Chapter 332: It's time to play Dafa
Gotik panicked, the surging wave of arcs silenced him just before he could break free from Leo's strangulation, the soul reaper still couldn't cast spells, his body had already crossed the center of the square.
A strange kobold holding a scepter, two meters tall, with muscles all over his body, turned out from behind Leo, and the electric light on the scepter flashed, it was none other than the kobold's land master Flintag.
The taste of millions of volts is very unpleasant!
Leo smiled at Gotic, revealing his white teeth, a standard smile.
"Powerful warlocks with dogs!"
Gotik felt that he was being teased, and the warlock's dog clearly refers to the hellhound, which is the kobold? You kid amusement uncle, I'm it!
Just thinking this, a hellhound ran out from behind Leo, and Gotik was stunned, is this kid a warlock?
Worst!
After the god of Leng God, Gotic chuckled in his heart, and there was an epic hellhound, wouldn't that mean that the other party could also cast a spell blockade!
Three black energy lines shot towards Gotick, Gotick is now too far away from the Death Knights, most of the Death Knights are powerless, only the elite masters of the three Death Knights can cast the Death Grip that far, it can be seen that Leo has realized the use of the power of death since the golden finger The Death Grip is actually very bad, because its cast distance is far enough.
Two white wolves and a white swamp crocodile suddenly appeared behind Gotick and blocked the death grips of the three elite death knights, and the death knights were completely out of luck.
"Damn brute!"
The three Death Knight Elites scolded angrily and swung their swords wildly, and the three beasts were slashed by them under their horses, and the attack power of these three people under the blessing of the hopeless roar was comparable to that of the legendary powerhouses, and it was easy to kill the terror pincers and the wild wolf one-on-one.
As Gotik expected, when he was about to regain his ability to cast spells, the Hellhound cast a spell blockade on him, and the Soul Reaper could only watch as he was captured at the exit of the plaza shrouded in holy light.
This is a run to heaven?
With only ten meters of each other at a distance of only ten meters, Hawksbill's aimed shot went straight for Gotik's head.
The Ranger King's blow was extremely fast, and the distance between the two sides was so close that Gotik didn't have time to react before the arrow reached the front door. Sadly, however, a translucent shield blocked the arrow, and Gotic's mana shield saved his life in a moment of crisis.
"Drink!"
Brandishing two snatched rune swords, Frelyn's body was furious and the battle intent was raging, and the Blood Elf warrior turned on his furious rage, unleashing a bloodthirsty blow that slashed at Gotic's mana shield.
The translucent air shield shook violently, and in Frelin's disappointed gaze it finally survived and was not shattered.
Gotik remained unharmed.
"I can't see that you old guy is getting old, the turtle shell is quite hard."
Leo unleashed the Grip of Death in one hand, and with the other he unleashed Chaos Arrows, two intertwined green mist ignored the protection of the mana shield and pierced Gotic's chest, and two bone spears also pierced his body, opening two large holes in the soul reaper's chest.
At this point, Gotik has been photographed by Leo's side, and the Hellhound's spell blockade is ineffective.
Hawksbill, Frelyn, and Liadlin did not hesitate to unleash the arcane torrent, and the three powerhouses did not care that they were now in the Naxxramas full of the power of death, and they forcibly endured the pain of the erosion of the power of death, and together they drained the nearby magical power.
Gotik tried to cast his spell but found that there were no elements for him to call, and the Soul Reaper didn't want to, so he turned and jumped off the exit, falling straight into the square.
The idea is good, but the approach is not right. It's a pity that Gotik came out too late and didn't see what happened to Fatola, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to do so.
"Orcs, help!"
Leo's magic was constantly drumming, and curses such as damage deepening, aging, corrosion, and state magic such as the Soul Devouring Plague were sprinkled on Gotic in one goth, just like a seasonal clearance in a store, a bulk sale regardless of cost. Not only that, but he shouted loudly to Grunhouse, and at this time the orc female warrior retreated directly below the exit.
As he fell, Gotik saw a blurred figure smash towards him, a large axe slashing at him with the sound of a whirring wind. After receiving Glennhold's fatal blow, Gotik's mana shield finally shattered, and the soul reaper without this barrier was knocked back to the exit by Glennhold.
Grunhod, who crashed into Gotic, lost his upward momentum and quickly fell to the ground, but the orc female warrior knew that there was only so much she could do, and whether she could leave Gotik next was only up to the strength of the few people at the entrance.
As soon as Gotik was knocked back into the exit, a pillar of blazing light fell, and the golden holy light had turned white due to being compressed too much, and Liadlin struck at this time.
