"Despicable surface creatures!" The Flame Lord roared, holding the sky with both hands, and then chanted a series of thunder-like magic spells. The obscure spells gathered the surrounding rich fire element energy. In the mellow ending, a huge sound
A rain of meteorites fell from the sky, first piercing the dense camp of knights in the air, and then blooming fiercely among the people on the ground. With the sound of huge heavy hammers hitting the ground one after another, the ground was groaning, the air was trembling, almost
It makes people wonder if they are on a volcanic plateau in the prehistoric era; this heavy magic baptism not only included drow soldiers, but even some Ymir Tauren and fire-dwelling fishmen were also involved. Ymir Tauren has the ability to be immune to fire.
Humans could not withstand the double blow of physical and magical flames, and fell to the ground with a heavy and mournful howl. The flames of the meteorite rain did not stop, and the burning flames continued to lick their own prey, refining the oil into
The black smoke burns the body into powder.
As early as when the Flame Lord was preparing the spell, Liu Zhenshao led a group of emerald men and horses to crawl behind the slope. In front of them was the magic protective barrier built by the Drow and Moore mages desperately.
The senior officials of the fallen elves gathered here, commanding the chaotic warriors at the throat. Old Liu, who was enjoying himself at ease, kept sighing that fire magic is indeed the number one magic in the sky for mass destruction, and underground
It is worthy of being the place where the most fire elements gather. A large magic was summoned in the blink of an eye.
He sighed and smacked his lips to express his admiration. Yi Jiao had been included in the Medusa Badge of Guo Guo. And Gerien was sent to hide somewhere by Mo'er. Now Fei Leng
What Cui Renma is waiting for is just a chance to strike a final blow, allowing the respected lord to use the newly acquired fallen magic to absorb some magic power, and then kill two birds with one stone and replace himself with a powerful ring spirit.
After the Flame Lord released this powerful magic spell, he obviously spent a lot of magic power. He did not continue to release other fire magic spells, but just dug out a lot of flowing water from the ravines on the cracked ground.
The thick magma slapped on the wound on his arm.
This wave of meteorite rain covered a wide area, and the subsequent wide sea of fire virtually cut off the attack lines of Ymir Tauren and the Warcraft. In anger, Ymir Tauren returned to the Flame Lord with countless Warcraft.
, at this time, the forest guardians and river immortals on the backs of the volcanoes on both sides had already been completely wiped out by the salt frost giants and Baator demons. Seeing the opponent's army returning, nothing could be done. The elf air force in the sky immediately retreated knowingly.
Except for some seemingly mentally retarded monsters that were still eating corpses on the edge of the sea of fire and making hoarse roars at the opponents on the other side of the sea of fire, they were killed by the magician. Most of the monsters were like docile cats.
When he arrived at the side of the Flame Lord, he let out a low roar of protest bravely, licking his own and others' blood in an injured manner, nourishing the energy that kept flowing away.
From the depths of the swamp, groups of small numbers of monsters continued to pop up, replenishing the team around the Flame Lord. Many of these monsters could not even be named by the Takin Warriors. They looked ferocious, and each one seemed to be fierce.
Has good fire magic ability.
A fierce battle without any nonsense. The United Army of Fallen Elves, which originally numbered 30,000 men, suddenly lost its capital. The air force alone lost nearly 4,000 people, and nearly two eagle and oxen regiments escaped from the battle.
Nearly 800 elite knights were killed, and the entire organization was almost completely disrupted. To launch an attack in a small space, we could only rely on refueling tactics, one batch was exhausted and another batch was filled. Although they had superior troops, the elves did not have the advantage of magic.
The Air Force really couldn't bear it. Although they wiped out the Fire Flame Serpents and Salt-Winged Flying Lizards, they still paid a price of five to one. Due to the lack of air fire support, their own ground troops suffered even worse losses and were pinched in the cracks of the volcano.
, tens of thousands of people are crowded into a pile, but the opponent is a group of powerful beings who rely on fire magic. Coupled with the disadvantage of close combat, there are only more than 4,000 Ten Thousand River Immortals left. Among them
At least half of the soldiers who died were trampled to death by their own people during the retreat.
Commander Garrincha almost cried. In just one encounter, he had lost almost one-third of his men, and his morale was extremely low. The other party was at the doorstep, poking a hornet's nest with more and more enemies.
Trend, how can we continue the battle ahead?
Hard work is not impossible, but any commander who insists on fighting hard and not retreating in such a miserable situation must do so responsibly, because it is costing human life! The Flame Lord can handle it easily, but he is a supporter
It's not easy to deal with the Flame Lord who is possessed by Warcraft's thugs.
Commander Garrincha was in a dilemma.
