Well, first of all, we have to admit that this orc lady who remembers to be called Ba Hesa is about a little petite and delicate by the standard of an orc, but in terms of human aesthetics, she is definitely tall and fit, with no bloated and unaesthetic muscles, only a streamlined body full of strength and speed like a cheetah. In addition, if the ground and fangs on the lower half of her face are really removed, even by the standards of elves, she will definitely be a rare beauty.

Thinking back then, I had a few tricks with the other party. In Lu Xi's image, this orc shaman lady who thought she was a beautiful woman except for her buckteeth was originally a very free and easy young lady, if it wasn't for the lack of time to communicate, Lu Xi might be happy to chat more with each other. I wonder if the two sides have a very common language, and maybe they can become very good friends...... Well, if you think about it so carefully, when I fought with this orc lady, it took a lot of effort to win. At this age, the Golden 6th Order has improved her strength by one notch compared to the last time they met, and she is still such an excellent shaman who is fully qualified to call herself a "genius". In any era, it is the best and the best.

…… Of course, if it is because he is a god blood, it is not surprising that he has such a talent. After all, this is such a class solidified world! The history of civilization is already six figures, and it is still spinning in the evil Middle Ages. In this world, geniuses rarely come out of the cracks in the stones, and most of them have a very awesome ancestor or something. It's sad to say.

However, Lu Xi said that all "geniuses" in the normal sense are far from being good enough in front of the protagonist! In this kind of high-level battle where the golden high position can only be assisted, a mere gold 6, if you rashly participate in it at will, you can only be cannon fodder. Look at the two centaurs over there who are of the same level as her, only dare to hide far behind and release cold arrows.

However, if this shaman lady was really sent down by the gods, it would be a different matter.

As we all know, there are actually three types of so-called "divine descents".

One is that mortals use the body and even the soul of the believer as a medium to complete their observation and even interference with other planes and dimensions...... To put it more bluntly, it is the power that comes to oneself at the cost of burning believers. This is very easy to understand. At the very end of the Battle of Henas, he did exactly that.

The other is that the gods descend their own spirits on the believers and exert their power through the believers' bodies. We all know that there is still a lot of movement for gods to cross the barrier between the world and the dimension, especially the Lord of the Abyss, who is directly rejected by the main physical plane like the Lord of Calamity. In this way, he could completely run to the main material plane through this method to make waves. Of course, it is impossible for the body of a mortal believer to exert all the strength of a god, but after all, it is a true god, and once it is possessed, it is inevitable that his strength will skyrocket. As long as that mortal believer is not a leprosy ghost and half-crippled, he can still show combat power close to or even above the legendary.

This kind of divine descent technique, because it is a kind of true god descending to earth, is also called "the advent of the saint".

Mortal believers possessed by spirits are also called "holy ones", and of course that's fine.

Of course, more often than not, the gods only come in this way for a brief time to convey their will to the believers in the main plane. For the immortal true gods, this kind of divine descent is a bit unsafe after all. They use the mortal body as the support for their existence in the main material plane, and in a sense, they also put their fate and the mortal body on the same scale. At this time, if the Divine Descendant suddenly dies with a bang and ends the damage of his fate, it will also be directly fed back to himself in the form of a soul blow on a large scale. This is also a very obvious blow to the divine soul that is possessed by him.

Speaking of which, there were not a few unlucky people who fell in a daze because the possessed god descendant was cut down and fell in a daze. Even the main god-level existence with great divine power is not pleased. The specific situation can refer to a certain bewitching slut who can be attacked and attacked by men and women, and not only Bichi is also the abyss demon king of the third child, it (because I don't know the gender, so I can only use this) wasn't it just played by Mr. Orucello like this back then? Together with the body of his divine descendant, he was sealed in holy water and soaked for a few days and nights, although he finally broke away, but that kind of refreshing feeling, it is estimated that even the No. 1 Great Demon King of Heaven (this world) will have to have a nightmare for a long time, right?

As for the last one, it can be regarded as a compromise between the two. The gods will give some of the fragments of their soul doppelgangers to the believers, but they will not take full control and dominance of their bodies. In this way, the Divine Descent also has a projection of divine power in the sea of consciousness of the associates who have guaranteed free will, and of course can also share the knowledge and even the power of the gods (to a certain extent).

