Vol 2 Chapter 1049: Real enemy

Tricky is known as the of deceit, so he doesn't need to say much about magic, and he is also well versed in fate, history, and various conspiracies.
Rumor has it that Trick is familiar with the changes and laws of all things in the universe. His plan spans thousands of years, and he even knows the final fate of every distant star. The final fate of mortals can be manipulated at will like a puppet in his hands.
Julius is a nail that Tecchi planted in Silvermoon City, so he is actually a very powerful spellcaster, but unlike Kael'thas, he controls magic in a way closer to a witch, he must use psionic energy To call for magical energy.
Kael'thas is more like a materialist when facing magic. He not only knows what he can do with magic, but also knows why he can do it. In the process, he understands how magical energy is transformed to achieve the ultimate goal. result.
Julius is a pure idealist. He doesn’t know how he did it. He only knows that when he thinks he can do it, everything will happen naturally. If he succeeds, he owes it all to the Holy Spirit. Yanqi's favor, if he fails, is entirely because he is not religious enough.
Therefore, when Kael'thas tried to release a flame storm that swept all the traitors present, Julius opened his arms and closed his eyes as if he was about to welcome the impending death: "I am standing here, and Santoki You won’t hurt me a little bit."
Then, the large magical quality that Kael'thas was brewing turned into a breeze with a slight temperature. If Xu Yichen were to use an exact word to describe it, he could only think-this was a hot fart.
In the shadow of Tecchi's power, the idealists won a great victory.
This is why, in the memory of the Supreme Master of the Grey Knights, the super empire that confronts Chaos more often uses tactics similar to those of the Cold Weapon Age in the Middle Ages to attack Chaos.
The more complex things are, the easier it is to have problems when facing chaos. Kael'thas’ magic needs to condense hundreds of magic nodes and requires complex energy conversion. Chaos Cthulhu only needs to lighten up these hundreds of steps. Changing things lightly can make them harmless and funny.
And Xu Yichen only needs to pick up the [War Disaster] and use its sharp sawtooth to hit the enemy in front of him. Even Trick cannot completely change the basic physical constants of this world, so that the adamantine blade is no longer sharp and the [War Disaster] is great. The weight of the sword disappeared.
To be honest, for a slender and tall creature like an elf, a corpse that has been attacked by a demon hunter can hardly tell whether he was cut to death by a sharp blade or simply smashed to the head by the weight of [War Disaster].
"Human! This is the internal problem of our elves!" Kael'thas blushed, his hands dancing wildly in the air, and ten magic rings in the palm of his hands, leaving complex magic lines in the air, if not for elves His fingers have one more knuckle than human beings, and it is absolutely impossible to do such a thing.
Following Kael'thas' actions, dozens of sharp spears formed from freezing ice appeared in the air, and the surrounding air became extremely dry due to being drained of moisture.
"Sorry, this is a problem between this world and chaos. I am specifically responsible for dealing with this problem!" The heavy weapon of the demon hunter crossed a deadly arc, and an elf sword dancer wearing a metal helmet said The shocking flexibility escaped the sweep of [War Disaster], but Xu Yichen's black foot kicked his hips to pieces, and the whole person folded into a painful angle and fell to the ground.
Julius has been observing the demon hunter. He wants to know why the great sage has been paying attention to this human being. He grew up in Silvermoon City since he was a child. His impression of human beings is that life span is short, weak, and sinister except for quantity. There is nothing outside.
Self-acclaimed as the most orthodox heir of the Elf King Court, the prejudice and discrimination against humans by the Elves of Silvermoon City has been maintained for a thousand years, and it is foreseeable that if it is not destroyed this time, this prejudice and discrimination will continue. Continue.
Why would the great weaver of fate focus on this fleeting creature in the river of fate?
Under Julius's signal, more elves and extraordinary men joined the encirclement of the siege demon hunter.
The magic that Kael'thas brewed once again failed under Julius' deliberate interference, and the ice spear turned into a water ball without lethality, and there was no threat except turning a few elves into chickens.
"Master Kael'thas, as you can see, the power of our lord is everywhere and omnipotent. You have always taken the well-being of the elves of Silvermoon City as your own responsibility. Why not consider becoming a believer of our lord?" Standing on the back of the screamer and circling the Elf Archon, he made up lies and conspiracies one after another. His hatred of Silvermoon City, and his hatred of his family were so deep that in addition to completely destroying them, I can't find another ending that I can accept.
Even if Kael'thas was really bewitched by himself, Julius would not hesitate to sacrifice all the city and its residents to the holy creature after success, leaving nothing.
"Dreaming! Julius, what you have done can only prove that your father and I have not misunderstood the wrong person. You have always been a worthless waste." Kael'thas continued to analyze the reasons for the failure of his magic and tried to find The way to break the game.
In the process, the Elf Archon had to wield his magic sword, awkwardly blocking the enemy's mocking attacks.
A ranger on the side of the Fallen ~EbookFREE.me~ is using the strength that Kael'thas can react, one by one, using arrows to provoke the elf archon, making him move constantly, like a monkey The same jump up and down.
"It's useless, Lord Kael'thas, I won't be irritated by such words anymore, I have completed my revenge against the family." Julius opened his cloak, showing himself like Kael'thas The'trophies'.
Two elven heads were transplanted on both sides of Julius’ waist and abdomen, one was Nianus’s, and the other was his wife. Their mouths were sealed with silk threads, but they were still alive and sorrowful. And desperate breath, close at hand but never able to meet.
"You lunatic!" Kael'thas staggered, and the arrow that should have been flashed pierced his defenseless palm.
This is Chaos. For the first time, Kael'thas understood the enemy he was facing so deeply, not from written intelligence, not from other elves, but from seeing it with his own eyes and experiencing it with his own eyes.
"You are right, mankind, this is the real enemy. No matter what purpose you come with, Silvermoon City will be an ally of demon hunters from now on." A tear flicked across the corner of the Elf Archon's eyes.