Chapter 346: Mage

There was a roar, and a bright light came.

The mage's previous ice armor saved his life. A frost shield suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking the bombardment of bullets, ice chips splashed, water mist steamed, and the water vapor generated by the impact of the high-temperature bullet and the ice shield suddenly diffused, obscuring the sniper's vision.

"Go back, go back to the woods." The mage shouted sharply, and he turned to look at the dense woods, then gritted his teeth and cast a flash.

With a flash of bright light, his figure disappeared at once, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in the woods, he shook a little dizzily, and then quickly hid behind a large tree.

It's a very powerful teleportation spell that can teleport the caster twenty yards ahead, but if there is an obstacle in the path, the caster can easily be hit on the head and bleed, and there have even been tragic incidents in history where the caster has been embedded in the wall. Luckily, the mage had really good luck today, and he returned to the woods intact.

It is worth mentioning that this mage was able to escape from Diego's spear, not because he was more powerful than he feared the Demon King, but because in Azeroth, if guarded, it was difficult for spellcasters to be killed by a single blow. The death of Varimathas can only be said to be so carried away that he forgot to bless himself with any defensive spells. But even so, it took a lot of effort for Diego to really kill the demon.

On the side of the farm's barn, Diego struggled out of the straw on the roof. Looking from this direction, the mage was no longer visible.

"Damn it!" He looked at the distance between the roof and the ground, then jumped down the sloping roof and ran wildly towards the edge of the woodland.

Only ten seconds had passed since the gunshots rang out.

And before that, at the moment when the gunshots rang out, a piece of land that looked no different at the edge of the woodland suddenly lifted up, and the minotaurs and orcs jumped out of it and rushed towards the Scourge soldiers who had already walked out of the woodland. The dwarves weren't with them - the pit they were hiding in was too deep for the dwarves to jump into.

Dezko prayed from the bottom of his heart for the help of the earth, and the latter immediately responded to him.

The ground shook violently under the feet of the Scourge soldiers, some of them fell to the ground in embarrassment, some of them plunged their weapons deep into the ground to keep their balance, and some had to throw away their weapons and hold the trees with both hands.

The sudden earthquake quickly disappeared, and the terrified Scourge soldiers packed up their ranks and prepared to retreat into the jungle. But at this moment, a whirlwind figure roared and rushed into the crowd.

More than one soldier was knocked to the ground by the orcs, and before they could get back up, a cold, sharp spear slashed through their throats and took their lives. The Blood Spear danced wildly through the crowd, a terrifying roar in his throat, and he attacked recklessly and furiously, never blocking the weapons that slashed at him, but every Scourge-Soldier who wounded him would fall under his spear, and for the orcs, the blood and pain only made him angrier and more insane.

The Scourge soldiers fought in panic and resisted, and before the orcs could inflict more damage, they finally held their ground, but in despair, an even taller figure appeared behind the orc, the light of the water elemental converged in his hand, and then enveloped the orc's body, it was the healing spell of the minotaur shaman, and almost in the blink of an eye, the wound on the body of the blood spear stopped bleeding.

Immediately afterward, Dezko joined the fray with a tongue of fire hammer. The soldiers of the Scourge were completely crushed. made.

While the battle was raging outside the woods, fierce battles had already begun in the woods.

As early as the Scourge Mage's sharp retreat order had just sounded, the canopy above his head, accompanied by the sound of branches breaking, a huge figure fell from the sky and pounced on the reinforcements who had not yet stepped out of the woods.

With a crisp sound of bones shattering, a Scourge soldier was smashed directly into a puddle of flesh. The soldier walking behind him hurriedly raised his sword, but the giant bear didn't give him any chance, it pounced fiercely, and only swept him away. Then, when the other soldiers finally came to their senses, the druid had circled behind a large tree and attacked a lone soldier.

Although the trees were dead and Masrae was unable to use natural spells to communicate with them to help him, the Night Elves were still at ease in the dense forest, using the woods nimly to keep himself up to three enemies at all times, while the other Scourge soldiers were kept at bay by the trees.

