Swarm teleportation

In the blink of an eye, Doril Collector and his water elemental vanished before the eyes of Vind Nightwind. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The reason why group teleportation can be defined as a stunt is because its cooldown time is extremely short, and the full-level perfect group teleportation is directly without CD, so you can use it if you want.

Compared to the shining that has a limited distance and can only teleport by itself, the group teleportation is obviously a level stronger.

Trouble......

Wynd Nightwind didn't understand what Doril Collector meant by barriers, but he knew that it wasn't a good thing. If you don't find him soon...... Waynd Nightwind always had a sense of foreboding.

Raptor state!

Vernd Nightwind transformed into a blackbird once more, flapping his wings and flying, condescendingly observing the battle.

Where would he be?

The battle situation is chaotic, and it is difficult to spot without looking closely...... Strange situation!

I saw a griffon knight behind Waynd Nightwind, and a familiar magic circle appeared under him.

That's not a sign of mass teleportation or anything!

In fact, the crowd teleport can be interrupted, because the cast of the crowd teleport has a short period of time, although it is not long, but it is enough to give the enemy a chance to attack.

Before completing the skill, either killing the caster or killing the allied unit as the teleportation coordinate can interrupt the crowd teleportation.

Now Waynd Nightwind can actually manipulate this griffon knight, although he doesn't have any instant kill skills, he can use the magic sparkle of the fairy dragon to disrupt the magical order of the group teleportation. Not only did it destroy the skill, but the magic shine caused a backlash effect, and it was enough for this Dragon Eagle Knight and Doril Collector to eat a pot.

However, Vind Nightwind didn't make a move, because he knew that the damage caused by the magic flash was only at the level of "one pot", and it was still far from being able to truly solve the problem of Doril Collector.

In that case, it would be better to let Doril Collector come back on his own.

Hurricane Wiende Night Wind has almost recovered.

This time, I'll let you ascend to heaven...... Who told you to intimidate me. As for the alchemist, he put it down and grinded it slowly.

The next moment, magic swirled, and next to the marked Dragon Eagle Knight, a figure appeared in an instant, and Doril Spell Collector teleported back.

But then, Wynnd Nightwind was dumbfounded, and he forgot to release even the prepared hurricane.

Doril Collector looked at the stunned Wynd Nightwind and sneered: "Hehe, my group teleportation is so-so, in a short distance, I can only take 800 people to teleport at a time, these 797 dragon eagle knights, you can deal with it slowly." ”

It turned out that Doril Spell Collector didn't run away to cast his enchantment just now, but directly pulled a team of Dragon Eagle Knights from other battle areas.

800 minus Doril Collector and two water elementals, a total of 797 Dragon Eagle Knights, enough to entangle this Night Hero.

"All Dragon Eagle Knights, use the Aerial Shackles! Druid, turning into a Raptor state in the face of our Terran Alliance is the worst decision you've ever made. ”

Vernd Nightwind felt a chill in his heart, and he wanted to return to his original state, but it was too late.

Shackles in the air!

The three-digit Dragon Eagle Knight also uses aerial shackles against Waynd Nightwind, and even if he is a hero, he can't get rid of it.

Damn it!

Anchored in the air by bright red magical chains, Waynd Nightwind was filled with grief and anger, and his composure could only lift one layer of aerial shackles, and there was no way to escape from so many layers of shackles.

Although in the state of shackles in the air, the attack of a fixed unit will not be attacked, and there is no need to worry about life for the time being, but on the battlefield, there is nothing more important than "scrapping" a hero.

In fact, the effect of the Aerial Shackles skill will cause a certain degree of continuous blood loss, but it is not painful at all for the hero's health recovery speed.

It's just that this time, Waynd Nightwind can really only watch as Doril Collector teleports away with a sinister face.

The one who counts more wins.

"Stupid elves, I don't understand at all that war is an art, an art of eating brains, and only a wise man like me can express this art to the fullest......"

Entangled by the heroes of the night, Doryl Collector can finally brazenly use another of his stunts, enchantment.

Speaking of enchantments, it dates back to before the last time we fought the Burning Legion.

Arthas, the Terran prince who was controlled by the Lich King and turned into a Death Knight, has just led the Scourge of the Dead to complete the conquest of Quel'Thalas, a kingdom established by the High Elves in the Eastern Kingdom.

Then, the Undead Scourge pointed the butcher's knife at the magical city of the Terran Alliance, Dalaran. Intent to take the Book of Medivan and reopen the Burning Legion's access to Azeroth.

The magicians of Dalaran, under the leadership of the legendary hero Grand Magician Antonidas, used the results of the research of the Supreme Magic Association in recent years to lay layers of powerful enchantments in Dalaran.

Despite the onslaught of the undead army, Dalaran was outnumbered and captured by Arthas. However, Dalaran still inflicted an unimaginable blow on the Undead Legion, so that in the end, when the Undead Scourge opened the Dark Gate to lead the Burning Legion to arrive, it almost failed to defeat the Terran counterattack.

However, these are things in the past, and the most important thing is that although Dalaran is gone, the skill of enchantment is still passed down among the great mages of the Terran Alliance.

Now, Doril Collector is in Falling Star Village to make this stunt work.

To prove to everyone, the Grand Mage is not just a useful "vehicle" (mass teleportation), but a powerful output class!

Choosing a position, under the cover of the other soldiers, Doril Magician concentrated, his staff glowing brightly, and then swung regularly in the air.

After a few breaths, the more than 200,000 soldiers who were fighting fiercely were surprised to find that they did not know when they had begun, and they were in a flickering purple light.

But unlike the Terran soldiers, who didn't feel anything, all the soldiers of the night experienced a suffocating pain for a moment.

That's right, it's more than 100,000 dark nights in the battlefield at the same time.

"Ah...... It's ......"

"It's painful......"

"What is this...... Night Breeze Lady...... Where are you ......?"

"Hold on! Talon Druid, I need a rejuvenation! ”

"Brother...... I'm probably going to die...... Ishnu-alah (Elfish: Good luck)"

“……”

Looking at the purple light flickering beside him, Waynd Nightwind's heart seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and it was so cold that it was suffocating.

Even his hero-level attribute level has to lose blood quickly in the enchantment, not to mention other night soldiers.

"Damn! Damn it! …… Elune-abore, please save them......"

Then, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky.

Directly slashed at the head of Doril Dharma, who was maintaining the ending.

Surprise!

“Elune？！”