Ten heroes will make peace, and the siege of justice will be completely launched.

When he saw the main team arrive, in addition to waving his weapon as if showing off to his sister Aurelia, Sylvanas also felt the pressure drop sharply.

It can be regarded as seeing the teams equipped with each profession.

It's all warriors here except me!

But the warrior is really the most important.

In particular, the entry of Madison's childhood friend, Sir Lothar, into the war changed the situation.

On the one hand, it is the emotional impact of childhood friendship, which makes Medivan's expression change faintly, and on the other hand, it is the great royal sword in the hands of Sir Lothar - Quelzaram!

This sword, like the Ember Bringer, has a restraining effect on evil energy.

Compared with Huang Shang's acquisition of the Ash Messenger not long ago, the two are still in the run-in period, and the Great Royal Sword has almost accompanied Sir Lothar for half of his life.

His strength, will, and faith were unreservedly poured into this holy sword, turning into an invincible edge, stabbing towards Medivan.

"Oh, my old friend, you hurt me!"

Medivan swung his sword to block the powerful attack, and the two launched a bombardment, and for a while, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the strength was wild, forcing the other melee battles to retreat.

Sir Lothar's attack put the Guardian under pressure.

And Medivan said the words of nostalgia in his mouth, but the expression on his face became colder and colder, and the green evil energy in the depths of his eyes was even more burning and becoming more and more vigorous.

Sargeras, in turn, took advantage of Sir Lothar's presence and prepared to take advantage of the situation and make Medivinle very sad.

But Huang Shang watched coldly, how could he let this kind of thing happen, the Ash Messenger handed it to his left hand, and his right hand held the staff of guardianship, which was surrounded by a holy brilliance, and a series of abilities that had never been used before were displayed.

Psychic Vision, Mind Stealing, Shadow Frenzy, Mind Control!

The professional competence of the pastor.

When playing cards with Varian, the priest had a psychic ability, or Dirty Dog for short.

Huang Shang is not very good at testing on other people because of the bright character of the little prince, so he can only play with his opponent in Hearthstone, and after a game of cards, the other party often reluctantly chases him to greet him.

In this harmonious and beautiful atmosphere, his priesthood ability was steadily improving, and later he experienced the Enzos incident, and with the foreshadowing of the righteous use of the gods and demons in adversity, he is now using it again, and the effect is completely different.

The timing is also very good.

In the past, if the Psychic Vision peeked into Medivan's mental space, it would definitely be blocked by an unbreakable barrier, and it would be impossible to find out what this Astral Mage was thinking, but now the other party himself must open a channel if he wants to trigger childhood memories and erase emotions.

So, the little priest of light got in.

This time, it was evident in the spiritual horizon that the two glories were fading each other.

The huge and boundless green light cluster is naturally the soul of Sargeras, the doppelganger soul of the King of Ten Thousand Demons, from Egwene all the way into Medivan's body, and has been planning for a long time, and now under the dagger, it is like a boundless ocean of evil energy, flooding every corner of Medivan's heart.

But a pure land, in the middle of the ocean of evil energy, has survived incredibly.

The real Medivan was inside, propping up a brown shield with starlight on it, struggling and stubbornly resisting the erosion of evil energy.

At this moment, Sir Lothar's attack gave him great hope.

Medivan hopes that this childhood friend can kill his own body and help him escape the endless torment of life and death.

But it was this urgency that was exploited by Sargeras, and the power of evil energy silently wrapped Lothar's breath and rushed towards Medivan's shield.

Medivan was extremely vigilant, and he often rejected the erosion of these breaths, but as the memory approached, the firmness of his refusal was gradually eroding.

Because those clips are so beautiful.

Memories of three people, one dancing with a sword, one drinking, and one playing an accordion.

Jazz Lothar dances the sword, Medivan drinks, and the accordion is played by King Lane.

This one is really playing, and the piano is still kept in Karazhan.

According to this trend, Sir Lothar outside has not yet hacked his body to death, and the personality in Medivan's heart is about to be invaded, and Huang Shang has arrived.

Shooting is a shadow madness, changing the beautiful picture.

Madison's childhood image vanishes and is replaced by a blonde pastor.

He didn't drink either, and when Sir Lothar finished dancing with his sword, and King Lane finished playing the accordion, he cheered loudly, and for a time they were so happy that they hugged each other happily and slapped each other on the back.

Medivan looked at it, furious.

That's mine, my companion, my friendship!

Why are you so skilled?

Sargeras's sea of evil energy also boiled, slapping towards Huang Shang's side.

But Huang Shang didn't interfere with Sargeras's power, he modified Sir Lothar's breath memories and turned Medivan's into his own, which Sargeras couldn't stop, and could only watch the heartbeat memories turn into heartbeat memories.

Soon, Sargeras gave up and hated the profession of pastor to the core.

Don't show me, see one and kill the other!

The archbishop, who was serious about healing, shuddered with the Red Dragon Queen, who was a part-time warrior, revealing an innocent look.

When Maddie's mind was stable, Huang Shang sent a message to Sylvanas: "You and your sister go to operate the God of Fire, like this...... Remember, we only have one chance, and we have to wreak havoc on Medivan's flesh! ”

"Understood!"

Sylvanas immediately leaped to Aurelia's side, and the two sisters exchanged information, and Aurelia understood the man's actions, and at the same time, she was secretly speechless, and at the same time, she also flew up and fell towards the structure.

Compared to the production of Dalaran, Silvermoon City is the real source of magical construction, not to mention mages, even rangers, who will control this huge thing, and even provide skilled repairs if necessary.

So, when the Windranger sisters came to the sides and pointed out the targets for the two rows of Vulcans, everything was ready, and the east wind was whirring!

