Chapter 142: The Third Kind of Contact with the Fishing Tribe (Part II)

"I'm ready, what about you?" Shane said, staring.

There are four orc warlocks and four demon pets: the little coward, the female succubus, the void aggregate, and the multi-eyed demon dog. Black energy, green energy, purple energy, and dark red energy bless themselves.

Shadow, Magic, Void, Dark Fire, and the four energy traits Shane knows well.

However, at this time, the orc who called himself Varok retreated a few dozen meters on his own, and left the place without looking back.

The so-called perfect unity has never existed. There is a lot of contradiction between the traditional warriors of the orcs and the emerging warlocks, and as soon as Warok is gone, the four warlocks are almost live fish on the chopping board.

"Hehe," Shane laughed, "why did you come to the world of Azeroth?" Although the world is connected by various threads of fate, it doesn't matter the cause or the process, it's just whether you have thought about what you expect to achieve. ”

Shane didn't wait for the four warlocks to answer, he didn't say it to them: "Destruction, conquest and chaos? If that's the case, you're too superficial, and when you really get to know the world, you'll know what kind of stupid things your whole race is doing! ”

"It's none of my business."

The voice came from the chest of the elderly orc. The old orc cried out in surprise, "Master Guldan!?" ”

"Hurry up and kill him"

"Yes"

Four shadow spells swooped out. Almost at the same time, the demonic pet artifacts attacked separately.

Transcending time and space, Shane suddenly felt a sinking body, fatigue, sleepiness, and pain. Restlessness and other feelings all hit, he lifted his spirit, 'poof', the spirit interfered with reality, and all the curse spells were bounced.

Seven small sun-like orbs shot out along the trajectory of longing.

Boom Boom. Seven consecutive sounds, thousands of degrees of high temperature, evaporating the heat of the rock, the extremely white flame exploded in a space of more than ten meters, and the ground shook continuously.

The flame burst to the ground, and the wind pressure in the spell center exploded, and seven circles of shockwaves spread, and the invisible air was pushed out of seven visible walls of qi, tearing through the dirt. Dust flies.

Within the explosion range, there were no survivors, but was it solved? No

The four Warlocks were the elite who mastered spatial teleportation spells, and Sean was not so arrogant as to think that a wheel spell would bury them.

There were seven gleaming glass craters on the ground, and a few warlocks stood a hundred meters behind, but the four demons didn't know what to do.

In one round, both sides learned the boundaries of the opposite side. The four warlocks were startled, the native mage's strength was not on the same level as theirs. It's like the kind of existence that you can't see even if you look up. At that moment, the four of them lost contact. It looked like it had been reduced to ashes in the explosion.

"It's a pity that you've touched the skin of the spell core, in other fate lines, you might be able to master more spell essences, but now you can't" Shane remained in place, and the warlock's power fell on him. How so? The basic principle is not much different from that of mage, and even 90% overlaps, the origin tool comes from the power rule of control, but the form of energy controlled is different.

Orcs came to Azeroth, bringing more than war and destruction. It also brought knowledge and rules from different worlds, and the two worlds collided fiercely, giving birth to a wonderful world in the future.

With a flash of lightning and action, Shane flashed out of place and sliced between the four warlocks, an arcane torrent surging, forcing the crowd to silence, followed by a continuous spell combo in an instant. Tricks and tricks collide, magic and magic hedges, the energy of the seven colors explodes to create colors that are more brilliant than the rainbow and more beautiful than magic.

Ordinary people looked like it was an instant, but the five spellcasters collided more than a dozen times, the spatial folds flickered open and closed, and the bright light flickered and disappeared.

When all the magical light was extinguished, Shane stood back on top of the bluestone, the clouds dispersed, the sun set, and a moment of pure energy was empowered. The Shadow Orb he wanted, hovering above his head.

Four warlocks, standing opposite each other.

The old orc grunted in his throat: "Can spells be like this?" ”

"Why not?" Shane said, "In the world of arcane, there is no word impossible? "The council will avenge us." "I'll wait"

As a result~~ A gust of wind blew, and the four warlocks fell to the ground in turn, and the ground burst into ashes. Killing a caster sometimes only requires disrupting the energy balance in their body.

Shane looked up: "Eye of Truth, has it detected a change in time and space?"

