Chapter 464: The Unlucky Volettal

What is it about Shattrath, the city of light, that stands tall in the Outlands? There is no doubt that the Naru clan in the Holy Light Square, commonly known as the battery.

Adar's powerful power penetrating the heart, even if it is only inadvertently and naturally, constantly intimidates every hostile creature near the northwest corner of the Teroka Forest, even lawless ogres.

But the question is, has anyone seen the Naru clan make a move so far? Doesn't seem to be! No one knows their true strength.

Maybe the blood elves fought with the captured Muru when they captured the Storm Fortress, but even some lower-level generals haven't seen it with their own eyes~

Everyone knew that the Naru clan was extremely powerful, even enough to compete with the demon lords of the Burning Legion, but no one knew where they were or how powerful they were, only speculated on the rumors and the attitude of the Draenei towards them.

As a result, a strange phenomenon arose, many people dared to attack Shattrath and Delaney, but no one dared to cause trouble in the Holy Light Square

As a result, the city of Shattrath has been breached several times for a long time, but it has never been conquered except for the orcs.

The most important reason is Naruqi's ability! The sense of fear that penetrates your heart, as if it is watching your heart all the time, and makes all the thoughts in your heart unconcealed, makes everyone who sets foot on or even approaches the Holy Light Square involuntarily restrain their minds.

Some robber ogres who are obviously ill-intentioned, such as those who rob houses and houses now, 'fuck it', don't even dare to come close!

As a result, the Holy Light Square is orderly and gives people the sacred feeling of entering a church, but the slums just separated by a wall are a mixture of dragons and snakes, and there are all kinds of spies, shape-shifting dragons, ogres, ethereal spirits, crows, and even demons.

Maybe it's the legendary darkness under the lamp? Although the residents of the slums are inevitably 'peeped' by Adar, the intensity is clearly insufficient.

As the leader of the astrologers and living with Adar day and night, Vorretal naturally knew this, and the ogre was only making trouble in the slums, turning the world upside down, but he did not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool, and he did not even dare to step on the steps of the Holy Light Square

"Holy Light Plaza! Hurry back to the Holy Light Square! The hoarse shout, the ** division completely abandoned the so-called demeanor and demeanor. The blood elves mysteriously reveal the emerald green eyes of the dead and evil spirit, and at this time they have become red due to congestion, and they may even be willing to bow down when they see the Kagas Blade Fist.

But Volettar couldn't care about that anymore, and his mind was now full of his subordinates who had been packed and taken away by ogres with sticks. These are the symbols of the Magic Kingdom of Azeroth, members of the Magister Legion! At the same time, it is also the foundation of his foothold in Shattras

It is conceivable that without these magisters, the astrologers would basically exist in name only, and how would they deal with the counterattack of the aggressive Aldo and the Prince?

"Maybe one day, my skull will also appear in the ogre's cauldron?" The astrologer's strength was greatly damaged, which made Volettar feel a fear of his future fate for no reason. For the first time since he became an aide to the old king, or even in his life

The ogres bully the soft and fear the hard, and they also know the toughness of this ** master, not to mention that they are still standing on the Holy Light Square? Don't dare to attack at all.

Standing on the stone bridge that enjoins the city walls, Volettar endures the constant fear in his heart, and one by one magic shoots into the chaotic battlefield

After all, hundreds of years of life experience are not given in vain, even if the mood fluctuates violently, but the rich experience still allows him to find the best choice for the first time. The ogre carries the captured Magister and the Mouse Thrower, so attack the Leaping Beasts!

After all, they are the most elite and outstanding mages of the Blood Elf clan, and after the initial panic, they find that the truth is not abandoned by the arcane, but by a group of damn monsters, and the magus is angry and strengthens their control over the elements.

In addition, the mages who escaped first, such as Volettal, drove and killed a lot of migratory beasts, and the situation immediately improved!

One by one, powerful spells, although they are hard, they still hit the enemy as always, according to their instructions. However, it was too late after all

Taking advantage of their panic, the ogres were already close, and there was no way to escape after being knocked out.

The remaining mages did not continue to entangle, and quickly disengaged from the battle under the shouts of Vorittar, flashed and teleported back to the Holy Light Square.

The ogres lost their opponents in vain, and for a moment they were a little overwhelmed, and they were stunned for a moment and gathered on the city walls.

The Magisters who fled back to the square did not dare to attack them, and took out all their anger on the culprits who had caused them heavy casualties, the Leaping Beasts, and slaughtered the poor little monsters with a violent bombardment like a storm.

A kind of sorcerer who survived the catastrophe, led by Volettar, glared viciously at the ogres on the city walls who were busy dividing the spoils

However, under the annoyed and angry eyes, it was difficult to hide the look of horror and frustration. How could they, who have always been above the top, ever think that one day they would be helpless in the face of savage, stupid, ignorant, and ogres because of some weak beast?

What is the difference between a self-proclaimed and noble Magister and being slapped in the face? They had even imagined that they would not be able to hold their heads up in front of their old rivals in the future. But more than that, there was fear of the captured companions and their unknown fate.

