The Burning Legion is a typical magical legion, cold weapons and evil magic are intertwined, but there is no lack of scientific machinery, magic mecha is actually just a kind of chicken ribs, the cost of manufacturing them is too high, and their power is actually not very satisfying to the Burning Legion, because although these magic mecha are strengthened by evil energy, they can only rely on the brute force of machinery to fight. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The weakness of these mechs is even more prominent when facing the truly powerhouse, and the mere slowness of movement is deadly enough, in Benny's previous life, the Burning Legion abandoned the creation of these mechs after the defeat in the Outlands, and did not put them on the battlefield again.

Like a walking hill of magic mecha disrupted the formation of the demon guards, but also unexpectedly let their casualties begin to decrease, in the face of an endless stream of long-range fire, dispersion is the best way, but when a magic mecha was extremely unlucky was directly hit by a holy light cannonball through the power core, the demon guards in the center crossed the paralyzed magic mecha and gathered together again, they turned a blind eye to their falling companions, and moved forward indifferently under the orders of the commander, demons have no desire to live, they are deformed beings, and there is only destruction in their souls。

The suicidal attack of the evil bats in the sky finally began to work, the golden light mask was a little crumbling, subtle cracks began to appear, and continued to spread, the speed at which the war priests replenished the barrier was far less than the speed at which it was destroyed, the world full of evil energy, the holy light would be more or less crowded, in fact, many war sacrifices summoned the holy light at a speed of not even one-third of the time when they were in Azeroth, and consumed more spiritual power, even Benny, casting spells here would have an impact, and he even began to need prayers to help him establish contact with the holy light faster and wider。

"There are six magical mechs in total------ we must destroy them at once------- before they completely destroy the enchantment, if the enchantment is destroyed, we will lose the ability to defend against artillery fire, and it will make us unable to hold out from the opening of the dark door!

Benny and Molotis floated in the air, the evil bats around them had little interest in them, they had begun to become sparse and thin, every Ranger was a marksman, if not there were enough of them, they would have been cleaned up ten minutes ago.

"I could have corroded the steel armor on their chests at the same time, but ------" Elantis looked at Benny, meaning for itself.

"No problem. Benny nodded. "Cover me, I need a little time to prepare. ”

When Benny closed his eyes, Molotis was already chanting a spell in an unknown language that began to channel his spell, and the air began to writhe strangely.

With a swing of his staff, Arantis covered the trio with a gleaming golden shield, no different from the shields summoned by other priests, and it seemed to be applied in any different way to the Realms for the Light.

"Ah, it's always so pleasant for me to see the struggles of mortals firsthand. ”

"Nazrem!" Elantis's old face changed drastically, it was these bat-like demons who used their evil spiritual magic to bewitch the mages on the arcane side and provoke the civil war of the Daruny, and it was they who led the Burning Legion into this world when the Daruni were at their weakest, and every time they appeared, it was the beginning of Daroney's disaster, so what about this time?

"Tut-tut. Nazrem, or the Dreadlord, looked at Benny with a mocking face. "I can't help but admire you, Benedict Smith! I really didn't expect you to come to a planet that has been overrun by the Legion, oh, I suppose it must be your seemingly mighty army that gave you a vain confidence? ”

"Keep casting!!" Benny knew that the Dreadlords liked to talk nonsense, as they felt they were clever at talking, so let it talk nonsense a little longer.

"Yes, yes, old man, don't stop, I love watching you struggle. The Dreadlord laughed darkly. "Oh, maybe I should stay away from you? The fear emanating from your soul makes me want to eat it! But don't worry, I won't do that. ”

Molotis sweated like rain, the Dread Demon King was close at hand, and the dark power emanating from the huge demon made the air around him seem to be cold and condensed, and the coldness seemed to pierce his mind, making his spiritual world shake for a while, which made it extremely difficult for him to guide spells. 、

The spell was finally completed, Molotis gasped, his coarse cloth robe soaked with sweat, but his spell was finally completed, the steel plates on the chest of the magic mech creaked, and they gradually became rusty at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then, Benny opened his eyes and raised his staff high in both hands.

The bright golden beam of light flickered, as if it was just an illusion, and the Dreadlord frowned in disgust, looking at the magical mechs whose chests had been pierced by unknown powers.

"You're stronger, mortal. The Dreadlord looked at Benny, his tone devoid of the banter he had just had.

"I don't see, I haven't seen you. Benny was sure that he hadn't seen this Dreadlord, and the world liked to judge his strength by his size, and it was not for nothing that this criterion was applied to demons, and the same Dreadlord was the same as the Dreadlord, and the one in front of him was bigger than the other Dreadlords Benny had seen, or even much bigger, at least more than double! Benny seemed to be the size of one of his legs.

Benny dealt with this never-before-seen powerful Dreadlord and quietly exorcised the unleashed dreadspell for Molotis.

"Ah, I forgot, though your great name has resounded through the Twisted Void, I haven't introduced myself yet. "The Dreadlord bowed gracefully like a nobleman. "I'm Annatheron. ”

"Anna Theron?" Benny searched in his memory. "Defeated by the Alliance and the Horde at Annathron Nazrem in Mount Hyjal?"

"I've heard about you countless times from idiots, but I'm still amazed at how much you're monetizing, and you seem, know us very, very well. The Dreadlord's face really showed surprise.