Chapter 391 Azu, your character is broken (4 more)
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The true God of War of the Alliance: Jumping from a ten-story high place without props, standing firmly on the ground, holding an artifact to rage thousands of troops, and dare to face the super boss!
The false Alliance God of War: He waited for the flying dragon to stop, then slowly walked down with full force, holding the title of commander-in-chief, doing all the stupid things that would blow people up in his hometown. Without skills, the actual combat power is about more than 5 points.
I have just passed the novice stage in swordsmanship.
Mograine roared, and golden light burst out from his body like the rising sun. The radiant momentum overwhelmed the Lich King's spokesperson Lao Taizi at this moment.
The cold air of [Frostmourne] could not enter the ten-meter radius of him at all, and was instantly eliminated by the golden holy light.
"Haha! After today, you can continue to call me Your Majesty." Terenas said confidently.
"I'm sorry! Forgive me! You sinful king! Go to the hell you deserve to go to-" Mograine pressed forward and slashed straight with his sword without any fancy, bringing up a weapon with a length of more than a hundred years.
meters of holy light shockwave.
Unless you can teleport, there is no room for dodge.
[Ashbringer] is an unreasonable large-scale splash attack. At least the death knight can't escape.
"when!"
The fierce clash between the two artifacts caused a sonorous explosion that almost shattered the eardrums of others.
The collision of the two forces of holiness and darkness caused chaos and chaos.
A huge crater appeared at the feet of the two of them, and the place looked as if it had just been hit by a 380mm cannon.
The fight between the two forces is too exaggerated. The weaker one is not even qualified to watch the battle between the two sides. At most, they can only see two vague figures in the turbulence of two colors, one gold and one white.
Stop shaking.
It is not difficult for anyone with a bit of discernment to see that Mograine has already overwhelmed Terenas, who was damaged in two battles.
There is an advantage, obviously, but not enough to win.
Because [Frostmourne] is a bug sword, it can continue to draw the power of death within a radius of several kilometers for its own use during the battle. This kind of cheating style of play can help Lao Taizi last for a long time.
While Mograine was facing off against Terenas, the alliance's strong men roared down one after another, each looking for their opponents to catch and fight.
Crassus vs Antonidas!
Khadgar vs Kel'Thuzad!
Ronin vs Sun King!
Two Kirin Tor Senators from Modera versus two Silvermoon Senators.
Belovar and four other council members were hunted down by Onyxia.
The battle of the legal system can be regarded as a model of light pollution, which can easily cause epileptic symptoms - various elements are aggregated into various shapes and poured towards the opponent.
Miscellaneous spells resounded in the void, making it noisier than a wet market.
The sky is constantly flashing with [flash] lights. The chaotic elemental turbulence tests the elemental cohesion and control of each magician. If you are not careful, you will be affected by the battlefield next to you and fall into passivity.
The alliance side clearly has the upper hand: after all, the archliches had just finished a battle with the living Sun King and Kaizi and other mages, and then suffered the explosion of the Sun Well, and none of the archlichs had more than one-third of their magic value.
If the battle between masters is like fighting between gods, then the close combat battle is also not something that normal humans can participate in.
Uther fought two against two, suppressing the Dreadlords Tichondrius and Mal'Ganis and beating them wildly.
Have you ever seen a war hammer that is the size of a water tank and is made purely of holy light? If you haven’t seen it, you have to see it.
Uther was chasing the two Dreadlords like a steamroller. No matter what the insect swarm storm or the blood-sucking aura, Laowu didn't eat anything. He was attacking from the Demon King's shadow. If he got close, he would hit him with a hammer. The hammer would at least hit him.
I need your hand.
Saidan Dathrohan and Tirion Fordring took on Anub'arak's two big beetle bosses respectively, and it was about a 50-50 split. Anyway, every time they took a step, the ground cracked like a spider web.
You know this is a showdown between big muscle tyrants.
Alleria vs. the Dread Lord Varimathras, and Queen Xi vs. Marduk without the black sword, their battles are relatively more like those of the skilled faction.
It's not easy to get hit, but because of his relatively weak body, once he gets hit, he's usually doomed.
In addition, there are a few Dread Lords who are one level behind, such as the Demon Lords Bainholler and Betherys, but they are held back by strong men such as Vereesa, Lor'themar, Valeera, and Serijek.
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You come and go, we have all kinds of weapons, the fight is very lively.
Suddenly, I discovered that after all the strong men were fighting each other, there was still a lonely group left on the battlefield.
Looking at the "loyal and courageous" Darkan Drasil with an evil smile, Liadrin had sweat on her forehead: "Master, if you are not sure, you can let me go."
Liadrin stood with large fonts in a posture: a hammer in her left hand, and an elven sharp blade written as a sword in her right hand. She looked like the leader of the Blood Knights in the future.
Being protected by a being who was theoretically a priest, McDonald looked a little embarrassed.
Come on, your butt is too big, blocking (sucking) my sight.
"Hehehe! The majestic Stratholme God of War actually wants to hide in a woman's skirt? It's useless. No matter how you hide, you will still kneel down under the great Lich Throne."
"Pfft!" McDonald laughed loudly: "The Lich King? Are you talking about that idiot Ner'zhul? To be honest, I wouldn't kneel to Ner'zhul even if I kneel to Terenas."
"What? You know, no, you actually dare to call the Lich King by his first name!?" Darkan was so shocked that he finally spilled the beans.
The corners of McDonald's mouth rose crazily: "That idiot Ner'zhul, when he came to Azeroth to steal things, I even gave him a 'big gift'... Hehehehe!"
While Mai smiled evilly, he gently pressed Liadrin's elastic shoulder muscles and pulled her away.
Thousands of miles away, inside that crystal clear skull, the soul of a so-called king who had been abused had finally remembered the fear of being dominated by the trident sand sculpture.
When the long-lasting memory broke through the seal and poured into Ner'zhul's mind crazily, the undead in the room suddenly felt a wave of panic coming from their 'supreme master'.
That being who controls tens of millions of undead and stands at the top of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood is actually afraid of this young man in his early 20s in front of him?
Every undead strong man wants to deny this feeling, but the spiritual energy that the Lich King inadvertently sent over because of his extreme fear was also mixed with some image fragments, which was... the trident sand sculptures took turns to attack, tormenting this
An embarrassing episode of Azu who is not yet the Lich King.
Alas! Just talking about it brings tears to my eyes.
Sexy Azu, embarrassing online!
The disadvantages of the Lich King's tree-like structure that dominates the minds of his subordinates are revealed here. If he is mentally unstable or fearful, the character of the "invincible" Lich King will collapse!
