In order to prevent Xingchen from enduring the bumps of the war horse, he was specially tied to the back of the hammer bear pet. Although the giant bear is still not very stable when running, the thick fat on its body can buffer a lot of force, giving the stars a relatively stable environment.
The hammer is in front, Oni is behind, and the giant bear with stars on its back is in the middle. Such a team can not only predict the danger ahead, but also prevent sneak attacks from behind, which to a certain extent ensures the safety of the stars in the center of the team when facing emergencies. .
This is the road leading to Nanhai Town. Oni and the others are eager to reach Nanhai Town quickly so that Xingchen can have a safe and stable rest, but they are also worried that too strong bumps will cause serious damage to Xingchen. After all, Xingchen is now in a dangerous situation. Gradually lose strength. Amid such contradictions, they moved forward at a neither fast nor slow pace.
The night is as cool as water, and the frost is as white as flowers. The white crystals cling to Iron Hammer's copper-colored face in the wind, bringing a familiar feeling of memories. Just like the pure coldness blown up by the wind on the snowfield outside my hometown Ironforge.
"Is it snowing?" The coldness that brought back memories made Tie Hui raise his head, but the moon in the sky was still there, and not even a cloud was visible.
"What's going on?" Tie Zhui felt even more surprised.
The frost is still there, white snowflakes are constantly blowing in the night wind, and the snow is constantly flying in this weather where there is no snow at all. And this piece of land polluted by death does not have the terrain conditions for snow all year round. So why is there such weird flying snow?
The answer was soon revealed, as a cold figure blocked their path. The cold aura radiating out caused snowflakes to condense in the air surrounding the body, and they continued to fly with the blowing wind.
"The undead must die!"
Cold anger was vented from his mouth, but he was in no rush to start the battle. The horse under the seat strolled slowly, pressing forward step by step with the pressure of the cold. He actually planned to use this method to break the enemy's mind.
"Tie Hammer, take Xingchen and leave here first." Aoni chased after her from behind. "It seems that the story told by the stars is true. Mograine really became a death knight."
"What? He is" Tie Hammer's eyes looked at the figure in front of him in surprise.
Although they are not the same race, the glorious stories about Mograine and the Ashbringer are also spread among the dwarf tribe. But when I met the protagonist of the story this time, I discovered that the reality was exactly what Xingchen said, full of sadness and regret.
"The undead must die!"
Repeating the previous words, he raised the weapon in his hand that Xingchen called the "Corrupted Ashbringer".
Oni¡¯s staff pointed forward, and a red fireball was instantly generated, bypassing the hammer¡¯s body and flying towards Mograine. "Hammer, leave quickly!"
The red fireball with a diameter of 1.5 meters exuded blazing temperature, and the snowflakes blowing from Mograine's side had already vaporized into water vapor again before they even got close. The fireball appears to be very slow due to its huge size, but in fact this fireball flies very fast, much faster than the fireballs released by other mages.
The war horse leaped forward, like a flying dragon, carrying Mograine's body and jumping to the top of the fireball. The angry voice was still cold, spreading in the air to the surroundings, "Traitors must die!"
However, as soon as Mograine finished speaking, a ball of blue flames that distorted the surrounding air arrived in front of Mograine with a long tail flame. The target was the brave war horse under him.
The war horse disappeared instantly, and it was obviously Mograine, as the owner, who took it back to another space. This blue flame immediately became something he faced personally.
The fallen Ashbringer turned from slashing to clapping, and slapped the broad sword blade against the blue flame the size of a fist. Mograine was well aware of the danger contained in this flame, and refused to use his body to meet it, using the breadth and strength of the weapon in his hand to resist the fierce burning of the blue flame.
The Ashbringer is indeed a legendary weapon, even if it is ** it still maintains its original quality. The flame made a metallic sound when the sword was slapped, and shot back at a faster speed, going deep into the hard ground.
It was only one round of confrontation, and the Hammer already felt out of reach. Taking a look at Oni who was preparing a spell, she called her pet and rushed into the woods on the roadside.
"The traitor must die!"
Mograine landed on the ground and rushed towards Oni quickly. It was definitely a stupid thing to let a mage keep distance. Oni's strength has been demonstrated in the confrontation just now.It was once vigorous but already made Mograine feel the danger. It was Oni's strength that made him dare not leave his back to Oni and pursue the escaping Hammer and Star.
As a former legendary paladin, quickly approaching long-range professions is an ability that is too familiar to be familiar with anymore. Mograine's rush was very fast, and he had reached Oni's side in the blink of an eye.
