fantasy reincarnation of warcraft

Chapter 183 Stone Demon
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"Ping pong pong." There are frequent handoffs between Ringblade and Warblade. This is Outland, and the two fighting creatures are the demon hunter and Maiev's watcher.

Suddenly, the demon hunter disappeared in front of the watcher. The watcher keenly felt the wind coming from behind his head, and a flicker appeared elsewhere. Sure enough, the next moment, the demon hunter's war blade pierced into the place where she had just stood. Location.

This phase of the battle is over, they are guarding each other, panting heavily, they have been fighting for a while, as the same agility class, especially the teleportation skills such as flashing and blinking, which of the two Can't help anyone.

Surrounded by the corpses of some watchers and demon hunters, scattered all the way to the distance, where is the location of the Hellfire Peninsula, obviously, one party is evacuating, while the other party is hotly pursuing.

"Sinner who is obsessed with evil power, how far is the power you are seeking so far from ours? Why do you insist on dragging that child into the abyss of depravity?" Ms. Watcher questioned.

"Degenerate? You don't even know what we paid!" The demon hunter became very angry: "Not everyone is born with the talent like you, I'm just an ordinary civilian whose family was destroyed by the demon, I don't have the blessing of the goddess, I also don't have a powerful druid talent, only by following Lord Illidan can I have the power of revenge."

"You did not get the favor of the goddess because your heart is not strong! The reason why you have always been a commoner is because you are greedy for the pleasures brought by eternal life, and you are willing to degenerate and do not seek to make progress. Watching your loved ones killed like a coward, all of this is your own fault..."

"Enough!" The watcher's words were harsh, and the demon hunter didn't want to listen anymore.

"You are not qualified to preach to me at all. Where are you people with power when the devil strikes? Where are you when your people need you? Now, you are still doing everything possible to prevent us from revenge against the devil. You obviously have Power does nothing, and I'm ashamed of you!"

As he said that, the demon hunter jumped up, his figure flickered quickly, and many afterimages appeared around him, causing seven or eight attacks on the watcher in an instant.

The watchman turned around directly and fired many blades, which only defuses the attack.

They have been fighting for a long time, and they know each other's methods well. Just when the watchman thought it would turn into a battle of physical exertion, an ominous aura weighed on her head.

"Go to hell!" The demon hunter's body suddenly swelled, and a pair of huge wings sprouted from his back, wrapping him up. When the wings opened again, the watcher seemed to see another Illidan.

"Pfft!" A huge figure five or six meters high pressed on the watcher's body, and the war blade that changed according to her size directly chopped off her head, and she died with regret.

"See, this is the pain I have endured, and the real power I have gained!" With a thick and echoing voice like a demon, this is the demon hunter after the transformation of the demon.

He looked into the distance, where his companions were fighting.

He quickly abandoned this woman and galloped away on the burning path...

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"Boom!" The terrifying force directly opened a gap in the Paladin's large shield. It is incredible that this shield, which has not wavered in the slightest in the face of high-level demons, can hardly withstand a blow.

He is a blacksmith demon from the monastery barracks in the dark world. His body, which is taller than a barbarian, is all made of muscles. That's right, his iron barrel-like body is made up of muscles, and the muscles actually shone with a metallic color. .

The paladin was beaten back a few steps, and the right hand holding the shield trembled subconsciously.

"Roar!" The barbarian's cry made everyone feel that some kind of power had awakened in his body, and then he rushed up holding the sledgehammer he snatched from a demon not long ago.

"Crack!" The demon blacksmith slapped him away like a mosquito, and the barbarian stuck to the wall in the shape of a "big".

"..."

Very strong, this is the strongest demon that Zhang Li and his group have encountered so far. This kind of strength far exceeds that of high-level demons, so Zhang Li didn't know how to locate him for a while.

"Super defense and super power." The paladin Osar whispered, and then the female mage threw a fireball. The fireball containing terrifying power was so fast that a clumsy blacksmith could not dodge it. The fireball happened The explosion, but after the gunpowder smoke passed, except for becoming angry, other parts of him seemed intact.

"Super fire resistance, no wonder, he forges iron by the flames all day long."

Seeing that Orthea's attack was ineffective, Anna began to condense the power of frost on the bow and arrow, and the frost arrow shot out quickly, hitting the blacksmith and turning into a cloud of ice mist.

"Ice resistance is also high."

Then, needless to say, Orthea summoned the power of thunder and lightning again, leaving only a small black spot on the blacksmith.

"Full magic resistance...it's almost invulnerable."

"No, we haven't tested the poison yet." All the staff collectively looked at the necromancer. The pale man showed a rare expression of embarrassment. He took out a dagger, on which a faint green light.

Well, he doesn't practice poison at all.

"Then we can only fight hard!"

Perhaps because he was being used as a test object, the demon blacksmith was very unhappy. He rushed forward with his thick legs upside down, but was blocked by Osar.

Holding the big shield with a gap, Osar retreated repeatedly under the blacksmith's hammer, in a panic. At this moment when he resisted with all his strength, the others attacked wildly.

