Chapter 120: Lothar, you are hanging!
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Stormwind God
- Yu Yunfei
- 1001 characters
- 2021-03-01 08:57:47
Lothar didn't tell Duke what to do, he knew Duke would satisfy him. Tacit understanding or something is cultivated in battles. Whether a teammate is reliable can be seen in one or two battles. It's the first time Lothar has seen a truly genius like Duke.
Lothar was relieved.
Sure enough, Duke raised his hand and a low-level [blizzard] came out boldly.
There are no ice prisms that are deadly enough, only the snowflakes that roll down quickly. The cold hexagonal snowflakes quickly cover the soldiers' areas of fire, quickly extinguishing the flames on them.
Every soldier who came back to God thanked Duke.
Compared to the middle-aged priest who was still in a daze, Duke's response was almost divine.
Many soldiers with long swords were pale and their sweat was dripping with cold sweat, but every one of them suffered a fatal injury, let alone died.
This result is obviously far from satisfying Prince Markzar, and the Ereda is a high-level demon who never dreams of it, and a challenger is mixed with a translator.
Duke knows most of his skills!
He growled. "Mortal, do you think this is the end!"
A raised hand, a black light bloomed in the prince's hand.
For a moment, fifteen elite soldiers felt as if their bodies had been hollowed out. It was a very scary feeling. Within the skin as thin as paper, there was no muscle, no blood vessels, no blood, and even bones were gone. It seemed that all of his internal organs had disappeared, and he became a person. Paper man with virtual shell.
It was impossible to describe this feeling of horror. Almost every soldier who was recruited was stuck in place, not even the dark energy that enveloped them.
Three seconds!
It only takes three seconds!
The moment that evil dark energy erupted, these fifteen soldiers would lose their lives forever, and even their souls would be trapped in the chaotic mage tower of Karazhan, becoming a kind of sad existence.
"Run!" Lothar didn't know what it was. He only knew that the old folks who had trained him hand in hand to accompany him countless births and deaths would all die here.
Being prepared for everyone to die, and really dying with you, these are two situations.
Lothar is strong. No matter how strong he is, he cannot save fifteen soldiers at the same time.
On the battlefield, one second of hesitation is fatal. Even if many of these elite soldiers have already reacted, they start running wildly beyond the dark envelope, but wearing full-body iron armor, holding shields and swords, say less than dozens of loads How far can a catty soldier go in three seconds?
Death is almost inevitable!
However, just at the moment when more than a dozen elite soldiers were about to be spiked, Duke's mage hand appeared again.
The hands of 72 mages, dragged and dragged, before the prince's [Shadow Nova] broke out, all the soldiers in the area of [Shadow Nova] were killed out.
Watching myself leave the dark area as if flying, and after seeing that, the ground was squeaked by the dark force and the place smelled ominous. Fool knows it is Duke. They saved their lives again.
Prior to the raid on Rakazan, they admired only one person, Anduin Lothar.
Since today, they have silently added another name to their hearts-Duke Marcus.
Not only did Duke's unimaginable coping methods surprise them, but also Duke's calm, decisive, selfless, and indescribable overall outlook made them admire the five bodies.
"Thanks! Sir Marcus. I owe you a life."
"When Boss Lothar doesn't want me in the future, I'll be your follower, and see if the door can still be done."
The hearts of his men were bought, and most people would be unwilling and angry, but Lothar was touched by his small life to keep it.
"Well, you bastards, I'm really dead and I'll allow you to hang with Duke kid. Get out now, don't get in the way, this is not an enemy you can fight."
Lothar's soldiers withdrew and evacuated from the roof square.
Lothar twisted his neck. "Duke, what's your suggestion?"
"If you are not afraid of flames, you can try to draw this guy out, and I bet he has a limited number of pillars of flame."
"If it wasn't in the fire, I would have killed this guy." Garona seemed to be upset because she was being forced back.
"Ibid." Duke shrugged.
"That's it."
Hearing Duke's words, Prince Markzar was shocked. He almost thought that he had hallucinations, and the pressure in the space suddenly changed. It was a violent atmosphere like mountains and rivers. With a roar, the sound of raging anger shook the ground.
"Who gave you the confidence to defeat me !? The Burning Legion is invincible!"
Duke was unmoved: "Hey--"
Lothar and Garona looked at Duke at the same time.
"I just smiled and didn't speak. Is this all wrong?"
"No, I just think you're braver than I thought." Lothar gently touched Duke's arm with a shield, then rushed forward without looking back.
Lothar charged!
Each time Lotsa took a step forward, his glory rose.
It's not how it feels, it's not a vision, Lothar is really shining all over!
For a moment, Duke almost suspected that the somewhat unreliable Azeroth world appeared in advance as the [Paladin] profession.
What makes Duke even more messy is that he saw the following lines in the system data on his retina:
"After testing, Anduin Lothar used the super rare mixture [Titan Mixture], and his health value temporarily increased significantly."
"... Lothar used [Polymiracle Potion], and his magic resistance was temporarily greatly increased."
"... Lothar used the [Special Fire Protection Potion]."
"... Lothar has activated the special amulet of the Archbishop of Stormwind City. Lothar has received an unknown super powerful blessing of exorcism, and his damage to the demon has increased greatly.
What is wasteland? This is wasteland!
Even though Lothar itself is expensive for a boss, the dedicated soldier still has a potion for wasteland development when he opens up another boss. Haven't asked Duke for a half-coin subsidy.
Azeroth's best teammate!
At this moment, Duke almost moved his nose.
In this way, Garona and Duke watched Lothar rush forward, and the two swords cut Prince Hellfire's [Hellfire] ...