Part-time BOSS

"Adam, Lawrence, Robert, you're all out there you fucking bastards!"

"Get away you orc thugs and face the hammer of the King of the Hill."

"All the warriors of Khaz Modan who are approaching me, stand behind me. Don't be afraid or retreat. The power of our dwarves is invincible!"

"Hit me!"

boom!

The huge shock wave blasted away countless broken corpses, and Muradin Bronzebeard, who had activated his 'god descended to earth' state, stood in front of countless orc armies like a god of war.

His originally short body was now five or six meters tall, and his whole body was made of rock-like texture. When tomahawks and spears were struck on his body, they would fly away as if they were struck on metal, making him completely invulnerable.

Even the range of Muradin's combat skills has expanded several times.

A thunderous strike! Boom, the current spread along the ground in all directions, and the shock wave knocked back countless orcs.

Earth Splitter! Boom, with one strike of the ax, the earth spread out like waves, and the shock wave shattered the orcs in a straight line.

Shocking Roar—Ha! The orcs who rushed forward were shocked and fell into a coma. They were shot by the dwarf musketeers behind Muradin and fell down one after another.

Muradin wielded both a warhammer and a battleaxe, frantically slashing at these orcs.

Around the battlefield, there was a dense and dark army of tens of thousands of orcs, and seven or eight orc heroes and warlords, watching the battle that lasted for more than ten minutes.

Doomsday Blade (Blackstone Warlord): "Let me go, this dwarf is too fierce."

Iron-Blooded Warrior (Chief Wolf Warrior): "Don't be afraid. We have plenty of soldiers, and we will wear him out. This guy is an epic hero. If we take him, we will give it away. Even if he gets an assist, the plot points will definitely be there." Indispensable."

Ba Dao Qingwu (Ba Dao Chief): "You're right, the time for his ultimate move is coming soon anyway, let's see how long he can carry it then - Warriors of the Ba Dao clan, what are you waiting for? Give it to me !”

Another large wave of orc wild boar cavalry rushed forward. Muradin used a 'death metal spin' to throw out the ax. The battle ax rotated in the air, spinning all the surrounding enemies in half, and finally fell back to his in hand.

However, he was not a real god after all. The rock-like color on his body gradually faded away, and his body began to quickly return to its normal size.

Roar of Heaven (War Song Warlord): "It's our turn, right? If this continues, the nights will be long and we will have many dreams."

Ba Dao Qing Wu (Ba Dao Chief): "Why are you so anxious? I want to fuck you. Important plot characters like this are very powerful. I didn't hold back when I was fighting King Greymane, and I killed several people. , just wait a little longer, we can just go up and kill him when his health is almost gone."

Heaven Roar had no choice but to suppress the desire to grab people's heads and wait patiently.

At this moment, the King of the Hill really looked like he couldn't hold it anymore.

Without the hegemonic effect of the gods coming down to earth, under the siege of countless orcs, Muradin's blood volume suddenly began to decrease. Feeling the passage of vitality and the decline of strength, Muradin couldn't help but sigh.

Is everything coming to an end? Is this the end of my destiny?

I’m really unwilling to give in—damn Adam!

He let out a final roar and prepared to use his last strength to kill a few more orcs, but suddenly he found that the orcs around him had frightened expressions, and at the same time, the sky above his head suddenly darkened.

Suddenly he looked up and saw something falling from the sky.

The incarnation of thundercloud - the wrath of thundercloud!

A crimson thundercloud filled with destruction and thunder fell from the sky and landed on the pile of orcs in front of them.

boom! The huge explosion set off a cloud of smoke and dust, and the violent shock wave knocked countless orcs away. Even Muradin himself was almost buried in the dust.

The orc players watching the battle from a distance were suddenly taken aback.

Ba Dao Qing Wu (Chief Ba Dao): "Sun, it's Aidandron!"

Roar of Heaven (Warsong Warlord): "The guy who can transform into a dragon!"

