Mephistos' already gloomy and terrifying face almost contorted as he looked at the igniting corpse of Eledar Warlock, the Legion had never suffered as many twists and turns among mortals as in Azeroth, and the world, which they saw as little more than a speck of dust in the universe, had caused the Legion two major defeats. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Memphistos suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, the last time it felt this way, it was born when it first faced the being named Sargeras, that power that was beyond the reach of all demons could not afford to have any superfluous thoughts, and submission or death was their only choice.

The demons chose to submit, and with today's Burning Legion, they swept across the entire material universe, and no one could stop them, even those so-called gods, who were wiped out by the Legion.

And now, it actually feels that powerlessness in a mortal, no matter how elaborate the plan, it always seems that something will go wrong in front of this mortal, and then it will collapse little by little, until it is a complete failure.

Before you know it, this mortal has gone from being a mere ant to a stumbling block that can stop the Burning Legion's progress.

It suddenly became a little envious of those simple-minded demons, as they said, if the Burning Legion was not hindered by that 'barrier', there would be no one who could stop the Burning Legion, because they were endless! Not even death could stop them, because they would not die!

The jumbled thoughts swirled in his head, and Memphistos found himself distracted in the middle of the battle, and although it was only for a moment, it seemed to indicate something.

"My lord!" a Eredar warlock sprang out of the forest, taking the place of the dead Ereda, evil energy surging and the dark green circle flowing again.

"You'd better hurry!" the Dreadlord glanced to the right, and the troublesome elven ranger crouched in the treetops, as if waiting for the opportunity to attack, the white longbow flowing with holy light opened and closed from time to time, but the golden arrows were not coming at them, the trolls in the forest had already spotted her, and from time to time short spears and axes flew towards the treetops, although they did not pose any threat to the elf, but those trolls finally did one thing right!

"Hum~" with a soft groan, Memphistus waved his claws, and collided with a beam of light, the golden beam was much stronger than it imagined, and the other claw waved, the beam was finally shattered, and the golden light chips fell little by little.

The beam attack was summed up by Benny after experimenting with countless spells, and it was the most penetrating spell, and it was very effective against both spells and physical shields.

In fact, at his level, the so-called precision control energy has become another meaning, compressing the huge energy as much as possible and attacking directly is the most common and best means of attack, and the so-called skills of the game in the previous life are often just the characteristics of a certain energy, such as the erosion of shadows, the scorching heat of the holy light.

Only the Restriction and Control skills will pursue the precise manipulation of energy, but the quality of energy is fundamental.

Breaking the trick with force is the most efficient means of attack, even Khadgar does not deny this, just like Kil'Gardan, he does not have many means of attack, meteorites in the sky fall like raindrops, what can your so-called skill bring?

The staff kept waving, and the golden beams shot out one after another, Benny was like an accurate holy light turret, his target was those Eredar warlocks, although he didn't know what that dark green circle was, but from the perspective of its complexity, it was obvious that nothing good would happen to make it work successfully, the more complex the circle, the more powerful it was, but at the same time, it also meant that it was more difficult to make it work, and the more energy it needed.

What is the most commonly used energy of the Burning Legion? Evil energy? No, souls!

The trolls of the forest were cannon fodder waiting to be sacrificed! These trolls didn't know, or did Mephiestus give them some undeniable terms?

The staff waved again, and the Naru mark on his forehead flashed with bright golden light, making Benny seem to be wearing a golden mask, and the golden beam suddenly stopped shooting, Memphistus shattered the last golden beam, and the flesh wings behind him spread, taking advantage of the gap in the attack to disappear into the air.

The Eredar Warlocks are almost successful, it can't just be defensive, a powerful demigod, if he is given enough time to prepare a powerful spell, he can easily destroy this forest and the trolls here!

Sure enough, the mortal stopped attacking, and instead drew a circle in the air with his staff, and the golden light was like fuel being painted on the canvas.

Benny's left hand was attached to the mark on his forehead, and after five or six seconds, he extended his left hand.

"Light gives me a function! Make me walk in the name of light! Now evil is raging, destruction is coming to the world! I pray for ------"

The sound was like a bronze bell buzzing in his ears, and it seemed to be countless voices whispering in his ears, the golden circle began to rotate, and white runes flew out of Benny's left hand, floating like a golden circle of light, and the magic circle was formed in the blink of an eye.

"In the name of light!

A throbbing throbbed from his soul, an emotion called fear spread in his heart, and Mephistos in the darkness changed his face drastically, this is impossible! This kind of might------ how could he complete such a powerful spell in such a short time?!

I didn't have time to think about it, the magic circle had already lit up with a golden light that people couldn't look at directly, the entire space was shaking, and the divine energy in all directions was surging towards that magic circle, as if the magic circle was a bottomless pit that absorbed divine energy!

The forest was windless, as if it was afraid of something, and the trolls looked up, not knowing how to react except for their mouths.

A troll in a white mask bowed his body and quietly disappeared into the depths of the forest, the demon could no longer give him what he wanted, and a powerful god appeared in the human race, but Atalai would not be afraid, the glory of the empire would come again, but the time had not yet come------

The golden circle was already bright to the extreme, and then, the circle no longer rotated, but suddenly darkened, Memphestus was stunned, was it really bluffing?!But before he could do anything more, an Ereda Warlock suddenly screamed, and the dark green shield wrapped around him disappeared as if it had been dissolved by something, and the Aryda Warlock's scream was short, because he had turned into a golden torch.