The mage was also startled by the sudden attack, but after a few seconds, he realized that the bear had made an unforgivable mistake. It ignores a deadliest enemy, one that should not be ignored the least. The mage even felt despised - you turned a blind eye to my such a sloppy existence!

He raised his shriveled and withered hand, and the blue ice energy gathered at his fingertips.

"Fool, pay with your life for your mistakes!" A voice roared in his heart.

However, before the ice arrow could condense and form, a huge sense of crisis had already enveloped his whole body. He didn't have time to turn around, and he rolled in front of him.

In a flash, he saw a beast with dark green eyes swooping down on him.

"Damn it!" The mage dodged the yellow leopard's attack in a fit of rage, and reason told him that he couldn't dodge like this, that he could never be more agile with a bobcat.

He summoned the magic in his body as fast as he could, trying to unleash an ice spear technique. However, the big cat leaped nimbly through the jungle, sometimes striking from behind, sometimes running in front of him and waving its claws, scratching the frost shield in front of him, and he had to carefully dodge the beast's bite, its sharp teeth that shimmered with a faint blue light were clearly enchanted, and he wasn't sure that his protective spell would be able to resist its piercing.

The shortcomings of the academic mages were laid bare at this moment: they were not focused enough to lock on to their targets in the heat of battle, they couldn't utter a single spell in their entirety, and worse, their spell choices were completely wrong!

When he thought that this time he was doomed, three Scourge soldiers armed with swords and shields finally broke free from their enemies and rushed to their aid, relying on strong shields and armor, although they could not defeat the big cat, they managed to block its attack. It is spaced.

The mage hiding behind the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, and after a few seconds, he finally remembered the words of the spell trainer: when on the defensive, or when being close to a melee professional, there are only two spell criteria that a spellcaster should choose: instantaneous, area attack!

Frost Nova! He immediately unleashed a spell that met these two requirements. This spell takes a very short cast time, only one or two seconds, and some mages who specialize in frost-based spells can even do it instantly. What's more, this spell doesn't need to be locked onto at all, it's an area-of-effect attack spell!

A circle of dark blue frost energy burst out in all directions, and everywhere it passed, the ground was frozen in a layer of ice, not only that, but when this energy encountered obstacles, it would spread outward, freezing them into ice mounds.

Guan Haifa was taken aback, and before this layer of frost could chase it, it jumped out of the range of this magic. This time, it's even farther away from the mage.

The mage finally felt safer. He pulled out a blue potion from his bosom, bit off the stopper and poured it into his mouth. This bottle of Frost Power Elixir was the treasure at the bottom of his box, and he had spent a lot of money to get it from the Psychic Academy, and if it was other battles that could touch fish, he was reluctant to use it.

As the liquid poured into his throat, a wave of frost power that was like an angry wave suddenly spread out in his body, and he trembled all over his body to feel the power, feeling them surging and agitating in his body, and he couldn't wait to squirt. Send it out. He couldn't help but flick his fingers, and then he was satisfied to see an egg-sized ice crystal overflowing with cold air appear on his fingertips, suspended in the air, and jumping underneath.

He raised his head and looked at the big cat that was being dragged by the Scourge soldiers, it was time to show the power of the mage!

However, before he could throw out the ice arrow, a thunderbolt-ridden warhammer flew from not far away. The mage had just been dutifully moved by the energy-filled Frost Shield in front of him, resisting the sneak attack, but the Storm Hammer never relied solely on physical damage to hit the enemy, and with a "bang" sound, the lightning energy of the warhammer was violently released, and the fierce electric shock shook everything around it could touch.

The mage's hair stood on end, his body spasmed, and his mind was in chaos. Coming from the Academy, he didn't know an iron rule that battle mages had summed up in private: mages were always the most threatening target on the battlefield, and when they appeared, kill him at all costs! Of course, the same goes for the enemy!

He couldn't even remember how many times he had been attacked today, and now, there was only one thought in his stiff mind: "How the hell did this damn hammer come from?" ”

"Aha? You think I can save your chief by getting rid of it? On the contrary, you have no idea what a terrible enemy you have brought on him! At that moment, a loud voice rang out. The bloodied, shattered dwarf stepped out from among the trees not far away, beckoning the magic hammer back into his hand.