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Volume 2 Travel Notes on the Eastern Kingdom Chapter 401 Is it too late to book Goldfinger now?

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    The bone spear was as powerful as lightning, but it failed to accomplish anything.  ¡¾

    A long sword easily splits the target in two before it hits the target.

    The sword of the tide.

    As one of the symbols of the royal power of Kul Tiras, this legendary sword of the king that can evoke the power of wind waves and tides is naturally extraordinary.

    Even with the great power of Old Tang, the bone spear with its ear-piercing sound could easily penetrate several layers of heavy armor, but the material limitations forced it to fail in front of this legendary weapon.  .

    What's more, the strength of the person holding the sword has reached its peak, and the decades of mutual fame have not tarnished its reputation in the slightest.

    Ignoring the previous vigorous blow, Goode, who landed on the ground, ripped off the skeletal war horse of a death knight who rushed forward, then snatched the rune sword from his hand, and killed the knight with a slash of his hand.  The head of the death knight, with his left hand, swung the headless body to the side and knocked over several undead natural disasters that rushed forward. He roared and charged forward again.

    The ferocious Old Tang was like an unreasonable tank that rolled over the enemies blocking the charge, tearing open a gaping hole covered with flesh and mutilated limbs among the ghouls that surrounded him.  .  But correspondingly, Old Tang, who had lost the protection of his armor, was also left with bloody wounds on his body by the overwhelming ghouls.

    Daelin Proudmoore¡¯s undead army is not only huge in number, but also extremely elite in combat effectiveness.  Every time he advanced for a short period, Old Tang would receive several or even a dozen new wounds on his body, and the monster-level physique of the hero-level warrior allowed these seemingly ferocious wounds to stop bleeding, scarring, and scarring within a dozen breaths of time.  Recover as before.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Just like this, it¡¯s just a 100-meter-long charge.  The Tauren Overseer's body was covered in blood.  It's almost impossible to see the real face clearly.

    But the ferocious old Tang didn't care about it.  A pair of eyes full of hatred stared at the figure sitting on the skeletal horse across the thousands of undead blocking the road in front of him. Endless anger was rolling and stirring in Old Tang's chest!

    Just like Dailin Proudmoore said, Old Tang's thinking of not caring about the casualties of others but trying to keep his own people safe is indeed shameless and ridiculous, and also selfish and ridiculous.  But who in this world is not selfishly fighting for their own lives and those around them?  How many people can truly treat everyone equally?

    The less than a hundred yak warriors were already the only survivors of the more than 3,000 troops that had been cut off.  He originally thought that he could finally lead them to escape, but in just one encounter, he had already lost more than half of them, and the rest were just hanging on and almost losing hope of survival. How could this not make Old Tang crazy?

    But this is the battlefield.

    ??A place of fairness regardless of identity, race, or status.

    No matter you are a high-ranking king or an ordinary peasant.  When you step here, everything about you will be weighed on both ends of the scale of life and death.  In this place where only strength is valued, if your weight is not heavy enough you will only die!

    Now there is only one idea left in Old Tang's mind, to capture the heaviest weight on the side of the natural disaster - Daelin Proudmoore, control him or simply kill him!

    again!

    With the sudden advance of Old Tang, the undead natural disasters that did not know fear were turned into tattered corpses under Old Tang's hands, but in the next second, more walking dead came one after another.  Splashes of dirty blood, rot, and blood from his own wounds covered Old Tang's body. From a distance, he looked like a blood-colored demon that had just been born from the sea of ??blood.

    Crazy at all costs, the Tauren Overseer was like a killing machine. After turning himself into a bloody man, he finally pierced through the wave of ghouls - the Corpse Witch in charge only had time to release  The second spell was struck by Goode's sword and he fell off the skeleton horse.  In an instant, it turned into a pile of burning blue flames.

    Not far away, the undead swordsmen of Daelin Proudmoore¡¯s Imperial Guard.  Already prepared under the command of dozens of death knights.  Thousands of sharp long swords were raised with uniform blades, aiming at the crazy-looking Tauren Grand Overseer, like a hedgehog with no way to bite.

    Rather than wait for Old Tang to charge forward, the high-end combat forces of the Scourge Legion finally caught up with his progress and took action boldly.

    Lord Malogar, that weird and giant undead construct suddenly descended from the sky with bone wings flashing, and the giant ax of unknown material in his hand slashed diagonally towards the waist of the Tauren Grand Overseer with a whistling sound of breaking through the air; circle after circle.  Sharp thorns suddenly shot out from the ice field at Old Tang's feet and struck straight at Old Tang's lower body. At the same time,The crypt lord, whose identity Old Tang had not recognized, had quietly emerged from the ground behind Old Tang. Balls of sticky spider silk spurted out from its ferocious mouthparts, intending to restrain Old Tang.  actions

    "roll!"

    The tauren warlord in an angry state is definitely one of the most difficult beings to mess with in Azeroth!

    With a roar that sounded like thunder, Gud's Horrible Totem's legs suddenly stepped hard. An invisible shock wave spread rapidly with the Tauren Grand Overseer as the center of the circle. The sharp and strong ground thorns were struck before they could release their power.  The shock wave shattered it into pieces.  At the same time, the rune sword, which was already full of gaps due to the previous fight, quickly collided with the giant ax that was slashing towards the waist, narrowly blocking the blow that Lord Malogar was determined to win.

    Amidst the metal groan of the rune sword that was about to break, Old Tang stretched out his huge palm almost like lightning, grabbed the hollow eye socket of the undead construct that was burning with soul fire, and turned around with a powerful and heavy hand.  With a shoulder fall, the Lord of Malogar was hit hard towards the Crypt Lord who was sneaking up behind him.

