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However, taking down Stratholme, which is most valued by the damned Lordaerons, will strengthen His Majesty's position in Anastrian.

Sienke was dismissive of the red-haired human mage who charged into battle until he saw the Marcus family's gold-rimmed badge......

Duke Marcus?

It's him again!?

Not everyone in the Marcus family is eligible to wear the blue storm badge in Phnom Penh. Only the core members can have Phnom Penh. The middle layer is silver-edged, and most of it is copper-edged and more commonly black-iron-edged.

The lich laughed, "Haha! You're that nonsense disciple of Marcus, right? Luo Ning, who hasn't been promoted to Huiyue for more than ten years?"

Waste Ronin, which seems to have become a common meme for both the Alliance and the Scourge Legion.

Thirteen years ago, Luo Ning, who killed his teammates in Dalaran and was forcibly whitewashed by Duke as a disciple, has long been regarded as a symbol of 'inadequate and shit luck' by countless envious and jealous young mages.

There was a twitch on Ronin's face.

Immediately, he saw that it was a rain of shadow arrows!

Black bullets of light pierced the snow-white sky, and with a fierce soul roar, it revealed his arrival to the world.

Before the black rain of light had yet to pour, the blood-colored crusader warriors who had rushed ahead had already fallen in pain with their heads clutched in pain by the terrible soul tremble.

All of a sudden, there were only two people left who charged.

Bridget, holding a shield and smashing into the bag of five Death Knights with no return.

A red-haired mage who maintains a caster stance at high speed while running.

Countless people, gasping for breath on the battlements, stared at this bizarre combination—a slender but violent paladin, and a burly but agile middle-aged mage.

They may have lost their ability to fight because of hail, or they may have lost the courage to stand up because of fear.

Even as they awaited the judgment of death, they did not prevent them from gazing at the last rays of hope that rushed out of this section of wall.

Is it a deeper despair?

Or is it a hopeful redemption?

No one knows what kind of mood they are feeling at the moment. I only know that their eyes are captured.

"I am Ronin, a descendant of Master Dalaran, the inheritor of Duke Marcus—" A shout of self-satisfaction was followed by a seemingly unremarkable [Arcane Missile]!

[Arcane Missile] - The most basic arcane attack magic!

70% of Earth Mages can play!

But like Luo Ning played so well, it's not that there aren't many, but no!

It's just an arcane missile, but others seem to see a comet that has fallen to the ground!

Bright! Dazzling! Full of the shock of tearing the world apart!

In the blink of an eye, the Arcane Missile seemed to split, and in the four directions of up, down, left, and right, four new Arcane Missiles appeared.

At this time, Luo Ning had already reached the limit of what a Morning Star mage could do.

The lich's face moved slightly, and the ghostly glow that flickered on the cloudy eyes seemed to flicker, but he still didn't care.

A Morning Star mage, even if he tries his best, is nothing more than a Morning Star.

The huge gap in mana density and energy level was enough for him to easily ignore Luo Ning's attack this time.

Theoretically!

In fact, in the next moment, something happened that made his jaw drop in shock.

Eight vivid magical hands appeared next to the five arcane missiles. This time, it was eight magic missiles that appeared, and if there was no error in the calculations, these eight arcane missiles would have hit him with a higher speed and would have hit him first.

This is definitely not the level of Morning Star!

Sure enough, in the next moment, along with the eight magic missiles, it was Luo Ning's surging magic power that suddenly soared!

One step, two steps, three steps!

After running three steps, Luo Ning's aura unexpectedly broke through the limit of the morning star and directly entered the Huiyue level!

And it wasn't an ordinary Radiant Moon level, and the arcane brilliance that overflowed from his body was like thunder. On this small battlefield covered in ice and snow, almost every inch of snow reflects the purple-blue brilliance of Luo Ning!

"It can't be—" the lich cried.

Throughout the ages, it's not like there hasn't been a mage advancing in battle!

Those are isolated cases, and most of the mages who have been promoted in battle have unsteady breath, and the sudden increase in mana power is not at all something that can be easily adapted to by temporarily expanding magic circuits.

Ronin didn't have this problem at all, not only did he run his circuit with ease, but he also seemed to have perfectly inherited the name of his master Duke's 'Hundred Hands', and more mage hands appeared in the air around him.

If the attack composed of thirteen magic missiles already looks like a purple-blue awl in appearance, then after filling the surrounding voids with more magic missiles, the missile cluster that increases the outer circle range and the number of missiles has easily surpassed the level of the arcane barrage.

It turned into a terrorist attack that was no less than a heavy rain!

In the eyes of others, where is Luo Ning's magic attack? This is simply a Christmas tree composed entirely of highly concentrated arcane magic and thrown in the face of the lich in one go!

"No—" The lich screamed and flashed, more than a hundred meters to the side.

Who knows, the Arcane Christmas Tree, under the manipulation of Ronin, accelerated further, drawing an incredible arc in the air, and blasted the lich.

It looked like Ronin used his small body to swing a huge blue scimitar with a length of more than 40 meters, and slashed at the dodging lich.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, and without any suspense, the lich was directly blown into bone slag.

Perhaps in the near future, he will be resurrected by the Lich King or the fallen Sun King, at least for now, he will not be able to cause any trouble to the defenders.

"Long live Ronin!"

I don't know who shouted the first one, and for a while, the entire Stratholme West city wall resounded with deafening cheers.

And while the Death Knight was stunned, Bridget smashed the head of a Death Knight into bone with a warrior's signature skill [Shield Slam], and knocked out the entire right arm of another Death Knight with a backhand hammer, killing himself out of the encirclement in one breath and merging with Ronin.

Listening to the cheers in her ears, Bridget smiled slightly: "Uncle, good job!"

Just as Luo Ning was about to say something, a change occurred.

Without warning at all, a thin finger with a golden glittering ring appeared in the void, and the icy cold light that bounced between the fingers pierced through Luo Ning's two magic shields at once.

Just as Bridget stared at in shock, Luo Ning's shoulder was shot through, and the long blood arrow shot out four or five meters away, and the huge momentum then lifted Luo Ning's whole person away.