Originally, I thought that it would be the right choice to follow the Sage of Voletal and join the forces of Naru Justice, but now I can't help but have doubts

Is this really the right choice? Is it really worth abandoning the country and loyalty, just for the sake of a so-called justice, blocking everything?

An unprecedented sense of confusion and loss crept through the astrologer mages, including Volettar though they didn't really think so.

On the other side, the victorious ogres have never been more demoralized! Shattrath, who didn't dare to touch it, didn't even dare to think about it, was broken by himself, and robbed it on a large scale, and a group of powerful mages, who were powerless in front of him, were easily defeated.

This made the homeless Stone Fist ogres who had just been killed by the Warhammer Clan rise in arrogance for a while, and regained their confidence again!

"Why don't you try to keep attacking?" Cynthia was close to the ink black, and actually learned from Xie Feng, put on a calm and calm look, and tempted: "I have destroyed Shattrath like this, Adar has not reacted, it seems that he is not as powerful as rumored by the outside world~"

"A powerful clan that has conquered the City of Light? Perhaps in the next Ring of Blood competition, Stonefist will once again become the king of ogres! ”

The Ranger Commander counted just now, and there were nearly three hundred Magiers who were beaten and captured, and there were definitely no less than two hundred and fifty who could be saved!

In addition, more than 30 people were crushed to their brains or their cervical vertebrae were broken, and they were almost certain to die. There's no way to do it, it's a technical job to beat a stuffy stick, not to mention a group of mentally strong and determined mages? It's useless to be light, it's heavy, and you expect ogres to have the subtle control of thieves?

Only such a small loss is already commendable, and this is still the half-month ration promised by the small gun that played a decisive role!

Although this was an unexpected surprise, Cyntia was obviously not satisfied, and continued to encourage the ogre with the idea of 'getting an inch'.

Although Xie Feng did not give such an order, rash action might even disrupt his plans, but so what?

The syndicate firmly believes that Xie Feng will not do anything to himself, anyway, someone is still a little bit of a loss, and there is no way to take himself~

The ogres who have tasted the sweetness are also unwilling to give up, and the harvest of these two hundred or so mages is enough to make the entire clan squander for a while, and even counterattack and seize the territory occupied by the war hammer, if it is really to capture all the astrologer mages

Even Anker, who was very 'wise', was no exception, breathing heavily and involuntarily moving towards the stone bridge.

Of course, Anker is not stupid enough to be self-conscious, and he really doesn't have the idea of occupying Shattrath, just thinking that he can make a little more.

With the leader in the lead, how could the ogres, who were already a little impatient, retreat? Immediately rushed up.

However, they are not completely carried away by interests, and they have let go of their captives and are not disturbed by the Leaping Beasts, how can they let the enemy have any scruples?

The more than 30 blood elf magisters who were killed by mistake became the most ideal shield. The ogre led by one of them, carrying the 'fainting' magister, rushed viciously towards the Holy Light Square!

"All、Silent shooting! Cover the ogre charge! Not to be outdone, the Firewing rangers gave orders one after another.

Seeing that Cynthia hesitated and didn't make a move, a certain ranger said in a deep voice: "Put down the shackles in your heart, ma'am, these traitors are not worthy of pity!" ”

There was a bitter hatred in his eyes, as if he had a grudge with the astrologer, and he looked at Vorretar and whispered:

"If you knew what Volretal did to us, if you knew what he did to us!"

Cyntia was stunned

At the head of the bridge, looking at the approaching ogre, the astrologers were suddenly panicked, and in the end, they habitually set their eyes on Volrettal.

Anker's human shield was effective, looking at the unconscious figure of his former companion, no mage could do it

Maybe they don't have any friendship with each other, but who would dare to start this when they attack their companions? What if he who is lifted up as a shield is replaced by himself?

Volretal also did not have the courage to give the order to attack, he knew the consequences of doing so, and after the war, the astrologer would definitely fall apart!

But if you don't do anything and let the ogre rush over, staying here is likely to repeat the same mistakes.

Retreat? The thought had just popped into his mind and was immediately dismissed by him, and his strong self-esteem prevented him from being chased by a group of savage, stupid ogres! He couldn't stand it! This is definitely a shame that is not washed away by death, and it is far worse than betrayal!

Seeing that he didn't react for a long time, the astrologer magisters were completely disappointed, and the panic spread and spread. The ogre's rough and savage howls, accompanied by their heavy footsteps, approached step by step with heavy pressure and unprecedented frustration and hesitation, making the heart exhausted~

Just when the Magus were on the verge of collapse, Vorrettal, who had high hopes and the only hope, finally reacted: "Ice, barrier! ”

With a sound of endless exhaustion, a huge wall of ice appeared out of thin air in the middle of the stone bridge. Ogre、Temporarily blocked

The Magus finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the heavy pressure was also blocked by the ice wall along with the ogre.

But just an expedient measure, a fragile ice wall, and a deep obsession with food can't stop the ogre's deep obsession with food.

The crisp chisel sound was instant! The letter that the mages had just put down brought it up again

"Attack! Shock, steady, explosive! Smash this wall for me! "The Firewing Ranger is in trouble again.

