muradin saw the opportunity, and when General Vezax was exploding and releasing a black thing (actually it was [Tide of Darkness]), he threw him over his shoulder.
Originally, the general had finally managed to accumulate a wave of dark power, which gave him the ability to kill melee combat in a short time. Unfortunately, he only had two of the four pliers left. The force of the attack was only half that, and it was in a single direction, so it was too easy to defend against.
谷/span> Muradin used a standard 'anti-counterattack' to block the large pliers. At the same time, he used the barb at the top of the ax blade to jam the joint at the lower end of the large pliers. With the other hand, he hit the general's abdomen with a sledgehammer, and he was instantly over a hundred.
The ton-heavy Faceless General enjoyed the soaring clouds and fog package for two seconds, and immediately fell to the ground hard.
At the moment when the general fell, Varian jumped up high and used his two divine weapons, the two swords of Chef Ding, from high to low, cutting open the carapace between the general's waist and abdomen.
The moment Varian stepped back, the focused strike of [Wrath of the Stars] and the super kinetic energy plus elemental mixed strike of [Electromagnetic Cannon] arrived.
The purest violent element made the flesh and blood in the Faceless General's carapace seem to swell on the spot, and then exploded completely. The black coal-like flesh and blood flew everywhere, and then the tentacles that grew out on their own in an attempt to heal the wounds were blown away.
It was burnt black by the explosion, and the debris flew into the sky.
Valeela's sword light has arrived.
A burst of brilliant [cutting] streaked across the charred black area ten meters long and wide, and it felt like a chainsaw was peeling away a wooden board.
After a brief but fierce offensive, Vezax's internal organs and bones were soon exposed to the open air.
It was an extremely ugly, twisted mass of flesh, like countless octopuses entangled together. This thing even had a mouth for its internal organs, and it kept opening its bloody mouth to devour other internal organs.
Mortals have no idea what physiological structure this is.
It's not important anymore!
Uther delivered the final blow to the general.
These disgusting internal organs had just been exposed to the world when they were hit head-on by a ball of golden light as bright as the sun. Amidst the general's earth-shattering screams, those entangled fleshy balls seemed to be 'evaporated' in half, and first exploded.
It came, and before it could turn into blood foam and minced meat all over the sky, it disappeared into the ever-expanding golden beam of light.
The general's fat and thick body was completely hollowed out in less than three seconds.
This straight holy light cannon seemed to divide this dark underground hall into two. Not only did it penetrate the general's body, it also blasted an invisible hole ten meters in diameter on the extremely hard wall of the hall behind.
Horribly empty.
Even though General Vezax's soul had already stepped through the gate of hell, his hoarse voice was like a curse sent back from the deep hell. It glared at the alliance heroes headed by McDonald with red eyes and roared with gnashed teeth.
road:
"Ah... haha... ah... uh... you... think you have won? You... have no idea... what kind of... horror... is waiting for... you..."
"Hey! Isn't it Yogg-Saron? This big toad that claims to have a thousand mouths is just that. Let me tell you, we have destroyed C'Thun. Next, whether it is Yogg-Saron or
N'Zoth or Asagi, whoever dares to destroy Azeroth will be destroyed by us! No one is exempted!"
If someone else said this, it would be bragging. But if the leader of the alliance who killed the ancient god C'Thun said this, it would be confidence! Absolute confidence!
The resonant words of McDonald's words contain a sense of high destiny that determines destiny.
"Haha... Just brag..." General Vezax's eyes widened.
McDonald shrugged, shook his head, and said in a playful manner: "I like the feeling that I am telling the truth the most, but my enemies think I am bragging."
