Titan Dawn

In Dalaran, Hu Feng and his unclear little aunt strolled on the lilac street.

"It's a good day, how about it, is there any difficulty for this official ambassador?"

Wen Leisha shrugged, took out a dozen silver coins and handed them to a dumb looking treeman on the roadside, then took away a few big red apples from the basket on the ground.

"Thank you, the apple tree ... There is no difficulty. I am an ambassador, but I am going to die. I usually do nothing. I want to apply for transfer to the Empire!"

Hu Feng shook his head with a smile, "Follow it for a while, it's always your first task alone, and you can't be a bullshit. By the way, it's been a while in Dalaran. Do you like any guys? , Haha. "

Wen Leisha sipped her lips when she heard her words and snorted.

"Have you pressed on it, and now even the rats in the sewer of Dalaran know that our venerated Lord God is going to pack and take away the three sisters of Windrunner, so who dare to make my idea ... right? , My deity respects you. "

Hu Feng immediately smiled awkwardly, but didn't answer.

"So I want to understand now, I won't be able to run away sooner or later, so ... it depends on when Lord God will make a move."

Wen Leisha glanced at Hu Feng next to her, and then bite the red apple in the Solacha Basin severely.

"Hey, why wait for me to start, hasn't it already been done before, although it was an accident ..." (Lao Hu thought again and again, decided to admit the plot sent by the group!)

Wen Leisha's face flushed immediately, and she stretched out her left hand to stab Hu Feng fiercely.

"You are going to die! Also mention that!"

Hu Feng and Auntie Gossip are in love with each other, while the Icecrown Fortress next door is in full swing.

At the bottom of the fortress, the sturdy Lord Malogar finally fell apart.

This undead lord caused a lot of damage to the coalition, especially his disgusting skill called White Bone Storm. Lord Malogar wielded the bone axe in his hand, and began to spin at a high speed, like a gyro flooding the hall. A strong ice-cold death flame left behind wherever he passed.

Or the **** of his single skill bones, specifically to select the elite soldiers or mages in the coalition.

A sharp spike of white bone broke through the ground beneath the target's feet, and a posture to put people into lamb skewers.

The fast-reacting warrior knight can quickly put the shield under the crotch. The mage can also put a brand new mana shield on him, and even if it is spiked, it will fly up and then fall back to the ground.

As for unresponsiveness. . . Well, it was directly pierced by the bones and became a string of human meat.

The coalition was furious, so it took a lot of effort to pull in a row of large-caliber mobile artillery, and a long burst of artillery fire covered the Lord Maroogal around the hall.

As the saying goes, no matter how high the effort is, you are afraid of kitchen knives. When you encounter such unreasonable explosive currents of the coalition forces, no matter how powerful you are, it is always a carbon-based life body. . . Well, a lot of bones left by carbon-based living things.

In the beginning, Lord Malogar could wield a bone axe and emit a cold flame of death to resist the overwhelming high-explosive shells. But soon, Malogar was bombarded again and again.

Almost all of these enchanted artillery shells have the effect of suppressing mana, and Azeroth's weird black technology is revealed.

The bone fragments and white powder fell in the wind. After draining the energy, Lord Malogar's hard bone body came into close contact with the strong powder.

"Is it okay to do this early ..." Princess Carlia whispered.

"We don't know that this monster can fight so well, and it is troublesome to pull in these cannons." Tirion shook his head with a smile on his face.

The Duke of Berwal strode over, and he had just ordered the troops to move on to support the upper level to fight the Lady of the Whisperer.

"Come on, the two of you are standing and talking without back pain, I'm the one who carried the monster from end to end and was beaten."

Upstairs at the bottom of the fortress, Ms. Dead Whisper screamed screamingly, and found that her strong mana shield was about to be broken.

"You fragile flesh and blood mortals, die under the wrath of the Lich King!"

Talking about this, the female Lich began to release a large range of lethal and deadly spells, such as Death and Decay.

Jaina's eyes were also swift and swift, and she immediately waved her staff, condensing a large area of ​​thick ice on the ground, and isolated the corrosion caused by death and decay on the ground.

This is all about spell spelling. The Death Whisperer must urge the spell to maintain death and decay to erode the ice layer, and Jaina must continue to output mana to thicken and repair the ice layer.

The masters of the Dalaran Masters did not hesitate, immediately increased the output, and were ready to bring down the dead whisperer who had entered the beheading stage.

There was a commotion below, and as soon as the main force of the Northern Expeditionary Forces, who had eliminated Lord Malogar, appeared at the entrance of the hall.

"Stop and stop, that's death wither! Archers, musketeers, all in place, long-range strike!"

The Duke of Berwar immediately stopped the coalition from proceeding, and then ordered the long-range army to support the Mage Dalaran.

The mana shields around Lady Whisper's body began to flash more and more, crumbling and about to break.

The Lich's mana reserve is truly extraordinary. If it wasn't for an uninterrupted attack by the formed army, I'm afraid I won't be able to hit the mana shield of the Perisher in a lifetime.

The professional knife-killer girl is standing quietly in the corner of the hall, waiting for her own shot after the shield is broken.

The promoted believers of Her Majesty the Whisperer have been killed by the Demon Sword Girl long ago. The believers who have become undead are absorbed by the Sword of the Soul in the Girl's Hand and transformed into a supplement to strengthen themselves.

Finally, the demon sword waited for an opportunity.

The gray-blue mana shield of the Deathspeaker flashed a few times, then disappeared, and the fragile body of the Lich was directly exposed.

As a genius elite master, Jaina's simple devotion is not a problem for her.

"It's now!"

While holding the staff to continue to output the mana whispering death withered decay, while waving his left hand, a road of ice condensed in front of the demon sword girl, and then quickly extended from mid-air to the back of Ms. Dead Whisperer.

As a result, the girl with the most brutal single injury in the entire coalition immediately embarked on the road of ice and ran towards the big Lich.

"Oh, that Lich is dead ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Unless her rotten bone is harder than this fortress ... Ah ... it doesn't seem ..."

Burval watched the Death Whisper approaching Dead Whisperer quickly, commenting in real time.

The thick scarlet demon gas cloud surging and surging, accompanied by the demon sword girl all the way forward, like a horizontal tornado.

"Soul cut ..."

The girl leaped violently at the end of the ice road, and the two-meter-long demon sword was directly chopped on the white bone of the lady's waist.

Although she felt no pain as a Lich, the Lady Whisperer soon saw her lower body bones and rune chains scattered all over the place. Immediately after that, her upper body was again used as a kick point by the girl, her legs kicked hard, and she jumped back to the ice road.

"Uh ... why is this violent little girl so keen to cut it off? How many times is this?"

The Duke of Berwar looked at Tirion next to him, who shook his head helplessly as well.

"If you remember correctly, this is the third time."

Queen Caria pouted her lips. "As the Lord's Dawn Knight, I have an opinion ... why don't we have such a killing skill for the Dawn Knight."

"You can be content. Your dawn sentence is not bad. Until now, only you can do it alone."

Burval looked back at Carlia, your expression too greedy.

At this point, the fighting at the bottom of the fortress is all over, and the road to the central area is unobstructed. The Northern Expeditionary Army can go forward to meet the mid-level fierce alliance tribal army and have a pinch.

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