The Orb of Arcane was dyed gold, hovering over his shoulders.

Kael'thas held a large staff, his blue eyes flickering with the shadow of fire, and he chanted the incantation with a blank face.

After reciting a spell, wave the staff once.

Slow, like a garden walk, it looked leisurely, but the orcs in front of him didn't think so.

[It's a demon!] 】

Their frightened faces were written as Kael'thas swung his staff once, and the flames covered the area of more than 10 meters in front of him like a river, and it didn't even take weightlessness to float the orcs, these flames that were hotter than molten would dissolve the orcs into water.

Is this Kael'thas strength?

Of course not, it's just the staff's work.

'Staff of the Guardian'

The staff that Mephiterus used when he was young was specially transformed into a fire staff by him. True to its name, this staff studded with a flaming philosopher's stone is the legacy of each generation of Guardians.

This is a legendary-level staff, which was not originally available to Kael'thas now, and has always been in his necklace, but at the moment he still took it out, so the effect is obviously incomplete.

Although it was close to Legend in strength, the accuracy was a mess, and after the staff was used, an area in front of it was covered in flames - obviously not something that Kael'thas could control.

It's a good thing there are no elves in front of him.

Mephites didn't say anything, the staff would not harm the master, so Kael'thas used it like this, at most, the magic power was consumed quickly, which was what he wanted.

With the mana drained, how will Kael'thas face the enemy?

Isn't this process of thinking and fighting a kind of exercise?

Chaotic heights.

While the thieves were still killing the warlocks who channeled the rain of flames, Baron Sangunar finally arrived.

He scanned the battle around him, then looked at the warlocks surrounded by the rain of flames.

The glow of the rain of flames had dissipated a lot, but it was still very bright, and when Baron Sangunar glanced at it, he couldn't help but squint his eyes in excitement.

He was surprised to find that the warlocks' hands had flown with light, and purple soul fragments were trembling.

It was the souls of living beings, and when they were sacrificed, the sorcerers succeeded.

With so many fragments, a powerful demon will surely be summoned.

Baron Sangunar frowned at the thought of the demonic aura, the feeling was disgusting

[Can't let them succeed!] 】

Baron Sangunar once again confirmed the safety of the juniors and thieves around him, and after relieving himself, he looked directly at the rain of flames, and then rushed in without hesitation.

His whole body was scorching, and the rain of flames hit him heavily.

"This hurt is much gentler than Miss Capnion."

Baron Sangunar smiled and muttered to himself, not knowing which companion he was talking about.

The armor on his body was slightly scorched, but his body was not hurt in the slightest, and he ran quickly towards the warlocks who had formed a formation.

'Someone's coming in!? ’

The warlocks inside immediately noticed Baron Sangunar's entry and couldn't help but be taken aback.

However, they quickly stabilized, the summoning of the joint force has been basically completed, there are still 10 seconds left, and a few fewer people can be in the final formalities, and the entry of an enemy will not affect the overall situation.

[I don't know which unlucky guy will be favored.] 】

They didn't think that the elves who came in could cause damage to them collectively in an instant.

However, Baron Sangunar didn't need to do any damage at all.

He ran behind the warlocks, shook off the flames from them, and then looked at the immobile warlocks, and shouted in a deep voice:

"Spread it out for me, filthy fellows!"

The air shook, and an unknown voice reached the ears of the group of warlocks.

Time paused for a moment, and then all the orcs screamed in horror and ran away with their heads in their hands, their pupils swaying in fear, and they ran into the rain of fire.

The summoning circle immediately dimmed, and some soul fragments fell to the ground.

"Is this self-inflicted?"

Baron Sangunar looked at the orcs struggling in the rain of fire, their bodies burning with flames, and they were actually injured by the spells of their companions.

It's ridiculous

Although the Warlocks who cast the Rain of Fire quickly forcibly interrupted their casting, the flaming orc warlocks had no way to escape, dying at the hands of some of the thieves and Baron Sangunar who had come to them.

[It's much easier to do with him.] 】

On the side, Valera once again stabbed a warlock in the throat with a dagger, and was much more relieved to see the figure of Baron Sangunar.

Of course, she knew about the existence of this elder, and she also knew that he could make a huge difference to her teammates.

"Hehe, you actually use fear on us?"

One of the warlocks sneered and looked at Baron Sangunar who came over with interest.

"Unfortunately, we're the experts in fear."

He chanted a brief incantation, then opened his red eyes and grinned at Baron Sangunar.

A terrible phantage appeared over Baron Sangunar's head, and he glanced up and continued to run forward as if nothing had happened.

"No, how is that possible!!"

Not only this warlock, but also the other warlocks next to him were dumbfounded.

"Your profession is really powerful, but fear is just your professional skill, right?"

Baron Sangunar walked 10 meters in front of the warlock and said:

"But I'm different, and my profession can only be described as a fear."

Nothing else, his whole life, was just a study of fear.

How could he, who was infinitely familiar with fear, be feared by others?

"Get out!"

Baron Sangunar shouted, and the air shook, and this time, the orcs around 40 meters fled with their heads in their hands, and then were quickly eliminated by the thieves who came.

"W-That guy!"

The rest of the orc warlocks woke up, and the thieves and the dreadmen realized that they didn't need to be entangled in these debris.

Yes, their purpose is not to fight these thieves, but to protect the cave.

[There is no need to sacrifice personnel here. 】

They were sure of this, and then hinted at each other, and suddenly ran down the cliff.

"Don't let them run."

Valella was taken aback and shouted, and just as she was about to catch up, she suddenly a large number of miscellaneous soldiers rushed up and covered the way.

[These guys! 】

Killing a few low-level orcs, Valera sneaks up to dodge ranged attacks.

She quietly observed, and the orcs in front of her surrounded them like an ocean, and even if they sneaked, it was impossible for them to rush over collectively and silently.

[Can you only rely on him to break through? 】

Valera's eyes met Baron Sangunar.

(To be continued)