?Chapter 566 Fierce Fight

"For me! The wheel of death has spinned many times! Hahaha! The world has passed away a lot, and there are so many things to do!"

The withered face, dazzling scarlet armor, carrying a long-handled sword with a cool wind, the cold sound was like the biting cold wind, which made everyone tremble.-< Shuhai Pavilion >- .Talon* Blood Demon... The world's first death knight, holding the dark clouds, walked into the hall with a swagger!

Countless shadow energy arrows shot from the cloud of death above their heads towards the surroundings! The so-called Draenei warriors who were protected by the holy light did not even have the ability to resist and were instantly drained.

After the Shadow Arrow hit the target, it immediately turned into a purple fog and dispersed. It ran around the Draenei Paladins like a poisonous snake. Finally, it returned with all their life essence to make it more intense. After a brief fusion, it flew out again...Destruction, bloom!

As the blood demon progresses, every fallen Draenei will make his strength stronger! The Cloud of Death has also turned from a small three-yard diameter into a real dark cloud covering dozens of yards, setting off him like the messenger of the God of Death, becoming even more ferocious and terrifying!

But Talon was not satisfied with that. He glanced at the audience with a cold look. Soon, he locked his full strength from the prophet Olum, who was facing the shadow of Akama, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...

"You can come in handy...the shadow of death!"

The front finger of the battle blade, the Delaney Shaman who was fighting bloody and entangled with Garcios, was immediately covered by an obscure mist. With a few flashes, the so-called noble soul broke away from his ugly **, turned into a ghost form, and made a series of shrill roars...

At the same time, the four shadow components escaped from his soul and ripped around the prophet's soul, causing the bone-eroding pain to be weightless and recurring with him!

"You want! Show enough respect!" The blood demon, who roared like a soul from hell, walked through the dense crowd step by step and approached the soul.

During this period, Olum's soul has been riddled with holes by the dark structure and the detriment of Garcios, who has taken the lead, and emits a dim light that may dissipate at any time...

"What are you afraid of?" Condescending, Taron smiled cruelly and greeted him softly.

But in Olum's eyes, this was undoubtedly like the verdict of death. The fear from the depths of his soul instantly hit his whole body! The unprecedented crisis made his life emit the last spark~

"Resurrection? Haha, the game is over!" A voice containing infinite contempt sounded. The familiar Naru Hammer carried the holy light he had fought for throughout his life, hitting his naked soul heavily, gathering his return-to-looking energy! It also took away his last glimmer of hope...

Talon* Blood Demon was unmoved at all, still with the brutal smile of a breeze, the blade of the sword slowly pointed at Olum, and the ugly body that was struggling with the soul: "Flame! Purify!"

The obscure shadow energy flashed away, and the body turned into ashes in a slight tremor...

"Happy cooperation, Garcios! Hehe~" With a tingling laughter, Taron slowly turned around, and his vicious eyes were like a poisonous snake to scan the audience, starting his next goal~

The intense discomfort made Garcios feel a way to vent his anger and destroy his slap, but he endured it, put away the hammer, and stepped back to the platform again: "I hate this guy!"

"There are always many people who hate you!" My friend Sereba waved his hand and dripped a large snowstorm, covering the entrance of the hall, blocking the Draenei people who were rushing, with the tone of the unique rebellious and withdrawn that was unique to the advanced mage: "In this regard, we are no different~"

Spit! Garcios spat, put the warhammer on his shoulders, and his proud eyes turned to Akama, who was fighting fiercely with Xie Feng and Marlan, and took heavy steps...

Compared with the tragic Olum, another prophet, Nubodon, was also given special care~

"You look a little nervous~" The pleasant, magnetic voice sounded in my ears, making Nubodon, who was fighting with Vilas and the two demon hunter instructors, burst into tears!

The long-term contact with Akama made these Draenei strong men know the deployment of troops in the Dark Temple, but how could they not hear that, who was this fatal temptation voice?

"Despicable!" He roared, and tried to get rid of the bones with Vilas' blow. He was scratched with a foot-long scar on his chest. He jumped up desperately and avoided from the spot.

The next moment, the harsh roar of metal and stone fighting sounded from behind, tightly pressing against Nubodon's back, four one-handed swords were slashed heavily, and the hard stone slabs turned into powder!

Nubodon didn't care about the situation and escaped from the dead. After evading the attack, he began to brew magic without even waiting to get up. As he rolled, a ball of lava fireball shot backwards to his back.

Sure enough, the fatal attack followed like a bone-attached gangrene, and collided violently with the lava ball!