Ba Dao Qing Wu (Chief Ba Dao): "Yes, it's him. Now we're in trouble."

Roar of Heaven (War Song Warlord): "So what if I transform into a dragon? We have so many brothers, we can't kill them all together. This will give us even more rewards - kill me, brothers!"

Kill kill kill!

As the players roared, the surrounding orcs threw countless javelins, axes, bows and arrows at the giant dragon.

There were a dozen more flame walkers, shooting bursts of bursting fireballs.

Murphy was already prepared. The moment he revealed himself, he activated the hurricane armor. The strong wind immediately deflected countless throwing weapons.

Those fireballs couldn't be blown away. Fortunately, the resistance of the ancient dragon's scales was enhanced, so they only lost more than a thousand health points in one salvo.

Murphy didn't want to fight. He grabbed Muradin from the pile of dead people with one claw and immediately took off to run away.

Muradin quit, "Wait a minute, my soldiers are still below, I can't leave them behind!" He said and struggled hard.

Despite his small size, Muradin's strength was extremely astonishing, and he was able to break free from the dragon's claws.

As soon as Murphy turned his head, he saw more than a hundred dwarves huddled in the corner of the abandoned military camp, with their backs against a stone wall for defense. There were many corpses of dwarves around. It seemed that these should be Muradin's last batch. The men are gone.

There are just over a hundred elite soldiers. Do they deserve to be so desperate?

Edandron (Storm Dragon King): "Damn it Muradin, I don't have the ability to take them all away! Leave here with me, this is our last chance! Just kill a few more orcs in the future to avenge them."

Muradin looked at the orcs who were surrounding him again, but sighed, "You go, Aidan, I will never leave my warriors to escape alone, Odin is on top, this is not the dwarf's way of doing things. , I will be laughed to death by Big Brother and the others, maybe this is my destiny - for Khaz Modan!"

After speaking, he roared loudly, and the dwarves also shouted after him, obviously ready to fight to the death.

Murphy was speechless for a while, this stubborn dwarf.

He turned around and looked at the orcs swarming around him again. There were tens of thousands of them, even if he was the BOSS, it would be a big deal.

But Mo Fei was not willing to let him leave like this.

It seems that I have to use bigger moves. I hope that the combination of big moves I conceived before will work.

He suddenly returned to his human form and stood side by side with Muradin.

Muradin was shocked, "What are you doing Aidan? Don't be stupid, they are my responsibility, not yours, leave quickly, don't die here in vain."

Murphy lowered his head and glanced at the dwarf, "I can't help it. Who made me be friends with such a stubborn guy like you? It's not my style to abandon my friends and run away alone."

Murphy said, pulling out the Storm Controller.

"Besides, we don't necessarily have to die."

Muradin was stunned for a while, "Aidan, you don't have to be like this."

"Go away, gather your soldiers quickly, and fight out with me later, before I change my mind."

Tears flashed in Muradin's eyes, and he wiped the corners of his eyes hard, "Damn it, I owe you Aidan once, I owe you once! Brothers, throw away those useless muskets and artillery, pick up your weapons, let's work together Fight out!"

The dwarf warriors threw away their muskets and artillery, took out their tomahawks and hammers, and those who did not have melee weapons attached bayonets to their muskets.

At this moment, the second wave of orcs rushed up again.

"Aidan, whatever you're going to do, it better be quick!"

Murphy turned a deaf ear to Muradin's urging. He held the sword with both hands and felt the divine power contained in the sword.

Aidan (Prince of Alterac): "The great storm god Anoroth, I summon you as the son of the storm. Please lend me your power to evoke the sacred storm and cleanse the world of those who dare to fight with you. A despicable thing to be an enemy of.”

He suddenly raised the sword high and activated the weapon's special effects.

Weapon Effect 1: Call up a storm (limited to once per day). Summon a small storm, causing a continuous blowing effect to small-sized units within the storm range, and a continuous slowing effect to medium-sized and larger units. You can increase the power and scope of the storm by consuming additional mana.

