Chapter 024: The game is over at the beginning
The wild void energy tore at the enemy's body with impunity, as if it could not be ravaged, and the body that had been split in two fell apart at an extremely fast speed, turning into the purest wind element in the world.
Wait, the wind elemental?
Covered in cold hair, a violent sense of crisis as if to tear his chest and escape from his heart, Lanlos wanted to react, but a sharp wind like a blade had already appeared behind him.
Poof, poof......
For those who have been on the battlefield for a long time, this sound is not unfamiliar at all, it is the sound of flesh being torn apart, and hot blood gushing out wantonly.
Now, not only could Lanloth hear the scalp-numbing movement of the continuous movement, but more importantly, the intense pain came at him.
Sacrificial aura!
Bang!
Burning and forcing Tyrok back with the blazing fire, Lanros picked up his right flank and slammed his enemy before he could swing his sword again.
With his wings spread out, the wind behind him pushed him to stop the inertia, and the King of Talon leaped to the top of the canopy, standing firmly among the leaves, not intending to pursue any longer, just staring at the prey below with his razor-sharp eyes.
It's not a mockery, it's just that he's already winning.
Turning around, Lanloth's heavy breathing was like a broken bellows, and the severe air leak made him look embarrassed.
First, the mirror image attracted firepower, and then used the wind to come behind him, causing a fatal combo, when did this guy become a part-time sword master?
Between the wings behind Lanloth, three finger-long wounds were bottomless. With the blessing of Wind Fury, Tairok's attack speed reached a terrifying speed, not to mention that there were only three wounds, which was only the result of the opponent's continuous blows to the same landing point in order to break through his own protection.
It was a terrifying and accurate hit, and even the petrified skin and demonic spikes still failed to protect him.
In addition, three wounds pierced Lanlos's right kidney, lung lobe, and heart, respectively, and a large amount of internal bleeding severely blocked the body's functions. At this moment, Lanlos only felt as if his legs were filled with lead, and he wanted to lift them, but he couldn't do anything.
The Exterminator was deep in the ground, and in doing so, he held his body in, and Lanloth breathed deeply. However, at the same time as he opened his mouth, an inexplicable impulse struck, accompanied by a stinging pain, a large amount of blood gushed out of his throat, and his clothes, sword blades, and ground were suddenly full of scarlet.
This is the horror of the King of Talons, taking people's lives, but it is only a matter of moments.
"You're a tough opponent. Tyrok's shrill voice rang out from the canopy of the tree as he tipped the blade with his sharp nails, "This devastating power makes even me feel a little fear. β
"That's why I instinctively gave it my all. With a slight sigh, Tyrok seemed to regret his impulsiveness, "I'm sorry. β
I'm sorry?
The weak young man who kept vomiting blood was shocked, and raised his head with great difficulty, the corners of his mouth slowly hooked, with the pitch-black magic and bright red bloodstains, like a devil struggling in the abyss: "What do you think...... You won?"
With a raised brow, Tyrok was about to say something, but his eyes were suddenly attracted to Elunis, who appeared above Lanloth's head at some point. The next moment, the familiar glow of magic suddenly bloomed in this hazy dim sky, but this time, it was golden.
The golden light gently sprinkled on Lan Luoth's body, and the soft touch like an angel's feather dispelled the original pain of the heart, although the shadow magic on his body was weakened by this divine power, the laceration wound on his back was healing and recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Of course, such an amazing curative effect comes from two spells, the mantra: Tranquility, and Rapid Healing.
The former, as a five-ring spell, is able to restore some health and remove most of the negative status of the recipient for a short period of time, and can increase the effect of the next healing spell by about 25% for a short time. The latter is a four-ring spell, and it is also the most commonly used single healing spell for mid-level priests, and even a wound that breaks the muscles and bones can be quickly healed.
Using Elunis' intelligence, Lanlos unceremoniously gave the order to activate the two expensive scrolls. Although priests and paladins are Draenei's specialties, the pressure to survive is very great, and the treatment and logistics are also stretched.
Coupled with the fact that they are both mid-level spells, there is no doubt that the value of these two scrolls is several times more expensive than the previous ones combined.