"Nope"

"Is there any anomaly in the fold of space?"

"Nope"

The fulcrum of history has arrived, but the intended bronze dragon, or its means of interfering with the timeline, has not appeared. Whether it is lamenting the wonder of the world line, or whether the deviant behavior will be automatically corrected by historical inertia, everything is complicated and unclear.

Even the shadow orb on the top of the head is as unknown as the world line, the material is unknown, the structure is unknown, and the divine attributes are unknown.

The golden blood in Shane's heart crumbles, absorbing it, assimilating it into his own power. As soon as the impulse came up, it was immediately suppressed. The path of strength, he has his own philosophy: balance and purity.

Balance lies in the distribution and contrast of forces, not extreme, not forced, not extreme, and there is a harmonious cycle of harmony and compatibility.

Purity does not lie in the singularity of the attribute of power, but in the 'self and non-self', and all the power that only has the attribute of 'me' is pure. Outside of the 'me' is the 'not-self', and the 'not-self' is naturally impure.

He already has the divinity of wind and earth, and then he finds an opportunity to draw the divinity of water and fire to build a balanced cycle. At this point, it is not beneficial to absorb other divinities.

"Shadow Orb, which can be crafted into an artifact." Thinking of this, the Eye of the Truth report: The link to control the shadow energy inside the Shadow Orb has been preliminarily completed.

"The user can control the shadow energy through their minds."

"Good" Shane retracted his thoughts, staring into the air ahead of him.

At this moment, the folds of space open, reality is distorted at this moment, and all objects seem to be disrupted by the propagation of light, and they are completely curved in an S-shape in the eye. The sky, the ground, the rocks, and even Shane's own hands all showed this bend. "Users, who have discovered a wide range of spatial changes, and who are extremely powerful, will descend in three seconds."

It was Gul'dan.

Is it finally here? Sean was silent, waiting for it to come.

Gul'dan, the world's number one warlock, was replaced and altered the moment he landed. The smell of sulfur was strong, the stench and heat burned the chest and lungs, the sky turned purple, the ground cracked, dark red lava was revealed, and green flames poured down.

Sean wrinkled, and his spirit intervened with all his might, and his lake realm opened up around him, triggering a violent wave of spatial annihilation, consuming a lot of spirit. In the past, the range of more than ten meters was now compressed to a size of five meters.

Within the range, Xia En stood on the surface of the lake, feeling slightly cool, and the reflection fluctuated. Outside the range, the heavens and the earth changed drastically, and the demonic fire raged, like hell. His lake realm is like a stubborn rock on the surface of the sea, parting the huge waves, tenacious existence. "That's the boundaries of a legendary spellcaster? I've lost contact with all my spatial coordinates! Sean was nervous, surprised, but not a trace of panic, and ordered in his mind that the Eye of Truth began to analyze the space, his eyes fixed on the orc hero, and said calmly: "Your Excellency Gul'dan? ”

"Quack" it was Guldan's turn to laugh, and the orc's voice was low.

"I'm taken aback, Shane - Dawnblade, I'm curious what your purpose is? Some humans have told me that your race and kingdom are in the northernmost part of the continent, so why did you come to the southernmost part to help those humans? “

The orcs gradually walked in, and Shane's pressure grew, "Don't you want to lie to me, I saw the way your power is used, you are the one who has touched the essence of power, the mortal battle should not be of deep interest to you, why do you have the idea of trying to challenge me?" “

Shane adjusted his breathing and tried to be in the best condition: "There is a dark cloud, sooner or later it will drift overhead, and it will rain heavily, I will come in advance to feel the intensity of the rain and prepare for the arrival of the dark cloud." "The tribe is that dark cloud?" "It's not"

That cloud is history, it's timeline, it's Azeroth. "Users, the odds of winning a head-to-head battle are low." "I know"

"The spatial folds are not blocked, and the remote coordinates are blocked, but they can still be teleported, and it is recommended that the user teleport immediately. This device has a copy backup of coordinates. ”

"Mage, what are you thinking?" As Gul'dan got closer and closer, his thin palm surging with dark fire, chaotic rules poured into it, and an irresistible spell could not be used.

Shane smiled at Gul'dan before disappearing. (To be continued......)