"Tut-tut, you're too ruthless, aren't you?" Faced with the threat of drunken wind, Les Frost showed a sadness that was too fake to be fake, "Obviously, I have promised to hand over the Sagrete Keystone, but you didn't say that you would let me go......"

"Shut up!" Tirio Fordin, armed with a war hammer, couldn't help but speak, "Allowing you to die easily is already the Light's forgiveness for you!" ”

In the short corridor that everyone had just passed, the Drunken Wind Five already knew how cruel the lich in front of them was. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If a commoner unfortunately falls into the hands of a demon and will be sacrificed to his soul, then it is better to be sacrificed in the hands of the lich in front of him!

A large number of Lordaeron civilians were used as test material, and the catacombs were littered with twisted corpses, and countless poor people were poured with unknown potions and wailed......

Old Fording believed that hell was nothing more than that!

It was precisely because of the tragic events that they had witnessed before that everyone seemed so ruthless when facing the lich who seemed to be the leader of the place.

And Les himself understands that what he has done is absolutely unforgivable in the eyes of others, so he is looking for an opportunity while talking to Drunken Wind without saying a word.

Now is the time!

Les, who was speaking, suddenly raised his hand, and countless hidden magic circles in the hall activated, and a large area of shadow energy escaped.

"Hahahaha, wither, bloom, and then die!"

Under Rice's manipulation, the corrupt and decaying power of the Shadow permeated the entire hall, enveloping the Drunken Wind Five—the boss who was bloodthirsty at the slightest disagreement!

In the face of this kind of madman, the Drunken Wind Squad can only helplessly dodge.

However, Drunken Wind was surprised to find that Rice's death withering was not only aimed at his own team, but also his allies and himself!

The tumbling shadows corroded everything, and Les's bones were gradually turning black!

"Maniac!" Drunken Wind couldn't help but shout, "Don't you want to die anymore?!" ”

"Hahaha, I'm not alive anymore! What can I take care of? "It's enough to be able to take our archmage, the former Guardian Medivan, with him!" ”

Well? Wrong!

Drunken Wind was keenly aware of Rice's resentment, and it seemed that he had a lot of opinions about Medivan!

Thinking of this, Drunken Wind insisted on scattering demons and looked at Medivan - but Medivan was also confused at this time.

"We've met?" Medivan frowned, "How come I'm not impressed at all?" ”

"Of course not, how could a high Guardian have ever seen a liar like me?" Les decisively denied it, "But I've admired you for a long time!" ”

"When I was a child, I followed my father to Dalaran with the hope of the whole village, hoping to become an apprentice mage."

"I remember exactly what Dalaran bastard said—we want a guy who is smart enough to be a disciple of Master Medivan, and you're obviously not qualified."

"I didn't pass that year's test, and the bastards didn't give me back the entry fee, and my father was begged for money when he was haunted by the bad luck of a school of prophecy, and was eventually killed by an alcoholic aristocrat in Alterac."

"Have you been to the sewers of Dalaran? I spent my teenage years there! ”

"I work in the cafeteria during the day, observing the mage's movements and habits, and at night I fight in the sewers of Dalaran - don't think that only you Violet Academy students can fight, in my opinion, those weak academy little guys are simply useless, I can kill them with a dagger!"

"Eventually, I became a mage, but I was self-appointed. And after officially becoming a mage, I realized how ridiculous my pursuits were! ”

"The commoners look up to me, the little lords flatter me, the big lords respect me—I could have enjoyed it all rightfully, but it was all ruined in a qualification appraisal!"

"Lord Tomadivan's blessing, I have lost my father, I have lost the joy of my youth, and now that I can finally face the source of it all, how can I not be excited?"

"With my master's blessing, I am no longer the liar who pretended to be a mage of the School of Prophecy by looking at words and looks, I am a true lich with frost and shadows flowing through my body!"

"And you, will witness all this!"

The faster Rice spoke, he began to get excited.

"Mage......" Les' eyes showed a look of fanaticism, "and now I am too!" Unlike your well-mannered academics, I'm a true mad mage! ”

When the entire hall was filled with a rich shadow energy, Les did not continue his death withering, but chose a more extreme way.

"Explode!"

With Rice's order, this time the shadow energy no longer withered, but began to explode!

As soon as he discovered Rice's intentions, Medivan directly held up a spell shield to envelop his teammates, and at the same time, Old Ferdin's aura of piety was also opened to reduce the damage of the explosion as much as possible.

"It's useless, idiots - this is my territory, there are no arcane here, only shadows!"

Rice's tone became more and more frantic in the explosion, and he didn't care that his body was almost blown up.

"It's a shame not to be a goblin......, bastard," Drunken Wind sighed in a low voice, "Exploding maniac!" ”

"What do you say? Panda people? Les was slightly distracted.

"I mean, if we continue like this, we won't necessarily die, but you will die yourself!" Drunken Wind shook his head, "Why bother?"

"Haha clam, stupid, I'm a lich - a really cautious lich who doesn't put his life box on the line! Lichs don't die! "The explosion won't kill me, you'll be destroyed by the shadows of madness, and I'll be reborn with the Death Box!" ”

"You're an idiot...... Drunken Wind shook his head, "You didn't understand what I meant - Illidan, did you find out?" ”

"I found it, this guy's lifebox is nearby—interesting, it must be in the fireplace next door."

"What I sigh for is not your courage to try to die together, but the courage to use the shadows to connect your lifebox before the eyes given by Sargeras." Drunken Wind smiled confidently, "Now, tell me, is the lich who has been found alive still not afraid of death?" ”

"Oh no!"

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I was originally a wolf from the north, but I was frozen into a dog in the south, and I had a cold (to be continued.) )