Chapter Seventy-Three: Shot

The skeletal warriors who rushed up frantically and even crashed their weapons and were about to climb onto Sarufar's body and bite wildly, were immediately shattered by its strength, and shattered into wreckage in the air. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The corpses of a handful of orc warriors who are still intact have been summoned straight from the abyss of death by the power of evil dark magic to begin their assault on the Overseers, whom they once revered!

Sarufar, who was extremely difficult with every step of his advance, ignored most of the attacks at all, and often inadvertently swept and trampled on the war to bring the dead around him into the abyss again.

It had no regard for some of the bravest soldiers under its command who had pounced on it, and in fact, in the war, even when the last orcs fled, they were almost completely wiped out, and the leader Sarufar did not look back!

It roared and sang war songs, and while it set off a hurricane, it became a clarion call for the orcs to follow his frenzied attack, and a barrel of dynamite that caused the ultimate fear, only to realize that their brave war-singing Overseers had gone mad, and only a few orc veterans who had also drunk the blood of demons followed it to the end, falling on the way!

In the melodious battle song, where Sarufar is still the high overseer of the tribe, it is clear that he is a butcher full of killing and destruction.

The meteorite fell, easily swept away by Sarufar, who had climbed to the pinnacle of legend, and the exploding stones smashed to death the skeletal warriors besieging it around it.

A huge fireball fell from the sky, and with a roar in the air, Sarufar exploded, turning into an oblique ring of fire, sweeping away dozens of skeletons in front of him!

Wait until the last giant skeleton, dragged by Sarufar with a few skeletal warriors hanging on his body, and dash away.

The scarlet soul fire solidified by the Lady of the Dead Whisperer shook for the first time, and she was horrified to find that after the battle of the magic clock for two moments, less than half of the spiritual light points that were still connected to her consciousness were left!

This means that Shalufar alone has swept away nearly eight hundred skeleton warriors in just half a magic clock, not including more than a hundred giant skeleton warriors!

How can it be!!!

The Lady of the Dead was shocked, and what made her soul tremble even more was Sarufar, who had always kept a safe distance of two hundred yards from her, and at some point she was already less than a hundred yards away!

Twenty yards is the casting distance of the new mage! A junior warrior should snicker if he can charge eight yards!

Forty yards is the casting distance of an ordinary mage! A qualified warrior can charge nearly twenty yards, of course, this is a relative limit, the limit of an ordinary warrior!

Eighty yards is the cast distance of an elite mage! A high-level warrior charges twenty-five yards, and if specially strengthened, can charge thirty yards, or two in a row.

Two hundred yards is the casting distance of the big * mage! A warrior of the hero rank can even charge an exaggerated forty yards, or thirty yards, and charge twice in a row without special strengthening.

As for the legendary mage, ordinary spells can be launched from two hundred yards away, and the range of special spells cannot be reasoned, and the coverage area of the magic array can be so large that it makes people desperate.

A legendary warrior can generally charge sixty yards, or forty-five yards, twice in a row, and this is far from the limit of the legend, just the standard for the first time to enter the legend!

There is no doubt that the distance from which the warriors charge is shorter than that of their peers.

Even the strongest Legendary Warrior will not be able to charge across a hundred yards, and no one can succeed at one time, but they have a war leap, so two hundred yards is a safe distance for the caster against the Legendary Warrior!

Even though there was still a dense crowd of bone warriors between Miss Dead Whisperer and Sarufar, looking at the bones left all over the ground behind it, Lady Dead Whisperer had a long-lost fear, those subordinates couldn't bring her the slightest sense of security!

What made Lady Dead Whisperer's eyes even more tearful was that Sarufar, the peak of the legend, had not shown the slightest sign of exhaustion even when she, a legendary lich, felt that her mana was running out after fighting for so long. The momentum of the other party, after a long period of accumulation of fighting, has a faint tendency to break through the boundaries of legends. An illusory shadow looms behind it, ready to emerge!

"Keep attacking!"

An indifferent voice suddenly sounded in her mind, which startled the Lady of the Dead Whisperer's heart, and the fire of her soul trembled, instantly dispelling the idea of activating the teleportation magic and escaping, and at the same time feeling a sense of relief.

It turns out that he has always been there, that powerful existence that even the Lich King Neozu can subdue, her only king!

The soul fire in the eyes of the Lady of the Dead suddenly blazed, and some of the skeletons around her were coated with a layer of bright red!

She suddenly raised her hand, only to feel that the residual magic power in her body had dropped in vain, almost bottoming out, and even the soul fire instantly became dim, as if it had been drained of spiritual power.

At the same time, a scarlet chain that emerged from the void suddenly wrapped around Sarufar, who was a hundred yards away!

The out-of-control Sarufar, who only had time to arrange the war a little and didn't even see the last side of his only son, Sarufar, who hurriedly led the vanguard to advance, and the unstoppable Sarufal was directly imprisoned by the chains from the void!

