Although Moira has been raised in a greenhouse since she was a child, due to her own strong personality and strict training by her three fathers, Moella has completed all the quality and quantity without the slightest discount, ten years as a day.

To put it simply, Moira lacks actual combat experience, but her theoretical combat effectiveness is not bad.

Sarean also didn't expect to let Moira, a novice on the battlefield, charge with her on the front line, he only needed a backup support.

When she was a princess in Ironforge, Moira was a priest.

After receiving the title of Queen of Dark Iron, Moira took on a new profession of Spellcaster.

Although Moira works hard, she hasn't been studying a sorcerer for a long time, and she still habitually uses the priest's abilities to help her comrades in battle.

And what Saljan needs is precisely her pastoral ability.

As the temperature in the cave ahead skyrocketed, the Black Iron Scouts had evacuated one after another under the orders of Sarean.

It didn't take long for a huge fire elemental that almost reached the ceiling of the cave to burrow, and needless to say, it was Baron Garton, who carried the other half of the Windchaser's imprisoned skull.

According to the barrage, Baron Gatun has a disgusting skill called a live bomb.

Those who are hit by a living bomb will be ignited by fire elementals, which will automatically explode after a few seconds.

The explosion will cause a lot of damage to all creatures within a certain area, and the person who hits the bomb will also be lifted into the sky by the force of the impact, and if you are not careful, you may be thrown to death.

The Priest's Truth Shield can effectively reduce the damage taken by the unlucky ones named by the live bomb, and the levitation technique can also ensure that the comrades from above will not fall to their deaths easily.

Under the premise that only Salam is the only one who enters the melee range, Baron Garton will inevitably point to him.

And in order to resist Baron Gatun and prevent him from rushing into the crowd to kill, it is impossible for Salren, who combines the main T and output tasks, to run the position, so he can only stand in place and eat damage.

This is where Moira's assistance comes in.

There are three high-end forces of his rank on Shaslar's side, and they should be defeated soon.

Sarren's goal was to drag Baron Gatun where he was, wait for reinforcements to arrive, and then work together to take him away.

From the first glance at Baron Garton, Sareen knew that this guy was a tough enemy.

[After all, he has a big level 58 number on his head......]

The strength given by the system is not absolute, and the level can only represent the theoretical strength of the character, and combat experience and combat intelligence cannot be counted.

Baron Garton didn't give Sarayan a chance to speak, and as soon as they met, he gave him a live bomb in the air.

"it!"

Seeing Moira hurriedly leave her side, Sarren also felt a little pain.

After a slight movement of his hands and feet, and making sure that his injuries had recovered, Sarjan began to leap valiantly without saying a word, and a large leap fell in front of Baron Garton, just in front of his progress.

After all, it was the first time for Moira to fight with Sarjan, and she was a little uncomfortable with her reckless fighting style without greeting him.

After reacting, Moira immediately put on the Truth Word Shield for Sarren, and the live bomb exploded at this time.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Sarren was sent into the sky by the impact of the fire elemental's detonation.

Just as Baron Garton was about to ignore the little minion and continue to rush forward, Salaen stamped the air in midair and charged.

Baron Garton's fire elemental body was stopped by Sarren's iron shoulder before he could take the second step.

Blocked by the same person twice in a row, Baron Garton, who had not taken Salam in his eyes before, set his mind to re-examine this annoying little bug.

“&￥#@！”

Baron Gatun muttered a series of unintelligible words from his mouth, judging by his tone, he should have cursed.

The Flame Lords, including Baron Garton, had lived in Azeroth for years, and Sarajan did not believe that they could learn the language of the Black Iron Dwarves.

deliberately didn't use a language that Salian could understand, and it was obvious that he looked down on him.

This strange language gave Sallian an inexplicable familiarity, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

But he didn't have time to think about it now, Baron Garton had already stretched out his flaming left hand and gave him a shot of mana burning.

Mana Burn is a relatively skinny skill, the better it is against enemies with more mana gauges, and it can burn the enemy's mana while dealing mana backlash damage to them.

