Chapter 1141 Brand’s Aura of Ridicule
The name Brand was, of course, a bad idea of someone Du's.
At the same time, it also placed a small hope and attempt on Duke's part. Now that I came to Azeroth and accidentally entered the profession and became a magician, I couldn't help but have to deal with the elements.
It's not like Duke hasn't thought about getting rid of Ragnaros and becoming a Vulcan or something. It's a pity that humans are not born elemental creatures, and it is impossible for him to give up his human body and become a fire elemental. Otherwise, what would he do with a girl in the harem who is his age?
Of course, it would be a good idea to try to carve out a piece of meat from Ragnaros.
Brand, the imitation Pyromaniac, was Duke's first test subject.
Counterfeit Brand is not any fire elemental creature in the traditional sense of Azeroth. He is more like a collection of complex programming. If his carrier is not the fire element, then he is an NPC through and through.
Just like the enemy monsters in the game Duke played before crossing over.
It seems like it can see enemies and react to every object within its field of view, but that's not the case at all. Duke used the system wizard to compile a set of programs for Brand - for example, letting certain entities within a hundred meters around the body serve as conditions for triggering a certain program.
Here, there should be only one special monster that triggers Brand's reaction...
"Um?"
Before driving Brand into the cave, Duke had made several mental preparations, obviously not including the following.
"Huh--" The long and long turbid air is full of the breath of flames and has the barbaric breath from the ancient wilderness.
Poor Pyro Brand just shot a fireball inside and was crushed into sparks by the guys rushing out.
"Five dogs!?" Duke rarely lost his voice.
right! Five molten dogs emerged from the cave together.
This kind of lava monster with two heads, with lava droplets flowing from the corners of its mouth all the time, makes me feel sick no matter how many times I see it.
Duke's eyes suddenly narrowed into a straight line.
"From left to right! Alexandros pulls two, and Gavin Rad, Tirion, and Magni each pull one!"
Even though the dwarf warrior has short legs, he is a slut!
Magni said "Yo ho!" and charged directly at the molten dog on the far right. Mograine was the most shameless. With one strike of [Ashbringer], two blades of holy light were shot out, instantly causing two fire dogs to angrily chase him.
Only Gavin Rad and Tirion are left struggling, they are the ones who can only really rely on running!
Gavin Ladd was so angry that he shouted: "Boss, Alexandros cheated! I want the artifact too!"
If it were anywhere else, Duke would definitely tell him, 'If there is no artifact, it will cost me my life.' But Molten Core is the first place in Azeroth where artifacts can explode!
Not one, but two!
The first one is [Thunder's Wrath*Wind Chaser's Blessed Sword] - referred to as the Wind Sword.
There was once a player who was so good that he graduated in two weeks. When he paraded through Ironforge holding a wind sword that was shaped like a cake fork, but with thunder flashing in the middle, countless warriors and thieves just wanted to push it into the furnace of Ironforge to be re-melted. Reinvention.
The awesomeness of the Wind Sword does not lie in its own attack power, but in its despicable and despicable deceleration effects that can be superimposed. In the original version, after a mage was hit by it a few times, he immediately became mentally retarded. A fireball that could be produced in three seconds directly turned into thirty seconds.
Duke didn't know if he could make it in this life. Once it came out, it would be something that could greatly disrupt the opponent's magic circuit.
The other one is [Safras*Hand of Ragnaros the Fire Demon].
This hammer, with every corner of it exuding flames, is also a well-deserved artifact. The extremely high attack power, coupled with the unreasonable special effect of automatically shooting fireballs to confuse the opponent, is so perverted.
Of course, no matter which artifact it is, it all depends on character.
In the real Azeroth, there is definitely no dungeon for these guys whose eyes turn red when they look at the best equipment. So whether or not key casting items are dropped is really up to chance.
"Artifact? Ragnaros, as the king of the Fire Land, should have an artifact!" Duke replied with a smile.
This answer immediately made Gavin Ladd scream.
Duke was about to say something when he suddenly discovered that his Pyro Brand had been shot to death again.
A huge lava arm that was two stories high suddenly stretched out from the magma and directly pressed Brand to death. Then the giant who floated to the surface of the magma turned his eyes and looked at Duke and the others.
And not one giant, but two.
"Molten Giant and Molten Destroyer!?" Duke's face darkened.
The molten giants were not afraid. They killed at least a dozen along the way. But the Molten Destroyer is not easy to deal with. This guy is considered an elite among the Molten Giants. His attack power is so unbelievable that if he fights against a warrior with poor equipment or insufficient strength, he will be trampled to death with just one kick.
Now, it’s a seven-headed monster.
Even though this team is full of heroic bosses and there are enough melee professions, they still feel a sense of crisis.
"Magni, activate [God Descends] to carry one more giant."
"Okay!" Magni's size instantly increased by more than five times, and his whole body was covered with a shiny metallic texture. After this guy angered the molten dog, he directly intercepted and bumped his shoulder into the two giants who were charging towards Duke's long-range group!
"Hey! I can carry all three!"
Duke ignored Magni who was putting on a show of pretense.
Instead, he looked at Brand nervously.
I saw this burning man who had been injected with a lot of programming, relying on the surrounding flame elements that were so rich that they almost turned into substance, and he was resurrected again.
However, when it faintly recovered its form, the cave rioted again.
This time, hundreds of fire elemental creatures that looked a bit like little devils rushed out - those were flaming imps!
A single flaming imp poses no threat. It can at most burn those around it, but if hundreds of them are used together, the flame aura they carry will add up, making it difficult for even a warrior wearing a full set of fire resistance suits.
"Damn it! Is this guy really capable of being ridiculed by the whole region?" Duke no longer dared to take advantage of him, and directly killed Brand with one hand, taking back all the fire elements and programs given to him.
Even so, hundreds of flaming imps still jumped towards the team quickly.
At this moment, a soldier stepped forward.
Wearing black iron armor, he rushed towards the group of flaming imps like the wind with an agile pace that was incompatible with his burly figure.
The brightly colored swords drew countless streaks of brilliance that belonged only to them in the sky full of fire.
Varian Wrynn - Take action!