Nora, the Mother of Flames, changed her complexion, and deep in her pupils, a translucent wind blade grew larger and larger.

She used her two arms to unleash the [Flame Strike] desperately, and the ground in front of her was full of flames, but the blade was not indomitable, but extremely light.

It was like a leaf blown away by a strong wind, swinging away slightly, and the next moment it still broke through the barrier of the sea of fire to her. Nora's other four arms were pointless in parrying, and she screamed and rolled to the side, translucent blades staggering across her body, sending a streak of blood on her left middle arm.

A second later, she was horrified to find that her arm had been almost completely ripped off, and the great pain had struck her for the first time in twenty-five thousand years.

"What is this?" Nora screamed, turning her head to look at the white-haired female elf who swept past her.

"Its name is [Conqueror of the Anemo Throne]!" "After a pause, the third sister of the Windranger family, Wen Ressa, smiled with a mocking smile.

As the name suggests, this blade composed of wind elements is the same as the use of O'Trash back then, oh no, it was made from the wreckage of the previous Wind Lord Olakir. Part of it filled Gavinrad with the Sword of the Wind Chaser, and the other part gave Winresa to create an artifact sword that didn't exist in the original history.

Originally, it wasn't Wenresa's turn to be MT, but ...... It seems that this time, the harem group is a bit unbalanced in terms of occupation!

On the other side, it is the hoof that wields [Fire Joy] to kill Osara, the Mother of the Night.

Hoof Iriel...... Became a prodigal hoof!

"I'll chop chop, chop, chop!"

In the past, when the hooves were not able to get up, she would either take on the task of the healing group, or take a small shield and hammer in front of the defender, always taking into account the condition of her teammates.

This time, with Iona's power support, almost every Alliance hero has unlimited resilience. The hoof wielded the artifact axe, and as soon as it came up, it was [Crusader Strike], and the divine golden light almost blinded Osara's dog eyes.

Osara is simply going crazy. When did a little paladin dare to come to her and slap her?

"Your light is not worth mentioning!"

"Really?"

Osara clearly underestimated Hoof, Viren's disciple.

In other words, the combat power of the hooves has always been the underrated one in the alliance.

First, Du is reluctant to charge into his harem, and secondly, there are too many cattle in the holy knights, and these muscular hunks of the Silver Four Saints are definitely the first to rush to the front, and basically have no chance of appearing.

In fact, the attack power of the hooves is not weaker than that of the Silver Four Saints at all!

If you come up to look at the face, Osara suffers.

The three Shadow Throwing Knives she threw out were unexpectedly dissolved in mid-air by the flames of the hoof artifact battle axe.

Osara gritted his teeth and swept backhand, and the two beheading swords slashed at the same time, which was able to withstand the hoof's axe.

Who knew that just as O'Sara's top pair of arms made a gesture to cooperate with the spell to release the [Shadow Arrow], an extremely powerful arrow hit.

With a bend of his left foot, he let his huge body dodge sideways, and only then did he sense the arrow condensed by the wind element passing by the side of his cheek.

The first arrow disappeared, and the next one immediately struck in a row, still a wind arrow, still that irresistible horror. Osaras retreated in horror, she wasn't afraid of ordinary physical and elemental attacks, but there was some kind of god-level power on the wind arrow, which shocked her heart.

It was only then that she could see the blonde elf who was shooting the arrow.

The wind swept around her, blowing her beautiful blonde hair into the sky, but it didn't block her view, allowing her to shoot arrow after arrow with great concentration.

In particular, the hunting bow in her hand that was like a flapping winged fire eagle, and the powerful energy fluctuations it emitted made her heart throb like never before, and the alarm bell rang for a long time.

【Legacy of Sastora * Windranger】!

Soon after the Elven Kingdom of Quel'Salas was founded, a skilled craftsman took a branch from the Mother Tree in the Eternal Song Forest and carved it into Sastora, which has been a proud heirloom of the Windranger family ever since.

This bow is held by the eldest child of each generation of the Windranger family!

The holder of this generation, of course, is Aurelia.

However, the power of the artifact is not infinite, and the power of this artifact bow was almost exhausted during the battle with the trolls 2,800 years ago, and since then, it has been placed in the hidden sanctuary of the Windranger family, absorbing the natural energy of the Eternal Song Forest and slowly recovering.

Originally, the next time it regained its power, it was likely to be a thousand years later.

However, with the help of the Titans of the Pantheon, plus the release of the authority of the Azeroth Star Soul, this bow can be seen in advance of the day.

Aurelia's archery skills are not that simple.

Each arrow is shot like a space shuttle, and can be shot from any direction around Osara.

It's just that this kind of arrow contains highly concentrated divine power, and each arrow can open a big hole in her body.

The housewife has never been a thick-skinned character.

This kind of fast but destructive style of play is really life-threatening.

Osara felt that she was going crazy, how could there be such archery in this world?

Each arrow was so strange that it didn't make sense - but the Arrow of the Wind didn't make sense with Osara, and suddenly it flashed, and Orotres dodged sideways almost with all his might, rolling on the ground without any image before dodging the arrow to the heart.

Even so, her right arm at the bottom was shot.

"Ahh

The cruel words of the two housewives were shocking before, but one of them suffered a big loss, and they were almost angry.

However, the Witches of Destruction are not only the command center of the Burning Legion, but also have another important role in the room they are in - it is the prison where the Titans of the Pantheon are imprisoned.

Twenty-five thousand years ago, Mr. Sa turned against the water and destroyed the Pantheon.

All Titans, including Al-Mansur, were hacked to death.

It's not entirely correct to say that the Titans are hanging, because the Titans themselves are very special beings. The body and the soul can be two different things.

Some of the souls ran away, and they drove a huge spaceship called the 'Pantheon', hiding in a hidden corner of the universe.

And the corpses of the Titans and some of the remnants of their souls were imprisoned by Sargeras, and after an extremely evil ritual, the Titans, whose size had shrunk greatly after refining, became poor prisoners.

In addition to helping Kilgardan command the entire Burning Legion, the Four Mistresses usually play S*M games happily with the Titans, torturing these Titans with endless pain, and finally forcing them to fall and form a [Dark Pantheon].

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