When you are inferior to your opponent in terms of strength and numbers, it is rare that you will be able to make a comeback against the odds.
The reason why something like defeating more with less and making a comeback against the odds has become a legend lies in its rarity and extremely high difficulty.
A group of Modera's subordinates, led by Aesas Sunreaver, soon
Defeated steadily.
The human female mage and even her mage robe were blown away. The mage's robe had a powerful defensive enchantment and was scrapped while resisting a powerful evocation spell attack by Levia Lawrence.
Revealing her well-fitting underwear, she looks like she has a good figure, at least much better than her ordinary face.
Tonatiu knew that he could not delay any longer, as sisters Gina and Anna might be in danger if he continued.
In fact, the battle could remain stalemate for such a long time. With Tonatiu's eyesight, he could tell that the opponent mainly wanted to capture him alive.
Otherwise, under the full attack of a powerful mage who almost became a legend, the remaining three mages would not be able to be protected by Aethas Sunreaper.
The elves themselves may not be able to protect themselves.
"You stay here. I don't want to embarrass you." He said softly to Stellagosa, holding the Realm Breaker in his other hand and wanting to end it.
"Wait a minute." Unexpectedly, Little Xingxing poked him with the branch again, her pretty and delicate nose wrinkled.
"Another mage has come from afar. He smells like a human being. But it's a bit different. This feeling is very similar to our protective power, but the aura is much weaker!"
The little blue dragon's voice just fell.
In the distant sky, a tiny black spot appeared.
This black spot is coming in an instant.
The speed was astonishing, and Tonatiu's excellent eyesight allowed him to see that it was a small flying disk emitting blue light with a tall woman standing on it.
The Troll King's pupils shrank, and a joy rose from his heart.
Because the person who came was none other than his lover, Modera, who was standing on the flying saucer-like mount in the form of a Titan vrykul.
"What a powerful mage!" Little Xingxing's delicate and beautiful blue eyes condensed, and she lost her voice: "She, she, she, she is a vrykul? But the aura is more powerful, much like the protective power of a dragon."
Tonatiu said nothing.
His eyes were always on her belly, but the huge Modera's belly was very flat, and it didn't look like she was pregnant and about to give birth.
Tonatiu didn't know why.
He speculated that it might be because Titan humans were pregnant and had children, which was different from trolls or ordinary humans.
But the huge Titan mage in front of him is indeed Modera. With this kind of close relationship and soul blending, even if Sargeras comes, he can't deceive Tonatiu.
With some doubts in his heart, he put the Destroyer of Nations back to his side. The old god squatted on the ground, and his expression suddenly became relaxed.
With the arrival of the huge Titan mage, Levia Lawrence and the human cavalry instantly became nervous.
Levia Lawrence even stopped chanting spells to attack Aethas Sunreaper. The huge orb that had already formed in her hand was destroyed by her before it even took shape.
"Levia! Who gave you the courage? How dare you attack my followers?!" Modera had a pretty and cold face, and her voice was not loud, but it was unusually clear.
"Ha~ the real master has finally appeared." Levia Lawrence sneered and said. "Look, isn't this Dalaran's famous shame of humanity, teacher of monsters, and mother of barbarians, Ms. Modera?!
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"Are you here to have fun? Or are you here to avenge these murlocs who hurt the poor humans? Why, is the magistrate of Dalaran on the side of the monsters?!"
"We didn't do it! We didn't do anything, it was the humans on horseback! They killed those humans themselves!"
He had already come out of the refrigerator, and the murloc mage who had been helping to fight for a while shouted loudly.
Modera, whose eyes were shining with divine light, glanced at the corpses of the miners on the ground and sneered:
"Ha~ when did these poor fishmen actually have knight spears made of stainless steel? Their mouths can lie, but those wounds cannot!"
Levia Lawrence's arrogant momentum stopped, and she glared angrily at the knights who had just taken action.
Obviously, the wounds caused by the knights' stainless steel spears and stainless steel swords were very different from the wounds caused by the bones and fish bones of the fishmen.
"It doesn't matter. Modera."
Levia Lawrence turned cold and looked at Modera with eyes full of shame, jealousy and resentment.
"None of this matters anymore."
"call……"
The female mage took a long breath.
"We entered Dalaran at about the same time. Among the batch of apprentices at the same time, you and I were the best!"
"But why are we, who are equally excellent, able to be chosen by Master Antonidas to become his student, while I can only be an ordinary Dalaran mage."
"You don't need to worry about anything. Just stay in the mage tower, and the master will answer all your questions and provide you with all the magic experiment materials you need!"
"and I?"
"I have to work for the masters in order to obtain arcane secrets from them! It takes a lot of money and time to gain the favor of the mentors."
"I have to work a hundred times harder than you! In order to not lag behind you on the path of arcane magic!"
"I am always thinking."
"How am I inferior to you?"
"My talent is no worse than yours, and I'm even smarter than you! My looks are no worse than yours, there's nothing worse about me than you!"
"My background is a thousand times better than yours! I am a noble, I am a noble! My father is the Earl of the Kingdom of Alterac!"
"I am the countess!"
"You?! You are just a farmer's daughter, your parents are already dead!! Without Dalaran, you can only stay in the farmland and farm!!"
"Why can a farmer's daughter be so powerful on the Countess's head?"
"Why?!!"
"Modra! Today is the day when your reputation will be ruined! A farmer's daughter is a farmer's daughter after all, and she can never surpass the nobles!"
"Only those with glorious bloodline can stand at the top of glory!"
"..."
After Levia Lawrence spoke, her emotions were completely out of control and she looked like a madman.
"Death! Farmer's daughter!"
Levia Lawrence, who was out of control emotionally, exploded with all the magic power in her body, condensing into a black flame, which rushed straight towards Modera.
"Shadow Flame!" Little Xingxing couldn't help shouting when she saw the black flame...
Tonatiu saw Modera's pretty face frown, this black flame was obviously a bit troublesome.
The space nearby has been anchored, and space spells cannot be used temporarily, unless the barrier of the space anchor can be broken, or a space spell with a higher level than this spell can be cast.
Modera did not panic. Atiesh, who looked a bit petite for her current size, was waved gently in her hand.
Surrounded by magical spheres, arcane energy is active.
The purple-blue sphere enveloped her, just enough to block Levia Lawrence's full blow.
"Let you truly organize yourself. Levia, you are no longer my opponent. Considering that you have studied with me, I will spare your life today."
After blocking Levia Lawrence's attack, Modera said lightly.
She didn't know that her appearance made the noble lady below even more angry and angry.
"Ha~ you are just a farmer's daughter! Don't do it in front of me..." Levia Lawrence was so angry that her whole body was shaking, and she could hardly hold the staff steadily.
"Stay back. Levia, although the shameful behavior of human beings is unbearable, what she said is right. You are really no match for her now."
At some point, two humans sitting on a flying carpet floated over.
One of the bald male mage said coldly that Levia Lawrence did not dare to refute.
"Darkas Lornin!" Modera turned to him, looking at the former Master of Dalaran, who was knocked off the Master's Throne by the power of her lover.
"Modra Loken, ha~ now you call yourself Modra Aztec! A human actually has the surname of a troll! Dalaran didn't expel you just because your mentor held the power
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Dacas Luoning, who had cut his head bald at some point, the smile on his face gradually turned cold.
"I already have help."
"Dear Lord Victor Nefarios, the next step is up to you."
Dakars Luoning was extremely respectful and whispered to the human with a burning head next to him.
