Menethil's Power

Chapter 655
How to do?
Khadgar's thinking is extremely fast. In the past ten years, he has encountered countless emergencies, and he has dealt with them very well. He is already an experienced battle mage. Consciously thought that he was that rash apprentice back then.

He made a decision in an instant, and Medivh's reminder was obvious. Kel'Thuzad was one of the members of the Kirin Tor Council of Six, and now he has mastered a lot of strange undead spells. Even if Khadgar is now powerful It should not be underestimated, but it is impossible to defeat him in a short period of time. The only way is to win by surprise and use the blind spot of the opponent's thinking.

Frost condensed on Khadgar's hands again. The death knights who were Kel'Thuzad's guards hadn't suffered the slightest damage. If they want to deal with the lich, they must be dealt with at the same time, so...

The bodies of those death knights began to emit a miserable green light again. This kind of enemies with high magic resistance is a headache for all mages. Obviously, they just endured Medivh's arcane impact and did not consume any of their vitality.

Khadgar's target, however, was not themselves, but the ground.

A thick ice ridge rises from the ground, and then quickly grows into two intersecting thick ice walls, pushing away the few death knights gathered together - having an anti-magic shield does not mean that you can ignore physical collisions .

And almost without stopping, a dazzling light shot out from the top of Khadgar's staff, directly penetrating through the ice wall, and the target was naturally the lich who suddenly became alone.

Kel'Thuzad laughed mockingly. It was too easy to counteract such an obvious blow. He just wanted to react, but he suddenly let out a muffled grunt and bent down in pain.

This is the assistance that Medivh provided to Khadgar, directly giving Kel'Thuzad a mental shock. Although the Lich abandoned the mortal body, he still couldn't compete with the astral mage on the spiritual level.

However, there is still a thick layer of frost armor on his body. Most mages have similar resident stress defense spells, and they will never use simple tricks to perfunctory.The frost armor on Kel'Thuzad is extremely resistant to both physical and magical attacks. Since Grom Hellscream simply and neatly destroyed it with an ax a few days ago, the frantic Lich temporarily strengthened it to the limit.

It is impossible for Khadgar to break through such a defense in a short time, not even Medivh.

But what he has to do is not to break the defense.

The light beam that looked like an arcane shock was suddenly deflected, and the target turned to the ground under Kel'Thuzad's feet, and then the azure light spread, surrounding the Lich. This kind of light is very familiar to all mages. That is the light of the teleportation circle.

"Damn it." Kel'Thuzad only had time to say a word before his figure disappeared in the teleportation light. He was indeed "solved", at least it won't affect the battle here in a short time.

Those death knights hacked hard at the ice wall that blocked them, and they were about to escape, Khadgar immediately cast another spell to restore the ice wall to its original state.Before the anti-magic shields of these difficult guys are eliminated, they are obviously not the priority targets.

On the other side, Medivh had also completed his spell, and the energy of the magic net near this area gathered here at an alarming speed, and the entire sky suddenly turned dark blue, and the movements of those Void Dragoons all stopped, falling into In the seal that time stopped.

This is why Medivh couldn't help Khadgar too much, the entire sky was sealed, and the only thing the tribe had to face was the natural disasters and naga on the ground.

Talon Gorefiend's reaction was very quick, he controlled his mount to descend immediately, and avoided the seal, but he had become a bare commander, facing the long-range attack of the tribe alone, he could not fall when parrying, completely lost the previous ruthlessness severe.

Medivh looked a little tired. Such a large-scale magic net seal required an astonishing amount of mana. After being resurrected from the dead, the guardian power of the Natirisfal Council that he had mastered for thousands of years had been consumed by nearly half. .

"I might be able to trap them for an hour," he said to Thrall. "Time is precious."

The young Horde warchief nodded calmly, and at the same time fired a bolt of lightning that reduced a fat Stitched monster to charcoal.

