Chapter 156: The Beginning of the True Deviation (Part II)

After the spell, the campaign enters the most direct phase.

Boats washed up on the beach, and tribes swarmed down like wild beasts.

The blood and the flames, the shouts of slaughter or wailing, the war song was played.

The sharp axe slashes at humans, splattering blood and vice versa.

Countless flags have been fell, and countless more have been raised.

The sword is broken, but the teeth are sharp, the shield is shattered, and the body is broken.

The staggered military columns are like thorn teeth, and the war drums rumble like thunder.

High up on the cliffs, the Alliance fired projectiles from the Horde's side. Each one can open a blood path.

As a result, the Horde sent Wyverns and Batriders, and the Alliance responded with Griffon Riders. At this point, the flying beast and its master, the sound of battle fell like a lamentation.

Time passed, and the sunset seemed to be stained red with blood.

The heroes of the alliance rushed and killed repeatedly, and the voice of the command was hoarse, and the soldiers were almost exhausted, but the blood red in the eyes of the orcs did not dissipate.

The aura of killing and death was stronger than ever at this moment, and it further fueled the orcs' fighting spirit.

Sean sat on his throne as a mage, and the magic crystal showed him a full view of the battlefield. The celestial-level spell consumed too much of Shane's energy. But the divinity of death came alive, and his seven magical spirit dragons swam restlessly around his body.

"Do you really want to die so much?"

Consciousness space, of course, the purple divinity will not answer, but it is a desire to guide Shane to the battlefield. "Killing is not death, and killing does not grow death, but only blood and ferocity. That's the result of chaotic expectations. ”

The divinity of death calmed down slightly.

The Alliance began to retreat, and they committed the last of their capable troops: the Knights of the Silver Hand. The Orc Warlock Spellcaster also landed on the shore at this time, but was blocked by the Holy Force. On all fronts, these knights, heroically charging back and forth, they rescued the lonely, they resisted the pursuit. As long as there is a voice calling for help, they will not give up.

Many familiar names flashed through Shane's mind, and Shane admired their courage and martial virtues, and that was all there was to it.

Gul'dan didn't cast the spell again from the beginning, and both sides were deterring each other. However, through the magic crystal, Shane always felt that there were many incongruous and faint spatial fluctuations on the battlefield. In a flash, it seemed to send something, and soon he took it back, but he couldn't catch the caster's tail.

"Has Phase 2 begun?"

At this time, a simple voice suddenly sounded, and the five uninvited guests not long ago reappeared.

"This time I actually hid my magical sense!" Shane was a little surprised, he turned his head, and the five high-quality creatures gradually showed their prototypes. Two undead, one minotaur, and two green-eyed High Elves.

They set up a formation and prepared to fight Shane.

'Chazath, Nazas, Nazas, Chazath' unheard words fell, and Shane's body was covered with a yellow film.

"Warriors. I've trapped him in a time lock, it's time to focus on him, but hurry, the magic won't last long." In the space of the Mage Tower, there are creatures that speak the language of the orcs.

Before the voice could finish speaking, the battle began, and when the bull-headed battle rushed in, Shane's robes reacted automatically, releasing a triple arcane shield to block the attack.

"Discovered, weakening spells, host reaction speed, movement speed, mana extraction speed, spell composition speed, reduced by 90 percent, magic analysis."

At the same time, the Eye of Truth was 'broadcasting', and the six divine spirit snake dragons also flew out towards the opponent's spellcaster, and the forbidden demon sound wave roared at the opponent's spellcaster, stirring up an arcane wind circle, forming a weak magic field within a few meters around him. The three casters panicked and ran around the room, jumping around like ducks being chased.

At this point, Shane took a step back and allowed the warrior's dagger to slash through the shield, but the thieves began to attack from behind, so he had to replenish the shield with three layers of trinkets. The thieves decisively abandoned Shane and attacked the serpent that was targeting the three spellcasters. After a while, the warrior also gave up on Shane and went to help his own spellcaster.

Sean felt that he should be able to observe for a while, and he was a little interested in the spells that were being inflicted on him. It's like the change school slowing down in time, but the principle is completely different, and the effect is more profound.

Stand still and wait for the thieves and warriors to drive his divine serpent back to him to replenish his demons. At the same time, the Eye of Truth has basically completed the analysis of the spell, which is a special spell that is outside the eight schools and cannot be dispelled with the magic of the protection school.

"Record, and download."

"Yes."

Shane thought about picking up his staff, the silent bell, Shane's negotiating tool, and shook it. The infrasonic waves filled the room, and the five 'warriors' immediately staggered, and then five people turned into five sheep.

Shane then took out a handful of withered leaves and a handful of thorn grass from his magic bag and scattered them to the ground, and the five sheep could not resist their instincts, bleated to eat, and then all flipped to the ground.

"Haven't you come out yet?"

The sound fell, but there was no reaction in the room, only a voice lingering.

"You can't do that, it's not mortal realm, it will only lead to destruction. Well!! ...... Time.... Space..... By.... Envelope..... Lock... ......" The sound disappeared immediately, and the five sheep decomposed like granules.

Shane couldn't help but frown.

It was at this time that the sun set completely and the moonlight appeared. The battle on the beach was beginning to end, the Alliance was retreating in an orderly manner, and the Horde seemed to be running out of strength.

The moonlight continued to fall, and the warlocks of the Ministry walked among the corpses like scavenging vultures, their nostrils, beaks, and hands sucking up strange phosphorus fire, which was sucked into their bodies with their breath.

Such a scene naturally reacted to Shane's eyes through the crystal ball. The heart is like a spring, and the divinity of death is slightly plucked at this time. Even the six divine spirit snakes opened their own spiritual eyes on their foreheads and flew around Shane.

With a movement in his heart, "Go ahead," Shane waved. The spirit snake flew out of the window, extremely fast, like a meteor, and quickly returned to its side. Each of them shouted a point of light and placed it in front of Shane. "This is the soul?"

When the fingers touched, the divinity of death told Shane what these were.

The divinity fluctuated slightly, and the ball of light swelled up like a blow, and finally became several figures, four humans, and three orcs staggered in front of Shane, as if they didn't have much intelligence, only a few thoughts were passed to Shane.

"I don't want to die", "I feel pain", "I don't want to be absorbed", "I'm afraid", "I'm worried", "I'm at a loss"

and "Where to go." ”