Chapter 475: Fierce battle on the top of the tower

"Devil, an annoying breath." Tyri wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction, but she didn't take Makzal seriously at all.

"Sir, this is our goal?" Compared to the little princess's indifferentness, Salin tightened his swords with a serious face.

The tall Erida demon exudes an aura that is no worse than Night Night, which means... another hero! And his intelligence is intact.

The lords at the top of the Burning Legion had the worst strength of the hero level. Although Xie Feng was helpless, he was somewhat mentally prepared.

"Karazan is a special portal that connects the twisted void and the Azeroth world, and is a lighthouse that shines on the sky in another world."

"It's not surprising that the Burning Legion found this place. Our goal is to stop their infiltration and get something by the way..."

Although everyone knows that he will not be selfless enough to put down the big things and run here to fight for Azeroth. But sometimes, it still needs some excuses, right? At least after hearing his high-sounding words, the morale of the blood elves rose according to the momentum. It seems that this is the difference between saving the world and robbing?

The blood elves team was nervous and landed carefully on the top floor, ready to fight, but Prince Makzar did not take them seriously at all.

In fact, he does have this strength: "Hahahaha, a tiny creature, do you want to taste the pain of death? I think I will fulfill you!"

The tall body slowly walked over from the opposite side, and the oppressive momentum formed did feel like it was domineering!

However, Makzar is strong, and if he is suffocated, he is Galaxus's strength, and he is even worse. Xie Feng has no pressure at all:

"Actually, I have always wanted to know whose son you, who calls yourself Prince Ereda, is Kiljadan, Archmond or Viron?"

The obvious sarcasm and provocation did not make Makzar care. Will people get angry at the ants' ridicule? That's what he thought at this time.

Walking to the midfield, the Demon Lord stopped steadily, with a look of arrogance: "Don't you think you're talking too much? A tiny elf!"

He glanced at everyone, but found that he had not found a strong man of the same level, and suddenly lost his last trace of interest. In Xie Feng's astonished gaze, he waved his hand freely and easily: "Ants, you are not even qualified to bear my anger... First of all, accept my test!"

"Who is calling... Oh, my master, the humble Trestan pays tribute to you, and it is a privilege to be able to respond to your call~"

Sartre, whose head is long and her red anti-jointed body is full of fire, jumps out of the portal, and crawls respectfully at Makzal's feet with his face.

"Trestan?Trestan* Evil Hoof?" Xie Feng was stunned. Isn't this guy staying in the basement of the Karazan Library?

In amazement, a pair of demon masters and servants had already communicated, or Makzar issued an order, and Sartre's evil eyes swept over here:

"Ah...you're here at the right time. I have a good idea to perform a sacrifice ceremony on the spot. How about it?"

"I'm so arrogant!" Xie Feng sneered. A ninth-level waste dared to clamor here, thinking that he was Prince Sartre? "Serin, destroy him!"

"Yes, sir!" With a firm and decisive shout, the blood elf warrior shook his sword and flew out and faced Sartre.

As the number one general under his command, not only his military capabilities, Serling's own strength should not be underestimated!

You should know that to a certain extent, Xie Feng almost started his business with such a right-hand man. If Selin hadn’t risked his life to fight to the death, the Lich would have been able to wipe out the blood elves in the Battle of Ghosts, and the ending of the Battle of Takulin would have been rewritten. Moreover, Selin himself was also of outstanding qualifications, and he had been staying behind to train new recruits for a long time, and had enough time to improve his cultivation, and his strength was increasing day by day.

Moreover, Trestan is just a side dish. If he has to take action or rush forward in the face, how can he face the stronger Mark Zal?

Others also knew Salin's strength, so they were not worried and watched the battle. Makzar also had no expression. He didn't care about such small fuss at all. At least so far, he didn't think Xie Feng and others could threaten him, but just regarded it as an amateur activity.

"Come out, my pet, there are fresh and delicious food again!"

Trestan laughed strangely, stretched out his hands, summoned a portal, blocking Salin's attack route. As the void was completely opened, short, ugly little ghosts stood against the dark green abyss flames and kept coming out from inside, chirping non-stop.

The leader, a fiery red leader who was obviously thicker than other little ghosts, was directly in front of Salin.

"Hehehe~ The temperature of hell is coming!" Kirik, the leader of the little ghost, screamed strangely, and waved his hand to make a flame mark.

It is impossible to avoid it. In fact, most of this subsidized magic cannot avoid or disperse it. There is no other way except to resist.