"Brox, Varok!" He called out Brother Saurfang's name, his sonorous voice echoed on the battlefield, "I need you to break through the enemy's formation!"

"Never let you down!"

"give it to me!"

These two powerful orc warriors didn't say much, quickly eliminated the enemies in front of them, and approached Thrall.

Almost all the Void Dragoons are imprisoned, and the undead of natural disasters have no leader, and the biggest threat is only the Naga, and the direction chosen by the tribe to break through is their Harpoon Ballista position, obviously intending to solve these serious problems .

Vashj drew a bow and set an arrow, but the arrows shot were easily blocked by the Saurfang brothers with their battle axes, and the frost attached to the arrows could only last less than a breath on the strong bodies of the two orc warriors.

A trace of irritability could not help but rise in her heart. The enemy is too difficult, and it is obvious that Naga cannot deal with it alone.

Just as the Horde army followed Brother Saurfang to break through, Grom Hellscream took the initiative to slow down. As a veteran of many battles, he knew very well that the danger at this time was not just ahead .Retirement is a very dangerous task that must be carried out by a warrior strong enough, and he is the right man for it.

His attention soon fell on the only void dragon in the sky that was still able to move. Talon Gorefiend didn't dare to let his mount get too close, but he didn't leave, and always kept a close relationship with the tribe. The distance, obviously looking for opportunities to intend to do something.

Grom narrowed his eyes. Although he had changed from a warlock to a monster of the undead now, Talon Gorefiend's sinister and cunning nature hadn't changed at all. Obviously, it was impossible for him to have the idea of ​​caring about his fellow-clan.

He must be dealt with.

The Gorefiend was about to move, and when he found that most of the casters on the tribe's side had turned their attention to other targets, he drove his mount slowly approaching, and waved a dark green cloud.

The mist slowly descended, and the orcs who touched it began to cough, their bodies weakened at an alarming rate, and some of them even began to fester.

It's now!Grom had no way to help those warriors, but he had a more direct choice. An astonishing force erupted from his legs. With a sudden leap, he jumped more than ten meters high and grabbed the Void Dragon's hind legs.

The Nether Dragon subconsciously wanted to get rid of this burden, but it was too late. Grom let out a loud roar, exerted his strength again, and jumped directly onto the dragon's back.

Taron Gorefiend obviously didn't expect this, "Grom?" His voice was a little surprised, but the movement in his hand was not slow, and the bloody rune sword directly stabbed.

Grom turned sideways, using his thick shoulder armor to resist the thrust, and grabbed the scales on the dragon's back with one hand to prevent himself from falling. , the light on the ax blade flashed by.

The Gorefiend dodged away, and the Gorehowl was directly embedded in the back of the Nether Dragon, and a purple-black viscous liquid similar to blood splashed, and its scales were as fragile as if they had been corroded, without the slightest protective effect.

The Void Dragon roared in pain, and no longer obeyed Talon Gorefiend's orders. While violently rolling, it suddenly rose into the air, and was hundreds of meters away from the ground in an instant.

The two people on the dragon's back could only stabilize their bodies so as not to fall off, but the Blood Demon was more experienced in riding in the air after all, and at the same time his body of the dead could also escape the shackles of the creature itself, so Bigger Rom adapted faster. He snorted coldly and held Grom in the air. The emerald green life essence emerged from Hellscream's robust body and flowed continuously to the withered palm of Gorefiend.

"You obviously don't realize the seriousness of the situation, Hellscream, you have no chance of defeating me."

Grom only felt that his senses became incomparably dull in an instant, and a sense of weakness spread from the inside of his body to his whole body. The blood howl was stuck in the spine of the Nether Dragon, but he no longer had the strength to pull it out. Go out and chop into the head of the monster in front of you.

Could this be the end of him?
Of course not, Grom began to growl, as he has always done since he was a boy and now when he was in danger, this piercing growl passed from his heart to his throat, that power, that The power that made him kill powerful enemies many times surged from his muscles again.

