Instantly rushed to the center of the centaur wizard, without waiting for the centaur wizard to react, "Thunder Strike", "War Trampling", "Reckless", "Blade Storm", ignoring the raised blades and the magic shot around, Wren quickly used a series of skills, and suddenly the centaur wizard team who was still chanting spells turned on their backs, and became a mess, and the surrounding Overseer guards were also disrupted The formation and rhythm of the attack. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In a terrible howl, Wren was clearing a small empty field full of severed blades and stumps from the centaur formation.

Wren was now facing the same direction as the centaur formation, that is, in the opposite direction of his assault, facing the backs of the Centaur warriors who were waiting for him. "Hmph, pop chrysanthemum? Enjoy, crumbs! Wren, who was in the middle of the battle, suddenly thought out of tune.

"Roar of courage!" I saw Wren take a sharp breath, and a sound wave roared out of his mouth, and along the direction of his face, a wave of power was transmitted, stirring up the sand and dust on the land, and the sound wave like a wave shook the enemy in front of him and stunned him.

At this moment, the centaur wizard who had been scattered by Wren came back to his senses, stood firm, and regrouped the team, and the sound of chanting spells sounded from his mouth again.

Seeing the Centaur Wizard re-chanting the spell, Wren used the skill "Support" on the frontmost of his own defensive warriors, rushed out of the gap in the staggered Centaur Overseer's guard, and quickly hid behind the erected "Halberd Barrier".

"Spell Reflex!" Wren, hiding behind a shield, gave a new order.

The centaur wizard who had just finished chanting didn't have time to stop, and the magic arrow crashed into the minotaur, and then was reflected back by the latter's shield, and there was a big chaos, and the centaur wizard who didn't have time to dodge was coughed up blood by his own magic arrow, and was injured countless times, and with a shield reflection, Wren paralyzed nearly half of the centaur wizard's combat power.

"Charge!" Wren, who was back at the front of the line, gave the order again.

"For the glory of Mother Earth!" More than a hundred minotaur giants roared with a thunderous sound, changed their weapons in their hands, and crushed them in a cone-shaped three-person formation like a mudslide in the mountains from the gap in the staggered centaur overseer guard, leaving countless dead and wounded in their wake.

"Shaman! Bloodlust! Wren roared when he saw a hundred brethren following him into the enemy line. I only saw the power of the soul in the hands of the minotaur shaman who had been guarding in the middle, and all the more than a hundred minotaur strong men were already tall and mighty, and the weapons wielded in their hands were faster and heavier, and the lethality also rose again, and the centaur team that was already weak in the battlefield was even more panicked, and more than a hundred hideous minotaur strong men slaughtered the mortal enemy in front of them like estrus, without the slightest mercy and mercy.

Wren took the lead, using the "Father of Dragon's Teeth" with both hands to slash and slash, dancing, heroic strikes, and whirlwind slashes repeatedly, and there was no enemy along the way, and the dagger slashed through the throat of the centaur from time to time, and it was easy, agile, and artistic.

"Strike Back at the Storm!" Seeing that he had rushed into the depths of the enemy formation, Wren roared, and the anger in his body filled the surface of his body, forming a circle of sword-like protection, while intercepting the weapon attack from the centaur, it emitted a more victorious red light, and the damage was also applied to the enemy himself.

Wren, who drove back against the storm, used the bronze armor on his body to resist the damage of several centaurs, and was stopped by several recovery techniques by the skipped druids.

Wren, who had re-advanced to the center of the centaur team, raised his head to the sky and roared out a suppressed and terrifying roar, obviously the attack power of the centaurs around him was stagnant, and the attacks of his subordinates became somewhat weak-frustrated roar!

A high-end warrior is adept at using an angry roar to increase his side's superiority in battle. Whether it is the battle cry that made people full of strength when shouting battle cry before, or the frustration roar that suppresses the enemy's combat power now, or the terrifying roar of daring, and the command roar that increases one's ability to resist attacks and endurance, it is the embodiment of a warrior's subtle control of his own anger and anger and a clear understanding of the situation.

It is said that after Wren used the Berserker skill on the battlefield for the first time, not only did the morale of his own personnel soar, but also surprised the centaurs who had fought with the Minotaur for thousands of years - they had never seen a Minotaur using this skill, nor had they ever seen a Minotaur who could be so fast and elegant.

A slash slashed down the hind legs of the Centaur Overseer guards beside him, and while the counterattack storm continued, Wren rushed in the direction of the Centaur Overseer, jumping nimbly, stepping on the hind hips of several Centaur Overseer guards and swept towards the Overseer.

Approaching the Overseers, Wren squatted deep, leaped up again, and slashed at the Overseers. The Centaur Overseer raised his battle axe with both hands to block the attack, but Wren only feinted this time, and the Centaur Overseer's imaginary furious slash did not come.

It turned out that Wren was about to make contact with the Centaur Overseer's tomahawk when he suddenly turned in the air, and the man was already behind the Centaur Overseer, standing on the back of the Centaur Overseer. Without waiting for the Centaur Overseer to come to his senses, Wren slashed and beheaded the somewhat stunned Centaur Overseer, kicked the Centaur Overseer's head up with a hook of his left foot, and then hung it on his belt, ignoring it, and approached the guards in disbelief and slashed down the two nearest centaur guards.

Just as the troops rushed in front of the centaur, and just now Wren rushed into battle to kill the centaur overseer, only a few minutes had passed, but in these few minutes, the only centaur prophet had already chanted a blue lightning chain with a roaring sound in the enemy's rear formation, and the minotaur warriors who had not been damaged along the way began to suffer casualties under the attack of the lightning chain.

Wren stomped on the war trample under his feet, stunned several centaur guards around him in the flying earth and rocks, and with round hands, a whirlwind slash cut the necks of these guards, ignoring the flying blood and flesh and stinking internal organs, and charged towards the centaur prophet hiding in the crowd.

Seeing Wren rushing from afar, the centaur prophet took out a lightning chain in his hand and threw it at Wren.

In the face of the oncoming lightning chain, Wren was extremely calm, he felt that his blood was boiling at this time, and he was excited, this is his life, this is his, all the planning and planning are auxiliary to the war, and the battle is the most direct and advantageous way to achieve the goal.

Wren felt like he was back in the world of a killer and had found his place in the world of Azeroth.