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The creepy laugh, combined with the misshapen, distorted face, made Harvey look more eerie than any other demon. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"I've been looking forward to this day for a long time! Carl Ayr! You impostor emissary, Elune's '' is so blind - you have become a star messenger even though you have the disgusting sunlight energy in you! ”

Harvis's face was full of sarcasm and disdain, and Sartre, who had completely lost his heart on Sargeras, no longer regarded the only true god of Azeroth. Having seen the immensity of Sargeras's might, Elune, a god who rarely showed miracles, was not even qualified to be mentioned with Sargeras in the eyes of Harvis.

"I don't know if there's a problem with Elune's eyes, but I know Sargeras must have gone crazy in his head!"

Karl sneered and said, "Even a useless waste like you, he even did not hesitate to sacrifice his own strength to resurrect you, there is nothing more stupid than this!" Harvey - I can kill you the first time, and I can kill you a second time, a third time...... Until your death is the norm, I wonder if your great master will resurrect your obedient dog. ”

"Sharp teeth!" Harvis's face sank, "You are like toads hiding in a deep well, with only the big sky at the mouth of the well, how do you know how vast and grand the world outside the well is." Lord Sargeras's power is something you will never imagine! ”

Sartre's face was filled with frenzy and madness.

"Do you think I'm still the same person I used to be? Karl El - I will return to you a thousand, ten thousand times the shame you have brought me. I will make you taste the cruelest pain in the world, I will torture your soul and body and drown in your own blood, and your soul will finally be in my hands - forever, forever ......"

"May your body be as wonderful as your words!"

Karl raised the Sword of Tyr and swung forward, and an arc of holy light swept towards Harvey like a blade.

"Carving insect skills!"

Between the raised hands, a cloud of black shadow energy poured out with the wave of Harvis's hand, and the heads of the hideous skeletons opened and closed their upper and lower jaws, and a violent explosion then rang out, and the holy light spell and the shadow spell, the two natural mortal enemies, were annihilated at the same time.

"It seems that your master has given you a lot of rewards!"

Karl scoffed, his body bursting forward like a cannonball, and the sword of Tyr stabbed Sartre in the chest.

The blade stabbed into Harvis's chest with ease, but Karl looked as usual, and the sword of Tyr slashed backwards, and a roar of rage was heard.

The stabbed Harvey dissipated like smoke, and it was Harvis's real body that appeared on the other side, staring at Carl angrily.

Carl smiled evilly, in the face of super vision and super hearing, unless Harvey completely used the shadow to blend into the shadows and stopped breathing and all movements, he might be able to escape Carl's eyes.

Sartre is a creature that, to put it bluntly, is a variant of the Night Elves, Harvey, as an upper-level elf, was introduced into the evil energy and shadow energy by Sargeras after his death, and while redeeming his life, the powerful power also distorted the elf's face and body, making it a completely new demon species.

In addition to maintaining their excellent casting talents, creatures like Sartre are better at using shadows to sneak into them and unknowingly deliver a deadly blow from behind their enemies.

Obviously, the fledgling first Sartre chose the wrong object to test the knife.

Harveys's face was full of anger and a hint of disbelief. He used this hidden hand break to easily kill countless elves, he knew very well that Carl was powerful, maybe such a blow would not hurt the steely star messenger, but the reality was that Carl easily saw through his tracks, and he even suffered a small injury because of it.

Sartre stroked a thin wound on his chest, and his face was cloudy.

"Is this what you call a great power? Harveys! Karl taunted Harvey as he kept attacking Harvey with his sword, "Like an assassin who is forever hiding in the shadows, he only delivers a fatal blow to his enemies when they are slackening." Harveys, there's still a little bit of your pride left on the ground! ”

Karl's words pierced Harvis's heart like a needle, and he took refuge in the Burning Legion and Sargeras, whose sole purpose was to gain great power and become the master of this world, even if such a world lord was only a puppet of Sargeras, he had no regrets.