A thousand suns shine in the sky, and the accumulation is extreme!

Put!

"Ridiculous trick!" 228 Literature Network

Seeing thousands of fireballs burning into the void, surrounded from all directions, Medivan's eyes were contemptuous.

He had long noticed the momentum of the fire god, but he could use magic to construct it in front of him, wouldn't it be a class to get an axe and bring humiliation on himself?

Not to mention this seemingly powerful, but in fact monotonous fireball tactics, without any artistic content, no matter which personality it is, it is looked down upon.

"What if you have elven control? I'm going to show you today, human craftsmanship has long surpassed that of elves! ”

Medivan's long sword turned, and the arcane energy shone brightly, turning it into a forty-meter sword again, and slashed out.

This sword is incredibly light, and it seems to be a straight sword mark, but in fact, it wanders in the fluctuations of space, and with a kind of natural attack trajectory, the latter strikes first to meet the fireball.

It's not about detonating it in advance, it's about using it for your own use!

The audacity of the art master directly wants to absorb these clumsy but vast energies in turn, and in turn enhance the power of the sword.

Since the forty-meter sword can't kill you, then use the hundred-meter sword to kill you devastatingly!

"Good!"

Sylvanas looked excited, nodded to Aurelia and waved a giant marker.

Suddenly, two huge arrowheads appeared on the thickest load-bearing pillars in the museum.

Hunter Mark!

The support skill used to mark the prey, and the role at this time is to direct all the fireballs and change targets!

It wasn't Medivan, who had the strongest magical attainment, who attacked, but the two pillars that supported the museum.

Just like Medivan's attack on the ground before, it's all a false shot!

It's just that the starting points of the two sides are different.

They are outsiders, but this is Medivan's Mage Tower, a key location for Sargeras to summon demons!

Can't be destroyed!

So the environment of the museum has gradually recovered, and when the starry sky can no longer pose a threat to the enemy, Medivan is no longer entangled in the change of environment, but maintains the stability of Karazhan.

Seeing that this stupid torrent of flames was about to bombard the pillars of the museum, Medivan snorted angrily from his nose, and with a flick of his long sword, the ever-changing arcane energy turned into the most suitable long whip and whipped it.

Syllable! Syllable!

Under Medivan's powerful magic power, which was almost unlimited, the flame torrent was forcibly intercepted, as if there was a large knife that spanned the heavens and the earth, directly cutting off the water flow.

But there is a saying, called drawing a knife to cut off the water and the water is more flowing, and the hunter logo of the two elven rangers is precisely for this, which is not to remind the enemy, but a kind of energy guidance that never stops.

The prey does not die, the hunter does not stop!

In the next moment, the scorching fire elements surged under the feet of all the Vulcan formations, forming a circle of energy aura from bottom to top, fluctuating in turn, carrying out secondary charging.

On their shoulders, a dense fireball once again appeared, this time directly converging in the sky and continuing to rush towards the position guided by the Hunter's Mark.

There are no whimsical tactics, no dazzling techniques, just the most essential bombardment.

We are......

Five thousand fireballs!

A second torrent surged in, first slammed into the tail of the first stream, instantly absorbed and contained, and then slammed into the arcane torrent!

Bang!

Countless sparks exploded directly in mid-air, and the junction was like two chainsaws cutting vertically and horizontally, and the mana residue that would appear when Medivan cast the spell, as soon as the Arcane element appeared, it was crushed into pieces by the sparks and exploded in unison.

The fight of this force moved everyone, and even Medivan was a little caught off guard.

It's hard to ride a tiger.

If he withdraws his strength now, the museum will be destroyed, not to mention, the torrent of flames still can't be solved, and he still has to face it, but if he doesn't withdraw his strength, the consumption of the magic torrent will affect him......

However, after a moment of hesitation, Medivan's eyes became firm again, his posture stretched slightly, and two wing-like light wings appeared, one left and one right quickly extended, resisting the impact of the fire god, and then reached out and grabbed the staff of guardianship in Huang Shang's hand.

"This is my artifact, now it's time to return it to its original owner!"

"He's anxious, he's anxious, he's anxious!"

The words were originally correct, but when Huang Shang translated them, it didn't taste right.

Seeing Medivan go from being invincible with a sword to taking his own Guardian Staff was a very obvious change in stage, representing a decline in the strength and confidence of the enemy.

Under the elimination of each other's strengths, the ten-man squad was greatly boosted and the siege became more active.

Kel'thugad, who had been acting tepidly, also took out an object from the magic bag and quietly installed it on the top of the staff.

It was a purple gem that resembled an eye.

Violet Eyes.

Antonidas entrusted him with such a crucial task, and he did not come in person, not because he was greedy for life and afraid of death, but because he wanted to sit in Dalaran to avoid other accidents.

In the same way, he also gave the artifact in Dalaran to the former apprentice.

Significant.

It's almost like agreeing to the position of the next chief archmage.

After the death of Antonidas, the first chair of the Kenrito Council, the Speaker of the Magic Kingdom of Dalaran, was Kel'thugad!

Kel'thugad was not enthusiastic about that position, and certainly would not refuse, because at that time he would be able to study spiritism in the open, and gather like-minded mages to carry it forward and find the true meaning of eternity.

And having cats.

Mr. Bigworth is still too lonely for interested mages to have a cat of their own, and no longer be reprimanded for not doing their job......

By infusing the Violet Eye with all these hopes, beliefs and spiritual sustenance, Kel'thugad was filled with magic and entered a new realm that had never been seen before.

He's holding the staff! Cast!

Astral Mage, Guardian Medivan, face the strongest blow from the top cat slaves!