Chapter 384: A Thunderstorm Will Descend on Zuaman (Ask for Subscription)

As one of the four spirit sacrifices, Harraz has a very high status among the Amani trolls, second only to Zuljin and the sorcery lord Macaras, and now Talagaman actually opened his mouth to say that he is a low-class creature, so the contempt of the red fruit fruit directly made him furious.

Harraz is not a good-natured existence, Talagaman's contempt can resist him, he is not a cat spirit sacrifice, Harraz roared angrily and pounced, Taaragaman raised his sword without showing weakness and slashed, and the two powerful guys fought together again.

Hawksbill slowly pulled away the Sky Fire Eagle Bow, a translucent arrow gradually condensed, the Ranger King doesn't care what taboos you have to fight alone, he only knows that Harraz killed a dozen or so Silver Moon Ranger under his command, and he won't stop if he doesn't kill this big bobcat.

With Taragaman facing him head-on, and Hawksbill by his side, Harraz's threat was lifted, and the Silvermoon Ranger rallied again, raining arrows at Amani Trolls to bolster the attacking Orc warriors and Darkspear Trolls.

Leadlin chanted a spell, and a fountain of holy light spawned, the Fountain of Light. Treated by the spray of holy light, the Silvermoon Ranger quickly recovered from his injuries under the claws of Harraz and rejoined the battle.

Well?

There is a murderous aura!

Leo noticed that Leadlin looked at Harraz with a bit of danger, and it seemed that the death and injury of her own people had made the Blood Elf Countess really angry.

Harraz is in danger, and it seems necessary for me to get it out sooner.

Leo moved his finger slightly, and the curse of pain, corrosion, and the siphon of life appeared on Harraz, and the warlock's dark spell eroded Harraz's body, attacking its spiritual origin.

"You want to win by Ido?" Harraz roared, and the cat spirit priest was not worried about his situation, "Let you see the power of the hún of the bobcat." ”

One by one, the bobcats, which were as large as the tigers, were not as strong as Harraz, and they could not cross the battlefield where they were fighting, and they arrived in a large circle, just in time to support their leader.

"Damn, these damn bobcats can sneak."

Frelyn, who was fighting alongside the orcs and darkspear trolls in front with the Blood Elf warriors, cursed and led the killing, not without warriors to protect the Silvermoon Rangers, these bobcats numbered around two thousand, and it was difficult for the Silvermoon Ranger alone to kill them before they got closer.

Amani's lynx was very fast, and before Frelyn could lead the Blood Elf warriors to arrive, they had already rushed to the side of the Silver Moon Ranger, and nearly twenty Blood Elves dressed as priests bravely rushed forward and screamed.

Unlike Harraz, these Amani lynxes were not so strong-minded, and the bobcats that rushed up under the screams of the priest's mind ran in fear, blocking their companions behind them, buying precious time for the Blood Elves. By the time they were free from the effects of their psychic screams, a group of Blood Elf warriors had stood between them and the Silver Moon Ranger.

Harraz is an idiot.

Zulkin regretted that he had chosen Harraz and Nalorak as the four spirit sacrifices, the former being irascible and the latter being too dead-eyed. If Harraz could be a little more patient, it would not be a problem for his Bobcats to attack together and take out hundreds of Silvermoon Rangers. And Nalorak is even more stupid, just look at his appearance and know that he has been plotted, and in such a situation, he still stays to fight to the death with that paladin instead of choosing to withdraw, isn't this looking for death?

The shortcomings of Harraz and Nalorak were too obvious and too fatal, and the condescending Zurkin couldn't help but shake his head secretly when he saw the situation of the two sacrifices.

"Warriors of the Amani Empire, give these invaders a little shame."

At Zurkin's shout, a group of trolls riding Amani war bears galloped out, and nearly two hundred Amani war bears, whose size was no less than that of a giant grizzly bear, rushed into the battlefield with a ferocious momentum.

The elite of the Amani trolls, the Amani War Messenger, has appeared.

Unable to stop even the strong physique of an orc warrior, the Orc and Darkspear Trolls were forced through several gaps, and the Amani Trolls swarmed up the stone steps when they saw this.

Very powerful charging ability, whether it is the wolf cavalry of the orcs or the velociraptor hunter of the dark spear troll, they are inferior to the Amani war messenger in the charging battle.

Compared to the busy Itreig and Woking, Leo is idle, and has time to evaluate the abilities of the Amani War Messenger and compare them with those of other troops.

The Amani trolls have limited food and can't feed too many war bears, which leads to the small number of Amani war messengers, if this battle is carried out on open terrain, these two hundred war bears are not too threatening, but on the limited range of stone steps, they cause a lot of trouble for orcs and dark spear trolls.

The sound of a strong wind sounded, and it rained in the sky, a heavy rain of stone axes.

A large group of Amani axe throwers condescendingly threw stone axes at orcs and darkspear trolls, stone axes were far more lethal than arrows, and if you were hit in the head, whether you were an orc or a darkspear troll, you would be killed.

Itreg and Wojin had no choice but to let the warriors in front of them step back a distance, avoiding the sharp aura of Amani's trolls.

