Stormwind God

Who?

who is it?

Who can beat a wizard who rises to the peak of Huiyue like a rocket?

In fact, everyone already has the answer, but everyone just doesn't want to admit that a rising human power was defeated by a stronger and more evil being at the moment when he reached his new peak.

Two hundred meters away from the city wall, a lich in luxurious clothes, a red gold-encrusted robe incompatible with the blizzard, declared his identity as the sun king Anastrian * Sunstrider!

The sentence itself contained an endless cold voice that spread throughout the battlefield: "Are the peaks of Huiyue? Really a good seed. Or do you deserve to be a disciple of Duke Marcus? Hehe ... precisely because of this, I even want to ruin you! "

Anastrian opened his arms, and the fiery robe was like a huge, bleeding heart, stimulating the optic nerve of every living person.

"Ahem!" Ronin covered his shoulders and struggled up from the ground in pain. He is not a Master of Frost, nor does he have an [Ice Barrier] that can resist higher magical damage. The Arcane Master's weaker survivability is exposed at this moment.

He tried to organize a counterattack, but the severe pain from his shoulders and the chaos from the magic loop made him release the seal for the first time, showing his powerful Ronin in front of the world to understand that he was in a desperate situation.

The veteran sunburst is indeed beyond the imagination of mortals.

Ignoring Ronin's response, Anastrian said to himself: "Duke ... what a nasty name. Put the Union's shackles on the neck of the high elves and put the noble The elf became a slave to his ambitions! Then he took away my only child, Kael'thas, by himself. Duke's sin was so deep, even if he took his soul out and burned it with the fire of his soul For years, I cannot let go of my heart's hatred. "

The magic power that is so large that almost condenses the air in the surrounding space is undulating within hundreds of meters. The horror magic that is enough to make every mage despair, just feel it, there is a sense of dyspnea, let alone fight it.

Ronin struggled to stand up, he did not back down. Because backtracking is meaningless.

At this moment, a fiery female figure stood in front of him, Bridget Abidis!

"you……"

"I pulled you to charge! At least if it fails, I should accompany you!" The knight said coldly, talking about the heavy topic.

"Hehehe! What a beautiful friendship, or love?" Anastrian's face was cold, and then a more elusive and meaningful evil smile bloomed: "If you turn the general Abiddi Steve's only daughter and Marcus's disciples became undead together. Just thinking about their expressions, I already thought it would be very interesting! "

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

"Hey! If you take off the skull of the famous Sun King and hang it in the gate of Stratholme as a specimen with holy water, I will also find it very interesting!" A male voice came from far away, killing at the same time as the voice Yes, there was a rushing horseshoe.

One person, one horse, exudes a dazzling golden light, so from the towering Stratholme wall, along the long **** made of ice and snow, charged at high speed towards the Sun King.

Unlike the warhorses of the world, this holy knight war horse blessed by the Holy Light cannot be overstated. Its speed is so fast that it left a golden ghost image where the horse ran, and each ghost image can be kept in the air for two or three seconds. It looks like there is a strip of light, extending from the city wall to the place where the sun king is located.

The horse ran wildly, chopping sideways.

I have used it countless times, and I have killed many innocent blows of orcs, and they were easily flashed. The only thing that hit the hammer was the phantom of the Sun King.

After the flash, the Sun King, who appeared at a distance of 100 meters, remained calm. He sneered, "Saidan Dasuohan, you are not qualified to be my opponent!"

"What about me?" A loud scream sounded, and suddenly a golden hammer phantom flew in the air. This golden hammer almost hit the Sun King, and it was flashed away.

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

A glance at Turalyon rushing out of the city gate, the Sun King's face had an unspeakable contempt: "You are not enough!"

At this time, a thunderstorm resounded on the battlefield.

"And I"

A golden light suddenly lit up from the left of the Scourge, and in less than a tenth of a second, the golden light extended from left to right at high speed. A ripple in the cold space swept across the battlefield.

Wherever they passed, rows of skeleton soldiers and zombies turned to ashes, disappearing silently in the void. The golden ripples swept through the thick earth, and a straight, sloping black line appeared on the white snowy field. The black line from left to right divided the entire undead legion into two.

Time seems to be frozen at this moment.

The King of the Sun finally lost his calmness, and he had to forcibly launch a third flash within a second. However, when his graceful and luxurious appearance appeared a hundred meters away, his face had an unspeakable look of horror.

He screamed, "No!"

Because the **** of his left hand were still scraped by the attack of the attackers, and were directly evaporated by the Holy Light.

Anastrian was finally outraged: "Alessandros Mograine, you're on your own!"

Arrived, of course it was Mograine! The army he led finally arrived at the most critical moment.

Unfortunately, even with his presence, he still cannot reverse the disadvantage on the battlefield.

[Flash] of the mage is too flexible!

The flashes of high-ranking mages are even more frustrating. They can use flashes continuously and flash to any place that is beneficial to him. And after their relentless and endless magical power was transformed into magical damage, the kind of continuous bombardment that even the Paladins known as Xiaoqiang couldn't carry.

The sneaky sword just now is already the best chance for Mograine!

Next, it's hard to fight!

If there are no accidents, the three Paladins in the league will suffer the slinging. All they did was postpone the defeat with a powerful light.

At this moment, with no warning at all, a golden imaginary hand suddenly appeared out of nowhere, grabbed Anastrian's body, and slammed the big Lich directly on the battlefield.

White snowflakes splattered, revealing the solid black ground below in a few clicks.

Anastrian's dead face with the crown above his head was just rubbed against the ground and rubbed hard!

A familiar voice sounded: "Oh, Sun King, came here to bully my disciples, you are really prosperous!"