"Despicable creatures! Even the Black Dragon of Hell and the Evil Eye Tyrant may not be willing to provoke me. What gives you the courage that does not belong to your despicable bodies? Dare to challenge me, the Flame Lord, Basturk's majestic name
?" The accent of the Flame Lord is the common language of the mainland with a strong goblin accent, but the voice is a bit too loud. This kind of super-level monster that likes to devour does not have any language talent. Like Gerien, as long as there are vocal cords, they
You can extract any language knowledge you want from the memory of the devoured living sacrifice.
"We don't mean to offend you! We just want to enter the scorched salt swamp to hunt for some monster cores!" As the commander, Night Stalker Garrincha must stand up at this time, and she lied without changing her face.
.
While stalling for time, Garrincha glanced at Mistress Youyue'er from the corner of his eye. The expeditionary army gathered drow warriors from eight main cities, each under the jurisdiction of a priest. Now that the organization has been disrupted, only the Mistress can qualify.
Decide whether to retreat first and then mobilize a larger army to hunt, or whether to concentrate the remaining troops and launch another surprise attack.
Looking at it now, if Lord Beamon hadn't intervened, there would be no chance at all. This was exactly what Garrincha meant when he winked at the mistress.
"The Scorched Salt Swamp is a forbidden land for the Raging Flames. Your words make me feel like lies! If we talk about hunting, if you don't live in the Black Continent, I would really like to go to your elves' territory to try the best.
A living sacrifice of fresh flesh and blood!" The Flame Lord smiled ferociously and stretched out his giant webbed claws, picked up a piece of bloody corpse from the back of the volcano, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it wildly, and a sound of flesh and bone was squeezed from his cave-like mouth.
The noise came out from the big mouth.
"It's just as I imagined, very delicious!" Flame Lord Basturk laughed ferociously again, spitting out a pile of white bone residue with a "poof".
"No, no, no, we are still allowed to provoke the evil eye and the black dragon!" Prince Benitez said viciously to Mistress Youyue'er.
Mistress You Yue'er gritted her teeth, looked back at Liu Zhancheng, who was prostrate behind the slope, and said: "My respected Lord Richard, with our current strength, if we continue to lose it, even if we successfully hunt down the Flame Lord, then
Hunting the Six-Winged Balrog will definitely not be completed. It will take at least nearly a month to coordinate and prepare to mobilize more troops, which will delay your return to the surface. You see..."
"Bird Wing Ballista... Heart of Blood Feather... Ancient War Tree... Vine Tree House..." Liu Zhenshaan clapped his fingers and muttered to himself.
"I will give you ten Hearts of Blood Feathers! I can also make full decisions on the four bird-winged crossbows here. If I can snatch them back, they will all belong to you!" You Yue'er said in a deep voice: "
The main force of the attack is still us elves. What I need are powerful warriors to help me support the first line of attacks. Our magicians have not been lost yet, and our echelon still exists. As long as the formation is complete, your two
The great demon pet is standing by..."
"You should have said it earlier." Liu Zhanchen stood up abruptly and patted the soil on his knees vigorously.
The Feilengcui warriors who had long been unable to hold back all stood up. This time, in addition to the direct lineage, the two hundred strongest takin warriors also participated in this event under the leadership of Duncan to protect the four sacrificial warriors.
During the demon hunting operation, the ancient crown of thorns heavy armor made by the Typhon giant that was just issued two days ago stirred up every warlike heart.
After heavy scythe equipment and silver pedestal armor gradually faded out of the war stage in the Emerald Land, the Crown of Thorns armor made of cold-mixed steel from the center of the earth became the third generation standard armor of the Emerald City. This armor was developed 10,000 years ago
The goblin heavy armor numbered n03, the production blueprints should only be passed down orally by the Typhon blacksmith. Ten thousand years ago, this kind of heavy armor was only available in price but not in stock, such as Mithril Armor and Haagen-Dazs.
Adamantite armor ranked before it, and the raw material for making this heavy armor at that time was Misori bronze.
Due to the technical difficulty in making the Crown of Thorns Armor. Only the best blacksmiths had the courage to make this kind of armor. After the goblin merchants left the underground, this kind of armor became a work that every Typhon giant must complete in his coming-of-age ceremony.
The armor design of this ancient brand is a composite stack type. The armor pieces will be stacked automatically when worn by various body types. It can also be manually disassembled and packaged to accommodate body types below the adult Typhon Titan. Unfortunately, the Typhon Titan prevents quenching and annealing.
, I have never worn it myself. The takin warriors maintain the ancient tradition of the Behemoth warriors and do not like to wear armor to fight. So this kind of high-grade armor is like oriental porcelain. It is obviously a household item for eating, but in the end it becomes a collection.
The antiques in the secret room have not only been forgotten by others, but even the owner himself has completely forgotten their original purpose.