Amazon Anna's piercing arrows only hit the head, and her crazy attack attracted the blacksmith's attention, but because of Osar's desperate efforts to stop her, the blacksmith couldn't do anything to Anna for the time being.

The necromancer's skeleton began to try to help the paladin share the damage, while various curses that weakened the enemy did not stop for a moment.

Suddenly, behind the blacksmith, the assassin lady suddenly appeared, and stabbed the blacksmith's back fiercely with a fist blade. The contact between the iron and the skin made a sound of metal collision.

It seemed that one blow was unsuccessful, but the assassin lady's attack did not stop. The mysterious power gathered in her weapon, and she began to attack crazily, attacking the same position like a woodpecker. The blacksmith soon suffered from pain and became angry. The assassin was about to turn around and grab her, but the assassin was too nimble, and the moment she sensed the blacksmith's intentions, she retreated decisively.

"It's really like beating a boss..." Zhang Li murmured, a group of people beat one of them, and he couldn't die after a long time. This is not what beating a boss is.

He also participated in the attack. The flying sword pierced the blacksmith from various angles. He had already exerted [-]% of his strength, but he did not achieve anything at all.

It's strange, this blacksmith demon is almost naked, except for a hammer, he doesn't look equipped at all, but he is still so strong, if he has equipment, it will be fine?

To be so strong without relying on equipment, are all the demons in this world so terrifying?

Fortunately, in his impression, there are not many small bosses like blacksmiths in the dark world, and according to his several attempts, he feels that using [-]% of his strength is enough to break through his defense.

After the angry barbarian climbed out of the wall, a jump attack smashed the blacksmith's head, and the big man's hard blow knocked the blacksmith staggered, which was a good opportunity.

Osar resolutely gave up the almost useless shield, and rushed towards the blacksmith with his sword. The holy light condensed into a lightning pattern in his hand, and the light merged with his sword, and then he crashed into the blacksmith's arms.

The blacksmith was knocked down, and with his short stature, it is estimated that he will not be able to stand up for a while.

Osar lay on the blacksmith's stomach, and stabbed the sword downwards forcefully, the tip of the sword pierced a little into the flesh, the holy light made the blacksmith's skin squeak, and bursts of black smoke came out, the painful blacksmith He grabbed Osar angrily, just like grabbing a chick. He strangled Osar's neck vigorously, trying to strangle him to death.

Osar fought hard while the others attacked with full force.

The assassin appeared in front of the blacksmith's head, and his fist blade was aimed at the blacksmith's eyes. The eyelids may be the only soft spot on his body. He had to dodge the attack here. The female assassin Hilda's attacks continued, and the blacksmith was quickly forced to block with both hands, so that Osar was free.

But Osar, who had regained his freedom, didn't have much strength. As soon as he drew his sword, he fell off the blacksmith because he couldn't stand stably.

But that was enough, the blacksmith's belly had already been slit, and Anna rushed forward, pulling out the spear behind her for the first time, leaping like an Olympic pole vaulter , A spear pierced along the wound.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)!"

Although he has not died yet, his strength has gradually dissipated.

Unless a creature like a demon evolves into a demigod, its essence is undoubtedly a kind of life. After being so severely injured, his end is already doomed.

Not long after, Zhang Li and his team sat around the blacksmith's body to rest. The greatest hero in this battle was undoubtedly Osar. His shield was broken and his armor was severely deformed. He needed help from others to remove it.

This was the first time Zhang Li saw Osar's figure. He turned out to be a rather slender man, but he was only supported by armor, so he usually gave people a mighty impression.

"Your equipment is almost completely scrapped, so it is impossible for us to move forward. It seems that we can only find a safe place to describe the teleportation circle and return to the camp for repairs." Orthea suggested this, and Orsar is The most important shield, without him, the pressure of others would not know how much to increase, so they all nodded in agreement.

"But before that, I'm going to cut off his head. I have a hunch that he will be a good equipment material." The necromancer said, but obviously he couldn't cut through the blacksmith's skin, so in the end this Work also requires others to do it for you.

Zhang Li was very curious about how he would use the devil's head to forge equipment, the head of anti-corrosion?But what kind of ability can a demon who can only attack physically provide him?Defense enhancement?
However, in fact, the necromancer didn't take a fancy to the demon's ability, he just needed this powerful soul.

In front of everyone, the blacksmith's soul was sealed in his head, and then he cast some spell on a certain iron felt for forging, and something jaw-dropping happened, the blacksmith's head in his hand opened its mouth for a while Howling, an illusory thing floated into the anvil from the mouth of the skull, and the anvil quickly deformed and turned into an armored warrior whose whole body was covered with metal.

Iron corpse! ?
"Our lineage can attach split souls to inanimate objects, making them our own puppets, such as the most common clay, flesh, steel, and even flames, but because this kind of spell is too cruel, I taught myself It’s the first time I’ve used it since I was born.” The Iron Corpse stood respectfully in front of him, and the necromancer looked at his work with satisfaction, his eyes fascinated as if looking at a work of art.

Aside from other people's disliked or curious eyes, Zhang Li was also very interested in it.

(End of this chapter)