2. Your uncle is still your uncle(1/2)
"Wild flesh and blood bugs, have you summoned me to this world to dedicate your tragic world to the Burning Legion?"
As the third lord of Nasrezm, Memphistos was very scheduling when he appeared, and even the first line he came to Azeroth seemed so "kingly smell".
It is larger than the weak Casanatire, but it does not appear to be bloated.
The Nasrezm armor he wore was also more gorgeous and complete than the inner demons he had before Black.
When you look closer, you can also see the fallen pattern on the Memphistos armor. Its waist and abdomen are dotted with a very beautiful large gem, which is also sea blue.
It seems that this third lord really has the same excellent aesthetic as Black in terms of color.
In addition to the beautiful sea-blue wings, the most distinctive parts on its body also have its demonic horns, which twist into an elegant arc toward the sky, and the first half has been completely crystallized.
A faint blue light shines.
Like its demonic hooves, it has a shocking blue illusion in the black.
It made Black fall in love with it at first sight.
The stinky pirate couldn't help but start to think that after he replaced this inner demon, he transformed slightly in the battle... Oh, that handsome! That cool!
It will definitely attract everyone's attention on the battlefield and become the most beautiful boy in the crowd.
"Little Master! Stabilize your mind. Before you start fighting, why are you disturbed by its spiritual chaos halo?"
Saratas, with a reminder of strange laughter, echoed in Black's heart, and made the pirate's slightly confused eyes recover. He patted his forehead and whispered:
"These guys are really hard to defend against, the more powerful they are, the more insidious they are."
"Yes, Nasrezm never fights head-on with the enemy. When you feel sure to win when facing them, you will be hit."
Saratas sighed:
"Oh, look, it's not OK without me being by your side, right?"
"Do it!"
Black did not respond to the essence of the void and shouted around.
Three legendary mages launched at the same time.
A circle of tool warlocks around him also howled and injected his magic into the ceremony. With Black's presidency, a heavy force instantly continued the ceremony.
The magic power turned into three chains, trapping Memphistos in place like a crackling sound.
He was greedily reaching out and grabbing the third lord of the Guldan Skull on the altar with a roar, and immediately turned into a bat to dissipate. However, before the Nasrezm clan's special skills were released, he was smashed by Black's shadow rage.
This large-scale forced stun magic is becoming more and more convenient in the hands of pirates, and it is already in an instant.
He laughed and grabbed the skull of Gul'dan, and a flash disappeared in front of the demon.
It fell behind the third lord, and waved out two rotating shadow moon blades, and used the method of storming the shadows to ignore defense. One left and one right flew, leaving a vicious scar on the root of the demon lord's wings.
The moon blade also applied poison specifically to target fel creatures, and the formula naturally came from the "omniscient" Miss Saratas.
The results are outstanding!
The third lord who was suppressing the Dark Loop Rite screamed in pain. Its counterattack came quickly and fiercely. His claws raised and he made a chaotic wave at the weakest mage of Elland, the weakest in the magic circle triangle.
The extracted evil energy and shadows intertwined to form an impact of an energy storm, swarming towards Elland, but the latter didn't care. He raised his staff and added a magical spark to himself.
Nor inspire.
It is outrageous to use this damage spell as defensive magic!
The chaotic waves and the ring of fireworks collided to cancel out, and the aftermath of the magical collision drove the embarrassing warlock apprentices from their toolman position, allowing more pressure to be applied to the three great mages and Black.
"I still have physical suppression, Mr. Memphistos."
Black took two steps back, grabbed the Skull of Gul'dan in his hand, and whistled upwards. The expressionless mother of Fengxingzhe grabbed the long bow of the spirit string and appeared on the top of a higher tower.
She grabbed two void spikes, and aimed downwards, warning:
"Next time you whistle and summon me, be careful I will beat you, my highness. I am your retainer, not your summoning beast!"
Five seconds later, two meteor-like sniper arrows shot down from above, one after another. Memphistos, who was suppressed by the ceremony, could not dodge at all. He could only raise his wings behind him and turn into a shield to resist in front of him.
It does not know the weird two-hit killing effect of the long bow of the spirit string like a work of art.
The first Void spike pierced its beautiful wings and did not harm the third lord, which made Nasrezm breathe a sigh of relief.
Then the next shot of the void spike with a 50% increase in destruction came from the same position, tearing open its wings and bones like a tyrant, nailing it to its fear armor.
