Although it cannot be said that Talma is the strongest member of this team, Bane Bloodhoof, Cartier, and Thatch are not inferior to him. But in this case, he is the only one who can fight. This is precisely because of his flexible body and the variety of fighting techniques.

This feature is somewhat similar to that of Fuhang. The skill of Fuhang can be used to attack from a distance and to fight in close combat. It's very flexible. Talma also has the advantage of being nimble in this way, so that she can appear comfortable in battle.

After breaking away from the battle, Fuhang did not have the rest of the team to support in time. Instead, he found a corner and hid first.

Fu Hang wants to play a big game, that is, to use the characteristics of his skills and the cooperation of the Eye of Dalaran to complete a one-hit kill.

Although this kind of sneak attack is very damaging, Fuhang can't take care of it, and solving this battle is the king. Listening to Talma's previous words, there is still a leader here, and his strength must be above the strength of these ordinary warlocks, and when he returns, his team will encounter even greater trouble.

Fortunately, this time I was lucky, and I swiped a copy without a boss. After a burst of joy, the magical energy in his body began to surge.

Arcane Impact, Arcane Impact, and Fuhang began to cast spells slowly. Instilled all these strands of Olympiad energy into the Eye of Dalaran. The purple Olympiad energy kept churning in the crystal ball, like a tumbling wave, venting his anger.

All the five arcane shocks were collected into the crystal ball, and all that was left was to find an excellent time to launch it.

There were still six warlocks left on the battlefield, and the one that Fu Hang was eyeing was officially fighting Talma in hand-to-hand combat. Talma confronted the two warlocks, one in demonic form in hand-to-hand combat with Talma, and the other in demonic form finding a gap to cast spells, constantly projecting shadow flames.

Since you're standing still, don't blame me for being ruthless. Fuhang knows the power of this Olympiad bomb. Even if you can't kill this warlock, it's more than enough to make him lose his combat effectiveness.

As Fu Hang had imagined, a purple arcane bomb slammed straight into the demonic sorcerer's back. The arcane energy that burst out in an instant ravaged the demonic sorcerer's body. After a howl of grief, the demon sorcerer fell to the ground in desperation.

The remaining warlock was also stunned for a moment because of the scene just now. Fuhang seized such an opportunity, the sheep technique. A little purple magic light quietly fell on the demon warlock.

Ah, a little black sheep just crawled on the ground, jumping and jumping.

Talma also came back to his senses, the scene just now shocked him very much, but Fuhang had already helped him, and this opportunity to kill must not be missed.

The short dagger on his waist swayed freely on Talma's fingertips. A cold light slashed at the neck of the little black goat. In an instant, the demon warlock had changed back to his original form, and the blood on his neck was flowing outward.

Fu Hang was shocked, this Talma's killing intent was so awe-inspiring, why did he be restrained when he assassinated himself that day. Is it just for the water of the Well of Eternity in his mouth? What is he going to do with something? Judging from his appearance today, he doesn't look like a person who is afraid of death, and Fu Hang summed up what he thought of, and came to a conclusion that this young orc assassin must have a very important mission to resist the burden.

The three demon warlocks were all dealt with, and the situation on the battlefield was five to four.

The situation was reversed in an instant, and these orc warlocks lost their numerical superiority, and they became overwhelmed in an instant.

"Talma, you traitor, Master Rogge will definitely kill you."

Once again, Talma's dagger dug deep into the neck of an orc warlock, and there was no other look on his face.

Unlike Fuhang, Talma killed all the enemies he saw. In addition to being propped up. And Fuhang only abolished the combat effectiveness of these warlocks, and did not put them to death.

Talma's killing intent was not diminished, and he wanted to slaughter the remaining orc warlocks. However, Fuhang still held him back. These warlocks, not all of whom are the most heinous orcs, may be able to recruit them, as they are extremely familiar with the Burning Legion.

If nothing else, this factor alone makes them have the value of being recruited.

Just as Fuhang and his party were preparing to evacuate the sentry. A demonic sorcerer with flames burning in his body walked over from the wilderness in the distance.

The gloomy ridicule of his life made everyone present shudder: "You killed all my servants, and you want to leave now?" It's a bit too much to say. The pox scar left me behind. ”

The eighth-order warlock, Fu Hang was taken aback. However, Fuhang was not all shocked by the warlock's strength, but he also remembered another thing. That is, none of the warlocks just now can summon the slaves of the Burning Legion, so it proves that the demon warlock in front of him must have this ability.

"He's Rogge?" Fu Hang asked.

Talma nodded, clutching the dagger in her hand. "Well, he's the one who started it."

"Are you nervous? Still scared. Fuhang said with a smile.

"I'm not afraid, anyway, I'm also a person without freedom, being accused by you, what's the difference between being accused by you and a puppet." Talma shook her head and couldn't bear to say.

Fu Hang patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "You follow me, I can help you get revenge." Fu Hang shook a shot and said tentatively.

"How do you know I'm going to get revenge?" Talma asked, surprised.

Fuhang kept his usual smile and didn't say anything. The art of language is just right, and this kind of vague words can shock Talma the most.

However, it is the current Rogge that is the biggest problem.

Fu Hang said secretly in his heart: "Alas, I originally thought that this copy would not have a boss, but it seems that I have thought too much about it."

Rog didn't want to get entangled with them too much, as Fu Hang expected, this demon warlock could mobilize the power of the Burning Legion.

A dark, red-flaming black portal rises from the wasteland. Inside the black door, there seems to be endless power hidden.

Suddenly, a huge earthy brown arm stretched out, and green flames kept burning the arm that the rock had assembled. Slowly, a five-meter-high hellfire teleported out.

Not just one, but the portal seemed to be a demon's door, from which a steady stream of hellfire came out. In less than a minute, ten hellfires lined up behind Rogge.