But again, it works surprisingly well. By the time the light receded, although Lanlos still had some unreal sense of vanity, most of his life gauge had recovered, and his negative states such as splitting and bleeding had also faded.
Scold!
Drawing his greatsword, Lanlos pointed it at the King of Claws upwards: "The game has just begun. β
"Nope. Tyrok shook his head slightly, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, his body seemed to be completely integrated with the shadow, leaving only a pair of eyes as cold as moonlight, as if looking directly into Lanros's heart, "The game is over." β
A faint breeze surged from under his feet, and in the next second, Lan Luos's face suddenly froze, and his originally light and strong body seemed to be filled with lead and became extremely heavy.
The duration of the enhanced spell is over.
The change of 4 points in all attributes is simply heaven and earth, not only the physical changes in strength and speed, but also the originally keen senses become dulled. The most obvious thing is that Tyrok is close in front of him, as if he has disappeared.
No, it's really gone......
Stealth, or Swift Walk, or Camouflage?
Clutching the greatsword in his hand, Lanlos stood motionless, although his spell scrolls were still in stock, activating such scrolls had to remain standing for a short time to ensure that the spell was accurately applied to him. Although this time is very short, after the fatal backstab just now, Lanlos knows that the other party will definitely seize this opportunity.
It could even be said that he was just waiting for this opportunity.
The duration of the demon's transformation was still about a minute, and thanks to the destructive nature of the power of chaos, Lanloth's attack was still unstoppable, and even Tyrok could not parry. However, he was not in a hurry, he lost his transcendent sense, and it was difficult for Lanlos to capture the trail of the King of Talon who had entered the stealth state.
All he had to do was wait for the demon's transformation time to end, and he could easily cut the unarmored elven mage into slices.
If Lanlos only has these abilities, then he can indeed play GG. Yes, if ......
"Ah, when this battle is over, I'll work part-time as a stalker when I go back. As if out of strength, Domka fell to the ground, and Lanloth shook his head and sighed in exhaustion.
"Hey, don't set up such a textbook flag at this time!" At the same time as Elunis's panicked roar appeared, the chaotic magic that lingered on Lanlos was like a dandelion bathed in the evening breeze, falling in the wind, like one pitch-black butterfly after another, and disappeared into this space in the blink of an eye.
"It's a bit disappointing, but it's a wise move. β
Listening to this sound that seemed to come from all directions, Lanlos smiled and shook his head: "No, I just think you're right. β
"What?"
"Victory was already doomed from the beginning. β
With both hands raised, the azure magic gathered at his fingertips like a storm, and with the exit of obscure and long magic spells, a magic model that was interlocking and full of various complex spells and runes became more and more perfect at his fingertips.
The vast, powerful arcane aura unleashed a substantial wind around him, tearing at the hem of Lanloth's clothes like a huge wave, and even the ground beneath his feet trembled because of it.
In the face of the swift King of Claws, Lanloth actually abandoned his defenses and did not hesitate to spend a lot of time and almost all of his energy to start chanting, is this a brain show?
"Really, disappointed......" A muttered to himself suddenly came to his ears, followed by an extremely subtle sound of breaking wind, and the two interlaced blades aimed at the elven mage's back in no particular order.
Holy Shield!
Dingββ
The crisp hum endured in this heaven and earth, and in the gray vision, a brilliant and dazzling golden light was like countless sharp swords, tearing through the darkness mercilessly.
As the dawn light bloomed, Tyrok's dark face finally came into view, and at the same time, there was undisguised horror on his face. I saw a thin golden film appear next to Lan Luos, looking weak, but the sharp blade that Tyrok was proud of couldn't break through even the slightest!
After a short period of sluggishness, the King of Talon immediately spread his wings, and under the traction of the strong wind, he instantly rose more than ten meters high. However, he was still a step too late.
Deep Freeze!
The brilliance on the spell model reached its peak at this moment, and as Lanloth reached out into the air and shook it fiercely, everything fell silent.
The King of Talons, who had spread his wings, froze in the air like a figure painting, only to hear the sound of continuous ice crystals condensing, and the thick ice piled up on his body at a very fast speed.
Boom!
Huge ice crystals fell from the sky, like falling crystal balls, and fell apart......