But Oni¡¯s spellcasting was faster, and the burning flames mixed with the hot lava formed a wide shield in front of her. The tilt deflected the Ashbringer's thrust, but the power of this legendary weapon also shattered the newly formed shield.
Mograine, who has been fighting all his life, has so much combat experience that he already realized the opportunity when the shield collapsed. Without the use of Ashbringer, just turning around and slamming into the back can cause fatal damage to the weak mage.
Aoni is also not a stupid mage who can only stand and cast spells. He has already prepared the next attack before the shield is broken.
¡°One is to change tactics at the last moment, and the other is to be prepared in advance.
The powerful collision caused the air to stir, and the separated figures showed the outcome of the battle.
The dead body felt no pain, but the crooked bridge of the nose showed the brutality of the battle, and the broken bones exposed through the flesh in the drooping arms further proved this point.
"Who are you?" There was a thoughtful look in the eyes that had always been cold, and it seemed that the pink fist had awakened the sleeping soul.
Mograine was already awake in this body. He never expected that the pink fist of the weak mage in front of him could be so fierce. The powerful impact was no worse than a warrior's charge.
Mograine became a death knight, but his combat experience and vision remained. The only one who can defeat Legend is Legend, but neither his appearance nor his fighting methods exist in Mograine's memory. That's why he asked in great surprise, "Who are you?"
Oni did not answer, but stood on top of the fallen Ashbringer, and said softly: "Xingchen will definitely like this weapon." At this moment, the memories in her mind were all of Xingchen's desire when she mentioned this weapon in the story. Eyes.
As a mage, he ventured into close combat, hit his face with his fist, and broke his arm with his staff, all because of the fallen Ashbringer, which was tightly held by Mograine. The hidden strength was exposed just to seize the weapon that the stars longed for.
"Is it a new breakthrough legend?" Obviously Mograine didn't hear Oni's soft whisper at all, otherwise he would never be in the mood to continue asking like this.
Aoni still had no intention of answering the question. The staff was lying in front of her and a new spell had been generated.
The dense fire elemental power quickly gathered in front of Oni, and strips of substantial solid energy were generated. The fiery red energy formed a magnificent sculpture in front of Oni, a giant dragon head composed entirely of the power of fire elements condensed into a solid form.
The huge dragon head was facing the injured Mograine like a truck. Oni's body floated up from the ground, standing on top of this energy dragon head.
"You are stepping on the dragon's head, you are" Mograine shouted in surprise as he looked at this quickly completed spell and Oni standing on top of the dragon's head.
Oni did not give Mograine a chance to finish his words, and the final stage of this spell was activated.
Dragon Breath Technique!
The dense and hot flame breath swayed out from the open mouth of the dragon head, swallowing up Mograine's figure in an instant.
"Frost withers away!"
"Frostmourne!"
Two voices shouted, and at the same time, a bone-chilling cold breath emanated from the place enveloped by the dragon's breath. Even the extremely hot dragon's breath couldn't drown out the cold.
"I stepped on the dragon's head. I didn't expect that I would provoke the dragon clan." A figure walked out of the flames of the Dragon Breath Technique.
"And it's also a legendary female dragon with a bad temper. But it can be used to replace Sapphiron." Another figure floated out of the flames of the dragon's breath and made a contemptuous voice towards Oni.
"Arthas! Kel'Thuzad!" Looking at the two figures, the surprise on Oni's face was clear, but it soon turned into a smile: "Welcome back to Lordaeron!"
Lordaeron¡ª¡ª
Both Arthas and Kel'Thuzad were startled. Lordaeron, a name that carries too many things, has not been heard for too long.
At this moment, Oni jumped down from the dragon head made of energy. The spell is cancelled, and the dragon head composed of solid fire element energy disappears. The dense fire element escapes, creating a environment that is very beneficial to the fire mage.A challenging environment. In such a density of fire elements, both spell power and spell casting speed can be very obviously sacrificed.
"It seems that you are not going to surrender. Anyway, all you need is the corpse" The great lich Kel'Thuzad raised the frozen sphere, which was a special weapon he made for himself after becoming a lich.
"Do you dare to touch my body?" Aoni lowered her head and picked up the fallen Ashbringer from the ground and put it into her package. Behind him, a dragon wing broke through the robe and extended into the sky more than ten meters.
"It's you!" Kel'Thuzad's tone changed, and he quickly tore open the portal and disappeared without a trace. All actions were completed within one second, which shows his fear of Oni.
"Why did you provoke a madman!" Arthas picked up Mograine, who was already covered with wounds on the ground, and also used Frostmourne to cut through a portal and disappeared quickly, as fast as running away.
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