The rain of magical arrows flew over the ogre's head and landed on the ice wall, and even with Volettal's near-hero-level strength, it could not be sustained, and it only lasted for about ten breaths before it could not be repeated, and collapsed with a bang

But the rain of arrows did not stop, with the resentment and endless hatred of the rangers, shooting towards the astrologer mage hiding behind.

When the ice splinters fell and their vision was clear, they realized that hundreds of draenei paladins had gathered in front of the astrologer mages

"General Stire, thank you for your help!" Sweating profusely, Volretar thanked a Delaney.

Commander Stire, a general of the Shatar Guard after Dulin, was in charge of the training of all Draenei recruits, and nearly half of the soldiers who were later formed were trained and transported by him.

The recruits of the Shatar Guard, who had not passed the initial training, were completely unworthy except for their fighting spirit. Originally, he didn't think about using it, but when the news came that the ogres were about to hit the Holy Light Square, Sdere finally couldn't sit still

And this recruit, who was only a few hundred people, was pinned down by the Shatar Guards and Aldo, and after the defeat of the astrologers, he also became the last living force of Shattrath~

However, their presence, and their close relationship with Voletar, made the Blood Elf Ranger even more angry!

"Despicable Draenei! Shameless traitor! Cyntia was dissatisfied with the frost and shouted, "Keep attacking,"

Smack~~ Before she finished speaking, with a soft sound, she was attacked again on her buttocks, and immediately blocked her next words.

"Enough, I don't remember such an order!" Xie Feng slowly walked out of the back of the team and hugged a certain sluggish ranger behind him.

The lazy figure of the little gun slowly walked out from under the city wall: "Yo? It wasn't your order? You're really messing around~"

As he spoke, he walked up and down for a long time, and said lightly: "Don't be pampered and arrogant~"

Immediately, the remaining rangers, who were almost rampant, walked to the bridge and shouted: "Anker, this is the end of today, come back!" ”

"Retreat, it's too late if you don't leave~! If you don't want food~"

The ogre leader, who was originally reluctant, heard the last sentence, threw the corpse of the blood elf magister in his hand to the ground, and retreated back to the city wall: "A total of two hundred and forty-seven live prey, where is our food?" ”

The little gun was very simply next to Xie Feng and said leisurely: "I don't have it." That's what your real employer is looking for! ”

Anker immediately set his eyes on Xie Feng and looked at him with fierce eyes, with a posture of desperate if you don't give it, and you don't want to die if you want food.

"Two hundred and forty-seven, huh? It's easy to say~" Xie Feng didn't shirk, turned around and collected a large number of emblems from the Firewing Ranger behind him, and threw them to Ankel: "These are Firewing Emblems, one represents a prey, you can find the corresponding Blood Elf camp in exchange!" ”

"The swamp rat camp in the Zangar swamp, the falcon post on the Hellfire Peninsula, and the firewing guard here are all whatever you choose, you can do it at any time~"

"Of course, if you can run to Storm Fortress to show your merits, you may get more unexpected benefits~"

Seeing Anker holding a large number of emblems and looking at him suspiciously, Xie Feng kicked the ball to the small gun again: "Find him to explain~"

The rangers and ogres sat on the ground to share the spoils, or rather trade, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious, but the Shattrath camp on the opposite side was gloomy

By now, everyone knows the masterminds behind these suddenly intelligent ogres.

Looking at the slums below that were still ravaged by ogres, Stirey and the Draenei suddenly looked at Volretal and the astrologers with strange eyes, and a faint barrier rose between the two groups of armies

The blood elves were also somewhat aware of this atmosphere, and the little guns played with the taste: "It seems that there is going to be infighting?" Do you want to add a fire? ”

"Naturally, why don't you watch a good show?" As he spoke, he searched for a long time among the fainted magisters, selected a female elf with relatively poor strength, and woke her up with a lightning bolt that slightly leaked the wrath of thunder, and took out a handful of red Sindolei Orbs from her backpack and handed it over:

"Go back, give it to the Sage of Voletar, don't say anything, he will know how to do it!"

The female elf looked at the surrounding situation vigilantly, and after figuring out her situation, she finally hesitated to take the crystal and slowly leave

Although the distance was far away, and Xie Feng's voice was not very big, some ninth-order powerhouses with outstanding ear power could hear a little bit. Of course, this is a melee type strong relative to the strong body, similar to mages and so on, and it is completely impossible to hear without borrowing spells.

On the other side, Volretar was unaware, but Draenei's Commander Sderet had a hint of discoloration in his eyes

The elf was also very obedient, and walked over without saying a word, and with a wince, she handed the orb to Vorrettal.

Every blood elf, and even most mages, knew that no matter what type or purpose the Sindolei Orb was, it could be activated as long as it was sent mana into it, and Vorretar was no exception, and with a doubtful mind, he slowly urged.

With the infusion of magic, the orb flashed with an inexplicable dazzling magical rune, mixed with Salas's words, and even Volettar didn't understand what was inside. Suspiciously, he urged the mana again

Click, the orb shatters!

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