Chapter 278: Thrall's Elemental Fury

Thrall had never felt such anger. w.lws520.c [Update fast&nbp;&nbp;Please search //ia/u///]
When Thrall felt the distortion and pain of Taresa from the wild spirit, Thrall's originally blue eyes turned directly into red.
Even until the end, Thrall couldn't believe it. That gentle and kind-hearted Taresa actually died like this-even her soul couldn't live in peace!
This time, Thrall felt that the last little friendship between himself and Blackmoore no longer existed.
Thrall's death and transformation caused Thrall to fall into unprecedented anger.
Thrall began to call for the power of the elements, praying for the help of the spirit of the elements.
This time, the most violent response to Thrall was the Spirit of Flame—a violent flame burned on the sharp blade of the spear in his hand.
This is the flame of vengeance!
On the other side, Blackmore has gone crazy.
At the beginning, Blackmoore thought that after taking refuge in Kel'Thuzad, with the help of the Lich King, he could conquer the entire Lordaeron by relying on the death knight made from the corpse of the orc-by then, he would be crowned. Is king!
But after Thrall escaped, Blackmore lost Kel'Thuzad's trust.
Kel'Thuzad gave up Blackmore and changed his plan. Now, although Dunhold Castle still has a large number of death knights. But without Kel'Thuzad's help, these death knights were nothing more than mere appearances.
Blackmoore, who was abandoned, transferred his anger to Thrall. In his opinion, he failed to be crowned because of Thrall’s escape, and he had treated Thrall with his best interests.
That’s right, in Blackmoore’s view, when treating an orc, he didn’t put him in a concentration camp and let him fend for himself. Instead, he was kept in jail alone, and he sent people to teach him various military knowledge and fighting skills. It's a great favor-don't care what your purpose is.
But Thrall not only was not grateful for Dade, but instead used a carefully planned escape to destroy all his dreams.
Unforgivable.
And yesterday, when Blackmoore found out that Taresa had betrayed him, he fell into a state of collapse.
An angry Blackmoore killed Taresa, and then transformed himself into a death knight overnight.
After the transformation was successful, Blackmoore resurrected Taresa and imprisoned her soul in her rune sword. He felt that only in this way could he vent the anger in his heart.
Now, facing Thrall's amazing momentum. Blackmoore laughed instead.
"Let me see you, Thrall-how much do you remember the knowledge and skills I taught you?"
Motivated the skeletal warhorse under the hips, Blackmore clenched the sharp rune sword in his hand and rushed towards Thrall.
This is not the first time Thrall has faced an enemy riding a mount.
In the arena, Thrall had to face heavily armed human cavalry for some gimmicks.
But this time is different. Thrall is not facing a living person this time, but a dead person-even the horses are already dead. Many of Thrall's techniques to deal with cavalry are difficult to implement, and he wants to interfere with the opponent by pain It is impossible to achieve an advantage.
Thrall did not care about these skills at this time, anger aroused the wildness in Thrall's heart.
With the help of the Flame Spirit. Flames began to emerge around Thrall's body. At this moment, he was like a of fire.
Just when the Skeleton Warhorse charged halfway. Thrall raised his spear at Blackmore, and a smooth burst of lava flew toward the death knight's head.
Faced with the sudden appearance of a lava burst, Blackmoore did not rush. The rune on the spine of the long sword in his hand lit up. A green passport protected him.
Although the lava burst broke through the passport, Blackmore's charge was only slightly delayed.
Thrall seized this short moment, holding a spear, and rushed up.
The two approached.
Blackmoore, holding the rune sword high, hit his head and covered his face as a sword. The wide-bladed rune sword swept a semicircle in the air, causing a whirring sound.
Thrall directly raised the spear with both hands and blocked the sword with the spear shaft.
For the first time, the rune sword and the spear met.
Blackmoore, riding on the horse, tried to take advantage of the mount to overwhelm Thrall. But with the help of the Earth Spirit, Thrall was unmoved.
After a stalemate, the two chose to retreat a few steps and then charge again.
Crazy Blackmoore has only one thought in his heart now-that is, the constant charge, crushing the orc in front of him who ruined his king's dream.
And the angry Thrall only had one wish. He hoped that the violent fire element in his hand could burn all the beasts in front of him.
As a result, the rune sword and the elemental spear collided time and time again, and the frost and the flame were intertwined into a war song.
Being able to monitor the orcs here as the lord of Dunhold Castle, Blackmoore himself is very skilled. After transforming into a death knight, his strength is even higher. In this case, Thrall wanted to kill him very difficult-even so. Thrall tried his best with every attack.
"Very good." Blackmore laughed loudly after another battle. "Now, as my most successful tool, return to where you should be and be my tool!"
With that said, Blackmoore stretched out a pair of big hands made of pure shadows and directly grabbed Thrall.
But Thrall didn't expect this hand, and grasped the grip against the shadow.
Just when Drunk Wind felt a little nervous because of it~EbookFREE.me~ Drektal smiled relievedly.
"Shaman is not that simple-after all, we are also spellcasters."
Originally, in Blackmoore, as long as Thrall was caught by himself, he would be slaughtered in different ways. His other hand was already ready to absorb Thrall’s soul-as long as Thrall’s soul was absorbed, Blackmoore believed in an incomparable one. A powerful death knight is about to be born.
At the critical moment, the elements around Thrall began to riot.
The fury of the elements broke Blackmore's shadow grip, allowing Thrall to regain his freedom.
Thrall regained his balance and continued to rush towards Blackmore.
This time, Blackmore hurriedly raised his sword to block, but the sharp rune sword was directly smashed into two pieces by the violent elements!

The first one is late, but the fifth one is unchanged. (.)