Chapter Twenty-Seven: City Breaking-Fighting-Death?
"Mars!"
As soon as he drew his staff, Kelrith yelled at the paladin, who was still jumping up and down around the Ogre Lord. Writing "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info and hearing the words, Marseyu withdrew in an instant with a very tacit understanding, and then, before the ogre lord came to his senses, an arm-thick dark green light came out of the staff **** in Keerryth's hand, and instantly hit the armor of the troll lord.
But then after a full ten seconds, the ogre lord who was swept by the green light did not change at all, and Ocalal, who was the party concerned, shook his head very suspiciously, and then after a habitual roar, he rushed towards Marseillo on the opposite side, but as soon as he raised one foot, there was a crisp clicking sound in his ears, and then, the clicking sound became more and more obvious, but in a second or two, the giant heavy armor that originally wrapped the entire ogre lord was dissipated into a trace of black and disappeared without a trace。
It happened so suddenly that the ogre lord couldn't hold back at all, and once again rushed naked to the paladin, who was also burning with holy flames, and raised his hand to hit a heavy punch only to find that the hideous fist gloves on his hands had also disappeared strangely. In the next second, the dense golden sword light once again enveloped this almost **** giant beast, but in half a minute, the roar gradually turned into a wail of pain.
Turning around, the ogre lord planned to repeat the old trick again, and rushed backwards against the dense golden sword shadow, but just a few steps away, the whole person felt a sudden jolt in the center of gravity of his body, and the original gray-black mud in front of him had turned into a pool of bright red magma at some point, and the ogre lord's left foot had sunk into it.
Involuntarily staggered, when he knelt down on one knee, a golden flash flashed, his left hand was broken off at arm, and he fell forward involuntarily again while wailing, and with a tremor of the ground, the ogre lord plunged directly into the lava lake in front of him, but the lava in front of him obviously could not contain this giant beast in terms of depth and area, and finally only half of his body was now in the lava lake.
Ocalar finally began to shout behind him, but unfortunately the expected ogre shaman's help did not appear again this time, and even the other rebels cowered around the lava lake, most of them looking at the man floating in the air in the distance.
"Don't you want to come out?"
Unlike Marseillo, who kept bleeding the ogre lord around the lava lake, Kyris floated coldly in mid-air all the time. But the ideal ogre shaman did not appear, and even at his current height, although he could also observe the nearby situation, he could also find some traces of ogres, but except for the extremely terrifying elite shaman of the mutated two-headed ogre, whether it was equipment or size, the average ogre shaman was almost no different from ordinary ogre.
In addition, now that he is on the battlefield, there are all kinds of mental power mixed between the enemy and me, and it is difficult to conduct an accurate search through mental power perception, so if this ogre shaman is determined to die and hide himself, Kelreth really can't do anything about him for a while. But on the battlefield, it is a race against time to seize the opportunity, and destroying all kinds of local superior forces is the main job of every high-level elite in the Azeroth War, if this ogre shaman is allowed to hide in the rebels, with its terrifying mana reserves and relatively strong spell energy level, it is easy to cause a lot of casualties to ordinary soldiers, and it can even play a role in containing high-level elites such as Kelris.
In addition, in this battlefield now, there is another strange warlock that Kelrith is more interested in, waiting for him to find out.
So, Kyris obviously doesn't have the skills to hide and seek.
"Humph!"
A hint of impatience flashed in the corner of his eyes, and several huge fireballs appeared above the mage lord's head, and the fireballs began to rotate slowly around him, and gradually turned from the original crimson to white, and the volume slowly shrank.
Eventually, six white fireballs the size of a human head condensed above Kyrryth's head.
Glancing at the ogre lord who was still wailing, Kyris casually took a little bit, and a fireball drew a white trajectory, which instantly smashed into the ogre lord's chest, and before the other party could react, the pale white flames enveloped the entire giant beast in it, and the lava that wrapped the lower body of the ogre was contaminated with white flames, like a fuel bath, and was instantly ignited into a white sea of fire.
The temperature of the white flames was very high, and even the soldiers of Muya Town, who were very far away, could feel the heat waves drying their mouths, and their body temperature soared, and the armor on their bodies gradually became hot. However, the ogre lord, who was completely wrapped in white flames and burned for more than ten minutes, although he kept wailing, he still had the strength to keep struggling to stand up, although he was easily knocked down by Marseillo every time, but he really didn't see the slightest sign of death, and even kept calling the ogre shaman in the ogre language.
Kelris, who kept scanning the rebels in the distance, finally took his gaze back, glanced at the ogre lord who was still alive and kicking underground, and scolded Xiaoqiang in a low voice, but he didn't make a move.
Ogres, a rough-skinned wilderness species, are more terrifying than trolls in their regenerative abilities and self-healing powers. Although this ogre lord has very big limitations in terms of combat power, it is obviously not so simple to kill him without spending some effort and time. But at the moment, the other party is already a grasshopper after the autumn, even Marseillo can easily solve it alone, and the reason why he hangs here is just that Kelreth found that he couldn't easily turn off for a while, so he stayed to see if he could catch something out.
However, just as Kyrreth looked into the distance again, a thin blade appeared very abruptly under his neck, no more than an inch or two wide from the throat, but as soon as it was revealed, it stopped moving forward in the slightest, and then Kiel's figure suddenly flashed in front of Kyris but then disappeared, and the sneak attacker turned into a corpse wrapped in black, released its invisibility and fell from mid-air.
On the other side, there was still a sneer on the corner of Kyrrys's mouth, and he quickly flicked his staff behind him, and a white light dispersed, and in mid-air, a shadow man in the same costume was revealed, but the whole person had turned into an ice sculpture, and immediately fell to the ground, falling into countless pieces and scattering in all directions.
But just wielding the staff to easily solve the surprise attack of a high-level shadow man, the sneer on the corner of the mage's mouth turned into a face of shock before it dissipated, and the staff in his hand swirled in front of him into a layer of light curtain, an index finger long, translucent spikes with a piercing scream, drilling rapidly on the light curtain, cracks began to appear quickly on the light curtain, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, the mage's eyes flashed blue light again, and the spikes that had been most of the way into the light curtain instantly turned into a lump of ice and fell down, but the twitches at the corners of his mouth had not yet dissipated, and Kereis's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was about to move againA tiny crack appeared between his white throat, and a trace of blood red immediately filled the entire crack... (To be continued.) )