In a sense, this is equivalent to the great god lending his own power to you to pretend, which is actually quite a benefit, right? If you were a believer in that god and a person descended from God, wouldn't you be so moved that you would present a hymn of faithfulness from now on?

In fact, many gods also like to maintain their presence in the main physical plane in this way, plus brush up on the favorability and prestige of their followers. Therefore, this kind of divine descent is also called welfare, no, "supernatural power descends" or "holy advent beta".

All in all, it's an excellent way to claim that "labor and management have a background"; And what the orc shaman sister Bagasa asked for should be the last one, right? What's more, it is said that she is a divine descendant, even if it has been many generations, after all, she is also a descendant of the bloodthirsty king, and the degree of integration of divine power is of course extremely high. The "supernatural powers" that descended may only play a small part in the hands of ordinary believers, but in her hands, it will probably be the vast majority, right? A golden 6-stage "ordinary miscellaneous soldier" shaman, it is not possible to cross the legendary mark at one time.

If that's the case, it's going to be quite troublesome!

The Bloodthirsty King, who had already incarnated into a burly centaur law body, condescendingly looked at the one knee kneeling in front of him, as if begging his orc female shaman with the pride of his life, and sighed deeply: "Even if this is the case, you will pay the price. Even, irreparable price. ”

This is also normal. After all, there is a gap between the body of a mortal and the power of a god. If it's just an ordinary will descend or let go of a small trick to pretend to be forced, but if you reluctantly use a forcibly learned ultimate, the body of the god descender is very likely to be attacked by a strong backlash.

"I understand." She said calmly, "But it's also my choice." Now, we may be facing the greatest enemy of Orgrimmar in a hundred years, an enemy far more formidable than Steemsun. What a humiliation for an orc if I could not participate in such a battlefield......"

"No, no, no, it's not humiliating at all! The so-called war wants women to go away, and women are still required to charge forward at a dangerous juncture, doesn't it mean that all men are dead? You have to think about it, if you do, all the men of Orgrimmar will be the real humiliation! Lu Xi couldn't help but say, "Hey, hey, don't all of you present feel guilty about these world-class powerhouses of Orgrimmar?" Repent ye. ”

So, what answered Lu Xi was another siege by this group of Orgrimmar's top powerhouses. At that moment, their attack was like a sudden tsunami, and although there was no earth-shattering loud noise, the momentum was enough to make people's hearts tremble.

The lightning shield of the Great Shaman of Lonzhas turned into a cage, and the head of the hood was directly covered. It wasn't just lightning, the friction of the atmosphere produced a deadly burn, and it also destabilized all the elements in the vicinity. In the shroud of thunder and lightning, it was an extraordinary spellcaster like Lu Xi, and the mental power and time required to cast a spell had increased by several orders of magnitude. And at this moment, looking at the other side, the heavy iron staff in the hand of the Minotaur Sect Leader also smashed over - this seemed to be just an ordinary physical attack, but it directly caused the vibration and locking of the space, sealing Lu Xi's side, making it difficult for him to use means such as space jumping to dodge and move.

The orc old sword saint Murro also launched a charge at the same time. His body was covered in blazing white light, forming a regular-level natural armor that protected him from the lightning cage. The treasure knife in his hand—this is also the treasure of the entire Orgrimmar Clan Alliance, the "Pale Inferno", one of the seven abyssal magic weapons, is burning with the same almost white, even colorless energy flames, which are not very gorgeous and gorgeous. However, the war knife that seemed to be quite weighty pulled out a smart but majestic trajectory in the air, as if a meteor broke through the moon, and the power could open the mountain, but it was like a long wind blowing on the face, light and traceless. Before the blade arrived, the sharp sword qi that could tear through the rocks, steel, and human body was already no more than a fraction away from Lu Xi's face.

"That's what it looks like!" Lu Xi smiled like this, and then let the three legendary powerhouses of Orgrimmar completely penetrate his body.

"This ......" the old sword master was slightly stunned. His blade pierced the other man's touch, clearly telling himself that this attack had worked, and that the blade had completely pierced the other party's body. If it were in normal times, such an attack would have worked, and it would have been enough for him to declare victory on his own.

You know, the so-called "Pale Hell" is not the name of the artifact itself, but comes from the praise of the survivors of the great war over the ages. The pale flames burning on the blade were said to come from the Void King's Chaos Realm, and as long as they inflicted even the slightest damage on their opponents, they could begin to inflict continuous scorching damage on them. It's a cursed damage from the inside out, an invading burn that extends from the soul to the body, and there is no effective defense at all.