Bake! Bake! ……

Suddenly the earth burst into flames, and the ground was burned red with fierce and merciless flames, and the Amani war messengers, who were riding on the war bears, were torn down by the war bears, whose bodies were on fire and frenzied, and before they could get up, the huge bear paws trampled their bodies to pieces.

Oliphilos and the Magus unleashed a firestorm to stop the attack of the Amani War Messengers.

The war between the Blood Elves and the Amani Trolls has been going on for thousands of years, and they are very experienced in dealing with Oliphiros, the Amani Warbringer.

"Kill those war bears."

At Woking's command, the Dark Spear Hunters threw their javelins in unison, nailing the two hundred furious war bears into a sieve. Without the control of the Amani War Emissary, the Amani War Bear, who was struggling in agony in the Flame Storm, had no idea how to resist the attacks of the Dark Spear Hunters, but in a dozen breaths they were completely wiped out.

Abominable elves.

Zurkin hated him so much, if it weren't for the presence of ten blood elf magisters, how could the other party so easily destroy the two hundred Amani war messengers under his command?

The elves fell into the well, and they really deserved to die.

Cursing secretly, Zurgin's gaze drifted to Zuaman's interior, as if he was expecting something.

A cloud of red clouds enveloped the bottom twenty steps at the bottom of the stone steps, and fireballs rained down, and the Amani trolls, who had just driven the enemy down the stone steps, fell one by one in the rain of fire before they could cheer.

Warlock's Rain of Fire?

Zulkin was very surprised, even if it was a legendary-level grand karcist who cast the Rain of Fire, it was impossible for the Amani troll to die so quickly, it was not difficult to barely support the troll's physical fitness to run out of the attack range of the Rain of Fire, how could he tremble and fall to the ground as soon as he was hit by a fireball?

Staring at Leo who was casting spells, Zulkin felt that this human's spell contained strange things, but unfortunately he didn't study magic much, and he didn't see the trick in it.

Leo's Shower of Flames cleared nearly twenty steps, and Itreg and Wojin seized the opportunity to command their troops to fight again, and without the threat of the Amani Warbringer, the orcs and the Darkspear Trolls attacked again with the stone axes of the Amani Axe-Throwers.

A strange cry came from Zurkin's mouth, and the Zuaman dragon eagles, who were being played a game of chase in the sky by the four-headed bone dragons, suddenly turned around and slashed to the ground, and the dragons spewed flames from their mouths, targeting the blood elf troops fighting the lynx.

Zurkin had made up his mind to trouble the Blood Elves and make the Amani Troll's feud pay a heavy price.

The Orc warriors under the command of Itreg and the Darkspear Trolls under the command of Wojin are fighting with Zurkin's men for control of the Stone Steps, and they are unable to spare their hands to help the Blood Elves defend themselves against the attacks of the Zuaman Dragon Eagle, and the Blood Elves are on their own.

"Silver Moon Ranger, turn the target!"

The Zu Aman Dragon Eagle was killed, and Hawksbill didn't care about the lynx that was entangled with the blood elf warriors, and the Silver Moon Ranger targeted the Zu Aman Dragon Eagle in the sky under his command, and the King of the Ranger was Yan Jun, and he knew that even if he could annihilate these Zu Aman Dragon Eagle Silver Moon Ranger, the loss would not be small.

Originally, there were ten magisters such as Oliphiros present, and the blood elves were not afraid of the threat of the Zuaman Dragon Eagle, but the Magus had just cast a firestorm and destroyed the Amani War Messenger troops who destroyed Zurkin were in a period of magical emptiness, and the Magus did not dare to use alchemy drugs indiscriminately for quick recovery because of some scruples, which gave the Zuaman Dragon Eagle an opportunity to take advantage of.

Leo almost laughed out loud when he looked at the slaughtered Zuaman dragon eagle, and I said, don't think you will ignore me because you will spit flames, okay?

Indeed, Leo admits that the nemesis of the Poison Explosion Technique is the flames, and the poisoning mist of the raging flames cannot play much role, so the hand against the Zuaman Warhawk will not have much effect on the Dragon Eagle.

But this doesn't mean that Leo has no way to take the Zu Aman Dragon Eagle.

"Leah Delin, get ready to receive my second exchange for Silvermoon City."

Leo's voice reached Lea Delin's ears, and the Blood Elf Countess looked at him to see Flintag waving his scepter.

The dazzling lightning flashed, and the surging electricity like a wave instantly swept the rushing Zuaman Dragon Eagle, and the flames spit out from the Dragon Eagle's mouth were extinguished in the electric light.

The forbidden effect of a million volts made the Zuaman Dragon Eagle suffer greatly.

At the same time that the Zuaman Dragon Eagle was forbidden by a million volts, a strong wind suddenly blew within a radius of several hundred meters centered on the silent Zuaman Dragon Eagle Group, and a heavy rain poured down.

Flintag raised his scepter aloft, the top of the scepter flashing with lightning.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The roar of thunder and lightning resounded throughout Zuaman.

"A thunderstorm will befall Zuaman!"

(Thanks to book friends: in my last life, I was a cat's tipping RO@.)