Stormwind God

"She claims to be Sara! She is the messenger of Yoggsalon's will. She once claimed to be the so-called" Master's Messenger. "Freya, the guardian of the Temple of Life, said with gritted teeth.

Yog'salon's brainwashing is perfect. Even the memories of being enslaved are still echoing clearly in the minds of the guardians.

This is definitely a stain they can't erase in their lifetime!

If their souls are not solidified with the [duties] still more important than their own lives, maybe there is any guardian who chose to commit suicide to cleanse their stigma!

Freya's words sparked the anger of Hodir and Mimiron!

The chill around Hodir's body seemed to be a little bit richer.

Mimiron was more direct, and his huge robot was already charging. One hundred meters apart can clearly hear mechanical sounds similar to gears turning from slow to fast and accelerating.

"You traitors! You still have a face back !? Shouldn't you guard this great temple?" Sara spoke, with a magnificent female voice.

It sounds quite uncomfortable in the ears of Duke and others, like a male duck preparing for a concert.

For the three Freya, that's the face!

Hodir stepped forward violently, and his voice burst into thunder: "We are the servants of the great Pantheon Titan! Not your slave to the dirty and disgusting master! We will make Jugsalon pay! There is no you here Things, let Yuge Salon get out! "

"Hahaha!" Sara gave a rough laugh: "Humble Pantheon slaves. Whose slaves are you not a slave to? You used to be my slave, even if you broke free for a while, even if you brought yourself to be strong Companion. But I want to tell you, you and your little friends will be my slaves together! Hahahaha! "

Does she actually use ‘me’?

Could she be ...

Duke's face sank like water: "Yes! Don't take care, this woman named Sara is the incarnation of the ancient evil **** Youggalon!"

No one knows how many bunkers an incarnation of an evil **** is.

Presumably the guardians wouldn't mind, treating her as Yogg-Saron.

"Take the punishment, the incarnation of the evil god" Thorim, the most violent personality of the Thunder, first attacked.

At this moment, he turned into a 'God of Hammer', and immediately took the lead, and raised the sledgehammer filled with dazzling thunder, and jumped and smashed the hammer severely.

"Don't ..." Duke reached out to stop Thorim, but only said a word before Torim jumped over.

Nima! Sara is invincible at this time!

The impulse is the devil!

In fact, not only Duke, Freya's three guardians saw the problem.

The little Yugsalon incarnation seemed to be right in the center of the horizon, but she didn't even exist in this hall at all. She is more like a projection that exists in the real and unreal world.

You Torim directly zoomed in and bombarded, there is a fart!

Only Duke knows that Thorim is not only useless, but how can he help you!

The battlefield is centered on Sara's position. There are five green clouds from near to far, concentrically rotating around Sara. It seems that these clouds are nothing special, and there are enough eyes to discover that this is the exit of the five space channels.

"Torium be careful! Your presence will mark those clouds as spatial markers. It will trigger more evil **** servants to enter this world!"

According to Duke's experience in the game, if there is no Torim to do something, these green clouds will naturally produce Yugsalon guards. The first one is about 30 seconds, and the interval will gradually decrease over time. In addition, the player's step into the green cloud will immediately cause the creation of the next Yugsalon guard.

He didn't know that a guardian like Thorim would be in a state of horses when encountering clouds and fog.

The answer will be announced soon!

"Hahaha! Stupid guy, you really only deserve to be my slave!" With Sara's laughter, the five clusters of clouds with a diameter of more than one meter had expanded ten times.

From each cloud, a huge figure crawled out. Within a second, the body turned from a translucent unreal state to a substance.

They were five humanoid monsters with a body size of less than four stories. They have purple skin and explosive muscles. The body and lower limbs are still human. But the two arms are a giant octopus tentacle. And their skulls are unbroken octopus heads, and even their chins are a few small tentacles that meander and twist.

Duke's eyes narrowed suddenly.

Others don't know, but Duke knows very well that these are the leader-level monsters based on the [Herald Volaz] who guards the ancient kingdom of Ankhacht.

Originally, Sara could only summon the distortion of the guardian level, because the pig teammate of Torim was in trouble and went directly to the boss.

"Torrim, you've been hit by the clouds. And you can get the monsters you made yourself!" Duke shouted.

Wipe clean on your own ass. Duke was absolutely reluctant to let the league's strongmen take the shot.

It's just ... Duke didn't say anything, and something happened.

Thorim had lost his hammer. His eyes were completely blank, and he was covering his two temples with both hands, his neck and cheeks were bare, with a painful look: "Ah no! You can't cheat me, Shiv, she's dead!"

Duke's face was dark, and of course he knew that Torim had been mentally attacked. Yogsalon began to invade Thorim's spiritual world through illusions.

The ten-story giant, let alone go crazy, even shakes the mountain.

Duke can only roll as far as possible to avoid being hit by Torrim who is on the ground.

Freya's face in the back is not good: "Trouble is big! Yoggsaron is familiar with our spiritual world! If we get too close, there will be a higher chance of being brainwashed and then controlled. The speed will be faster than before! "

Over there, Mimiron's giant robot had already popped two palms as flying claws, grabbed Thorim's shoulder in one breath and dragged him towards the entrance of the hall.

Freya has summoned a cauldron that is half the size of a football stadium. Oh, it is a large well of wisdom. Strive to counter the spiritual invasion of Thorim by Yoggsaron.

Thorim's blue veins have faded a lot. As for his combat power, it seems ... can't be expected too much!

"Torrim, you ..." Duke was desperate to yell and give the word "waste" to the guardian of this pit father.

In the end, I only sighed: Torim, you're a shame, you're out! ——

ps: Christmas tomorrow, there will be Christmas gifts dripping!

Finally, Christmas Eve is not safe. According to scientific statistics, the odds of Christmas Eve and Christmas being fatal are quite high. Otherwise, there are so many children born in October ...

It is strongly recommended that you still invite Durex and other three deaths to keep you safe. Less life!