The powerful spiritual power turned into a beam of light, crossing the void and shooting directly into the spiritual sea of every strong undead man.
Each archlich felt as if he had been hit hard on the brain by a giant hammer, and felt dizzy for a while. Several of them were caught by their opponents and hit them hard, destroying their shields or something.
On the other hand, the great lichs were surprised to find that their mental power had recovered rapidly.
This scene is like the high elves infinitely absorbing the magic power of the sun well to replenish mana.
No!
Not only that, but in the spirit of the Sun King, a large mysterious rune string was separated. All the great lichs, including Antonidas, suddenly became energetic - this is the magic code of the Sun Well!
Yes, after all, whether it is the Sunwell water or what is called Azerite in later generations, these are all the energy flowing out of the planet Azeroth. What the sand sculpture players blow up is just the Sunwell water accumulated in the pool, and
It was the secondary pool that exploded.
This is like forcibly blowing up the crater of a volcano in an attempt to seal the volcano. The collapse of the lava outlet on the surface does not mean that all the lava can really be cooled.
The magic rune array hidden tens of meters below the bottom of the pool was not really damaged.
As the master, the Sun King can of course redistribute the password of the magic circle so that the archliches can enjoy the infinite magic power brought by the magic power of the Sun Well.
Of course, the transmission of magic power still depends on the bottom of the well - how much power emerges from the depths of the earth.
At this moment, these terrifying undead wizards truly entered [Infinite Firepower Mode].
Difficult!
The situation suddenly turned around!
Various unscientific [Pyroblast Techniques] were thrown at the faces of the Alliance Archmages in an extremely exaggerated manner. Khadgar and others had to give up fighting and resort to free fighting. The guys who repeatedly used [Flash] became them.
Already.
Not only that, but the elite undead creatures that were not killed by the explosion received the Lich King's call and began to move towards the ruins of the Sunwell.
Faced with this situation, McDonald calmly spit out a name that even the dead would be afraid of.
"Trident!"
"Boss! Got it!" A series of strange and incoherent screams sounded in the sky.
What is a hunk from heaven?
That’s it!
Perhaps this so-called mercenary army cannot compare to Macdonald's bodyguard knights in terms of combat power alone. In terms of fighting will, even 100 knights cannot compare to these infinitely resurrected fools.
They are unreliable at ordinary times, but at critical moments, these guys are stronger than any alliance army.
"Look at my chef's corpse-breaking technique -" [Life and death are always with me like the wind] roared, and stabbed eighteen times with the long sword in his hand. He didn't cut the hated flesh with one sword, but cut it in one breath.
36 sutures were used.
As a monster made of minced flesh sewn together with dark magic, this is the most deadly thing.
Such a big abomination turned into a pile of non-threatening scraps of meat.
Even if it doesn't really 'die', it is completely incapable of hurting people and is waiting for its final fate to be dealt with by some fire-breathing soldier who sweeps the floor.
The sand sculpture players who fell from the sky, on the ruins of Sun Chaser Island, numbered three thousand, blocking the impact of ten times the undead elites.
The collapse of the defense line is only a matter of time.
In the distance, the elite undead who survived the explosion had come to their senses, and under the control of the Lich King's spirit, they rushed towards them like crazy.
On both the east and south sides of Zhuri Island, a large number of undead elite soldiers can be seen descending into the water like dumplings, crossing the river from the bottom, and killing towards the island.
Even if the Sunwell was blown up and hundreds of thousands of Lao Taizi's most elite undead were killed, there would still be more than five million undead around.
With just a few people like McDonald, can they kill them all?
The answer is of course no!
"Ten minutes!" McDonald shouted sharply, and the strong men in the alliance suddenly woke up.
This is the dead line.
When more death knights come, more gargoyles will be summoned.
Once they lose control of the air, the gryphon cannot save them.
Once the time is up, you must evacuate immediately regardless of the outcome, otherwise you will be serving food to the Scourge.
The essence of this offensive is to weaken and... assassinate!
McDonald grinned at Darkan: "Well, I think Terenas will also be happy to see me kill you."
"Just you?" Even after death, Long Ears' habitual sense of arrogance and superiority still filled Darkan's heart. From 60 yards away, Darkan raised his head and was struck by a [Blizzard].
A dark thundercloud the size of a basketball court appeared above McDonald's head out of thin air.
But before the ice in the dark cloud stabbed down like a sharp blade, McDonald was shot out like an arrow from a string.
"Take care of yourself." This was McDonald's message to Liadrin.
"Oh!?" Liadrin didn't have time to stop her. She stamped her foot and gave McDonald a [Power Word* Shield].
This almost completely transparent sacred shield can help McDonald resist half of Darkan's [Blizzard] damage.
No more can be done.
The majestic figure in the female pastor's field of vision seemed to have transformed into an icebreaker.
This is [God of War Charge] without confusion!
Overflowing with arrogance!
How unreasonable!
Even the icy cold wind and the biting ice edges that can freeze the blood can't stop McDonald's dash!
So what if a hundred kilograms of frost hangs on my body?
In the duration of my skill, there is no word [slow down].
Hit 30 yards?
very good!
"Ah da--eat my kick!"
Saw a kick!
I have never seen such an outrageous kick!
When he saw McDonald taking a flying kick from thirty yards away, Darkan had not yet reacted.
That's ridiculous.
Grandstanding like a clown?
"Do you think you can kick me from such a distance?" There is no need to use the vocal cords to pronounce this sentence. Darkan uttered this sentence with his soul.
McDonald put on a side-kick posture similar to that of Bruce Lee, and he also smiled: "Don't think you think it, as long as I think...that's enough!"
Darkan was about to retort, but suddenly his eyes almost popped out of his head in fear.
Without warning, a ball of earth element passed through his magic shield and condensed into a translucent illusory foot less than ten centimeters in front of his face.
In the next moment, this big foot, which was at least fifty yards in size, kicked Darkan's chin.
The undead basically do not take physical attacks, but this is a standard elemental attack.
From body to soul, he clearly felt the outrageous pain this kick caused him.
The incantation used to maintain the [Blizzard] magic that came to mind was kicked away by it.
Even though his mind went blank, the out-of-control frost elements immediately began to backfire, pouring into Darkan's body and chilling his soul.
The outrageous thing is yet to come, this kick is actually a combo.
McDonald shouted "Ah da ah da" twice, and the big elemental foot changed from kicking up to kicking down. With one foot, Darkan, who was flying out of control, was stepped on the ground. The dirty front soles of his feet were still pressing down hard.
Go down.
Friction! Friction!
It’s the devil’s pace!
Darkan found that his facial features began to shift.