    Leveraging Old Tang¡¯s brute force, Lord Malogar¡¯s huge skeletal body immediately turned into a cannonball and instantly hit the Crypt Lord who was about to dive to avoid it.  In an instant, the two rolled into a ball, like a huge bowling ball knocking the undead pursuers behind into chaos

    However, the crisis of the Tauren Grand Overseer is far from over.

    Countless lines of blood soared from every corner of the battlefield, converging into a filthy curtain of blood in mid-air.  Blood Queen Lana'thel stood beside Daelin Proudmoore, chanting blasphemy in a low voice and quickly under the protection of a group of death knights.  With the bloody queen's constantly changing gestures.  The blood curtain in mid-air kept rolling and condensing.  Then it was replaced by blood arrows all over the sky.  Like the sky and the sun, it shot towards Old Tang, who was constantly advancing through thorns and thorns.

    After all, the Tauren Warlord's day-walker part-time job is only half-baked. After several squeezing uses in the past, the Yang Yan in the body has already been exhausted and unable to make ends meet. He can't even support a simple holy shield.  In desperation, Old Tang casually grabbed a gargoyle that was passing over his head in an attempt to sneak attack and used it as a shield.  As for the blood arrows that were shot at other parts of the body, he could only muster up the anger raging in his body to resist.

    Fortunately, although the number of blood arrows was exaggerated, the power of each shot was not fatal to Old Tang's powerful gun after being evaporated by anger.  After penetrating the surface of the skin, it was blocked by the dense muscles.

    Although the nearly a hundred blood holes that exploded all over his body looked hideous and miserable at that moment, the severe pain did not subside.  But the Tauren Overseer, who had endured countless more painful injuries than this, still gritted his teeth and rushed forward quickly, until the gargoyle that was used as a shield was shattered into pieces by the blood arrows

    However, Old Tang no longer has to worry about how to resist Lannathel's spell, because seeing the array of undead swordsmen approaching, the most powerful frost dragon Sindragosa has already wrapped itself in biting ice.  Arrives from high altitude!

    A blast of frost that was three times as thick as Old Tang's waist came in an instant, finally interrupting Old Tang's seemingly unstoppable charge and forcing him to dodge to the side with all his strength.  Sindragosa's dragon breath posed a far greater threat to Old Tang than the combined attacks of several other natural disaster lords. Old Tang still remembers the cold and stiff feeling of powerlessness after being hit.

    But Sindragosa's long-planned offensive is naturally more than just a breath of dragon breath.

    The bone claws, as hard as Saronite iron, clawed at Old Tang's body with a cold and deadly force. The shrill sound of breaking through the air rang in Old Tang's ears. The dragon's tail, which was like a steel whip, was already one step ahead of the dragon's claws.  He had to hit the head of the Tauren Grand Overseer.

    In a blink of an eye, he rolled and avoided the encirclement of the tail whip and dragon claws.  After all, Old Tang was stopped in place by the combined attacks of several undead bosses and tried his best to resist, unable to move forward.

    But the offensive of Sindragosa and others did not dissipate at all.

    The powerful and heavy tail whip struck again.  This time it was still aimed at Goode's head.  At the same time, the crypt lord who had recovered had already lurked at Old Tang's feet. He suddenly burst out of the ground and thrust his sharp spear-like front claws directly into Old Tang's lower back.  The ferocious mouthparts brought an astonishing stench straight to the heart.

    "The trapped beast in a desperate situation is the most dangerous, and the same is true for Old Tang who is still fighting against the trapped beast!"

    With his teeth clenched, Old Tang, who was forced to death, staggered his body slightly and tried his best to use his left arm to resist the dragon's tail whip, which was as hard as a steel whip.  A sharp pain hit him, and the left half of Old Tang's body seemed to be numbed by the force of the collision at that moment. The left arm that was directly collided was directly dislocated and dislocated, and he could no longer use his strength.

    But this costly decision is not meaningless.

    Old Tang, who endured the pain and turned around quickly, used his remainingHe grabbed the two spear-like front paws stabbed by the Crypt Lord with his hands. At the same time, he leaned down, lowered his head, and exerted force with his feet, rushing towards the Crypt Lord who was trying to break free from Old Tang's control.

    Two horns as sharp as daggers penetrated the face of the crypt lord at a tricky angle. They avoided the carapace through the pupils and penetrated into the opponent's brain. Then the angry tauren warlord suddenly shook his head and smashed the ground.  The inside of the cave lord's head was turned upside down!

    With his left arm dislocated, his body numb, and countless scars all over his body After paying a huge price, Old Tang finally defeated one of the high-end combat forces of the Natural Disaster Party in an unexpected way!

    One of the five natural disaster masters who surrounded and suppressed Old Tang was eliminated, but the real dangerous person finally stopped holding back!

    Raising his sword and riding his horse, the Scourge Lord Daelin Proudmoore sat down on the reins of his skeletal horse, and almost stepped on a piece of skeleton to kill one man and one horse

    Before the sword arrived, Old Tang could already feel the cold and bone-chilling aura coming towards him!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!

    ps: ps1: There is a night shift tomorrow, so it may not be updated.  Currently, no one in the detachment is scheduled to work shifts every four days, so unless there are special circumstances such as changing shifts or taking over for colleagues, it should be three shifts every four days.  Of course, I will try my best to take time to code during my shift, but I can't guarantee that I can definitely code out a chapter. I hope that comrades can understand a little bit.

    PS2: I have already left the palace. Are you, the boss next door, also out of the palace to do some activities?
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