"You have to be careful, Arthas has completely lost his mind at this time, and I suspect that the lich must have attacked him!" Thrall stood in the distance and held up a totem.

The slut pursed his lips disdainfully, and he didn't need to say that he knew about it, but this time this guy's actions were a bit unusual.

Hauser stared at Arthas with a pair of eyes.

Frostmourn is a two-handed sword, so it is still a little different from ordinary weapons, and in normal times, Arthas also has to hold a sword in both hands, but now he is not only holding a sword in one hand, but also walking towards him with a relaxed step. "It's a joke!"

The slut looked depressedly at Arthas's left hand, which was not holding a sword, and gathered a cloud of holy light in the palm of his left hand!

"This guy can do magic!" The slut laughs worse than crying, this thing is really too bullying. This game is too hard to play, this game is just too hard to play. It's okay to just carry the level 90 Alsace, and now he can also do magic, which is called how to play, and he is the rhythm of being taken away by a wave of skills!

"Die!" Arthas roared, Frost Sorrow already raised high and slashed at Hauser!

Subconsciously blocked the twin swords in front of him, Hauser knew that it was absolutely not enough to rely on parrying alone, although parrying could reflect part of the attack power, but it was better than nothing for his blood volume, and he had no way to attack him, and most importantly, Hauser didn't dare to go out of his attack range and line of sight at all.

God knows if this guy will go to Sal after he gets furious?

Thrall was still casting spells, and if he was attacked, the spell would definitely be interrupted.

Now I can only carry it myself!

"What the hell is this?"

The slut looked at Arthas with a depressed expression. This guy's Frost Grief isn't usually fast. Even Harry blessed various potions at the beginning. Not at his current speed.

"Die!"

Arthas's left hand, which had been hiding, was finally powerful at this time, and it was raised directly, as if Iron Man was firing a cluster cannon from the palm of his hand, shooting the holy light directly at Haotian.

"Refraction!" Directly using the refraction light, Hauser took two steps to the side, and the refracted holy beam of the refracted light was bounced towards the undead who were besieging the Gate of Damnation below.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the entire beam of holy light fell on the crowd and burst into a burst of intense light.

Hauser could even feel the huge shockwave below.

"Be careful! This guy has killed and injured more than 400 of the undead below! ”

Thrall reminded loudly. The slut almost wanted to cover her face and cry.

It's okay that he doesn't remind him, but when he reminds the slut, he thinks that this product is deliberate.

Is this light an ordinary thing? Throw it at yourself, and so many undead will die in a bounce, if you throw it on the Gate of Damnation, then wouldn't it be the Silver Knights who will be wiped out.

At this time, Thrall had already begun to enter the stage of chanting incantations, and the lightning and flames in his hands were already getting stronger and stronger. Anyway, I don't know what kind of magic he's preparing, but it looks very powerful.

Hauser couldn't stand the magic of this sword alone, and God knows what magic this Alsace has. "Thrall! You as soon as possible! I don't know how long I'll be able to last! ”

There, the slut continued to parry Arthas's sword, and the angle at which the Frost Sorrow came out was tricky. Obviously, he was going to kill himself!

"Huh?"

Hauser glanced at Arthas's sword-wielding right hand. This guy's right hand is starting to turn a little gray. It's not the color of a dead man's skin, it looks like it's a layer of gray.

"What's going on?"

At this time, Alsace, in other places, was still the prince in his prime, blonde and blue-eyed, handsome and unusually handsome.

How do you look like a normal person, except for his right hand.

Gradually getting used to his rhythm, Hauser didn't care about his slash, this guy's slashing speed is very fast, but in fact, the threat is not very big, and his own parry can completely parry it.

But every time he raised his left hand, Hauser was a little worried.

This kind of Holy Light cluster cannon, Hauser has already blocked three.

All three of them were in the way of the army of ghouls below, and now more than a thousand ghouls below have been killed by Arthas.

Those people from the Silver Knights didn't know why, and they thought that Arthas was training with Hauser, and the two of them took the time to torture and kill ghouls.

However, the current movements of the two are indeed like training.

Although the two of them came and went, they did not cause any substantial damage at all.

Secondly, although the Holy Light Cluster Cannon was extremely powerful, it didn't hit Haotian every time, and he bounced back into the ghoul crowd.

That's weird enough.

What Hauser saw was much stranger than what the others had seen.

Every time he released the Holy Light Cannon, his body would be a little grayer, and the more gray it was, the faster this guy became, and the faster the speed, the more often this guy released the Holy Light Cannon.

"What's going on?"

Hauser looked at this scene very strangely, what the hell is this Alsace doing?

This situation was very strange, and Hauser was a little unsure, and at this time Thrall was standing on the back of Arthas, who was still there concentrating on casting spells, and did not notice the situation here.

What if Sal noticed? He also had to cast a spell to calm the restlessness in this guy's soul.

"What the hell is going on?"

