The Nine Rings of Magic, even Gul'dan and Medivan in his memory have to spend a lot of time chanting in advance, what kind of power did this Lanlos get, and he can shake the heavens and the earth with a word?

The more Gul'dan thought about it, the more frightened he became, and when he saw the meteor speeding behind him, he no longer hesitated, and launched the teleportation one after another.

The Horde ships, which were approaching the coast with their helmsman oars instead of torn sails, stopped at this moment, and with a brief silence, a flash of green suddenly flashed on the deck of the flagship.

Red was startled and looked at the panicked orc warlock, and was about to let out a hideous sneer, but the latter ignored it and disappeared into the glow of magic once again.

There was a deathly silence, but it didn't last long, as a whistling meteor fell from the sky and slammed into the deck.

Rumble!

The draft of the steel ship tens of meters long increased dramatically in an instant, as if it was about to sink into the sea in the next moment. Fortunately, by the time the first wave hit the deck, the flagship's buoyancy quickly recovered.

Red, who had fallen to the ground, quickly got up, and with a group of heavily armed guards, surrounded the smoke-filled hole in the deck.

The atmosphere froze at this moment, and then, a wisp of roaring evil fire rose into the air, forcing everyone back, and slowly lifting the invincible figure into the air.

The breath of fear is really mouth-watering.

Lanloth took a deep breath and looked around with those burning eyes, and all the orcs who looked directly at him subconsciously retreated for the first time. Perhaps ashamed and humiliated by his retreat, Red raised his broad papatrick sword and roared to attack.

The pitch-black winged demon glanced at him, then folded his wings and tapped his toes lightly on the deck.

Airplanes!

The green streamer spread rapidly around him, engulfing the entire ship in an instant, and after a brief silence, all the orcs fell to the ground in a terrible wail.

Perhaps sensing the noise, Lanros pursed his lips impatiently, raised his hand, and clenched his fists vigorously.

"Ah——!h

The miserable wail reached its peak at this moment, and the bodies of those orcs twisted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and with wisps of green streamers against the deck, they rushed towards the demon, and everyone's bodies were like deflated balloons, and the whole body shriveled and shrunk.

In a few moments, the scalp-tingling wails were gone, leaving only a skinny, emaciated corpse.

Lanloth slowly walked towards the two remaining orc leaders, reached out and grabbed it in the void, and the invisible hand composed of green streamers clamped the stiff Red and lifted him high.

"Gul'dan, where?"

"Ahh

As if he was about to crush himself into meat sauce, the sound of his bones intertwining and the intense pain in his body caused Red to let out a terrible scream.

"Don't you say yes?" Ignoring the struggle and begging for mercy on the orc's face, Lanlos smiled wickedly, his fist clenching his palms harder and harder, "Then die!"

"Let go, let him go!" On the other side, Maim, who had always been dull, actually raised his courage at such a time, and rushed forward with a tomahawk.

The free right hand fluttered like a mosquito fly, and the storm roared, and a huge translucent slap came out of the air, tearing the deck apart and slamming the orc away. There was no scream, and the sturdy body that was powerless to take off fell silently into the vast sea.

"Maim, no!" Red cried out hoarsely, but as he retracted his strength to resist the other party's grasp, a stream of blood immediately spurted from his mouth and nose, embarrassed and miserable.

"Hmph, that's touching. That being said, the demon showed no mercy, and the strength of his fingertips intensified.

"Gu, Guldan, just, run away. Under the coercion of death, Red actually used his last strength to spit out a sentence intermittently. The demon followed his gaze to the sky behind him, and with great eye strain, he finally saw the orc warlock who snatched a red dragon and galloped into the distance.

With a flick of his hand, Red was thrown directly into the sea, the demon's legs slightly bent, and his wings were wrapped in an explosion-like storm roaring, and the whole body flew into the air.

The force kicked out of the legs was transmitted to the entire ship, and only a loud bang was heard, and the steel giant beast tens of meters long was cut off like this!

In the cheers of the raging waves, it was slowly swallowed up.

However, the demons that quickly rose into the air clearly threatened the slightly confused dragoons, and they drove the dragon back against him, driven by the humiliation of the destruction of the flagship.

Looking at the oncoming swooping red dragon, Lan Luos smiled disdainfully: "Get out, crawler! ”

Roar!

In response to him, the dragons were cheap and angry.

I don't know what to fear!

Instead of scaling back, Lanlos sped forward and struck with a low hook. Of course, he couldn't reach the enemy at this distance, but magic could.

Bang!

Wrapped in green streamers, Magnus's Vajra Fist soared into the air, and slammed into the face of the nearest red dragon with a terrifying roar that pierced through the eardrums.

The huge force directly collapsed and flew a large amount of blood, which made the other party flip upwards in the wailing.