After all, he was a hasty spell cast. Although it blocked most of the threats, some of the evil remnants of the evil sin beam still shot through the lava, impacting the back of the great shaman, causing a series of corrosion.

However, he finally escaped! He quickly got up from the ground, flipped his hands and released a torrent of water to relieve the injuries behind him and on his chest, so he had the time to look at the sneak attack...

Well, it can be called a sexy figure and is dressed very hot. If you remove the off-white and weird skin, the three teams have long and fatal arms and tall figure, it is indeed very tempting!

Under the high crown, the Queen of Pain was generally beautiful and changeable, her eyes showed a heart-pounding charm, and her scarlet tongue gently added to her lips, giving out a deep temptation: "I am, yours..."

Not to mention the aesthetics of the Delaney people, the strange honor of this Queen of Pain alone is enough to make people discourage! Not only was Nubodon not tempted, but a coldness that penetrated his heart and lungs, the vigilance in his eyes became deeper, and he took a step back without taking any initiative.

"Demon, put away your...seeking death!" Only half of the line was said, a hint of anger suddenly flashed across Nubodun's face, and he rushed to hold the scepter behind him, while trying his best to avoid it.

Just as he turned sideways, a white plate dagger with no additional energy or magic circles stabbed out of the void and slashed straight towards his throat...

The scepter finally barely blocked the dagger, but... there was only one!

After trying his best to avoid it, he finally failed to dodge. Veras pursued him relentlessly and inserted another dagger into his shoulder blades, almost destroying his left arm.

At the same time, Miss Shahrath also leaned over and dived, chasing him...

All the female demons in the entire Dark Temple are under the jurisdiction of the Miss Saherath and have always served as the general manager of the Illidan Neith Court. However, as the direct subordinate of Illidan, the Illidan Council can nominally mobilize all the troops in the temple!

The power he held was second only to Illidan himself. Even Vasqi could not shake them. Talon* Blood Demon, Gurtug* Blood Boil, etc. were naturally not spared.

Of course, including the mistress! Therefore, although the leaders in the temple were in charge of a region, the four councils still maintained a certain degree of restraint on them.

Although this restraint power is minimal due to various reasons, at critical moments, especially in the battle against invasions in the foreign land, the mistress and the blood demon will still sell some face...

A ninth-level thief, plus the mistress of the peak power, even Nubodon, the largest shaman of Delaney, is dwarfed, and is suppressed so much that he has almost no power to fight back.

However, the two consecutive sneak attacks also made him alert, and he was determined to defend himself and would not lose in a short period of time. However, how could a legendary strong man who could leave a strong mark in the history of Azeroth have only this ability?

When the three people in the fierce battle approached a group of gray-tongued Death Swearers, these Akkama's most loyal lackeys helped him block the mistress's attack without hesitation, even at the cost of his life.

Although it was short, it finally gave Nubodon a chance to breathe, and then...attacked back!

Four short and fine totem poles that emit mysterious element fluctuations were taken out one by one by one and inserted into the stone slab in front of him! With him, he formed a five-pointed star formation...

From the deep expression of the Great Shaman, and the regret, hesitation and pain that flashed through his eyes, we can guess that these totem poles are definitely not as simple as he seems to be on the surface.

Unfortunately, Miss Shaheras did not take this "ordinary" ninth-level shaman to heart. Vilas was in the rejection of orcs and had always been dismissive of the shaman's way...

It is also because of this that it is too late to stop Nubodun when he runs the magic circle!

Dozens of swearing deaths continued to do so, using their lives to temporarily block the mistress of Shaheras, Nubodon, and also took the opportunity to complete the last few steps, and then...

In the hall, the elements that were already irritable and uneasy due to the fierce battle suddenly vibrated violently. With the indoctrination of Nubodon's mana, the light on the totem pole became more and more intense.

Finally, when it hit the critical point, the brown totem pole located in the upper left corner suddenly burst!

The scattered energy hung a violent whirlwind, rolling up the stones on the ground, slowly gathering under the action of an invisible energy, and the ethereal sound of the great shaman followed...

"The wrath of the earth, obey my call-Godau!"

The stone slab twisted, deformed, and gradually reorganized. When the energy of the totem pole burst out dissipated, a huge rock giant appeared in the field and roared to the sky~~

The violent pressure was not inferior to the heroic and powerful men such as Mavi, Akama and Vasqi, and even vaguely competed with Narukheli, which shocked everyone!