Being sprinkled on his body by the divine fire that Leadlin used with all his might, Gotik couldn't help but tremble, the holy light had a strong restraint effect on him as an undead calamity, and thanks to Gotik's strength, if it had been replaced by other undead calamities, he would have already been wiped out and wiped out.
Resisting the pain in his body, Gotic, who had lost much strength, reluctantly performed a flash spell using the magic element that refilled the gap in the upper exit, and appeared thirty meters away from the entrance.
Escape!
Gotik's heart was relieved, and he was about to continue running when a strong wind pressure suddenly overwhelmed him.
"Old fellow, let's get on the road obediently!"
The dark element in Leo's hand surged, and he was ready to intercept Gotick at the right time, and the dark element around him suddenly exploded, and Gotick was hit by the energy and couldn't move.
At this time, a huge palm covers.
Rumble!
There was a wail of pain in the square, and a large handprint half an inch deep appeared on the magically reinforced ground.
It is said that even a rotten stone on Naxxramas has been magically fortified, and now it seems that it is indeed the case, and the attack on the War Fortress has only caused it to appear in a small pit.
"Kill Gotick the Soul Reaper...... If the equipment is successfully extracted, the host obtains: Undead Slayer, Death Bell, Soul World Mirror, is it extracted? ”
Three pieces!
It's actually three pieces of equipment!
Originally, when he heard that the magic equipment was successfully extracted, Leo was still secretly annoyed that his bad luck was bad, you must know that he was very greedy for Gotic's soul harvesting, if that thing was silently yin, even if the demigod was not good, he would be killed, for some slow and sleepy beast demigods, the soul harvesting was completely a big killer.
Silently extracting in his heart, asking Goldfinger to deliver the extra reward to his pocket, Leo commanded the War Fortress to grab it with all his might, and gathered the bones of Gotic, the giant robot who had already smashed the bones of the soul reaper to his master in the first place.
Ignoring the strange gazes of the other four, Leo carefully put it away.
The last time he killed Varymatas, he didn't leave a skeleton, and this time Leo won't make the same mistake again.
Hahaha, what about the legendary strong?
Whoever called you a mage is still so careless, a mage without magic protection encounters a violent machine like a war fortress is a big lunch box - full of cutlery.
It's been upgraded again!
Glancing at his level, Leo found that he had risen to the height of sixty-seven, and he felt very satisfied.
In fact, it was not his intention to kill Gotik, if it weren't for the help of Leah Delin, Hawksbill, Frelyn, and Glennhold, it would not have been an ordinary effort to break Gotik's mana shield with Leo's strength. Even if he let Dragonaks make a move, he might not be able to keep Gotik, and the war fortress's thousand-cannon salvo is only suitable for sneak attacks, and the success rate of frontal kills is less than one.
Encountering Leo and Leadlin, Gotick, the soul reaper, can only consider himself unlucky, except for Freyrin and Glennhold, the five guys who attacked him are not as strong as him, Leadrin and Hawksbill are still unknown whether they will win or lose head-to-head with him, and although Leo is the weakest, he has the most means, and the control skills are played one after another, and it is difficult for Gotick to fight back.
As one of the eighteen Scourge powerhouses guarding Naxxramas, the death of Gotic, the soul reaper in charge of the Death Knight's dark magic training, completely alarmed the undead in this Scourge stronghold.
"Whoever dares to attack Naxxramas, what a daring!"
An icy and piercing voice echoed in Naxxramas, and the lifeless Naxxramas suddenly became lively, and the power of death that filled every corner of this air fortress city was restless, and a feeling of being watched suddenly appeared in the hearts of strong people such as Leo and Leadlin.
"This time, the Great Lich Kel'thugad has been alarmed, and the undead scourge in the entire Naxxramas has been dispatched. If we don't want to die here, we have to leave now. ”
Leo didn't want to face a large crowd of Scourge powerhouses, and he knew that the feeling of being watched was because Kel'thugad had discovered them. At this time, the Great Lich, who is the leader of Naxxramas, is definitely mobilizing the natural calamity powerhouses in various districts to come and encircle and suppress it, and it is a dead word to stay if he does not run away early.
I'm just starting to cheat in my life, and I don't want to just hang up.
Leah Delin first used a leap of faith to bring Branigan. Thunderhammer pulled her to her side, and she shoved the teleportation scroll she had prepared for Putress and Olisa to the dwarven warriors and Glenhold, who had hurried up.
Several people, including the dwarf Branigan, glanced at each other, and without the slightest hesitation, they pulled open the teleportation and positioning teleportation scroll.
What the?
What do you say about Dalyan, who is still trying to rush in?
This valiant warrior who was willing to be the queen of our royal highness, we will always remember him.
(To be continued)