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Before Jon could shout, the blue arcane energy had already coalesced in her hands.

"As a qualified Kenrito mage, counterspelling is the first skill you need to master, as it will give you a firm head start in battles with other spellcasters!"

This is what Archmage Antonidas had taught her when she first arrived in Laran, and she has always kept it in her heart.

Griffo, who was chanting a summoning spell, suddenly felt a powerful force stopping him, and suddenly he felt that something was wrong, and quickly terminated the spell that was being released.

"Ahem...... Cough ......" Grebe spat out a mouthful of green blood in a panic.

"Haha, old warlock, I can't see that you are still so embarrassed!" A smile tugged at the corner of Abdul-Jabbar's mouth.

"Don't be miserable!" Griffo wiped the green blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Gianna Proudmore and her three water elementals with a solemn face: "This mage is very powerful! ”

Looking at the mage in front of him so young, Griffo couldn't help but feel a little contemptuous, preparing to summon a more powerful demon from the Twisted Void in front of her. Unexpectedly, this young mage, the arcane energy flowing in his body is very strong, and he is also quite proficient in counterspells, if it weren't for the experienced combat Griff interrupted his summoning spell in time, he might even be seriously injured because of the spell backlash.

"It's a pity that no matter how powerful they are, they are only two people!" Abdul-Jabbar said unconvinced, but his eyes had already put away the contempt he had before.

Abdul-Jabbar glanced at his men.

At Abdul-Jabbar's signal, more than a dozen orcs opened the encirclement slightly, and at the same time dispersed even more. However, they didn't want to let go of the two in front of them, but they were worried that the mage's mass destruction spells would hurt too many of their comrades at the same time.

Griffo also took a few steps back, and now he needed to rest for a while to regather the power of the evil due to the previous summoning spell being countered by Gianna.

"Don't let them come near me, Miss Broadmoore!" Jon's tone was serious, and he deliberately used a non-standard Salas.

These orcs had been in Azeroth for many years, and many of them had some knowledge of the lingua franca of humanity, so Jon didn't dare to slack off.

Having been exposed to so many High Elves in Dalaran, Gianna's Salas was naturally much more proficient than Jon. She didn't quite understand what Jon meant, but she replied without thinking, "Okay! ”

The three water elementals split their directions, confronting the group of orcs who were approaching step by step, while faintly protecting Jon.

"For the Horde!" Jabbar raised his axe and roared.

“Lok-TarOgar！” He was greeted by the shouts of his comrades, and all the orcs began to charge.

A large ring of frost emanated from Gianna's body, and then all the orcs present froze to the ground, and she raised her staff high, and a blizzard from the sky blocked their path.

The orcs began to charge at a noticeable slowdown.

But Gianna's face became a little pale at the same time, and the release of such a huge range of spells, her mana consumption rate was unimaginable.

"Damn it!" Abdul-Jabbar spat angrily.

The eleven warriors of the Frost Wolf Clan were actually so toyed with by an alliance mage, and when they were passed back to the clan, I am afraid they will all become laughing stocks.

His eye circles began to turn red, and the muscles throughout his body tightened a little.

Berserk, this is an ability that every orc has learned since birth, but Abdul-Jabbar's madness effect is clearly more powerful than that of his compatriots.

He broke free from the Frost Ring with one kick, then pulled a hammer from his waist and slammed it into the mage who was unleashing the spell.

Gianna watched as a throwing hammer smashed into her, but she couldn't dodge the spell, and now her only hope was that Mills could put a mantra on her at this time-shield to block the damage of the flying hammer.

"Mr. Mills!" She shouted.

Unfortunately, the shield did not appear, and the flying hammer hit Gianna's forehead, and she only felt that it was dark in front of her, and she used all her strength to keep herself from losing consciousness......

Blood poured out of his forehead, and the blizzard spell that was being released was forcibly interrupted. And those orcs, who had lost the restrictions of the blizzard that fell from the sky, are now approaching step by step.

“Lok-TarOgar！” Jabbar was the fastest to charge, and he raised his axe and slashed at the fallen mage in front of him, confident that it would split her in half.

Gianna's left hand struggled, tearing a pale blue magic scroll from her waist.

"Bang!" Only a crisp sound was heard, and Jabbar's axe slashed into the ice.

The turquoise ice barrier enveloped the mage's body, shielding her from any damage from the outside world, and Jabbar slashed at the ice with all his strength, but not a single gap was made.

"Don't be impatient, Abdul-Jabbar!" An elderly orc walked up and said to Jabbar, "This spell of theirs has a time limit, and it won't be long before this barrier disappears, and by that time it will be impossible for this mage to escape!" ”

"Okay, Gacalor!" Abdul-Jabbar nodded, and his expression suddenly relaxed a lot.

With the mage's weak physique, after being hit by his flying hammer, it is basically impossible to have much combat power! As for the other priest, in Abdul-Jabbar's mind, this profession was not combative at all.

"But where's that pastor?" Abdul-Jabbar looked up, ready to find the priest's location, and cut him down.

Suddenly, his face was stunned, a faint black aura shrouded in front of his eyes, and his eyes were a little confused.

"Abdul-Jabbar, what's wrong with you?" The old orc Gacalor felt that something was wrong with this companion beside him at this time, so he asked with concern.

In response to him was Abdul-Jabbar's axe!

The razor slashed at the poor old orc, and before he could react, his entire body was completely split in half by Abdul-Jabbar's axe.

All the orcs were stunned, staring blankly at all this in front of them, not knowing what was going on.

And Jabbar, whose eyes emitted a black light, raised his axe again frantically at this time and rushed towards another compatriot.

There was a panic.