Chapter 47: Fate
Clang!
With a dull metal collision sound, a figure holding a war spear fell from the sky, and the fanged warrior who was already raging was directly blown to the ground by the blow of the figure.
- Heroes are here!
After the figure that fell from the sky landed, the spear danced in the wind and raged, reaching the fanged warrior, and the earthy yellow light around him flickered continuously, and with each flicker of light, the power of the figure increased by one point.
It doesn't just look like Rhodes is eyeing these fanged warriors.
Roar!
The fanged warrior who was blown away by the sudden blow quickly reacted, in Rod's somewhat jealous eyes, the plate armor on the chest of the fanged warrior was actually torn apart by the blow, if the blow just now was not blocked by this heavy plate armor, I am afraid that this fanged warrior would have been killed at this moment.
Bang!
The fanged warrior let out a long roar and tore the shattered plate armor apart, revealing its cyan hair, its hideous fangs haunting the power of sacrifice, and it roared angrily, and pounced on the figure with a war hammer in its hand.
- "Blood Fury! ”
Thus the one who descended from the sky was not to be outdone, and roared, and the momentum of his whole body changed greatly, if he was as solid as a stone just now, now it was like a raging wave, and the war spear was wrapped in a layer of dark red light, and he suddenly met the fanged warrior.
In the distance, Rhodes recognized the figure's occupation.
Bloodline Fury!
That's a branch of the warrior class, and the most famous bloodline warrior class is the [Berserker], and the bloodline rage in front of you shouldn't be following this path.
Judging from the skill that he had just made that fell from the sky.
He should be a warrior who takes the [Bloodline Hero] route.
- Heroes are here!
The Bloodline Warrior leaps into the air and lands at a designated location, dealing massive damage to enemies within a certain radius. When he enters the battlefield, the heroic brilliance of his bloodline will increase the morale and physical strength of his clan, and will have an oppressive effect on the enemy.
Rhodes didn't have much to do to grab people's heads.
If that bloodline rage was a warrior who followed the legendary route of [Bloodline Hero], if Rhodes went to kill the fanged warrior, he would even completely offend that warrior.
Bloodline heroes.
It is a powerful racial legendary class, and the warriors who follow this path will take the [Heroic Oath] when they advance, swearing to fight against the alien race and defend the interests of the race.
They generally have a [Heroic Path] specialty.
This specialty has no effect on other classes, and the basic ability is that every time a Bloodline Hero kills an alien, he will receive a certain amount of power.
Pretty much the people who go down this path are basically staunch racists.
They gain power by killing aliens.
There are still many fanged warriors on the battlefield, and there is no need to offend a bloodline hero of Stormwind City because of a fanged warrior.
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In fact, the key point of this war is still the spellcaster.
On the other side of the battlefield.
The pale blue figure was flying rapidly in the air, and the staff in his hand was constantly shining with magical brilliance, and Norman was not inferior to him in any way.
- High fireball burst! (Spell Extreme)
- Sorcery Amplification!
Fireballs rolled from Norman's white bone staff, and at the same time, a string of fangs and necklaces on his chest flashed, and the effect of sorcery amplification was blessed, and those fireballs suddenly turned from orange to dark green, and instantly blasted into blue.
- Frost Wings!
- Ice Wall!
- Ice Pick!
When the dark green fireball blasted towards Canglan, the arcane crystals around his body frantically sounded an alarm, as an academic mage, Canglan was very skilled in [Spell Instantaneous] and [Spell Silence].
A pair of crystal clear blue wings suddenly appeared behind him, and with a flick of the wings, his figure quickly slashed away, increasing the speed of the flying technique by at least 20%, and at the same time, the staff connected the dots, and ice walls appeared, blocking fireballs one after another.
- Witchcraft Wither!
In the face of the ice picks that Azure finally counterattacked, Norman's white bone staff was a little, and several ice picks withered directly in the air before they could get close.
This old priest has extremely rich combat experience, and a small skill can defuse the blue attack, and the blue has an arcane crystal, and the reaction and calculation also have a small advantage, and the spells of the two people are thrown out quickly.
"Huh?"
Just when the battle between Norman and Canglan was at a fever pitch, a figure quietly approached Norman, the old priest's eyes froze, and the white bone staff threw out three emblems in one go.
- Shock Emblem!
- Emblem of Despair!
- Emblem of Pain!
The three emblem runes instantly fell on the body of the hunter warrior behind Norman, and in an instant, the warrior fell into a state of shock, weakness and pain, and the blue didn't even have time to release the "High Magic Disengagement", and another spell fell from Norman.
- Bloodthirsty absorption!
Under the angry gaze of the blue eye, the hunter warrior who tried to attack the spellcaster was directly sucked into a dry corpse by Norman, and a scarlet power was instantly fed back to Norman, his eyes were glowing with blood, and Norman's originally weakening momentum actually recovered in an instant.
This is the caster!
Killing a warrior is like chopping vegetables!
"Humans, gnolls will rise!"
Norman's voice was extremely hoarse, a heavy breath was brewing, he stared straight at the blue sky, and said in a deep voice: "Under the guidance of fate, I once saw a touch of the future that belongs to the jackals, that is the most unchangeable law of fate in the multiverse, you can't stop it!" ”
"Ancestral Soul!"