The other hand was not idle, and Lanloth struggled towards the void.

A grappling palm came out of the air, clutching the red dragon's thick tail. An arrogant grin spread across his face, and the next moment, a beastly roar burst out from his thick neck, and the demon flapped its wings, spun in the air.

At the same time, the red dragon, which had not yet recovered from the head-on blow, was picked up alive and smashed into his companion not far away.

Seeing the two companions wailing and falling, the rest of the red dragons were furious and accelerated their pursuit.

When have they ever been trampled under such a small creature?

Wounding two giant beasts one after another, Lanloth seemed to feel the blood burning in his body, and looked up at the overwhelming dragons, he laughed wildly, turned one hand into a claw, and jumped up.

The grappling palm attacked again, both sides were head-on, and the red dragon had no room to dodge at all, and was instantly grabbed by the huge palm on the right wing. After a brief moment of panic, a pitch-black crack cut through its vision. Then, the pain that penetrated deep into the soul almost tore it apart entirely.

Blood poured down into the sea, and the red dragon that fell to the surface of the sea without looking at it, Ranros lifted the pitch-black Adruin, licking the scarlet on it like a greedy ghost. Then he raised his hand and waved it, and his grappling palm released the whole section of the dragon wing in his hand that was spilling blood.

Let it be like a kite with a broken string, ravaged by the storm.

By this time, several red dragons had surrounded him in all directions, and the scorching scarlet flames almost set the entire sky ablaze.

"I said ......" The demon shook his head slightly, and with his movements, the chaotic fire on his body escaped to both sides, forming two clones that were not much different from him at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, three green flashes lit up the entire world like a blazing sun.

"This sky does not belong to you!"

Chirp!

Three rays of varying thickness tore apart in an instant, and the nearest red dragons had no time to dodge, and the beams of evil energy easily pierced through their proud protection and sturdy flesh, leaving them unable to fall to the surface of the sea in a wail.

The flying blood, nearly half of the compatriots who died tragically, not only made the eyes of the other red dragons tear apart, but also imprinted a deep emotion called fear in their minds.

Although most of the damage was made to juvenile dragons, they knew that even adult red dragons would not be able to withstand this level of attack.

Moreover, at this speed, it is simply a massacre!

On the other hand, on Lanloth's side, the clone dissipated almost the moment his eyes shot out, and although the catharsis of the mana was pleasant, it still brought exhaustion and emptiness. He took a deep breath and turned into a meteor again in those frightened or angry gazes, heading for an adult red dragon not far away.

Unlike the previous juniors who rushed to meet the enemy, the dragon spread its wings and moved its position as soon as the opponent accelerated, and seeing the green meteor passing by him, he immediately opened his bloody mouth, and the scorching flames quickly converged and formed, and they were about to shoot out.

However, he underestimated Lanlos's ability to maneuver.

Under the reflection of the firelight, the eyes of the pitch-black demon that saw through everything were like a sharp blade sealing the throat, causing the red dragon to break out in a cold sweat.

Although the breath did not reach its strongest power, he still made a quick decision to release it, he was afraid, afraid that if he was one step too late, he would not have a chance.

But what he didn't know was that from the moment he was approached, he lost his chance.

Rumble!

The flames lit up the sky, and the severely distorted space seemed to melt.

"Is it fun?"

Before the red dragon could close his mouth, a small question on the back of his head that he usually didn't pay attention to at all caused his vertical pupils to instantly turn into a slit.

The green palm grasped the roof of his jaw, his powerful fingers stuck between his teeth, and the red dragon raised his head with all his might, unable to close his gaping mouth as he pulled Lanloth.

It's like a pig that has been slaughtered, this humiliation, this unwillingness...... Anger, endless anger makes him want to destroy everything.

Roar!

He struggled to break free of the translucent massive palm, and clusters of flames burst out of his mouth, trying to melt the thick, powerful knuckles. But to Lanloth, it was more like fireworks at the beginning of the feast.

With a flip of his wrist, the demon turned the dragon's head around little by little, ignoring the other's painful wails, so that the other's eyes were facing him. The demon smiled as he watched the anger and fear that had been in his eyes full of nobility and arrogance build up even more intensely.

"Don't move, I'm hungry. ”

The vertical pupils contracted again, and this time, it seemed that even the gap had disappeared.

The demon's hideous laughter pierced the sky, and a green glimmer quickly spread from under his feet to the dragon's entire body. After a short period of stagnation, wisps of life-filled streamers burst out from the red dragon's body, pouring into the body of the pitch-black demon.

"No!"

Sound can convey emotions, whether it is joy, arrogance, pain, or collapse. But all the creatures present can be sure that this voice is the most unforgettable, unforgettable, shadow of their lives. It's a nightmare that will force them to wake up for countless nights to come!

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