Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 813 The Unruly God
Both the dwarves and the fire diggers were affected. When the dragon's sharp claws gradually solidified, the murderous stare pierced the space, and both the enemy and us fell into a long silence.It's not that the sound disappears, but that the information processing ability of the brain is occupied by another more magnificent and louder sound. Every hair and every piece of skin is responding to the coming of the high-level existence.

Veselge Fire Hammer was very excited. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to roar and gather his morale to smash down General Marcim's remnant soldiers, but he was oppressed by his breath, so he could only raise the hammer tremblingly, like a slow-motion shot Joker in .

The adaptability of the body gradually resisted Long Wei, regained control of the body, and the dwarf king smashed into the closed shop beside the street like a fired shell.He stood up with his hands on his back, the dwarf's porcelain iron wall caused secondary damage to the king, he took off the damaged signboard that was half hanging on the beard, and the other half was stuck in the human-shaped depression of the iron block.

Perhaps it is time to decree that the output of steel should be limited, and that the shopkeepers should set up their stalls in linen.Wieselge was distracted thinking about it, he lost a lot of blood and was in a trance, the wound on his forehead burst open again, and the blood stained half of his face the color of the beards of members of the Fire Hammer family.

This is bad, General Marcim adapts to the coercion faster than him and gives a heavy blow, the leader of the fire digger has a better state of mind than the dwarf king, which means he is mentally prepared to resist Longwei.The swarm exists behind.

The exclamation of the red dragon priest Freyheimer was not obvious, but the vision of the flame portal that was wrapping the giant dragon was visible to the naked eye.The huge amber-shaped energy cluster suddenly burst into strong light, making the underground world appear warm like the sun, and the roar of the giant dragon came out of it, and then all the dwarves saw a frightening scene.

The flame portal collapsed inwards, pulling the burly father of ten thousand dragons into noodles. The giant dragon whose body had been spiraled into a cone roared and stretched out its claws, preparing to use brute force to prop up the edge of the collapsed portal. But the flame is far from the space rift.Father Long was dragged back by the abnormal portal, and the last breath of the dragon's fury bombarded the top of the underground world, blasting out fireworks of rubble.

The father of ten thousand dragons was exiled to the elemental plane.

In the deep darkness at the entrance of the Maconport dungeon, several shriveled fire digger shamans put down the instruments in their hands.In the rune array outlined by the remnant body of the worm mother and blood, a spark element was restrained, and the flame seemed to be sick, with a sluggish look.

"Fortunately, the divine substance left in the body of the Zerg Mother can barely exile the cross-boundary God of Betrayal." The Zerg Shaman secretly rejoiced that the Fire Digger had already prepared to seal this space and expel all foreign aid from the enemy. Prepare.The Dwarven Aspects were their intended target, but intelligence from the Mind Flayers made them more cautious, and they hit the wrong target.

The dragon's accident was a big blow to McKenbert's defenders. It's hard for Veselge to forget the special sound that General Marcim made at that time. His insect wings vibrated and knocked under the sheath. Sound, the jagged mouthparts match the rhythm every word.The leader of the fire diggers was a little proud, and there was also hatred caused by jealousy.

"Master to master, servant to servant. Don't you think it's fair, beloved of God. Don't be clever, dwarf king."

Rolling sideways to avoid the jumping chop of the scythe claws, Veselge raised the flame hammer to block Marcim's other sweep, he took off with one leg, and the red dragon hammer held in his right hand drew an arc in the air and bombarded the firedigger on the breastplate.The flame of life exploded in the center of both sides, burning the exoskeleton of the beetle and the wound on the dwarf king's body. The life force poured down made Veselge feel better. He stared at the tall enemy and put on a posture.

"Smart? My dragon gave the dwarves the miracle of the flame of life. You can interfere with the portal, but you can't break our connection with the red dragon. She looks after us, and the dwarves will respond to her."

The twin hammers erupted into flames, and tongues of flame climbed onto Veselge's arms. The healing flames healed the dwarf's wounds, there was no stinging pain, only warmth.The flames enveloping Weserge's whole body condensed and formed on top of his head, and within a short period of time, the embryonic form of the flame element actually appeared.The flame of life tempered life in the hands of the dwarf Wesselg, a burning goat spirit.

Connected with each other, Veselge quickly understood the spirit of the goat.He charged at Marcim again, caught the firedigger's scythe, and shouted, "Fuck him! Neo!"

The flame passed through the dwarf's body like a phantom, solidified on the chest, and made a loud bang on the firedigger's breastplate.General Marcim leaned back, staggered back, and looked at the crack on his chest.

"Attack, unstoppable?"

The advantage of the dwarf king encouraged the dwarves to fight fiercely. It was not difficult for these blacksmiths to shape the spirit of flames. For a while, McKenbert doubled his troops, and even some experienced life warlords created two life spirits.The dragon king's squatting did not hit the dwarf's confidence, or in other words, hit the dwarf's confidence in the red dragon Immelt.

After a few rounds, General Marcim was covered in cuts and bruises, and his breastplate had several obvious cracks and was completely black.As for Wieselg, the scars left by his severed limbs have already healed.