Hauser continued to dodge, as this guy's beam cannon became stronger and stronger, Hauser was also left and right, after all, every time he released this beam cannon, he could only use refraction to block this skill, and the time for shading to exist was only a short second, which means that his calculation time must be accurate, and this calculation is not just a simple time. The angle of reflection is also included.

This cannon of light cannot be reflected back at the Gate of Damnation. Otherwise, all the people here will be destroyed.

Hauser's struggle is the exact opposite. Thrall was relaxed and happy there, chanting incantations.

This guy has now pulled out his unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box. But looking at this situation, this magic is definitely not ordinary magic, and its spell is very long.

"Okay, no, I can't hold it anymore!"

Hauser shouted loudly, Arthas's speed was getting faster and faster, just parrying his ordinary attacks, Hauser was already very difficult.

Not to mention his Holy Light Cannon.

What made Hauser most anxious was that this Holy Light Cannon had already turned most of his body gray. It was as if he had just returned from the site of the eruption.

"It's already up to his chest, although the speed of gray has slowed down a lot, but at this speed, I'm afraid that it won't be long before his body will be completely invaded." The slut covered his eyes and looked at the sky with some emotion.

"The innocent body is gone!"

"That's it! Haotian! Get out of the way! My magic is ready! After Thrall finished speaking, the lightning and flames in his hand slammed into the ground, and then a complex magic circle appeared at Arthas's feet, and Thrall yelled and said something. Hauser noticed that as the guy spoke, some of the magic runes on the magic circle were surging towards Arthas's body.

Then the man, who almost lost his innocence, fell.

"It's funny how you can lose your innocence without soap."

The slut's eyes looked at the frost sorrow in this guy's hand. At this time, his hand still did not leave the sword, no matter how painful his expression was. His hand never let go of the sword!

"I failed!"

Sal looked at Hauser with a dejected expression, and he sighed secretly. He shook his head helplessly. The sword had not been removed from his hand. It's as if it's rooted. ”

"Don't think about being able to get this sword out of his body, it's already very lucky to be able to wake him up." Although he didn't know what would happen to the gray color of the road that occupied his whole body, Hauser knew that this was definitely not a good phenomenon.

"What the hell is going on?" After waking up, Arthas looked at Hauser with a shocked expression. "What about the lich?"

"Killed by you!" Hauser smiled and didn't tell the truth.

The corners of Arthas's mouth curled in a strange arc, and then he looked at Hauser with a strange expression. "How's the Gate of Damnation now?"

"Nothing good, we hold on, that's all." Hauser shook his head, such an endless army of ghouls attacked, even the iron walls would have to crumble.

"Don't worry! They won't be able to do this for long! Sal said with a frown. His hand was already on the ground.

As his incantation sounded, there were many more stone spikes in front of the entire Gate of Damnation.

Even when the undead rushed over, they would hit the spikes directly. All of a sudden, there were a lot of missing arms and legs, bad luck, and even no heads.

The slut glanced at this Sal, he was good, and he solved most of the matter at once, plus the red dragon here began to exert his strength.

Burning along the way, those ghouls were even burned directly to count the money.

After all, a narrow passage with no place to hide, these red dragons burned all the way through, as if they were playing barbecue.

"On the side of the Gate of Damnation, the Red Dragon Legion will also be stationed, and as long as the army of the undead dares to come here, we will burn them to ashes with our lives. The immortality they rely on will lose their usefulness in front of us, and the strengths they are proud of will become their weaknesses! ”

Looking at the red dragon with an excited face, Hauser also knew what it meant to them to regain the Gate of Damnation.

"That's it! Now that someone can take care of the defense here, then the Silver Knights can relax a little" Hauser smiled and glanced at Arthas, but his eyes were on the side of Icecrown.

The Red Dragons are happy to hold this place. At least don't worry about those undead fleeing in all directions, guarding this place is equivalent to putting a lock on Icecrown!

Coupled with the fact that the undead armies in the east had been fully asserted, Hauser could even imagine that the current Dragon Legion would have a lot of idle troops, so that they could sweep more places and completely remove the threat.

"Haotian! There's no point in us holding this place, and now that Banazar is dead, we need to storm this Icecrown fortress once! ”

Arthas looked at the slut with a serious face, as if he was talking about something very ordinary, but Hauser was so frightened by him that he couldn't speak.

This thing really thinks that he is invincible with the sorrow of frost.

"I'm afraid it's hard! The entire Icecrown Glacier is undead, and three thousand people are afraid that they will only charge once, and it will be difficult to enter it, and it will cost a lot of money. ”

Hauser just didn't want to pay any price now.

"But even if we don't go, they'll come for us!"

Arthas said with a gloomy face, and just as he was finishing, a dull horn sounded.

Everyone subconsciously looked at the other side of the Gate of Damnation, where a death knight with a large group of undead creatures was standing there.

And the leading Death Knight, whom Hauser also happens to know, is Harry, who was captured. (To be continued......)