Start As Hunter From Hunter World

Start As Hunter From Hunter World Chapter 1119

There is no doubt that the Hellfire Golem is a war machine developed by combining magic with the burning Legion based on fel energy.

They are simple in construction, very cheap to manufacture and have no intelligence, and will obey the commands of any manipulator.

In addition to the lack of pain and fear, it is the best cannon fodder for launching raids and tearing through the enemy's defenses.

Especially the hellfire thrown from the in midair can even cause a blast like a cannonball, while the green fel flame released will destroy everything that can burn.

To most night elf civilians, these massive monsters are almost synonymous with destruction and invincibility.

A warrior with a giant sword rushed up and tried to stop it, but was smashed into meat patties with a punch.

And this scene instantly made the newly born Tony Stark feel the despair and helplessness of the ordinary person in the face of disaster.

Because now he has neither the steel battle clothes he is proud of, nor the mage professional template that he bought from Alan at a high price.

Only a pair of simple leather armor, and a very crude-looking pig iron axe in hand.

He can guarantee that if he rushes up now, the result will definitely not be different from the previous warrior.

"Damn it! Is that what it feels like to have no power? No wonder those passersby look at me and the Hulk when they see me fighting, like they're looking at two monsters. No way! I have to do something ."

Tony Stark muttered nervously, while patrolling all around, trying to find something that could be used.

Although he himself has also learned some boxing and fighting, most of them are in the nature of playing tickets, and it is impossible to use them in actual combat.

To be precise, whether it is steel battle clothes or magic, his tactics are built around long-range attacks and fire coverage.

Although it occasionally relies on some pre-set programs to fight enemies hand-to-hand, those fighting skills are handled by artificial intelligence.

Looking around, Tony Stark didn't find anything useful in the end, not even iron farming tools and weapons.

Because of the unscrupulous abuse of the magical power of the Well of Eternity by the upper ruling classes, the high elves are mostly mages who use the power of Arcane, and do not need metal to make armor and weapons at all.

The lower-level ruled commoners mostly believe in nature and are members of the De Wang sect.

They prefer wood and leather to metal weapons.

So at first glance, apart from a small number of bows, arrows and lances, Iron Man couldn't find a single long-range weapon that could be used.

Such a weapon would not even be a tickling for the massive hellfire that burns with fel flames.

Just as Tony Stark was desperately trying to squeeze his smart brain to find a breakthrough, an older-looking night elf immediately ran from a distance and grabbed his clothes. The leader shouted: "Idiot! Are you scared? Quickly retreat with everyone!"

Just as he was talking, a hellfire fell from the sky and made a loud noise.

The demon army that followed the densely packed in the distance finally rushed over.

As pioneering hellhounds, they constantly fiddle with the tentacles above their heads to sense the possible existence of Life Aura and magical energy around them.

That mouth full of fangs is enough to make anyone shudder.

In the end, Tony Stark, a self-proclaimed genius, failed to find any way to reverse the current unfavorable situation. He could only follow the villagers and flee into the depths of the forest with strong unwillingness and anger.

For the people at the bottom of the night elves who believe in nature, the forest is their home and their last resort against the burning Legion demons.

Especially those wild Demi-Gods, each of which holds extremely powerful powers, and can even make countless towering trees come alive and launch a stormy blow on the enemy.

So this ancient war is essentially a war between the evil energy representing chaos and the nature representing life.

The titans were busy in civil war in order to protect the creation of the star soul in Azeroth, and have long forgotten their responsibilities.

If the opening of the Dark Portal and the influx of the orc army opened the era of mortal Sovereign this world, then the War of the Ancients is the beginning and dawn of the mortal epic.

After several days of running along the dark and deep primordial forest, Tony Stark finally followed the villagers to the temporary shelter built in the valley.

He stared at a group of creatures with a bear-like appearance but walking upright, proficient in using a language that he did not understand, communicating with sharp claw De Wang in the team, and then giving the Refugees with stomach rumbling with hunger are offered steaming food.

The large pieces of roasted rhizomes and mushroom stew greatly satisfy the stomach of everyone who stomach rumbling with hunger.

The only drawback is that it is too bland, not much salt and spices, not suitable for the taste of modern people.

But Iron Man, who has been eating hard dry food and sour wild fruits for three or four days in a row, can't care so much. He sits on the ground and eats whatever others give him.

After filling his stomach, he asked the villagers around him in Elvish: "What's up with these talking bears?"

"Talking bears?"

The older night elf villagers were stunned at first, and then replied with a smile: "Ah! You mean those furbolgs? They, like us, also respect nature and follow the way of virtue, is our most trusted ally."

"furbolg? so that's how it is..."

Tony Stark looked thoughtful nodded, while beginning to wonder about this world Interested in various forms of intelligent creatures.

If possible, he would really like to set up a laboratory in this world to do some more in-depth research.

But when he thought of the hellfire that fell from the sky, and the army of demons hiding the sky and covering the earth, he couldn't help shivering, and the aliens during the battle with New York The intruder made a comparison.

It turns out that the burning Legions in this world, both in terms of quantity and strength, far exceed the Chitarui people.

After all, although the latter has certain advantages in technology, the Earth government and the army are not powerless to fight back.

But what about the former?

Almost every Demon Lord possesses destructive power that poses a huge threat to this world.