The mourning darkness lingers on the arrow bursts like a deep pain, tearing open a bloody wound that pisses the heart of the Demon King of Fear. A toxin-like liquid flows into the body, making Memphistos heartbroken.
"Damn it, idiot!"
The third lord roared angrily and waved his claws downwards, and the three burning hellfire structures were mobilized to hit the Warlock Tower in a whistling.
Prince Farodis, who is specialized in meteorite magic, became interested when he saw meteorites.
He raised his head with great energy and threw a flame into the sky. The extremely special meteorite came from the sky uninvited, slid from the sky with a clang, shattering the three hellfires summoned by the third lord in mid-air.
The fel-powered meteor turned into a green spot of light wrapped around the sky and fell across the sea outside Thorbaard.
What a beautiful fel meteor shower.
"This elf's meteorite technique is so powerful!"
Memphistos, the fearful devil who made up his mind to teach these bastards a lesson, was startled by Prince Farodis's move.
It grinned, unable to imagine the feeling of the series of meteorites hitting itself.
Death, not death.
But it will definitely hurt if such a large piece of flame stone hits it?
With this nonsensical idea that he shouldn't have appeared in the battle, the third lord sneered and dissipated into a flowing fog of shadows.
Like a demon assassin...
Sure enough, Black was right. This guy is a rare "shadow specialization" among the Nasrezm devils!
Its hidden skills are no worse than those of the Watchmen.
Well, although the fear demons are generally good at hiding, the escape from the shadow of Memphistos is different from the simple dissipation and concealment of other fear demons.
Its stealth is a unique attack skill!
"Dark and lonely, shadows creeping...Haha, die, idiots!"
Amid the gloomy laughter of the third lord, as it escapes into the shadows, large swaths of shadow magic begin to form a chaotic impact, like a cluster bombing at the magic level.
It was like Memphistos rolling up a tide in the shadows, surging and smashing towards the surroundings.
All life around the magic circle ritual was embarrassed by this round of crazy magic impact.
There were also two dark demon shadows shaped on both sides of the ceremony. They vividly sneered the third lord, and their bodies were surrounded by evil energy and rushed around.
The good scene suddenly became chaotic. The weak and incompetent warlock apprentices were already covering their heads with blood on their faces, and could only hold their heads and squat on defense.
If there was no Holy Light Priest here to disperse the shadows around him, and as long as the third lord was still hiding in the shadows, the impact of this chaos would not stop.
Of course, besides the priest, there is another way to end this vicious chaos.
"I've been waiting for you!"
Black, who had already hid in the shadows before, curled his lips. He drew the magic from Gul'dan's skull and entered the unique "shadow" form...
Well, this form is actually no different from the "demonization" skill that Gul'dan's Skull had before. The only difference is that this transformation does not involve a slight evil energy.
It was completely pure shadow magic that wrapped the pirates and completed the enhancement of the casting form.
In the dark faceless shadow demon covered with magic, he slapped the wings of the magic gathering behind him, and a complex shadow symbol appeared on his forehead, and fell behind the third lord marked by Sarasta with void power in a flash.
With his superb stealth skills, he kicked the third lord in the neck.
The impact was not strong and did not hurt Memphistos at all. However, relying on the impact of shadows and shadows, he forced the third lord back to the material world from the dissipation of the shadows.
This is not over yet.
Black, who was demonized by shadow, tilted his head and stopped behind the angry and screaming Memphistos, raised his claws and waved six shadow sickles forward. The magic blade sounded, almost making a splash behind the third lord.
This skill was originally called the Fel Scythe, and it was a warlock magic used by Gul'dan for melee combat.
Black used it to make some changes and used Shadow Magic to drive it to reduce its destructive power, but greatly improves its occultness.
He shook his hand and marked the catastrophe on the demon, and threw out a ball of soul fire that condensed the Shadow Demon form. A purple fire ball with a big head hit the back of the third lord with a bang.
It smashed its gorgeous Nasrezm battle armor and left an ugly corrosive scar on the Demon King of Terror.
The third lord who returned to the material world already felt that something was wrong.
It is becoming more pessimistic about today's situation.
I really underestimated these bugs, and now it realized something later.
Since I entered this world, my thinking has never been concentrated. Even in the battle just now, it seems that there is a sign that is stirring up in my mind.
Damn it!
They are more than that!
There is also an invisible guy who influences himself at the level of spiritual tactics that he is best at. No wonder he is so strong today! Head-on fight has never been Nasrezm's tradition!
To be continued...