The moment the Flame Mark took action, Salin immediately realized this, ignored the arrival of the magic, and quickly rushed to Kirick again, crossed the swords and swung across. The demonic ghost caught off guard was broken into four pieces on the spot, and fell to the ground with a strange smile.

But at the same time, fireballs released by dozens of little ghosts around also appeared, covering Salin in the middle, and there was no way to avoid it...

A local fireball came, and Salin didn't take him seriously at all. The fury that was scattered was enough to make him ignore this level of magic attack.

But what surprised everyone was that the fireball emitted by an ordinary sixth-level ghost actually took a step back from a ninth-level warrior!

"It's the flame mark!" Sailin immediately realized that something was wrong. He could still resist a fireball, but there were dozens of them around...

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom~~There were repeated explosions one after another, and Salin was submerged in the sea of ​​fire only when he had time to raise his swords.

"Your blood has soaked my magic circle, which will make the master happier!" Trestan screamed strangely and pointed his hand at Kirick's body.

The little devil torn by Salin began to reunite under the influence of inexplicable power. By the time Trestan stopped, he was resurrected again!

At the same time, the last fireball also exploded. When the sparks dissipated, Salin's slightly embarrassed figure also appeared in front of everyone.

After all, I was caught off guard. Although I finally reacted, I finished a step... but it was not as weak as it could be vulnerable.

There were only a few burns on his body, and he couldn't even be considered a minor injury. However, the light of the magical two swords in his hand was obviously dimmed a lot.

At the last moment, he relied on his two swords to avoid this killer move almost intact.

"Damn..." The unfavorable start of the army made Salin a little angry. Where was Xie Feng watching behind him? How could he be embarrassed?

I understood that the little devils could not continue to attack, and before Trestan could react, he swung his sword and entered the demon group again.

With experience, this time he can dodge and rely on the bodies of the little ghosts to block their fireball attacks so that he will not fall into a siege.

Kirick was able to be resurrected, but he was also excluded from him and began to slap the ordinary little ghosts with all their might. Almost in an instant, nearly half of the nearly 100 little ghosts in the field were killed. The magic demon was no match for the close-killed warriors at all. He had no power to fight back and was slashed and killed at will...

But Trestan was not idle either. Apart from sending out shadow arrows to harass Salin, he had been in the number of demon portals.

As a result, after a round of fights, the number of small ghosts in the field increased instead of decreasing, and more and more... Salin obviously couldn't kill him alone!

"I don't have time to play games here, end the battle quickly!" Xie Feng waved his hand and asked the blood knights behind him to join the battle together and clear out the little ghosts in the field.

Although these Blood Knights cannot adapt to high-end combat, enemies with demon sea tactics like Trestan are very useful.

The ordinary little ghosts summoned were also not their opponents, and Kirick didn't have time to add flame marks to them one by one, so the power of the fireball technique was greatly reduced. The little ghosts could not pose a threat at all, and they were easily strangled. A team was even blocked at the entrance of the portal to surround them.

Although the demons were still emerging continuously, the scene was already under control, and Salin also took the opportunity to escape from the entanglement.

"Come on, dark subjects, gather under my summons!" Seeing that the situation improved slightly, Trestan casts a spell again and summons the demon portal.

The gathering speed of the little ghosts increased again, even to the point where they directly threatened the Blood Knights.

This naturally made Salin unable to see it. Most of the soldiers he trained were soldiers. How could he watch them die?

Moreover, if the source of Trestan is not cut off, there will only be more and more little ghosts, and everyone will be exhausted by his endless summons.

He made up his mind and ignored his attacks from Kirick and the little devils, and rushed towards Sartre, who was surrounded by the demons!

Facing his decisive charge, no one could intercept it. Kirick, even Trestan himself, had far inferior to Salin's melee ability. The only capable Prince Makzal hid far away, and looked like he was watching the show, so Salin easily rushed in front of him.

But just before the magic sword was about to reach Trestan, the panicked expression on Sartre's face suddenly changed, turning into a strange smile on his face: "The offering delivered to the door? Hahahaha~ Then I will let you fulfill your wishes and be loyal to the Burning Legion!"

Sailin immediately realized something was wrong, but it was too late. A dark green magic array suddenly rose under his feet. The trembling evil energy surged out, forming a thick magic chain between the magic array that bound him firmly, and began to extract his vitality...

Everyone was shocked, and even Xie Feng couldn't help but lose his lust. The thunderous anger came out, and the thunderous light was indecisive and stared at the field.

