Arcane Destruction, 8-ring area-of-effect killing spell, as for the effect......

Ranros lay in the ruins, his clothes unable to even cover his body, and the hideous wounds that seemed to have been torn off his flesh continued to squirm as he breathed hard, and the hot blood mixed with the dirt almost submerged his entire body.

Thanks to the help of the demon tattoo, he was still alive, but 80% of his bones had been crushed by the powerful impact, let alone standing up again, and it was very difficult for him to even breathe in air.

The broken ribs punctured his lungs and other internal organs, the massive bleeding blurred his entire mind, and even the arcane eye that helped restore his vision was dissolved by the devastating arcane blow.

The damage range of Arcanon's destruction was not large, and even, because of the effect of the pain, Ossar was unable to put Lanloth in the center of the spell strike. Even so, he still won.

Covering his left shoulder and using arcane energy to stop the bleeding from the wound, the archbishop slowly walked over to the breathless elven mage, his condescending gaze was suffocatingly calm: "You should be proud to make me so embarrassed." ”

Naturally, Lanlos couldn't respond to him, but feeling the other party fumbling in his pocket, his bloody face pulled into a terrifying and hideous smile.

Taking out the soul crystal, Ossar's nerves relaxed, but when he looked closely, he was suddenly stunned. The breath in the crystal is not Hataru, it is his own eye demon servant!

Bang bang –

Two deafening gunshots pierced the sky, and twenty or so finger-sized projectiles erupted from the arcane energy, piercing Ossar's palm, shattering the crystal and tearing his chest apart.

Poof.

With his legs limp, his tall body fell to his knees, and the archbishop looked in disbelief at the chest gushing with blood, and even the shattered bones and the heart that had been pierced by bullets.

Ahead, Lanlos shrank his knees at some point, and the two muzzles of the muskets tied to his thighs were vertically juxtaposed.

"It's, it's back to you. In a hoarse voice like a card, Lanros spoke slowly and quickly.

Ossar was only a mage after all, and the armor robes were very weak against bullets, and with the fact that both shots hit him in the heart, if it were someone else, he would definitely die.

"Huh. The heart-rending pain continued to stimulate the nerves, and the archbishop's cold laughter was full of madness and confusion, "I take back what I just said, boy, I won't kill you so easily, I want you, life is better than death!"

Scold!

Emerald green flames rose from the ground, instantly engulfing Ossar's body, and the familiar devastation of the heat wave turned the nearby land into pitch black, scorched earth. Soon, the flame of evil energy was extinguished, and in front of Lanloth was a verdant-eyed, scarlet-skinned Eredar demon.

"Lord Sargeras's power will scorch this deplorable world, just as countless worlds he has destroyed. ”

"And I have taken the oath in the sacrament and accepted the new name...... I'm Socresa!"

Ossar, no, it should be Socresa, the whole person was bathed in a strong aura of chaos, his robes were burned, and the original wounds and even the missing left arm had been restored. Eyes of destruction and rage stared straight at Lanros.

"Fear, mortal, this is the truth you want. ”

The restless air turned into a scorching wind, constantly tearing at Lanloth's wounds, and the sharp sting pain hit him like a wave, so that he had to frown and whisper to himself: "Now, the evidence is conclusive. ”

"Haha. As if hearing some funny joke, Socresa paused for a moment, and then laughed, "The ritual of Maladar has already been planted by me as a spy, so what if you knew this......?

"You're wrong, Ossar. ”

Bite!

With this old voice, a pleasant whisper suddenly spread, and a brilliant golden light sprinkled on Lan Luos's body, and the majestic holy light seemed to awaken all his cells in an instant, all his internal organs, limbs, and all wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye in this light.

Holy Healing, the strongest single heal of the 8 rings, can directly restore 100% of the recipient's health, although it will be weakened by the difference between the caster and the target size, but it still cannot pull it off the altar from the spell books of the priest and paladin.

Although Lanlos still looked a little pale and lackluster because his mental strength had not recovered, he no longer needed any support to stand firmly.

Socresa didn't have the heart to pay attention to the elf at the moment, his gaze was preoccupied with the few familiar faces that appeared on the platform.

Maladhar, Nelly, Akama, and Viren, and, of course, a group of Shatar Guardians who were his former men.

"How is that possible? You're not ......"

"Do you mean Niami?" Maradal interrupted the other's surprise and motioned for several of the guards to be brought up by the Spiritbinder, "Thanks to Lanloth's warning, we captured her on the spot when she tried to relay a message to you during the ceremony. ”

"Is that you?!" Eyes widened in incredulity, and the Eredar Demon immediately turned around to see the resurrected elven mage remove the blindfold.

The golden flame mark continued to flicker on his forehead, and Lanlos showed a natural and harmless smile at the other party: "This is all the credit of the prophet, fortunately he got in touch with me in the first place, otherwise, I would really be unjustly killed." ”

On the side, Nelly, who was in charge of chasing him, had maintained an iron-green face since she appeared: "Don't gossip, traitor, let's be arrested!"

The Eredar Demon fell silent, and her bell-like voice became low and hoarse at the moment, "Traitor, are you looking at me like this?"

"Stupid!"

"I am for our people!"

"Nonsense, who poisoned your fellow citizens, what right do you have to say such things?!" Akama clutched the two scythes, and looking at the flashing light on them, he knew that if it weren't for Viren standing in front of him, he would have attacked the demon a long time ago.

"This small sacrifice is necessary for the survival of the majority, and we can only truly survive if Lord Sargeras shows our determination and loyalty. Socresa's words became more and more rapid and intense, "It is Viren who has really betrayed us!"

"If he hadn't deceived us into leaving Argus, how would we have been where we are today? It was he who turned us against our former compatriots and our homeland, it was he who displaced us and our relatives and friends, it was he who made us become Draenei!"

Call~

The lack of light in Shadowmoon Valley, and the afternoon breeze was colder than expected, combined with the unified silence of the group, rendered Socresa's back very gloomy.

"Speak, you refute it!"

Everyone didn't respond to themselves, but the Ereda Demon didn't mean to be happy, but inexplicably panicked. Because, these draenei's determined gazes are surprisingly consistent.

"We didn't leave Argus to make a living. "Out of it was Malada, whose voice was full of charm and sensuality that seemed to bring everyone back to that day, the day when the Light came.

"We are for the worlds that have been or will soon be destroyed by the Burning Legion, and for the innocent creatures. ”

"From the very beginning, we chose sacrifice. ”

This time, it was Socresa who fell silent, his thick hooves suddenly retreating, and he smashed the floor with such force that he smashed it directly. Malada's words were like saying that it had always been him who had been wrong, that he had never been able to come to his senses.

"Nonsense!" anger quickly grew in his heart, and the determination that he had been planning since coming to Draenor was said to be useless by the other party, and he couldn't accept it, and he wouldn't accept it.

All this is because of him, as long as you kill him, everything is over!

Raising her head suddenly, only the reflection of a person remained in Socresa's emerald green eyes.

"It's all your fault, Viren——!"

Rumble!

Golden beams of light descended from the sky, and at the moment of engulfing Socresa, the blind-light bloomed with all its might, spreading in a circle, drowning the land that had been destroyed by evil energy.