Who?

Who is it?

Who can defeat a mage who has rocketed to the pinnacle of the Bright Moon in one move?

In fact, everyone already has the answer in their hearts, but everyone just doesn't want to admit that a rising human powerhouse was defeated by a stronger and more evil existence at the moment when he reached his new peak. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Two hundred meters away from the city walls, a lich dressed in rich clothes, with a red gold-rimmed robe that stood out with the blizzard, declared his identity - the fallen Sun King Anastrian* Sunstrider!

The words themselves had an endless cold voice, which spread throughout the battlefield: "Is Huiyue at the peak? Or do you deserve to be a disciple of Duke Marcus......? That's why I want to destroy you even more!"

Anastrian stretched out his arms, and the fiery red robe was like a huge, bleeding heart, stimulating the visual nerves of every living person.

"Ahem!" Luo Ning clutched his shoulders and struggled to get up from the ground in pain. He is not a mage who specializes in frost, nor does he have a [Ice Barrier] that can withstand higher-level magic damage, and the weaker survivability of an arcane mage is exposed at this moment.

He tried to organize a counterattack, but the sharp pain in his shoulder, and the chaotic feeling of the magic circuit, made the seal break for the first time, showing his strength in front of the world, and Ronin knew that he was in a desperate predicament.

The veteran Xi Ri powerhouse is indeed an existence beyond the imagination of mortals.

Ignoring Ronin's reaction, Anastrian said to himself, "Duke...... What a nasty name. He put the shackles of the Alliance around the neck of the High Elves, turned the noble elves into slaves to his ambitions, and then took my only child, Kael'thas, on his own. Duke—his sins are so great that even if his soul is extracted and burned with soul fire for ten thousand years, it will not be able to drain the hatred in my heart. ”

The magic that was so huge that it almost condensed the air in the surrounding space was stirring and undulating within a radius of hundreds of meters. That terrifying magic that was enough to make every mage desperate, just feeling it, made me feel like I couldn't breathe, let alone fight against it.

Ronin struggled to his feet, he didn't back down. Because there is no point in backing down.

At this time, a fiery female figure stood in front of him, it was Bridget Abydis!

"You ......"

"I pulled you to charge!At least if you fail, I should be with you!" the female knight said with a cold face.

"Hehehe! what a beautiful friendship, or love?" Anastrian's face turned cold, and then an even more elusive and meaningful evil smile burst out: "If the only daughter of the great general Abidis and the disciple of Marcus are turned into immortals together, just thinking about the expressions of the two of them will already make it very interesting!"

A man and a woman standing on the battlefield were silent.

"Hehe, hey, if the skull of the famous Sun King were plucked and hung in holy water as a specimen at the gate of Stratholme, I would find it very interesting!" a male voice came from afar, and almost at the same time as the voice, there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves.

A man and a horse, emitting a dazzling golden light, charged towards the Sun King at high speed from the towering walls of Stratholme, along the long slope made of ice and snow.

Different from the war horses of the mortal world, this paladin war horse blessed by the holy light is not an exaggeration to say that it is a holy horse. It was so fast that it left golden phantoms in the air where the horses galloped, each of which could remain in the air for two or three seconds. It looked like there was a ray of light, stretching from the walls to where the Sun King was.

The horse galloped wildly, slashing sideways.

The skillful blow that has been used countless times and killed many orcs has been easily flashed, and only the shadow of the Sun King has been hit by the hammer.

After flashing, the Sun King, who appeared a hundred meters away, did not move at all, and he sneered: "Saidan Da Sohan, you are not qualified to be my opponent!"

"And me?" a loud shout sounded, and suddenly, a golden hammer phantom flew in the air. The golden hammer almost hit the Sun King, and then it was dodged.

The second flash in a second allowed the Sun King to easily dodge the second attack.

Glancing at Tulayan who rushed out from the direction of the city gate, the Sun King had an indescribable contempt on his face: "Plus you are not enough!"

At this time, a thunderstorm reverberated on the battlefield.

"And-there-I-"

A golden light suddenly lit up from the left side of the Scourge's formation, and in less than a tenth of a second, the golden light extended from left to right at high speed. Ripple through the icy space and sweep across the battlefield.

Everywhere I passed, I saw rows of skeletons and zombies turning to ashes, disappearing into the void without a sound. The golden ripples swept across the thick earth, and a straight and slanting black line immediately appeared on the white snowfield, and the black line split the entire undead army in two from left to right.

Time seems to be frozen in this moment.

The Sun King's face finally lost his composure, and he had to force a third flash in a second. However, when his graceful and luxurious figure appeared a hundred meters away, there was a look of horror on his face that could not be concealed.

He screamed, "No!"

Because, the two fingers of his left hand were still scratched by the attack of the sneak attacker, and they were directly evaporated by the holy light.

Anastrian finally got angry: "Alexandros Mograini - you are killing yourself!"

It was Mograini who arrived! The large army he led finally arrived at the most critical moment.

It's a pity that even with his appearance, it still can't reverse the disadvantage on the battlefield.

The Mage's [Flash] is too flexible!

The flashes of high-level mages are even more frustrating, and they can not only use flashes in succession, but also flash anywhere in their favor. And after their ruthless and endless magic power was transformed into magic damage, that kind of continuous bombardment couldn't even be withstood by the paladin, who was known as Xiaoqiang.

That sneak attack just now was already Mograine's best chance!

Next, it's hard to fight!

If there is no accident, the next three major paladins of the alliance will suffer the tragic situation of being hanged. All they did was to delay the moment of defeat with the powerful light.

At this moment, without warning, a large golden illusory hand suddenly appeared out of thin air, grabbed Anastrian's body, and directly pressed the Great Lich to the battlefield.

White snowflakes splashed, revealing the solid black earth beneath in a few clicks.

Anastrian's dead face, along with the crown above his head, was pressed to the ground and rubbed hard!

A familiar voice sounded: "Yo, Sun King, you came to bully my disciple, you are really promising!"