No matter who the opponent was, even if it was a true dragon or an angel, or even a god, he would definitely be burned into a pile of scum in the pale flames and sword qi...... This is where Hell of Pale Hellfire comes from.

I must have indeed pierced this guy, right? Juggernaut thought. Then, he saw that the old minotaur's iron staff also arrived as scheduled, directly smashing the other party's shoulder, chest, and even half of his torso.

This should be the death that cannot be re-died.

However, as a battle-hardened person, his intuition clearly gave him the opposite feedback.

He saw the "human" in front of him, who had obviously been pierced through his heart by himself, and at the same time, half of his torso had been smashed and deformed...... It's supposed to be human, right? However, how can a human being turn his neck up 180 degrees, and move his mouth at himself "click", squeezing out such a terrifying smile?

Well, Mr. Old Sword Saint must admit that even if this guy smiles in such a curious way, his expressiveness can definitely be called a literal looking back and smiling, even if he is a person with no taste and mood, he has to admit that he was really flashed in an instant and his heart beat faster for several seconds. He couldn't help but feel nostalgic for the ridiculous green years of the past, as a sword genius who was the attention of the great clans of Orgrimmar when he was young, Mu Luo? Of course, the thunder roar has never lacked women, but the most beloved by him is a human favorite concubine. It seems that the spoils of war from a small country with black soil and hills "hit the grass valley", or the daughter of a noble family. However, I played mahjong too high again, and I accidentally broke the poor little girl...... I'll it! A mere smile can make a dignified sword saint think like this, isn't it thoughtful or terrifying? Moreover, wouldn't it be cold down the spine that such a smile should appear on such an occasion and appear in such a way?

Murro withdrew his sword and retreated. But at this moment, Lu Xi, who was smiling, was stabbed in the heart and smashed half of his body, his body turned into a source of light and heat, and the blazing and palpitating flames turned into a storm and swept away in all directions.

No matter how fast the old sword saint's steps were, it was really impossible to be faster than the shock wave of the explosion, and he couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "Young people now, how can they play this hand at every turn?" It's too unsophisticated! ”

"Yes, so this is the reason why we foolish martial artists are about to be eliminated by history!" The patriarch of the Minotaur expressed the same degree of emotion.

Ronzath didn't speak, but quickly put on a divine armor to the three legends, including himself. As a result, the shock wave of the explosion and the burning of the flames did not cause them any serious damage, but it was certainly unavoidable to be embarrassed. What's more, the vaguely blood-like substance that splashed on their bodies with the explosion stuck to their epidermis like maggots to the bones, and all kinds of violent toxins directly penetrated into their bodies without paying attention. Although these are far from being particularly deadly toxins for the legendary powerhouse, they still make them embarrassed.

What made them even more devastated was that the blood beads that splattered out of the explosion were directly condensed together as if they were alive, and once again turned into an unscathed Lu Xi.

"This is, the blood clone of the Bloodline?" The Patriarch of the Minotaur was surprised.

“…… Even if those ancient true ancestors were resurrected, it would be impossible to use their own blood clones as cannon fodder! The Heavenly Spirit Shaman shook his head helplessly and sighed.

“…… Oh, people who use swords, what they hate to face the most is this kind of opponent who is not sure whether they can kill or not. The old sword saint's face was full of headaches.

The three legends are like this, and the rest of the "miscellaneous soldiers" are naturally even more at a loss. Didn't I see Lu Xi, who had regrouped, he had already put up several poses, and no one rushed up to launch a second round of siege? So, Lu Xi, who felt particularly lonely, stretched his waist and looked at Asog in the distance. This Golden Horde Khan has been lying there as a melon eater for a long time, which is indeed quite annoying.

"You're not coming by yourself?"

"Contemptible people are not good at fighting. Especially in front of you. The Golden Horde smiled slightly, and this was completely natural.

"It's not as bold as a woman." Lu Xi looked at the orc female shaman over there again, and then shrugged his shoulders and pouted: "Orgrimmar's Golden Horde Khan is really getting more and more substandard!" ”

Obviously, his taunts didn't have much effect, at least the Golden Horde Khan Asog was completely unmoved. But the orc lady over there may not be too much to be provoked, and once again prostrate herself deeply in front of the bloodthirsty king.

"Grace, then, Holy See!"