After the lord proposed the weapons and armor production schedule, the Typhon giant finally remembered by chance that there were about 400 coming-of-age rites accumulated over the years in his storage room. This good news almost shocked the boss lady who was in charge of supervising the production of weapons.
Ruorna fainted from excitement.
The design of the Crown of Thorns armor is very unique. Each joint and vital part of it is inlaid with a cluster of half-inch sharp cones surrounded by a twelve-inch three-sided thorn. It looks like a steel hedgehog.
A weapon with a unique stab-guard design on the joints that not only defeats enemies but also subtly enhances mobility. The secondary weapons are a swallow-shaped arm shield and two armor-piercing war hammers. The helmet is a sealed Gemini crown, which may be a bit taboo in other places.
, in Feilengcui, this is called personality.
This heavy-duty full-body battle armor designed by the goblin great sage Gabrin was also greatly modified by the Typhon giants, especially the breastplate, which was heavily reinforced and equipped with grinding magnets. Once in close combat,
, it will cause a certain magnetic pull to the opponent's weapons, including arm shields. The most cruel thing is that the Typhon blacksmith got inspiration from the characteristics of the underground sun that can repel gravity, and used built-in welding to weld it inside the armor.
An appropriate amount of stone ground from the underground sun was poured into the ground into stone powder, so that without the support of the wind magic circle, the weight of the heavy armor was reduced by 70%, thus allowing the Typhon blacksmith to increase the thickness of the armor.
to improve protection capabilities.
In Ruorna's words, this ancient armor without magic imprint does not rely on rare and precious raw materials. It only relies on the blacksmith's craftsmanship and exquisite design concepts to win over all magic armors and rare metal armors.
A hard slap.
"I've already seen them displeased." Corina laughed loudly and said the battlefield sayings common to all Emerald warriors.
"Dai Si and Nana, you two, don't just focus on filming the live action. Don't forget to sneak attack on this flame lord at any time. Click this guy down and I will deal with him! Ning Yu, you come and prepare the illusion. Transform into a large number of air cavalry to harass
, I don’t need to tell you what the rest of the people should do, right?” Liu Zhenzhen took Duncan’s metal totem pole and weighed it in his hand. He didn’t need any armor. He had the fire-repelling beads. Old Liu
Although I won't look down upon the fire-type super-level monsters, I won't think too highly of them either.
"I know!" A row of people roared in unison.
Guoguo dragged the big bag and looked up at Old Liu stupidly. Liu shook his head and smiled. He took out a few sacrificial scrolls from the bag and inserted them into his waistband.
"We fairy dragons must let our opponents know our identity, otherwise we won't bother to use the elemental counterattack without the opponent knowing!" Daisy said proudly and disdainfully. Seeing Old Liu's face distorted, Daisy
Si held the crystal ball and faced him.
Seeing the crystal ball facing him, Lao Liu immediately put on the stern face of Wang Chengcai who was "shooting at me" and said in a very artificial way: "As you said. I think so too."
"We shoot, you fight." Nana said with a sweet smile, "Both of us will not participate. If our hands shake, the painting will be very unclear. This kind of big scene is rare, so it would be a shame not to come down."
"Be a hero." Daisy patted Lao Liu on the shoulder sincerely.
"Just watch it, boss lady." O'Neal chewed the butt of the cigar in his mouth, with a cold face like an ancient frozen corpse dug out of the ice sheet. Bellamy beside him released codes one by one from the space ring.
They put a large iron box with animal patterns together and called Ao Pang three times to come over and put on the armor. Ao Pang continued to pose and look cool, so Bellamy took a flying kick.
Vieri, Ferro, and Nedved looked at these Crown of Thorns armor, and their eyes turned green. During the time they came back, everyone was watching the live broadcast of Divi, and no one told them about this good thing.
"Mother, Your Highness, please organize your team. The sea of fire is about to be extinguished. The mages are also preparing to form barriers. Don't just think about retreating without even thinking about interception." Liu Zhencheng faded away from his body.
The sacrificial robes gave orders to the two high-ranking fallen elves as if they were lecturing little bullshit.
Garrincha was talking nonsense with the Flame Lord. When he saw the approval gestures from the two senior officials, he immediately sent out the messengers around him to gather the officers among the surrounding remnants and arrange them according to their rank.
Order was restored in good formation down the slope, and the priests were running around on white tigers, spreading healing spells to the injured warriors.
Mistress Youyue'er looked at Xiao Cui and the handsome cat Guan Haifa beside Ningyu, opened her mouth to say something, but swallowed her words again.
"Despicable creatures! It seems that the lessons you have learned are not enough to let you know what regret and arrogance are!" The flame monarch's laughter was still huge and arrogant. His eyes were not blind, and he stood up from behind the slope.
He was also watching a row of warriors wearing heavy armor. Feigao and the Mammoth warriors were definitely the tallest men in the world, and none of them looked like vegetarians.