However, Karl's sword completely ruined the Elven Counsellor's great cause, and after being resurrected by Sargeras, the Elven Counsellor endured his disgust for his ghostly appearance, and the first thing he did when he returned to Azeroth was to follow Manolos to the Elven Battlefield and target Karl, the mortal enemy who changed his fate.

"Don't get complacent too soon!"

Harvey used the teleportation spell to dodge Karl's blade, his hands danced rapidly, and the energy that exuded an evil aura quickly condensed in front of Sartre, forming a huge mass in the blink of an eye.

Carl quickly rushed towards Harvis, and the Holy Light Spell Judgment landed above Harvis's head, but was directly swallowed by the huge shadow energy, and Carl, who was secretly surprised, applied a solid holy shield to himself, and at the same time continuously released the Holy Light Sword and Judgment Spell to Harvis, trying to interrupt Harvis.

Harvis's face was twisted with madness, and a fierce look appeared on his face.

Sartre frantically summoned the shadow power that he was not familiar with, and then locked on to Karl and released it violently. Under the guidance of Harvis, the huge shadow energy injected by Sargeras himself opened into a series of green and shadow magic, which greeted Carl like a missile.

"Open it for me!"

Karl infuses the Sword of Tyr, the Guardian's Sword of Justice and the Light seem to be a natural match, amplifying the Light far more powerful than Cal's original weapon, Starfall. The massive blade completely turned into a golden lightsaber, slashing at the shadow arrow that struck it, shattering it and splattering it in all directions.

Karl, who quickly wielded the sword of the Guardian, was also surrounded by the dazzling gold that was constantly flashing, and the shadow arrow rain guided by Harvey seemed to be conscious, frantically charging and ramming around Carl's light shield.

"The Light is at my command—the Blade of Light!"

Karl let out an earth-shattering roar, and the holy light on his body suddenly exploded, like a small golden sun. A series of golden lightsabers that looked like substance shot out as Karl continued to spin (divine beasts), colliding with the shadow arrows, devouring and detonating each other......

"He's mine!"

Manolos rushed over and saw that Karl was 'in disarray', and seemed to be about to be killed by Harvis's Shadow Arrow at any moment. Manolos is still waiting to exchange Karl's head for a defeat to wash his shame, how can he be willing to let Harvey steal his head.

The Abyss Lord roared, the Abyss Giant Blade swung forward, and the power of the same shadow surged towards the shadow arrow rain of Harvis, the subjective consciousness of the abyssal wraiths was much stronger than Harvis's shadow archery technique, and the wraiths attacked the shadow arrows in a clear organization, and the power of the same origin made the wraiths excited as if they had met a hungry wolf in a flock......

"What do you want to do! Manolos! ”

Harvey yelled angrily at the Abyss Lord.

Manolos froze, and the elven counsellor, who had always been submissive to him, suddenly roared unceremoniously at him, and the Abyss Lord had never even imagined such a scene.

"You call me by my name?!"

A puff of smoke erupted from Manolos' thick nostrils, and the sound of the urn woke Harvey to his senses. But Sartre, who was resurrected by Sargeras himself and bestowed great power with his own hands, obviously believes that his current status is no lower than that of the Abyss Lord.

"You're betraying the Legion, Manolos!"

Harvey didn't back down and stared at Manolos fiercely.

"Good, good!" Manolos laughed angrily, "Resurrected by Lord Sargeras, you think you're already an important figure in the Legion?" Harvis, Harvis, I tell you, even if you are stronger now than before, a worm is a worm, and you will never become an eagle soaring in the sky! ”

The 'Hell' in the Abyss Lord's hand pointed at Harvis, and a jet-black spell struck Harvis. Sartre was full of confidence, and he didn't expect Manolos to dare to really make a move.

Harveys, who was hit, interrupted the guidance of the spell, and Karl, who had already nearly scattered the Shadow Arrow, took the opportunity to release the Holy Storm, and the surging holy light spread around Carl like a shockwave, purifying the defeated Shadow Arrow and the Abyssal Wraith.

"It's a wonderful dog-eat-dog--a mouthful of hair!!" (To be continued.) )