Bang!

A mushroom cloud rises.

Manolos couldn't describe his mood at the moment, Aga Magan was really biao, and he made a big move when he was fighting.

If you don't agree with each other, you will blow yourself up, which makes people not psychologically prepared at all.

In the battle with Agamagan, Manolos has always firmly controlled the rhythm in his own hands, and the soul power of the boar demigod is constantly consumed in the confrontation with the double-headed halberd, and it seems that it will not be long before he can completely gain the upper hand. Manolos was smug, thinking about how to concoct the other party, but Agamagan suddenly blew himself up.

Manolos was stunned, what is this, after fighting for so long and seeing that he is invincible, he plays self-destruction, isn't this a trick.

Shall I abuse it?

Needless to say, the lethality of the demigod powerhouse's self-explosion came so suddenly, and Manolos was caught unsuspectingly. The furious energy slammed into his body, and at this moment, the abyss lord's massive body became a burden. Because the divine body was too large, Manolos couldn't dodge even if he wanted to, and he withstood as much as eighty percent of the energy impact generated by Agamagan's self-explosion.

Although the Abyss Lord had thick skin and thick flesh, he could not withstand the impact of the energy of Agamagan's self-detonation, and Manolos inevitably had some wounds on his body.

But this is nothing, some small wounds that have been forcibly torn can be healed in half a day with his recovery power.

What really counts as trauma is not the energy impact from Agamagan's self-detonation, but the two large fangs of Agamagan who are wrapped in energy. The two fangs slammed into Manolos as he resisted the onslaught of energy, the sharper than the sharpest razor, tearing open the Abyss Lord's skin, leaving a long wound in Manolos' stomach that was deep into the bone.

Almost, just the last bit, Manolos' belly was slapped open by them.

"Ah...... Damn ......"

Manolos' screams of pain would have resounded throughout Kalimdor if it weren't for the sound of Agamagan detonating himself.

The boar demigod Agamagan was so devastated that he could no longer die, and the saboteur Manolos suffered a mortal blow and was greatly reduced in combat power, and he could no longer participate in high-intensity battles.

A successful exchange.

"He's wounded, kill him!"

In the sky, a voice shouted.

A female harpy flapped its wings, and a hurricane wrenched countless demons to pieces. She discovered Manolos' predicament and quickly broke through the defenses of the demon army and took the lead in killing Manolos.

Take advantage of his illness and ask for his life.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

Two bear-man roars rang out at the same time, followed by the ursour demigod Utor brothers. The famously strong bear-man demigods resemble two bulldozers, thrashing against the Burning Legion's onslaught, their rampage like the main tank that has entered the infantry group, and its advance is unstoppable.

Why didn't I see your shadow before, but now when I see that I'm injured, I rush out one by one to pick up the bargain, can you get face.

Manolos was anxious and angry, and he regretted it in his heart.

He should have expected that a madman like Agamagan could not be measured by common sense at all—just kidding, that a madman could think like a normal person? He should have been prepared early so that he wouldn't get hurt.

If you have money, you can buy it, and you know that there is no regret medicine in the world. No matter how much Manolos regretted it, he couldn't change the fact that he had suffered a fatal blow.

Manolos was able to climb to the position of the Big Three in the countless thousands of years of conquest of the Burning Legion, if he only relied on his strength and was reckless in case of trouble, his bones would have rotted into ashes, and how could he have survived to this day. At this moment, he made the most correct response, that is, the hero does not suffer the loss in front of him, and slips away when he should slip away.

A group of despicable and shameless villains, wait for my uncle and I to recover from my injuries and then come to you to settle accounts.

Manolos didn't say a word, turned around and ran, and his embarrassed appearance didn't even have time to say a cruel word. Who made the harpy demigod Avina too fast, Manolos didn't want to be entangled by the other party and couldn't get out.

The charred black earth is miraculously full of plants growing, and it is a thick thorny vine. But in the blink of an eye, in just a second or two, with Manolos as the center, a radius of one mile turned into a sea of thorns.

Manolos, who had fled without a fight, had just finished turning around at this time, and before he could take a step, he was depressed and found that he could not find a place to stay. The thick vines wrapped around his feet, and snaked upwards, wrapping him tightly like a rice dumpling. The thorns on the vines pierced Manolos' skin, causing great pain to the Abyss Lord.

If in his heyday, these vines Manolos didn't pay attention to them at all, and he could destroy them all with a little force. Helplessly, he was seriously injured at this moment, and his strength had fallen to a low point, not to mention destroying the vines, and even the struggle seemed weak.

The Night Elves are not the only demigod-level powerhouses that can be moved, but the three brothers Avina and Ursol, the teacher of the Grand Druid Malfurion Fury, Cenarius, the King of the Jungle, are not only powerful, but also terrifying.

I have to say that Cenarius's fighter plane was very accurate, and if he didn't make a move, he would make Manolos fall into a crisis of fall.

Flying in the air was indeed much more advantageous than running on the ground, and when the Ursol brothers were still running wild in the demon army, Avina had already come to the top of Manolos.

Facing Manolos, who was trapped by the thorny vines of Cenarius, an irrepressible excitement appeared on the face of the harpy demigod.

Mighty Manolos, the saboteur of the Burning Legion's triumvirate, the leader of the Abyss Lords, and the executioner who has destroyed countless worlds...... Listening to these titles, they all show that he is powerful and ferocious. Now, such a being is about to die at his own hands, and what an exciting thing it is. Just thinking about it makes people tremble with excitement, hahahaha!

Avina fluttered her wings, and countless wind blades flew towards the fatal wound on Manolos's stomach, and with Manolos' current state, as long as he was killed, he would go out of ten out of ten.

Manolos roared in a hurry, and he struggled with all his might, and the thick vines were clucked and clattered, and now and then the vines broke because they couldn't bear it, but the place they left behind was quickly taken by new vines.

Is it true that I, Manolos I, am going to die at the hands of this group of shameless villains?

Frightened by the fear of death, Manolos used his last strength to call for help: "Lord Akmund, save me, save me." ”

Avina fell headlong into the air, dead before she could hit the ground.

The Hippogriff demigod just died?

No sign at all!

In the distance, a huge blue figure like a mountain was slowly retracting the finger that had been pointed out.

Akmund the Polluter's nirvana, Finger of Death!