The Battle Priest's momentum climbed wildly, and the old gnoll seemed to be tired of such spell blows.
Maybe it's because he's old.
The dark wounds left behind by the original impact on the legendary realm were tormenting him all the time, and if this battle didn't end, maybe he should be permanently injured.
"How can I fall until I realize the bright future that belongs to the gnolls! I, Norman, call on the power of our ancestors, and may the souls of our ancestors protect us in our pursuit of that destiny! ”
In Norman's hoarse cry, the fanged necklace on his chest emitted a dazzling light!
Strange things!
That tusk necklace is a strange thing!
"Roar!"
A resounding wolf howl resounded through the battlefield from the necklace, and the figure of a giant wolf full of historical breath was slowly condensing, and the phantom of a giant wolf the size of a small hill was suspended in the air, looking down at the blue sky, and there was no trace of emotion in his cold eyes.
Pale Blue's face was a little pale and he looked at the huge blue wolf phantom, and a huge sense of crisis rose in his heart, but he didn't retreat, at this time, he represented Stormwind City, he couldn't retreat, and he couldn't retreat.
Maybe the Fa Ye is a group of very noble people.
But when it comes to racial warfare in the Shadow Domain, even if it is a mage, once he retreats and loses the war, he will be hunted down by Stormwind City endlessly.
What's more, there is still a sense of belonging to human beings in the bottom of the blue heart!
"The future of destiny? Oh, ridiculous! ”
Canglan fixed his body, took a deep breath, under the gaze of the giant wolf, he calmly suspended in the air, looking directly at Norman in the distance, and his voice came slowly: "You haven't even reached the legendary realm of touching the true laws of the multiverse, what qualifications do you have to talk about fate!" ”
"If fate has brought you to Stormwind! Then we have to take control of our own destiny too! Change your so-called future! ”
"Deep blue!"
Canglan roared angrily, and as the word "dark blue" came out, a spear with a blue body slowly pulled out from the mage space that was temporarily opened by Canglan.
The front part of the spear was in the shape of a four-sided cone, carved with exquisite patterns, and the blue crystal-like hilt was integrated, and as it appeared, the temperature around the blue plummeted, and even wisps of blue cold appeared in the air.
- "Ancestor roars! ”
- "Deep Blue Spear!" ”
Just as the two powerful spellcasters had each performed their strongest moves, in the midst of their roars, the huge blue wolf phantom let out an earth-shattering roar and rushed towards the blue.
The blue spear with a rolling storm of ice met the wolf without fear.
Rumble!
Two powerful forces collided, and a violent explosion swept all directions in an instant!
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Chaotic battlefield.
Because of the magical storm in the distance, everyone couldn't help but look there in horror.
Rod's eyes froze, he didn't stop the sword in his hand because of the fluctuations in the distance, his figure burst out, and a wave of fluctuations poured out from his iron sword, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at a fanged warrior who was temporarily distracted by the giant wolf phantom.
- Earth Rift: Wave Sword!
The iron sword slammed into the fanged warrior's plate armor with a sword aura, and Rhodes seemed to have expected that this blow would not pierce the plate armor, and his purpose was not to kill with one blow.
- Rip Slash!
When the fanged warrior was knocked away, Rhodes quickly took the next move, he changed the sword in his hand to a backhand sword, and the sword aura in mid-air was like a tornado, strangling the fanged warrior to death.
The sturdy plate armor began to shatter under the multi-stage sword qi of the Rip Slash, and wisps of sharp sword qi began to sting the fanged warriors.
"Die!" Rod let out a low growl.
- Collapse of the Mountain!
Before the fanged warrior could explode into the rage in his chest after the fanged warrior landed, Rhodes leaped to his feet, holding the iron sword in his hand and slamming into the big guy with terrifying sword aura.
The smoke and dust rose, and the big creature roared in the dust, struggling to get up, holding a heavy battle axe, and when he was about to swing the battle axe, his body jerked forward, and he fell to his knees, and he glanced at his chest in astonishment, and countless blood and organs gushed out. With a trace of unwillingness and hideousness, he roared weakly, and the tomahawk finally slipped into his hand and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Successfully slain Wolf Rider!"
"Earn 376 XP!"
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Rod's expression did not fluctuate at all, and after quickly pulling away from him, he quickly took out a "secondary energy potion", poured the potion into his mouth violently, and his body quickly roamed around the battlefield.
He didn't know what was happening in the distance, and he didn't care.
The outcome of this battle is not in his mind.
It's not that he doesn't have a sense of racial belonging as a human race, it's that he's too weak.
It's like the fate that Norman talked about.
What is fate? What you can change and what you can't change, what you can choose and what you can't choose, are all fate.
Because of the shortness will be immortal, because of the humble will want power, because of weakness will be shouted all day long: "We want to control our own destiny, we must change our destiny!" ”
Rhodes didn't care about these things, and he didn't have the ability to care about them.
As the saying goes, "if you are good, you will help the world, and if you are poor, you will be good alone".
All Rhodes can do is keep getting stronger, and only by becoming stronger can he be qualified to choose his fate.
Those creatures standing on two legs believe that fighting against fate and conquering fate is a sign of strength! In the end, it turned out to be nothing more than self-inflicted trouble.