However, this skill also has great limitations, and mana burning does not play any role when facing physical classes such as thieves and warriors.

Although Sarian has not dabbled deeply in the mage profession, as a thorny talker who can call the wind and rain to change the weather, the blue stripe cannot be short.

"Hiss~"

Baron Garton's extremely fast mana burning made Saljan feel the pain of mana backlash from the inside out, as if a phantom limb had been burned with fire.

Growing up in a fight, Sarjan's ability to endure pain was far superior to that of a pure spellcaster, and the pain was not enough to make him incapacitated.

In order to resist the high temperature naturally emitted by Baron Gatun's body, Sarian did not transform into any kind of hairy animal, but covered the surface of his body with a layer of golden scale armor, which can isolate the damage of flames to a certain extent and enhance resistance in all directions.

Coupled with the fact that Liadline next door deliberately expanded the scope of action of the piety aura, under the superposition of the two phases, Sarjan could almost ignore the normal high temperature of Baron Garton's body.

Of course, it's just the norm.

"Slash!"

Activating the mutually exclusive power of light and darkness in Valagaar's twin swords, Sarjan slashed at Baron Gatun with an extremely unstable gray sword light through the air.

This sword light automatically exploded as soon as it touched Baron Gatun, and since the two opposite forces were mutually exclusive, Baron Gatun caused a lot of damage.

“*￥@#！”

It was another incomprehensible garbled scolding, and Sarian didn't bother to figure out what this guy was pressing, and without hesitation, he swung his twin swords and slashed quickly at his elemental body one after another.

Ordinary weapons will burn red when they come into contact with Baron Gatun's fire elemental body, and after repeated repeats, the internal structure will easily be destroyed by the high temperature.

There is no such concern when using an artifact, the sturdy material of the artifact itself can resist extreme temperatures to a certain extent, and attacks that use artifact amplification can easily hurt the arrogant Flame Lord.

Stunned by the high-speed combo of Valagaar's twin swords, the enraged Baron of Garton finally gave up the arrogant posture he had been maintaining and began to curse in human terms.

"Weak mortals! Bow to the mighty flames! ”

As soon as the skill recoil time ended, an enraged Baron Gardon once again hung a live bomb on Sarren.

Sarian didn't stop the attack in his hand, and pulled the corners of his mouth with a smile: "That's it?" Don't you have anything else to live? ”

[Hint: You're a bomberman, run towards the sunset.] 】

【Grass! Human flesh DBM is okay. 】

[Run a fart!] There was not a single friendly army within a radius of 30 yards, and no one could be blown up anyway, so it was hard to eat while standing still. 】

That's exactly what Sarren did, and he even activated the Storm of Blades to circle around Baron Garton's happiness.

"Boom!"

When Moira made up the second Truth Shield just in time, the impact sent Sareen high into the air again.

Sarren, who was still spinning, gave Baron Gatun a wave of styling on the way to the air, and the potholed Baron Gatun was angrily shouting "comments".

"Annoying mortals! I'm not Magmanda's brainless brute! Don't think this hurt will beat me! ”

Perhaps it was the spinning centrifugal force that played a role, and the Saljan flying in mid-air did not descend very quickly, allowing him to wait until the recoil of the charging skill was over.

Baron Gatun was about to get around the annoying fellow who had been beaten into the sky again when Saram stopped him with another charge.

As Ragnaros's fierce general, Baron Garton had never seen such a stubborn mortal.

Just as he was about to concentrate all his energy on burning this guy to ashes, Shaslar suddenly let out a fierce shout.

"Nope! I can't be defeated at the hands of mortals! Gatun! Save ......"

Before Shaslar could finish his words, Stella Gossa clenched her right fist mercilessly.

Based on the penetrating wound on Shaslar's left abdomen, an inconspicuous little singularity suddenly released a huge suction, completely inhaling Shaslar's huge body into it in a second, leaving no residue behind.

Baron Garton: "......"

Looking at the malicious eyes of the few mortal powerhouses who had solved Shaslar, Baron Garton felt a little panicked.

'Wouldn't it?' Will I also overturn in the hands of mortals? ’