Chapter 1338 Who Are These Guys?

There was a raging war outside, and Duke naturally knew that. Taking advantage of the period when C'Thun was shrinking his power, Duke played with the enemy and retreated while he advanced. His magic network that almost eroded into the deepest part of his lair could ensure the spread of magic. The letter is as smooth as possible.

The hero group is still moving forward. Although they have formed a relatively reasonable oval formation, their tentacles are everywhere in the sky and underground. After discovering that they will be sensed, C'Thun's tentacles chose to attack at a faster and fiercer speed, using Speed ​​attack.

With multiple tentacles attacking at the same time, everyone's skills were clearly visible, and almost everyone was attacked.

While fighting and advancing in the underground cave, Thrall felt more and more that something was wrong.

Just as the tribe lacks warriors, it has to include the Forsaken to supplement the undead warrior heroes such as Orgrim.

Due to the disappearance of Ronin and Turalyon, the Alliance had to add a group of second-tier strong players.

But the second line is shit!

What are the backgrounds of these guys?

A red-haired female elf with a proud bust that almost burst the red Sin'dorei uniform, walked proudly beside Queen Sylvanas.

This female elf who calls herself Legolas claims to be a warrior, and she is also holding the [Eskadar's Claw], which is classified as a glove. This thing is a trophy from Magamanda in the Molten Core. It happens to be on the left. The right claw is complete to form a set.

At first, she didn't say a word, and her aura was already very scary.

That is the aura of someone who has been in power for a long time. Without enough strength and self-confidence, it is impossible to have that aura.

She walked beside Sylvanas, and I really didn't know whether she was the queen or Sylvanas was the queen.

Originally, Sal only thought that this guy was more aggressive.

The next scene was so frightening that his bull-eye-sized eyeballs nearly popped out.

A huge C'Thun tentacle broke through the rock wall and stabbed directly at her and Queen Xi. Normally, Queen Xi's arrow arrived first, but who knew that Legolas would move faster.

The ungrateful Escarda slapped him with his paw, and others felt a sudden strong wind.

After blinking, all he saw was a bloody, limp tentacle.

In less than half a second, the tentacles bounced high and fell again, emitting a burning smell and a sound similar to a deflated rubber ball lying softly on the ground.

A tentacle that could smash a steam tank or even a destroyer into pieces, lay motionless on the ground like a rotten sausage.

What's even more embarrassing is that this woman actually broke a Molten Core-level glove. A large chunk of the originally sharp claws was missing, revealing white and tender fingers.

What the hell is this?

The woman's fingers were fine, but the Molten Core-level gloves exploded?

Could it be that the gloves couldn't keep up with her strength?

Sal was going crazy.

The same thing happened to three other people.

An eyeball tentacle bursts out, trying to attack a mage named Shit, Oh, Goth. As a result, this guy didn't use magic nets, elemental planes, or even spells.

I only saw a white sea urchin that seemed to be made of pure ice. The next moment, the terrifying tentacle suddenly seemed like a water pipe bursting. Countless blood spurted out from large and small cracks. Rivers of blood flowed around it.

This kind of tentacle that had caused harm to many heroes since the beginning of the war came to the end of its life in an instant.

There was also a warrior with long black braids named Dom, who also looked like a high elf. He didn't even have any equipment. He just hammered a tentacle with a sharp hook with his fist like a drum. The tentacle seemed to have been hit hard by a heavy-duty industrial robot arm that could lift a thousand-ton wheel, and it immediately became soft.

When did the elves come out with so many strong men?

Thrall first looked at Orgrim.

The former warchief, who was already a death knight, shrugged, and his expression clearly said, if these guys were around in World War II at the Dark Portal, I would have beaten the hell out of Quel'Thalas!

Originally, Sal thought that the client next to him knew his situation best. Who would have thought that the Sun King was trying to keep a straight face while looking at Gos with frightened eyes.

have to! To be able to scare the Sun King of Xiri level like this, no need to ask, the background must be terrifying.

At this time, Vol'jin gently poked Thrall's waist with his elbow. Following Vol'jin's gaze, Thrall saw a strange aura coming from the Alliance.

With Malfurion Stormrage asleep, Fandral Staghelm was once again the leader of the Cenarion Circle. It stands to reason that there should be no night elf druid he doesn't know.

But there was one right in front of me.

The female druid who claims to be Sera has long green waterfall hair typical of night elves. Except for her eyes that never open, she looked like a typical night elf.

He can play [Healing], [Rejuvenation] and [Wild Growth] so smoothly that even Fandral, the self-proclaimed number one druid, can compete with him.

So long after she showed her hand, Fandral kept pestering her for so long.

"Where are you from?"

"A monk who lives alone?"

"Are you interested in joining the Cenarion Circle?"

"The way of druidry needs experts like you!"

His interest in Sera was not fake.

He expressed deep disgust for Tyrande's approach of getting too close to the Alliance. Although Malfurion fell into a deep sleep and was no longer in power, he couldn't murder Malfurion.

Within the night elves, he continued to recruit more powerful players to increase the voice of his faction.

Unexpectedly, the girl Sera ignored her, and when she was asked urgent questions, she said to ask Duke.

Fandral was depressed to death, but it was a pity that he was in combat mode now. He didn't dare to bother others too much, otherwise Duke would slap him and say he deserted, and that bitch Tyrande would not protect him.

At the same time, the void battlefield.

Crassus was sitting on pins and needles, because he was sitting on the throne of the one he respected the most!

Not far from him, coiled up was the vision of a huge blue dragon...

At a glance, there was indeed an extremely huge blue dragon entrenched there. If anyone could see through the elemental turbulence that enveloped the blue dragon so intensely that it was already substantial, he could clearly see that there was no huge blue dragon in that position.

Some are just a frost element dragon with a wry smile on its face.

Krasus was dissatisfied: "Sapphiron, if you cheat, I will never spare you!"

Sapphiron rolled his eyes: Do you blame me?

Next to Krasus, a cloaked figure smiled bitterly: "It's okay! This plan should be perfect. Even if something goes wrong, the priority will be to preserve the Void Battlefield."

"It's best..."