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"Cindis, wait for us in the dead leaf forest ahead. The tribe noticed something was wrong, and they would definitely send soldiers over. Aurelia gave her the map of Hinterland that Kudran had given her in the hands of Cindis, the Ranger, and asked her to temporarily lead the elven team out of here.

The young ranger took the map: "Understood, General. ”

None of the elves thought they would disagree, and the rangers and warriors, like in Quel'Thalas, would never give any other opinion on the general's orders.

The elven squad quickly evacuated the place where the Death Knight and the mage were fighting, and Aurelia drew her golden bow, looking for the best time to attack.

Tyrone thrust his hand into the meadow, and the meadow, which had just sprouted green shoots, was burned by the purple shadow. The Death Knight was serious, jumping off his heavily armored warhorse, his hands gripping the flaming lava greatsword that lay upside down on the ground.

Tyr and Rollin looked at each other, and they activated their spell talents at the same time.

Tyre covers, Rollin outputs. This is the simplest and most efficient way for the two mages to fight.

Ice slammed in, and Tyr's hands were closed, then slowly pulled away. The ice-blue magic circle in the palm of his hand slowly shaped dozens of ice spears. As cover for Rollin's spellcasting, Tyr threw all the sharp-edged ice spears in his hand at Tyrone.

Tyrone was fast, he dodged a large number of ice guns nimbly, and rushed towards Rollin at great speed. As a Death Knight with the soul of a powerful warlock of the Shadow Council, he knows deep down who can pose a real threat to him.

After the first round of ice guns were dodged, Tyr's restriction magic didn't stop there. As soon as he raised his hand, directly in front of Rollin, a ring of frost with a radius of five meters was swapped open.

The rapidly diffusing Frost elemental sought to imprison Tyrone's movements. Tyrone's speed slowed. But that doesn't mean Tyre has succeeded.

Two seconds passed, and Tyrone swung his lava greatsword into the Ring of Frost.

The frost circle floating with different magic patterns quickly disintegrated, and Tyr's spell casting was easily interrupted. Tyr shook his head, this was too far off Caponia's Ring of Ice!

But the limitations of this period of time are sufficient.

Tyrone's pitch-black hood let out a sneer: too weak.

In Tyrone's mind, these magicians who wield arcane and elemental magic are just as fragile as warlocks and shamans. Although the energy they can release is powerful, their bodies are not worth mentioning at all under such a huge and sharp sword!

Mage, you're dead!

The blazing greatsword swung in front of Rollin, who seemed to smell the stench of the Death Knight. There was a gleam in his eyes.

Imperial Law! Seven circles appeared in front of Luo Lin at the same time.

Dual-line mastery, multiple spellcasting, sevenfold, dragon breaking slash!

Intense flames exploded in front of Tyrone, and the black armor on his body was burned to molten iron. The hot juice flowed slowly over his body. He was blown away and hit a straw mat ten meters away.

However, the flame was scorching, and the explosion of the flame elemental did not shatter Tyrone's soul. He stood up again, his broad hood, solid armor, and cloak gone.

Now, all he had was a pale body with flaming molten iron and an even hotter greatsword.

Tyr was blown away by the Death Knight's abilities. The magic that can melt steel didn't kill him!

Icicle!

The fan-shaped frost element froze the body of the Death Knight, and when the cold Frost Yuan touched the Death Knight's body, it was melted by the scorching temperature.

"Unbelievable power. No wonder Gul'dan came to this world in search of strength. Tyrone looked at his mangled body and admired the magician.

Rollin looked at Tyrone calmly, he knew, it wasn't over yet.

Indeed, Tyrone is only now on the offensive.

Gloom, death, decay, pain. The flaming greatsword in Tyrone's hand lost heat and temperature. Tyrone's body also slowly changes. Rollin watched as the Death Knight changed, and he was wielding the power at his disposal.

Dark shadows rose from the night around the magician. Shadows filled the air, and these strange energies naturally invaded Rollin's spirit.

He could feel the shadows eroding his divinity.

"These forces are bewitching your sanity, user." The omniscient eye analyzes the effects of these shadow powers.

Rollin didn't panic, he knew how to resist the spells that this energy conjured.

Void Storm. Rollin's entire upper body was completely converted into arcane energy. Also a type of energy, these shadows collide violently with the arcane.

But, obviously. Arcane energy has the upper hand, because there are magicians who control them, mobilizing them.

Tyrone was impatient, and he grabbed the shadows that diffused from him, tearing them apart violently as if he were tearing at the bodies of his enemies.

Soon, the black lights and shadows that spread around the mage began to explode, and Tyr was forced to use the ice barrier to avoid the aura damage from these explosions.

On the other hand, Rollin is different. In the resistance and dissolution of the energy, the arcane energy he has is just enough to withstand the damage caused by the explosion of these shadows.

Not only that, but Rollin also rushed out in this torn shattered shadow. A magician, rushing in front of the Death Knight.

Tyrone was furious, and he reached for the neck of the mage who was rushing towards him. only to find that Rollin suddenly disappeared in front of him.

The flesh and blood behind his back were torn apart, and Tyrone quickly fought back!

But, it's too late.

Arcane Enhancement, Seven Times Arcane Burst!

The flesh was torn apart, and the white bones were revealed before Rollin's eyes.

Found the soul that is suffering from the arcane energy. The green light and shadow of the orc shape struggled painfully on the body of the Death Knight!

This was the chance, and Aurelia waited for it, and he drew his longbow, aimed at the filthy and disgusting-looking green soul, and shot the magic arrow.

Hit, but the target is not Tyrone. It's an ogre.

Gugal!

"Trouble, trouble. It's these guys again. Gugar picked up the Death Knight on his shoulders, threw off several huge orbs of shadow, and fled in a hurry.

"What is this?" It was the first time Aurelia had seen such a two-headed monster.

"The ogre of the tribe."

"Why don't you chase it, boss?" Tyr removed the ice barrier around him and walked up to him.

Gugar is here, and they must have other warlocks here. These warlocks didn't attack them, and it was a blessing.

But why, these warlocks will not attack them. Including Gul'dan, there were no killers against Rollin and Khadgar.

Blindly conserving power, what do these warlocks want to do!