The more I bragged about Puttles, the more I didn't believe it, and in the end, this thing simply threw my arm off, and his eyes were full of contempt, as if to say, even a small second-order walking corpse like you can also pose a threat to Mograine, what kind of international jokes, if it weren't for Her Majesty, I'm afraid you would have died a long time ago.

Although Putles didn't speak, his eyes were alive, and all kinds of contempt and slander were thrown at me, and I was really angry.

"The sun breeze did help me a lot just now, although it wasn't as exaggerated as he said, but he still had no problem resisting the holy light." As Putress and I stared, Sylvanas chuckled.

At this moment, Putress immediately became calm, this kid can really resist the holy light? What a hell of a thing.

Sylvanas continued, "The Forsaken are still too slow to enter, Putress, you immediately divide the men into two parts, one part continues to enter from here, and the other part is scattered throughout the city, churches, banks, royal palaces, in either direction, in short, let them hurry." ”

Putress gave me a deep look and ordered to leave.

The undead quickly split into two groups, one continuing to enter through the sewer entrance in the Garden Square, while the other team, led by Putres, ran towards the palace before dispersing again.

It's not bad, this guy is quite responsible, and I have a slightly better impression of Putress.

Faranir was left behind as the Supreme Evacuation Commander, but he didn't speak to Sylvanas, he just nodded and then went back to the intense and orderly evacuation work.

"Varimasas, please join me in the final defense this time." Sylvanas said.

Valimassas bent down and saluted, "Very willing to serve." ”

Sylvanas nodded in satisfaction, then ...... He grabbed me by the neck and dragged me like a dog to the center of the square.

Damn, I didn't say I was going to run, okay, I took two steps back, but if you really asked me, I would reluctantly agree, why, why did you treat me like this in public?

Even though there are a thousand words in my heart, my neck is stuck, and I can't say anything, only tears.

Varimathas was stunned for a moment, then smiled and walked with Sylvanas.

Reinforcements from the Abbey arrived quickly, and when nearly a thousand undead remained in the Garden Square, Mograine arrived with a large group of men.

The regrouped Ember Messenger was both spirited and anxious, and judging by the shining light from all over Lordaeron, the results were excellent, which was indeed good, but the Square Garden, the largest entrance to the sewers, was still sending a large number of forsaken people into the sewers, which was a little disturbing.

Finally, when the Garden Square arrived, Mograine's eyes lit up with a sense of war, for he saw that there were still nearly a thousand Forsaken, for he saw Sylvanas and the Dreadlord standing at the forefront, as well as ...... Damn walking corpses infested with maggots.

"Charge!"

Without hesitation, Mograini gave the order to charge.

"Mantra: Shield!"

As soon as Mograine's order was finished, there was a shout from the rear of the cavalry, and then egg-shaped transparent light shields were placed on top of the charging team.

The paladins were blessed by the light, and their expressions became more excited, constantly urging their hips to burst out with more rapid speed.

Soon, a torrent of steel was formed, led by Mograini, charging towards us.

Varimathas's brow furrowed, then he raised his eyebrows, his arms stretched forward, and a low, obscure incantation came out of his mouth.

Suddenly, dozens of rocks, large and small, burning with terrifying demonic fire, appeared above the cavalry.

"Be careful, it's Hellfire!"

Before he could hit the ground, the enemy erupted in panic, and no one could have imagined that the Dreadlord could summon so many hellfires.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The flaming rocks fell to the ground one after another, dazzling like meteors, and after smashing dozens of large craters into the ground, a rock giant of nearly ten meters with terrifying evil fire stood up.

The charge was interrupted, and the paladins had no time to care about the forsaken who kept escaping, and these hellfires were too powerful to be left unchecked, and the ranks of priests and mages in the rear were likely to be slaughtered.

For a while, the holy light and demonic fire flew, the broken arm and stone chips flew together, and the scene was chaotic to an unbelievable level.

"Well done!" Sylvanas said in surprise.

Varimasas said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, this is a forcible summoning of hellfire at the expense of quality, they can still burst out to a normal level in a short time, but when the time comes, they will shatter with a bang. ”

"Oh?" Sylvanas asked, "How long can they hold out?" ”

Varimatas said apologetically: "I don't know, maybe ten minutes, maybe twenty minutes, it depends on the strength of the opponent's attack." ”

"It's okay, it's good to be able to do this." Sylvanas couldn't be too demanding, and if it really had ten minutes, it would be enough.

To be honest, I was really frightened when Varimathas summoned dozens of Hellfires at once, knowing that Hellfire is not an ordinary cannon fodder, this is a very powerful class of the Burning Legion, enough to be ten or even dozens. Being able to summon so many at once, I can't imagine how strong Varimasas is.

Fortunately, with Varimasas's explanation, my heart fell back into my stomach, otherwise this girl's rebellion would not have been easy to handle.

"Shameless, eat me with a sword!" Just then, I suddenly heard a super angry voice.

Crooking my neck, I looked at the battlefield at an awkward angle, and sure enough, it was Mograine's old boy who made the sound.

"Sunwind, it's time for our battle to begin!"

Sylvanas finished speaking, and whether I agreed or not, rushed towards Mograini with me.

Nima's, can we keep a low profile? Mograini has just rushed out of the sea of hellfire, Queen, you can't wait? Although we are not afraid of the holy light, but Nima's is afraid of sword splitting, and for a while, I really want to cry without tears.

With the help of the horse's momentum, Mograini's charge was even more imposing, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Sylvanas.

The light bloomed from the Ember Bringer again, and Sylvanas lifted me in a block and passed under the horse's belly, so frightened that I almost thought we would be crushed by the galloping hooves.

Burst!

As he passed through the horse's belly, Sylvanas flicked his wrist, and the dagger at his waist appeared in his hand, and with another shake, the horse's belly cracked open a hole tens of centimeters long.