The wind howled and whirled, and the air flow whirled and roared around Mo Fei, expanding and turning bigger and bigger.

The orc soldiers rushed to a place dozens of meters away from him and stopped in surprise. The wind became more and more fierce, and it seemed to be mixed with some unexplainable terrifying force.

no! Not big enough!

It is said to be a small storm, but it is really small, with a range of only a few hundred meters, and the wind is not strong enough. It can probably slow down ordinary orc infantry by 30%.

Such a storm is not enough to cover their way out.

Murphy began to inject his own mana into the sword, and the storm began to slowly expand, and the wind became stronger and stronger.

However, Murphy's own mana was not too high, only about a thousand, and it was almost exhausted. However, the scope of the storm was still not large enough, and it only expanded to a little more than one kilometer.

Fortunately, I prepared this.

He suddenly took out Sargeras's Ring of Dominance and put it on his hand.

Sargeras's Ring of Dominance was rarely used and had already been fully charged with evil power. However, he was not prepared to use it. Even if he summoned the Rain of Chaos or summoned a group of demons, under so many orcs, he would not be able to use it. Being under siege is of no use.

What he really wants to do is use this artifact to enhance the power of the storm. Evil energy is the most primitive chaotic magic power and can also be injected into the storm.

Following Mo Fei's will, the power of evil energy was injected crazily into the sword body.

The sword made a terrifying buzzing sound,

The artifact is indeed an artifact, and the effect of 1,000 points of evil power is much stronger than the 1,000 points of mana that Mo Fei has.

The storm began to expand instantly, and an evil green cloud appeared in the storm. As the strong wind continued to spread, a terrifying evil energy cloud was formed. The scope of the storm expanded again, and the wind force became even more amazing. It was so intense that in the blink of an eye, the scope of the storm spread to more than ten kilometers. Even the Chinese army camp dozens of kilometers away could clearly see it.

At this moment, the Alliance and the Horde on the battlefield were all looking in the direction of the storm.

"what happened?"

"It's the right army. Someone is using some kind of terrible magic!"

"Is it the magic of the orcs?"

"It's a bit similar, but it doesn't seem to be the same."

In the temporary camp of the Central Army, people were whispering. Uther looked solemn, and Godwin behind him looked even deeper.

Who unleashed such terrifying power... must be investigated.

The tribe players who faced the storm were even more stunned.

"Did your sister make a mistake? Can this game still be played? This is too damn unbalanced."

"What kind of skill is this? A full-screen ultimate move. How can I do this? Damn it."

"GM, is GM here? Someone is cheating openly, some people are in charge but no one is in charge? Some people are in charge but no one is in charge?"

This group of orc players immediately exploded.

Murphy was also a little surprised, and the hand holding the Storm Controller was also shaking uncontrollably. The power of the artifact + plot weapon was greater than he expected. The terrifying wind of this terrible storm containing the power of evil power was astonishing, making the storm The orcs under the cover were struggling, and the tens of thousands of orcs were pushing and shouting, completely at a loss.

This super-powerful controller is really awesome, but it seems to make no distinction between friend and foe, and the dwarves behind him are also blown away and unable to lift their heads.

Murphy looked back. It was a bit troublesome to fight out like this, but now that he was in this situation, he was not in a hurry anymore. He was running for nothing. I was so awesome, so I just did it.

As long as all these orcs are killed, wouldn't it be considered a successful breakout?

As the Storm Dragon King, fighting in this storm is the home field advantage.

He suddenly retracted his sword. At this time, the storm had formed and there was no need to continue casting spells.

"Muradin, get you ready to leave. I will open a path for you."

As he spoke, Murphy transformed into the Storm Dragon King again and soared into the sky. The storm did not hinder him at all. Murphy's figure shuttled through the storm. The black army of tens of thousands of orcs below looked like ants in his eyes. Small.

At this moment, a message appeared in the private message channel.