Countless war song auras lit up on the group of warriors, which made the Flame Lord's expression become more solemn. He casually threw out a high-level magic, and several shield enchantments and interception magic allowed him to see the magic of five opponents.
strength.
The Flame Lord did not summon higher-level large-scale magic, but seemed to be in deep thought. His voice was too loud, and the sound of swallowing caused by his mental activities was so loud.
"What's the idea of this idiot hitting the ground? I seem to feel the smell of conspiracy." Old Liu Yao looked at this huge opponent and frowned slightly. If the opponent chanted a super magic spell now, Liu Zhenshao would be shocked.
There would be absolutely nothing to worry about anymore, but the Flame Lord didn't do that.
"Eagle Feather~Eagle Feather~" the little parrot chirped.
"It's a conspiracy! It's not an eagle feather." Goode knocked the little thing on the head, and Guoguo giggled, jumped on the back of the foul-mouthed parrot, and flew away without a trace.
The elf officers shouted orders one after another, and Lao Liu could not allow himself to think any more. He pointed his fingers at several sacrificial mages and called on the militiamen to put on their armor and prepare to fight.
Several sacrificial mages holding the Blood Feather Heart nodded proudly towards the boss. Expressing their confidence, Helen's Basilosaurus even habitually applied a layer of stone skin to the boss.
"Boss..." Duncan, the takin warrior, quietly pulled Lao Liu's arm as he walked, and asked timidly: "You took away my totem pole, what should I use to fight?"
"Nuo, take this." Old Liu clamped the metal totem pole in his armpit, took out a dagger and slapped it on the strong abdominal muscles of the takin warrior. The armor there did not have thorn bushes. It was suitable for starting.
Duncan first looked at the dagger, which was no longer as long as his own hand. Then he looked at the boss's back, and sadly pulled out the two armor-piercing hammers embedded in the leg armor of the Crown of Thorns armor.
"Who are you? I have sensed the existence of a powerful aura for a long time. Why are you a group of despicable creatures?" As the sea of fire suddenly extinguished, the Flame Lord cast his eyes on Liu Zhenshao, who was striding like a meteor. This stone man looked like a stone man.
You can tell at a glance that this guy is the leader. Even if the Flame Lord is not proud of him, he has to admit that the barb-covered enemies in front of him are not simple. Their aura is so powerful and oppressive, and their body shape is so impressive.
They possess power by dividing them. The thickness of their armor is enough to block the baptism of ordinary magic.
"I'm your father!" Liu Zhancheng looked at this big guy who was at least seven or eight times taller than himself, and laughed wildly: "Good boy, I'll give you some salt, but I'm not going to add it to you."
Salt frost, but arsenic!”
When the Flame Lord heard this, he was not furious like thunder. He just slightly pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled. A huge guy covered in bayberry sores and blisters would naturally not be too handsome when he smiled.
Flame Lord Basturk may have realized this himself. So he pinched a corpse from the back of the volcano, threw it into his big mouth and started chewing it.
His two extra-long sharp teeth were dripping with blood, boiling blood.
Sometimes, calmness and magnanimity on the battlefield represent a gesture, reflecting the feeling of being confident of victory, rather than self-cultivation.
A group of fiery red meteor showers streaked across the distant sky behind the slope, turning from blurry to clear, heading straight for the battlefield here.
Liu Zhancheng seemed to have noticed something, and slowly turned around to take a look. Not only him, but everyone was shocked and felt that a powerful and dangerous existence was approaching them, and subconsciously turned their heads and looked back.
In the dim sky, a fiery red meteor dragged a long and narrow brilliant comet tail, throwing away the meteorites behind it. It gradually changed from fast to slow, and then drew an "8" arc in the dark sky, circling.
After flying, a lightning-fast dive flew over the battlefield. A huge red wing shadow with a roaring "swish" sound of flames swept out an overwhelming hurricane and plowed across the ground.
Dissipating unabashed publicity and strength into the depths of every life, stimulating everyone's self-defense instinct.
The empty soil on the ground spread like a veil of dust and smoke rolled away, and the golden crows on the underground sun made a panicked noise, shrill and desolate, even the golden light dimmed, and the huge fire shadow once again turned back and passed over the battlefield.
, the strong wind that flew by pushed back the dust and smoke on the ground, and one after another powerful and surging elemental power shook and shook the dark world. Whether it was elves or Beamon, facing this
When they feel the power, if there is any emotion in their hearts, it is just two words: insignificance. Their own insignificance makes them can only look up at these powerful existences in the sky.
"Wow~~" There was an uproar.
The huge Hokage flew by relatively slowly this time. Wrapped in the surging flame elements, six fire wings and a figure as thick as a mountain could be vaguely seen inside!
Six-winged Balrog!
This is the whipper from the abyss of hell! The terminal existence of the fire monster!