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These scorched giants of hell are rampaging among the wolf knights.

They are nearly 2.5 meters tall, and the impact of their running is a headache for all wolf riders.

Most of the wolf knights are second-order and third-order soldiers, with no more than 1500 HP and an attack power of around 200. It was extremely difficult for them to resist these big men. In particular, these Golems have a petrified skin that annoys all wolf knights.

But the warriors of the tribe never knew how to write the word retreat. They wielded the knives in their hands and slashed towards the hellfires. The collision between the blade and the rock sparked dazzling sparks, and the sharp knife marks left on these big guys, proving the fearlessness and perseverance of the wolf knights.

This squad of the Burning Legion has no rules to fight for. They're just attacking the creatures they see a qiē.

Nazgail's wolf knights have a huge advantage in numbers, so no matter how strong the Hellfire's combat power is, the victory in this battle is still with the tribal wolf cavalry.

In the course of the battle, Fuhang clearly saw the ferocity of these hellfires, their rock-solid bodies, which could not only resist the sharp blades, but also put the wolf knights to death.

These hellfire attacks are not only swift but also powerful. Needless to say, as long as a wolf knight gets two punches, he will definitely lose all his combat power.

A wolf knight in front of Fuhang was knocked out by a heavy punch from the hellfire, and the black flames kept burning on the wolf knight's chest. But the wolf knight still brandished the Pak knife and continued to attack. An arrow rises from the ground and charges!

"Wait!" Fu Hang stopped the wolf knight, and the ash messenger lifted it slightly, and a soft golden light shrouded the wolf knight's body. It's like a warm spring breeze moistening the recovering earth.

The flames on the wolf knight's body gradually subsided, and the fleshy skin miraculously healed in a short time. This is the healing power of the Light. Before Fuhang could admire, this hellfire was a little impatient.

Heavy footsteps rushed towards Fuhang.

Fuhang maintained his composure, which was also the most useful thing he learned when he came to the world of Azeroth, that is, no matter how strong the enemy is, he must first remain calm, seek opportunities, and counterattack.

Although Hellfire is a little clumsy, their speed is no less than that of ordinary people. Hellfire swung at Fuhang with a fist of black flame.

Instead of sitting still, Fuhang took a light step to the left to make way for a position. Directly in front of this position is where Hellfire's arm is. Fuhang decided that there must be weaknesses in these Hellfires, and if nothing else, these weaknesses are where these joints lie.

"Boom!" There was an explosion, and Hellfire's arm fell.

The big guy was completely furious, and the eyes of the green flame on his skull kept spewing flames. The arms were cut off, as well as the torso. Hellfire slammed into one side of his body, with his shoulders towards Fuhang.

Fuhang smiled calmly, and the Ashbringer slashed towards Hellfire's neck. Hellfire may have realized the danger of Fuhang's attack, and the sound of heavy footsteps suddenly slowed down.

It was too late, and the huge head fell from the massive torso. The flames on this hellfire fled into the cracks in the stones, and they didn't dare to come out again.

"Attack them in the neck, that's their weakness." Fuhang raised his arms and shouted.

Nazgael echoed and roared: "Just listen to the vice-captain, kill!" ”

Fu Hang was driven by the scene in front of him, Fu Hang's previous life was a young man who was unwilling to be ordinary, but due to various pressures, he had to be subject to all aspects of life. But in this world, there was nothing to restrain him, Fu Hang only felt his blood surge, and like these tribal warriors, the beast blood in his body was also ignited.

My killer weapon hasn't worked. A circular magic ball shrouded in purple fluorescence appeared on Fu Hang's hand, the Eye of the Kingdom of Dalaran!

Arcane Impact, Arcane Impact, and the arcane energy of five consecutive Arcane Impacts are all gathered in this orb. The purple arcane energy kept churning in it, and this serve ball was suspended in the air in the hand of Fu Hang, and Fu Hang actually felt like he couldn't control this magic ball.

Fuhang searches the battlefield for Hellfire with less than 1,000 HP. The Hellfire that is at war with Captain Nazgael is you.

The purple light of the Magic Eye shone brightly, and a powerful purple pulse sword shot out. With a tearing air-tearing roar, the hellfire fell to the ground.

Nazgael looked at Fuhang in surprise, this is the power of a mage?

"Well done, Vice Captain Fuhang!" Nazgail said excitedly.

Stand on top of a small slope and continue casting. Fu Hang is very confident, as long as he is given enough time, these hellfires will all be converted into his own combat strength, because he also has another piece of equipment against the sky, the Eagle Queen's Eye!

Don't forget the buff that defy the sky, which restores 10% mana per second. As long as Fu Hang doesn't stop casting spells, then he is definitely an Olympiad artillery now!

Five arcane blasts, 950 damage. These damages, Hellfire can't resist with hardened skin, they don't have magic resistance, they can only use their bodies to take this damage.

The damage of 950 is almost divine damage for Hellfire.

"Boom Boom!"

It didn't take 15 seconds to complete this spell casting, and he also felt that these equipment brought him absolute benefits. In just one minute, Fuhang had already solved three Hellfires, and seeing that there were only 20 Hellfires left on the field, Fuhang believed that he would only need ten minutes at most.

However, this is under ideal conditions. In the process of Fuhang's continuous spell casting, he deeply felt that there was an energy in his body that was being consumed, and it was constantly consuming. As soon as he unleashes his magic, this energy is consumed.

Fuhang didn't care too much, now every second counts. He had to do his best to settle the battle and arrive at the Warsong Lumber Yard in time.

Maybe Fuhang's combat power was too violent, and all the hell imps on the battlefield shifted their targets and rushed to Fuhang.

Fuhang felt bad and immediately stopped casting the spell. After a short period of trance, Fuhang even regained his form to deal with these hellish imps.

Nazgael understood the importance of Fuhang, and immediately transferred the wolf knight to do his best to protect Fuhang.

The vigilant Fuhang paid close attention to the form of the battlefield, and the sudden movements of these imps were very abnormal. Could it be that there are other people in command of these soldiers?