The king of the dwarves is a superb blacksmith, he has a lot of experience in blacksmithing, and he also knows how to destroy it.The tough exoskeleton of General Marcim was the same in his eyes.

Just a little bit, he thought.Marcim's attack was no longer harsh, and his left scythe was more defensive, protecting the net-shaped cracks on his chest, the result of Wieselge's multiple strikes.

The burly fire digger was a little funny in the dwarf's mind at this moment. He smiled, greeted his flame spirit, and rushed forward.

The same routine, as a dozen times before, restrained Marcim's footsteps, used a weapon to support his blade foot, and the spirit of flame struck.

Marcim gave up one of his front legs and slashed back with the scythe to cut the flames.The flame spirit's burning eyes seemed to be taunting him, and the scattered flames condensed again, and hit hard at that key position.

Click, a gap appeared in the outer shell, and the spirit of flame drilled in along the crack.General Marcim suddenly started to burn, turning into a whole roasted worm.The outer shell is extremely resistant, but the inside is fragile and soft.Soon the firedigger was crouching on the ground, the beautiful shell turning charred from the inside out.

The dwarf king looked at the extinguished fire, "Did you win?"

A voice in the ashes denied him.The scorched shell was broken, and General Marcim was reborn from the ashes. His eyes were still fierce, and there was a beautiful circle of fire patterns on the surface of the brand new exoskeleton.

Without hesitation, Veselge attacked again, but this time, the fire digger had no defense.

With the sickle blade retracted in front of his chest, General Marcim walked out gracefully, as if attending a banquet.His gown was in perfect condition, as fine as new.

"Multiple layers of armor, this is the alienation given to me by the Great Lord. Under my armor, new armor is cast. Your attacks, your flames, will become the best anvils for my new body."

General Marcim opened his arms and threw himself at the dwarf king.

"Compared with the Lord's gift, see how weak the dragon's blessing is!"

At the last moment, the unavoidable Wesserge was pushed away by Captain Paul who was slag from the furnace, and Captain Paul was pinched by those ferocious sickle limbs and held in the arms of General Marcim.

The pity in the fire digger's eyes dissipated in an instant.He bowed his waist and sent Captain Paul to the gathered blade feet. The resistance of the dwarves and the flames was of no avail. Under the gaze of all the dwarves, General Marcim curled up into a ball.

"The flame will heal your wounds? Will it burn out a brand new dwarf? I will eat his flesh and bones bit by bit, and let you disappear from this world by eating."

The way of fighting has changed.The swarm seemed to share the talent of General Marcim. They put on stronger bodies, grabbed the nearby dwarves and began to curl up. The sound of gnawing insects and the painful cries of dwarf soldiers gave Vesselg's defenders a sense of wonder. on the haze.

The fire digger's shell jingled, but they could only watch blood oozing from the cracks in the shell, and the screams gradually disappeared.

The soldiers were a little confused.

"Garden Baron! What are you doing!" Wieselg watched in horror as the tall elemental lord squeezed half his body into the gap between General Marcim's body. The elemental lord is the most powerful flame, and stuffing it into a small space is just a matter of time. meeting……

explosion.

General Marcim's worm ball unfolded, and the re-stretched elemental lord held a solitary head in the hand of the remaining Captain Paul.

"This is Paul's choice, and I respect his will." When he was dying, Paul communicated with the elemental lord and asked him to detonate his physical body.It was Paul's decision to stop the torment of the fire diggers and keep the morale of the dwarven warriors from falling.

"Oh, can you survive with only one head? It doesn't matter. The time for your wounds to heal is enough for me to capture the city, which is no different from death."

A large hole appeared in General Marcim's chest. A few seconds later, a taller fire digger came out of the wreckage, "Come on, dwarves, your nightmare will continue."

The elemental lord's blast wasn't enough to kill the firestrider, and the swarm would return stronger.

Wieselg felt a bit of ice-cold, and Marcim's figure was like a icy cold wind, making the dwarf king's heart tremble.

Fire rained down from the sky, and every falling flint seemed to ignite the city-state of steel. The dragon's family looked up blankly and saw their spiritual totem.

The energy was surging, and the Garden Baron suddenly felt at home. The abundant energy seemed to be omnipotent. The complete flame lord was just about to feed the worms some more ruthless food. He raised his head to the sky, and the elemental lord was so scared that he almost turned off the flame.

Dangerous active volcanoes and raging magma rivers are hung upside down in the sky of the underground city of McKenbert, and wild flame elements are waving their teeth and claws in the air.

It seems that there is a transparent film separating the flaming doom in the sky from the dwarven city.

It also cuts off the crazy and violent father of the Dragon Clan who turned his anger into reality in the center.As he roared, the volcano erupted and rained fire and bombarded the city, and those flaming elements avoided him and tried to get close to him.

He is back again.

The doomsday of natural disasters hangs over the heads of all living beings.

The one who descends here is the father of the flame dragon, the elemental invader, the giant dragon Yemotar.

(End of this chapter)