Ba Dao Qing Wu: Brother Aidan, is that you? To save your face, give Muradin to us. The price is easy to negotiate.

I still have some impression of the domineering and ruthless Mo Fei. It was this guy who sold Hellscream's wolf cavalry army to them at Dagger Ridge. I didn't expect to meet him again today.

However, Murphy was not in the mood to reminisce at all. Brothers were not for sale.

Edandron: Get away from the orcs, how can noble dragons be bribed by you despicable lower races? Take your soldiers and flee from here immediately. This is your only chance to reap the mercy of the Storm Dragon King.

Ba Dao Wu Qing: OK, you are awesome, so don’t blame the brothers for being ruthless. Don’t forget that you are only one person, but we have tens of thousands of troops, and we can pile you up to death.

Aidandron: You mortals are all ants in my eyes.

This reply almost made Ba Dao Qingqing curse, saying in his heart that I don't know how to answer the question because you are so pretentious.

Don't say anything, just do it.

He nodded coldly to the warlord chiefs next to him, and everyone immediately blew the horn of attack.

The army of tens of thousands of orcs - moved.

Facing the attack of tens of thousands of orcs, Mo Fei showed no fear. At this time, he had already distanced himself from the dwarves. There was no friendly unit around him, they were all enemies, and there were tens of thousands of them, so he could trigger it perfectly. His heroic specialty——[Lonely Warrior]

Expertise effect: When there are no friendly units around you and you are surrounded by enemies (the number of enemies is greater than or equal to 10), you will receive an additional 5% attribute bonus. The greater the number of enemies, the higher the attribute bonus. , can be stacked up to 50%.

Your skills will also have a higher chance of reaching their power limit. 】

Generally speaking, the power of spells fluctuates up and down, especially for lightning skills, the upper and lower limits vary greatly.

But with the talent of Lone Warrior, it is equivalent to dealing the highest damage every time.

At the same time, Murphy also had——

Son of the Storm - 50% lightning damage increase,

Dragon Thunder Initial Solution - All thunder and lightning skills come with 10% true damage.

Thunderbringer - The power of all your lightning skills is increased by 10%, and when you fight in the storm, all your lightning skills are increased by an additional 30%.

With so many expertise gains stacked up, the power of Murphy's skills at this time has reached an extremely terrifying level.

At this time, Mo Fei faced tens of thousands of orcs, stood directly in the air, read the message, and began to use his dragon abilities.

Dragon thunder storm!

A strange crimson color suddenly appeared in the surrounding storm. The power of the dragon thunder gathered in the storm. The dark green of the evil energy and the red of the dragon thunder echoed each other. The scene in the sky was extremely strange for a moment.

The difference is that the green color of evil energy is more like a sound and light special effect, while the dragon thunder brings destruction instantly.

A red dragon thunder blasted down, and the dozen orcs gathered together were instantly reduced to charcoal.

The second and third dragon thunder fell like raindrops. Since tens of thousands of orcs were crowded together, almost every dragon thunder would hit a crowd of people.

Splash damage, conduction damage, every time the dragon thunder hits, the damage numbers are so dense that it is almost impossible to count.

The orcs below didn't even know where to run. They could only charge while throwing long-range weapons and firing arrows to attack.

But there was no hit rate at all in the storm.

The strong wind not only slows down the movement speed, but also makes the caster's reading skills easily interrupted.

Some shamans tried to communicate with the wind element to calm the terrible storm, but to no avail.

Looking at the killing prompts that flooded the screen, Mo Fei felt faintly happy in his heart, and at the same time, he also developed a kind of contempt for all things.

A kind of mentality that looks down upon ordinary people.

Sure enough... these tiny orcs... are as insignificant as ants in front of the power of the Storm Dragon King...

He thought in his mind and released the power of thunder even more crazily. His will seemed to be integrated with the storm, and he freely controlled the landing point of every thunder and lightning.

The orcs below were blasted into pieces, and the explosions of dragon thunder came one after another. Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and electric currents shot out. It was like purgatory.