For the tribe!

He no longer tried to pull out Gorecry, but directly used his most primitive weapon-his fist, and the force gathered in his forearm, and with amazing anger and determination, he punched the death knight hard on the head. superior.

There was a crisp bone cracking sound, and the blood demon and the black robe were blown away, revealing a body that was almost rotten into bones. His skull was torn apart, and after a breath, his whole body was shattered into pieces.

With a whistling sound, Grom noticed a breath escaping from the wreckage of the Gorefiend. He realized that he hadn't completely killed him. Death is a common occurrence for the Gorefiend now.

The strength faded and all that was left was fatigue, but bearable.The Void Dragon, which had lost its master, was struggling desperately, trying to shake off the burden on its back. Grom repeatedly punched it on the back of the head, making it barely obedient.

Thrall and the others are already very close to the target location.Grom looked down, realizing that it would be difficult for him to catch up with the large army, and he needed to find another way to join them.

Just as Grom was thinking, he suddenly heard a thunderous dragon's roar. This sound is so breathtaking that it can arouse the most real fear in the hearts of all living things.

He turned his head and saw a black, gigantic dragon. Compared with it, the void dragon under him was like a toy.It was the black dragon that emerged from the bottom of Orgrimmar and destroyed that city. He is flying this way, with flames behind him, and he wants to spread chaos and death to more places.

Grom was almost certain that few of the Orgrimmar breakout party would survive the dragon's arrival.

From high in the sky, he could see the magic circle glowing in the northern mountains of Azshara, obviously the teleportation circle that the two human mages said was working.The team led by Thrall is the hope of the tribe, and there must be no mistakes.

His gaze became determined.

As Deathwing approached, the power of the magic net that imprisoned those Nether Dragons also dissipated. The black dragon lord was somewhat displeased with these alienated descendants, and he did not notice that one of them suddenly flew to his side and his back suddenly Added a negligible amount of weight.

Until the piercing pain came.

Deathwing was furious, only then did he realize that an ant had climbed up his back and cut through his armor, which was forged from the source metal known as the hardest substance in Azeroth.

If he hadn't accepted Isaacs' void infusion to eliminate the hidden danger of his body cracking, the armor being broken would be a serious injury to him!

Damn bugs!
Deathwing was clearly no match for the Nether Dragon. Lava accumulated in the cracks in his armor, and then erupted violently.In the face of such a blow, Grom can be said to have no countermeasures at all, not to mention that he is already exhausted from the continuous explosion of that kind of power.The lava burned his skin, knocking him into the air, and the huge dragon claw hit him hard in mid-air.

Grom fell like a meteor, falling heavily to the ground, stirring up a large cloud of smoke and dust.Such a blow, such a high fall, no matter how powerful the body of a warrior is, it cannot withstand it.

And Deathwing didn't seem to want to let go of the bug that hurt him, a fiery dragon's breath sprayed down directly, but just as he enveloped the dying Grom, the orc's body was suddenly wrapped in thick ice crystals stand up.

Kel'Thuzad appeared, and he only rushed back after being teleported by Khadgar. Although the Lich was in a bad mood due to successive defeats, he still had to show a humble attitude, because what he was facing was death. wing.

"Dear Lord Neltharion, this orc is an excellent material and should not be damaged. Your Excellency Isaacs hopes that we can increase our own strength as much as possible."

Deathwing snorted coldly, since the Lich mentioned Isaacs very cleverly, he couldn't say anything more.

Grom's will was almost blurred at this time, and he couldn't even hear the conversation between the lich and the black dragon. He just vaguely noticed that there seemed to be no movement in the southeast direction, which meant that Thrall and the others had completed the teleportation.

That was enough, his sacrifice was meaningful, Grom Hellscream had made a huge mistake before, but now he used his own life to make up for it, and his glory was not tarnished in the slightest.

Tribes... never die...

(End of this chapter)