"What the hell are these things!" The Protoss Lord had a cold face, and now the entire battle situation was actually eroded like this, I have to say that this was a serious stain on his military green career.

"It's these things, once our people get into trouble with these things, they're basically dead. The angel's eyes were blood-red, and it was clear that one moment he was still a comrade who was talking and laughing with him, but in the next moment, all these battles were turned into corpses.

"Damn. The Protoss Lord flew down, and then he took out something that looked like a bell.

"Give me silence!" the bell rang with the roar, and the entire battlefield seemed to be silenced, without a sound coming out.

Suddenly, the clock emitted bursts of energy fluctuations.

"Whoa!" Countless souls let out a scream, and they vanished in one stream of energy after another.

"These souls give me a chilly feeling. "The Angelic Lord will soon notice the abnormality of these souls, the temperature of their souls is so low that they are as if they have just been fished out of the ice.

"It's all the formation of those damned lichs. Damn! We underestimate how vicious these lichs can be. "The angelic lord will finally remember what these things are.

"So what are we going to do?" said the angel viciously, he had never been so angry.

"These formations have an eye in the formation, and organize a group of people to find the eye in the formation. As for the people who lead you, I'll let them come right away. The angel general said depressedly, the current situation can only let the elites of those regular troops lead those rookies to destroy this formation.

The young angel glanced at the undead below who were wreaking havoc on the angels who fell to the ground, although he wanted to go down and destroy these undead with his own hands, but because he needed to cooperate with his boss now, otherwise he would definitely not be able to maximize the results.

Soon, a special operations team of the Protoss was ready.

The squad was divided into fifteen groups. Each group is responsible for a small formation.

The general of the Protoss roared loudly in front of these fifteen squads, "You all understand! I hope you can successfully complete the mission." ”

"Understood!" all the regular soldiers shouted, for they it was just an ordinary mission. However, those recruits did not have much confidence, and the successive deaths of their companions had caused their morale to drop to a peak, and it can be said that if no one had taken care of them, perhaps they would have scattered and fled now.

The general glanced at the soldiers standing at the front with satisfaction. Now it can be said that all the hopes of this unit are focused on these few soldiers.

"Go!" The main general rarely continued to ink, and now there are still many angels trapped in the formation, and the main general simply has no time to have the kind of conversation that he usually has when he goes out on a mission.

The angels flapped their wings and flew high, and they soon discovered the difference between a recruit and a veteran.

"The quality of this group of recruits is a little too poor, so the slightest difficulty is frightened. The angel lord said dissatisfiedly, the performance of the current recruits can be said to be the worst among the recruits he has ever seen.

"There's no way to do it, these recruits have only been in the army for two months, and originally they were only sent to observe the battle between the Divine Realm and the Burning Legion. Thus raising them into an army dedicated to fighting the Burning Legion. However, now, due to the request of some people in the divine realm, these troops who are training have been temporarily sent out to carry out some "simple" tasks. The adjutant said very dissatisfied, although those angels had offended him just now, he was still a little unhappy with some unreliable orders from those big masters in the God Realm.

"Let's hope our veterans can help it. "There is no way, now the Lord will simply put all his bets on the veteran.

Cyril, he is a four-winged white-winged angel in the divine realm.

He was originally a centurion in the Fourth Legion of the Angel Legion, but was forced to take a back seat due to injuries sustained on the front line.

And three months ago. He gets the news that he wants to bring a bunch of recruits.

So, he was still sad and had fun in an instant. He happily went to the barracks and began training the recruits.

So, during the two months that the recruits called hell, Cyril trained all the angels he had brought with him one by one.

As a result, the effect is significant. At the very least, the angels under Cyril's command were the least dead in this great array of the undead.

However, things went far beyond Cyril's imagination. He was suddenly called over by the main general, and then he joined a team called the death squad.

"Nerd. Wait a minute, you and your people are hiding behind me. Cyril said to the two-winged white-winged angel beside him, with a sad face.

Moment. The grimacing angel's expression changed considerably, and he looked at Cyril with pleasure as he intended to pass the news on to his companion.

Suddenly, Cyril grabbed the angel.

The angel looked at Cyril with a puzzled expression. Cyril frowned and said softly, "Remember, I'm talking about you and your people. ”

The angel was nothing, and he instantly understood what Cyril meant. At the same time, he is full of confidence in the next action.

However, the surrounding angels all noticed the strangeness of Cyril and the angel beside him, and they all looked at Cyril and the angel next to him with distrust.

"Wait a minute, I'll tell him where your actions are and how they move. You know, I'm going to have to face the lich in the formation later. Cyril knew that if he didn't explain, he might be in trouble for the rest of the battle.

The surrounding angels turned a little better when they heard this explanation, you know, now these people who lead them are the commanders of other troops, and they don't allow their lives to be betrayed by other people at will.

Cyril turned his head forward, his face revealing a hint of cruelty.

"You take them to the south of the formation, and then you and your men go to stay in the west. Cyril gestured to the sky beside him, with very faint movements. Now Cyril does not dare to expose any news at all.

The angel patted Cyril's body lightly, signaling that he understood.

on the ground. At the very bottom of a pillar of light in what Kel'thugad called Heights Seven, a lich was looking at the Death Knight who was reporting to him with a serious face.

"Now an angel is approaching us. Damn!" said the lich dissatisfied, he was at his weakest moment, and he couldn't spare the slightest bit of strength to deal with the angels who were coming at him.

"Lord Lich, my men and I can withstand them. "It's underground after all, and the Death Knights still have a way to fight those weak angels.

The lich shook his head, now letting the Death Knight fight the angels is pure death.

"Let the skeleton drag it out. If you can't hold it, dig me a little more!" "All the Lich wants now is time, he needs a little time to pull himself out of this formation. He also needed time to build a strategy for coping. Again, he needed time to escape.

Each of these three steps takes time, so what this lich lacks most is time.

"Hurry up! Seeing that the Death Knight didn't make the slightest move, the lich couldn't help but be a little angry.

"Okay!" the Death Knight finally reflected. However, no one knows what the Death Knight was silent there just now.

Soon, a large number of skeletons crawled out of the ground, and they piled up on the hole leading to the ground, staring blankly at the angel in the sky.

"Didn't those guys say these damn skeletons are almost dead, why do we have so many skeletons here?" Cyril said dissatisfiedly, the more skeletons there were, the more trouble he had.

"I think you should be able to clean up these skeletons. Hurry up!" these guys let them fight the real undead powerhouse just to send them to their death. However, there was no difficulty in getting them to clean up these skeletons, which were two or three levels on average. Suddenly, countless angels rushed towards the skeletons with a roar.

Although these skeletons have given them very little merit, the principle that mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are is deeply rooted in their heads. Besides, they simply can't muster up the courage to fight those Death Knights now, so these skeletons have become their blowholes.

"Hurry up!" an angel pushed off the angel in front of him, the angel just now who had disturbed his spell casting because of a movement.

"You guy! what's wrong with my surroundings, you just want to come behind my back, you just tell me what you mean!" The angel who was pushed was not a good man or a woman, and he directly quarreled with the angel with a very explosive temper.

"Hey, what do I mean? You disturbed me to cast a spell, not only did you not apologize, but you still had to mess with me! I don't believe it! You guy is really lawless!" Suddenly, the two sides fought, and even because they didn't master their strength well, they both fell into the sea of skeletons.

"Damn! these skeletons are a drag on time!" Cyril finally realized after killing the skeletons for another half a day. However, the time was a little late.

"What shall we do, continue or run away!" the soldier beside Cyril spoke, knowing that he didn't want to die at all, he hadn't lived enough......!