But just as they were about to take action, the situation suddenly changed drastically! The chain of evil energy that had originally absorbed vitality suddenly trembled violently. Finally, in Trestan's shocked gaze, it turned into energy flow and flew into Salin's body, quickly replenishing his violently consumed power and injuries.

"No, this is impossible! Even God cannot get rid of the sacrifice ceremony, this is impossible!" The killer weapon ended like this and he was immediately panicked.

"Stupid Sart, just you!? Hum!" Salin snorted disdainfully, and suddenly appeared behind Trestan. His swords were placed on Sartre's neck, and he slashed them with force... A strange and evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "That's right, I am a god!"

With a light sound, the huge horned skull rolled to the ground. Sartre's eyes widened, and he was still extremely unwilling.

With Trestan's death, Kiris disappeared immediately in the field, and the void portal was closed. The remaining ghosts were quickly cleaned up by the Blood Knights. Salin put away his swords, calmed down his breathing, and slowly retreated behind Xie Feng. He looked at his hands in confusion, and was speechless.

"God?" Xie Feng looked back at him strangely and said casually: "Do you want more?"

"Uh...what?" Salin was slightly stunned, then reacted from the confusion and said awkwardly: "That... sir, I don't know this..."

Before he could finish his explanation, a thick voice sounded from another time, interrupting the conversation between the two: "And, this is such a wonderful performance! This idiot Tracetan was defeated by you so easily. Maybe I need to change my evaluation of you...Anqira's ants? Hahahahaha!"

Prince Makzar didn't care about his subordinates' death. He looked at Xie Feng and others who were fully alert and laughed loudly.

"This arrogant idiot, I want to knock him back to the planet of Argus!" The arrogant and arrogant Tari went wild and immediately turned into a dragon form.

Onyxia, who was under her control, also deformed. Although she was helpless, the collar around her neck represented everything, making her unable to resist.

Salin also gathered his thoughts and ordered the Blood Knights to leave the Tingtai, and then surrounded Makzal with Xin, Shilundis and others.

Prince Makzar let the blood elves do it, and he didn't care at all, looking at everyone with interest.

"Arrogant? Archmond had the same tone and attitude a few years ago!" Xie Feng sneered as if he was disdainful and swung his sword decisively. If it were Kazak, even Kuru and others, everyone would not be able to challenge it, but just Prince Makzar, a guy who had just stepped into the hero level?

Since he was seeking death by himself, Xie Feng naturally would not be polite and immediately led everyone to attack.

Terry and Onyxia, one ice and one fire, two completely different dragon breaths took the lead and ejaculated at the same time, allowing Makzal to appreciate what the two heavens of ice and fire meant. Taking advantage of the slight distraction and stagnation, Xie Feng was extremely vulgar and surrounded the back. The thunderous rage slashed heavily at the arch of Ereda's "magical" anti-joint arch, and blood suddenly flowed...

"Roar~~~ Ants, you are looking for death!" The severe pain made Makzar abandon the two giant dragons at the first time and turned around and punched him.

Originally, Xie Feng's pseudo-ninth level strength would not have made Makzar rampage at all, and it would be difficult to even be injured. After all, he is only at the eighth level now. In addition to his mental power and realm, he is still far from the ninth level knight, and his innate power is insufficient.

However, the weakness of power cannot withstand the sharpness of the thunder rage! Moreover, the accompanying thunder and lightning paralysis effect adds a layer to the two levels of ice and fire...

Similarly, the three characteristics of burning, freezing and paralysis made Prince Makzal's movements obviously slow. He made Xie Feng easily dodge his heavy punches, but he was attacked by Salin and Xin, adding a few more wounds.

"Endless pain is waiting for you!" Seeing Xie Feng away, Prince Makzar roared angrily and threw a secret speech at him.

This kind of magic attack has no effect on the Paladin, and can be dispelled directly. Even if it comes with a hint of curse effect, there is still Silundis who can take action. Unfortunately, no one here has reached the hero level, and the strength suppression directly makes this spell unsolvable!

The severe pain, even if Xie Feng was used to corroding the damage of the holy light, could not hold on and had to leave the battlefield temporarily.

The main force fell on two giant dragons again, protecting Onyxia. Terry's poor fighting qualities are really unsatisfactory. Prince Makzar immediately found out her background, ignored it directly, and turned the focus to the black dragon girl... Wuwang disaster?

Despite her extreme reluctance, Onyxia still has to shoulder the responsibility of a flesh shield again. As a hero, she was obviously much better in the face of Makzar's attack, and she looked somewhat at ease and would obviously not be defeated in a short period of time.
To be continued...