How many Demon Lords are there in the Burning Legion?

The answer is millions!

So from Tony Stark's point of view, there is no hope of winning at all.

In addition to despair is despair!

He couldn't imagine how he could fight against such a powerful Dark Titan Sargeras with the power of mortals.

If it wasn't for Alan's own admission, the mighty Sargeras would eventually be defeated by mortals, and more than once, he would even think that the other party deliberately wanted to destroy this world.

Of course, unlike those natives who were full of fear in their hearts, Tony Stark knew he was just playing a real game, and even if the body died, it wouldn't really endanger life.

He therefore appears more composed and composed than the other night elf warriors.

Even secretly trying to use limited tools after eating, trying to extract some deadly toxins from plants, ready to smear arrows and other weapons.

And this composure was seen by some temporarily elected officers, who thought this youngster was a good candidate, and promoted him to the Small Captain of a ten-man patrol.

More than half of the high elves followed Queen Azshara to join the Burning Legion, so now the order of the night elves Spirit Emperor has collapsed, and most of the lower-class civilians who fled into the forest generally accepted De Wang and Wang et al. The leader of the wilderness Demi-God.

They are actively forming a rebel army, ready to blow up the Well of Eternity and prevent the Dark Titan Sargeras from coming.

In this time of desperate need, all night elves who perform well will be promoted quickly.

Tony Stark is lucky enough to be one of the few people who can break down the barriers of class and go from civilian to low-ranking officer.

Don't underestimate this.

Before the Battle of the Ancients started, many players who came to cross this step would need at least several years of excellent performance and convincing exploits.

But now, he only spent a few days.

Although low-ranking officers are insignificant cannon fodder in the fate of the Azeroth world, for Tony, with the help of ten subordinates, many plans in his mind can start put into action.

For example, he would take ten soldiers to dig some open-air minerals and magical plants, and extract some powder that no one else knew was useful.

The powders were then packed into airtight jars the size of human heads.

No one knows what these jars are for, but considering that it doesn't affect the patrol, naturally not many people pay attention.

Until one day, an expedition team consisting of hundreds of demons approached the refugee camp. As a result, more than 70% of the unremarkable jars were killed on the spot, and the rest were injured. The rebels who arrived quickly slaughtered everything.

Recognizing the terrifying formidable power contained in those unremarkable jars, the highest-ranked general in the camp immediately summoned this young warrior who looked a little different from ordinary night elves.

"Tell me, what exactly are in those jars you made? Why did they explode?" asked the female general with short silver hair with great interest.

Since the night elves are a female-dominated society, there are quite a number of female warriors, female generals, and Priestess.

Especially, the proportion of women participating in combat is even higher than that of men.

So it is quite common for women to serve as top military commanders.

"Uh...I don't know how to explain it, in short, there is something in those ores that can produce a violent reaction. I extracted them through the process, and then added some additives, You can make huge bombs with formidable power. Not only that, but these explosives can also be used as propulsion to make some easy-to-operate firearms with huge formidable power. I guarantee that they will never be much less lethal than those ballistas." Tony Stark explained subconsciously.

Because the female general had just taken off her armor, she was wearing translucent shorts and a corset, showing off her tall and fit body.

Some scars and facial lines on her face did not make her beauty lost at all, but added a wildness out of thin air.

For an old man, this is literally killing himself.

In just a few seconds, the lower body of the young night elf controlled by Tony had already set up a small tent, and the hormones were constantly stimulating the brain.

Seeing this scene, the female general did not feel angry or offended because of this, but the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, showing a playful smile.

I saw her slowly stand up from the chair, stretched out a finger and scratched Tony Stark's chin lightly, and asked in a slightly provocative tone: "So, this kind of Bombs can be made in large batches, right?"

"Yes... yes! As long as there are enough people!"

Tony's body tensed quickly, and he tried desperately to think. To hide the embarrassing reaction in your body.

As a flower veteran, he is full of shame for his present performance, and wished he could dig a gap in the ground to get in.

Similarly, his original determination to "keep his body like a jade" for Little Hot Pepper is also quickly shaken, as if there is a devil in his heart who is constantly tempting him.

"Very good! Then I will give you three hundred people now, and give you enough tools. Your task is to produce at least three hundred jars for me in seven days. If you can do When you arrive, then I will reward you well."

When saying this remark, the female night elf commander was full of hints in both tone and expressions.

And this suggestion made Tony Stark only feel that there was a wild beast roaring in his body, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

But the next second...

The whole person was pushed out of his tent by the female general.

Feeling the cool wind blowing through the gap in the forest, he shivered involuntarily, and at the same time quickly recovered from the state of sperm on his head, touched his cheek and muttered to himself: " Heavens! I'm just insane! To have such thoughts at such a time. To integrate into their lives in a mortal way, to become one of them, and then to influence and change everything around them with unnoticeable influence. Maybe this is What Alan wants to do. It's hard to imagine how people's mentality will change if they stay in this state for a long time."

I have to say that Iron Man is indeed the smartest on Earth one of the people.

I immediately guessed the intention behind it.

As long as this real game exists, the Guardians and residents of the Sky City, and even Alan himself will always maintain the mentality of mortals instead of becoming the gods of aloof and remote.

Because they have experienced the weakness and helplessness of mortals, and the fearless and courage shown by mortals in the face of life and death...