With a brief pause, the Rock Giant gave his own comment: "Godau, hate the breath here! It's like... tearing up the power of this world... the same... evil..."

Seeing its appearance, Nubodun, who had a disastrous face, finally fell down. Then, the elemental energy array was running again, and the second, the sky-blue totem pole began to shine gradually...

"Stop him!" The closest mistress Saherath was the first to sense the change, and could no longer maintain the calmness and arrogance he had just now, and roared impatiently.

But he is not the fastest! Godau's appearance has caused everyone to panic. Vilas, who is lurking in the dark and waiting for an opportunity to explode, can no longer sit still and watch...

The dark, dim dagger once again stretched out from the darkness, including his master!

Vilas no longer cared about invisibility, and he did not dare to let Nubodon continue to do so. Now the Dark Temple is already at a disadvantage. According to the number of totem poles, if four elemental giants appear again...

However, facing Zhiming's attack, Fu Bodou did not evade at all. Instead, there was a hint of mockery in his eyes, and he stared at the furious blood elf thief coldly!

"Godarda, hate this breath..." A sound like thunder exploded in his ears. Vilas was frightened to find that the rock giant turned around and approached with a completely inconsistent with his clumsy and huge body. He quickly burst out his huge fist!

"Damn it! Just a little bit..." Veras's eyes were so bitter that he looked at him unwillingly.

The stone giants do not have energy-type attacks like other elemental lords. They all have simple physical attacks and are not defensive!

He could not imagine what would happen if he was punched with a fragile body of a thief...

What is even more tangled is that if Nubodon is not organized, he will recruit another elemental lord...

Seeing that the second totem pole was about to reach the critical point, Vilas had no room for consideration. A trace of madness flashed in his eyes, regardless of the stone giant's obstruction, and the desperate impact!

Unfortunately, the brief hesitation finally made him one step late again...

"Wrath of the Air, obey my call...Caladios!"

The dagger paused at only three centimeters and could no longer move forward. The lightning spark produced by the violent explosion lifted Vilas away, and the huge thunder giant gradually took shape in the elemental storm...

At the same time, Godawu's heavy punch was also firmly printed on the thief's chest.

"Cough~~" There was no suspense at all. The mouth of blood was prominent on the spot. The violent external force trembled, causing Vilas' internal organs to break instantly, and his face pale and paused slightly.

However, the moment before falling down, I saw the disdain and mockery flashing in Nubodun's eyes, and the anger surged up. The thief who was almost exhausted from his body, an inexplicable energy reappeared in his body...

"For, Xin...Duole!" A decisive look flashed quickly in his eyes. At the last moment before falling to the ground, he poured all the remaining energy in his body into a dagger and threw it out wildly...

Fatal throw! However, this time the fatal target was replaced by Vilas himself.

But it was finally successful! In Nubodon's extremely angry and unwilling eyes, the totem pole representing the rage of flame was hit by a dagger, broken from the bottom and broken in half on the spot!

Next to him, the mistress of Shaheras who had been entangled by the gray-tongued swearing man for a long time, and watched the fall of Vilas, and finally couldn't help it...

"Do you find it interesting?" In the magnetic voice, anxiety and anger overcame the ambiguity and temptation for the first time, making the swearing people feel a bone-broken chill~

"Then come!" A sharp and slight roar sounded, and in front of him, three gray-tongued swearing people suddenly disappeared from the siege. The next moment, he appeared beside Nubodun with a look of astonishment.

The great shaman was stunned and had no time to react. The three gray-tongued swearing dead suddenly emitted violent shadow energy, slightly contracted, and then... a violent explosion!

Nubodon, caught off guard and was seriously injured in his energy due to summoning two elemental lords in succession, was immediately blown to vomit blood, his expression became even more depressed, and his aura gradually weakened...

Moreover, the explosion did not stop there! In the horrified eyes of the three gray-tongued swearing dead, the energy nodes on the three people were connected in series and affected each other. After forming the same frequency, they exploded again!

A series of shadow stars burst out around Nubodun, tearing the last totem pole representing the rage of the water into pieces. It was not until the gray-tongued swearingers finally could not bear it and were blown to death. However, the great shaman, who had long been at the end of his strength, was not spared. When the Draenei people around him rushed up, he was already as angry as a fucking spring...

Vilas and Rage Botton both fell down and were taken back by their respective soldiers at the same time. However, from the scene, it made the dark temple a more difficult pen!

Godau, Carradios, two Draenor's world-famous elemental lords, were summoned in Azeroth, who were enough to be alongside the four elements kings...
To be continued...