The imprisoned Sarufar couldn't break off the chains after a struggle, and another war trample, coupled with the blood-colored sweep of thunder and light, emptied the surroundings, so that its unstoppable footsteps did stop, and the dizzy Lady of the Dead Whisperer breathed a sigh of relief slightly.

Ling Qi watched coldly, understanding that the Lady of the Dead Whisperer was actually terrified, otherwise her blow should not have been a scarlet chain, but a blood-colored spear!

Just when the Lady of the Dead Whisperer once again ordered her subordinates to attack regardless of casualties, Sarufar's momentum seemed to have reached a certain critical point, and this stop became the final catalyst!

Sarufar raised his head and lowered his head, the blood in his eyes receding at some point, turning into the deepest darkness.

His old face was covered with ravines, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, but his spiritual momentum skyrocketed wildly with the passage of life, and finally condensed into a little!

Its green skin had somehow turned brown, and now it was bright red!

It was covered in fine scars and scars, and the deep ravines on its face were like cracks in the earth, reaching straight to the abyss, escaping with a black ominous aura!

The true black qi rose from Sarufar's body, condensing into a face full of evil smell behind him!

"Traitor !!"

The huge demon face stared at the Dead Whisperer, or the existence behind the Dead Whisperer, and angrily spat out these two words in the demon language!

A storm full of pure evil blew, and the surrounding skeleton warriors who wanted to surround it seemed to have met a nemesis, and the soul fire in the skull was extinguished!

In just an instant, the Lady of the Dead Whisperer was killed and wounded, and that's not all, even her own soul fire was crumbling in the storm!

It seems that he didn't expect the Lady of the Dead to be able to withstand this blow, let alone use this method to attack the existence behind her!

The huge demon head composed of black gas, the hideous expression showed a little surprise, and finally returned to evil!

The majestic black qi poured into Sarufar's body, and the muscles all over his body swelled, as if he was rejuvenated in an instant, only his gray hair was full of frost in an instant!

"Dead !!"

Sarufar roared, but the sound seemed to be compounded, both from Sarufar and from the demon, Kilgardan!

Boom!

After the sonorous sound, several scarlet chains wrapped around Sarufar were shattered by the orc whose power was completely above the legend in a snap of his fingers.

Ling Qi's eyes were different, and although he found that he had greatly underestimated Kil'Gardan's abilities, it was still not beyond his acceptance.

Kil'Gardan can make an old orc burst out with a combat power comparable to that of a demigod in an instant, and can even kill ordinary demigods, but this can't scare him!

He's not a demigod in this realm, not a coward who has nothing but limited immortality!

The demigods of this realm are special, and the weakest demigods can be reborn with the help of the power of faith. However, Malone, a stag who is as strong as a guardian god, known as the strongest demigod, and is suspected to have become a true god, may not be able to really compete with the powerful demigods of the other world, such as Yang Jian, the warlord of the fairy world!

These demigods possess some of the characteristics of true gods in advance, but their own strength is limited to the rules of the plane, and they are not very powerful!

When Ling Qi came to this realm, he also had to abide by the basic rules of this realm, but he had the kingdom of God, and the kingdom of God was used to break the rules, and he also had the means to temporarily burst out of true god-level combat power!

Rumble!

The war leap, the war leap of the legendary warrior can properly span seventy or eighty yards, and Sarufar's war leap is even more exaggerated, breaking the last chain directly from more than a hundred yards away, volleying to the top of the head of the Dead Whisperer, and slashing down with an axe.

The Lady of the Dead Whisperer under the sharp axe was in a state of revenance, and at this time she had not even stabilized the soul fire, and after the final blow, the mana in her body was almost exhausted, where could she resist the thunderous blow that fell from the sky!

The crazy killing intent, the blood-colored light, even made the Lady of the Dead Whisperer suspect that if she was hit by a single blow, she was afraid that she would not even have a chance to resurrect again!

Lichs are indeed immortal, and as long as the life boxes are still there, as long as someone is willing to sacrifice their power for them, they can be reborn like demigods.

However, they are not demigods after all, unless their own strength also reaches the level of demigods, such as the current Kel'thugad, otherwise the life box is a tangible thing after all, which can be found and destroyed, and can also be destroyed by special attacks!

At this moment, the thunder that fell from the sky and could slaughter the gods made the Lady of the Dead Whisperer feel that it would definitely destroy her current body and the life box hidden in the Icecrown Fortress!

Unwillingness, pain, remorse, despair, relief, fear!

Emotions that the lich should not have, perhaps those that have been buried rather than completely disappeared, have revived.

At that moment, she heard a dragon's groan, and a huge figure fell in advance almost at the last moment, blocking her in front of her, and sheltering the pathetic lich!