Chapter 260 Strong Enemy Arrives Together

It was another tornado-like attack, but compared to Grom's whirlwind, the blade storm was the real tornado, the real killer move!

A terrifying tornado cast by a bloody wind rolled up on the top of the mountain.

Under the high-speed maneuver, whether it was Tirion, Ryan, or Tom, they all lost their perception of the mysterious sword master who was sneaking up. He could barely see a high-speed rotating green figure in the wind blowing back.

Ryan was retreating with his sword, and the royal guards next to him rushed forward desperately, and the result was that the guards were instantly strangled into meat paste.

Seeing the familiar faces who have been with each other for many years become the souls of the other party's sword, Ryan almost wanted to rush into this storm of sword energy regardless and fight the other party.

Tom Seamus slammed back hard, using his strong shoulder armor to push Ryan away from the killing range of [Blade Storm], however, the other party followed him like a shadow, and wanted to kill Ryan at all.

This is no longer a swordsmanship, the high-speed whirling body drives countless sword qi like real swords, slashing and slashing everything that tries to block him.

The human body wearing standard iron armor, the thickened iron-covered wooden shield, and even the trenches dug around the mountain on the mountain, and the stone bunker, everything looks so hard.

However, all these seemingly indestructible things have all become victims of the terrifying meat grinder of [Blade Storm].

The human body has been sliced ​​horizontally, and it is estimated that they do not know how to piece it together.

The great shield was chopped into pieces.

The trench was instantly opened.

And the stone blockhouse was directly lifted off the top cover.

The attack of this berserk sword master is completely beyond human imagination.

At such a moment, Ryan suddenly accepted the reality calmly. He was very grateful to Tirion Fordring who came at the last minute, and he knew very well that this was sent by Duke at a critical time. But this kind of power is not something that mortals can resist, right?

Listening to the sound of cutting approaching at high speed, Ryan reluctantly closed his eyes with a wry smile.

one second.

two seconds.

five seconds...

The slicing that represented death never came, instead there was a strong metal clashing sound not far in front of him.

Tirion's tall and burly figure was nailed in front of him and Seamus, and the blade storm fell on him.

Countless swords in his body? Shredded into pieces?

None of these situations happened, instead Ryan saw an oval hood exuding divine golden light appear on Tirion's body. It was this cover that was able to withstand the seemingly invincible Blade Storm.

This is really... amazing! ?

Seeing the report from the system elf, Duke was also a little confused.

"Congratulations, because you urgently dispatched Tirion Fordring on the eastern battlefield to rescue King Lane with [Blessing of Sacrifice] and [Holy Protection] at a critical moment. King Lane's attitude towards you has risen to [Life and Death]. "

Life and death, which means Duke knows, but Duke is more interested in Tirion's two skills.

[Blessing of Sacrifice]: Use the power of holy light to protect a friendly army, and any damage he suffers will be shared by the user of the blessing.

[Holy Protection]: Arouse the holy light in the body, and use the power of the holy light to make yourself immune to all attacks within a few seconds.

The holy light in this world seems to be more powerful than I imagined!

Over there, seeing that he couldn't kill Ryan even with his big moves, the mysterious sword master withdrew unwillingly. The figure disappeared into the air. After releasing his ultimate move, it is estimated that he will fall into a period of weakness for a long time. That kind of terrifying trick that concentrates all the strength in a few days and explodes in an instant will not be free.

I can stop thinking about that guy for a long time.

At this time, in the image of the mage's eye, I saw Tirion sent by Duke to save King Lane. There was a burst of warm applause in the headquarters.

"Amazing! Deputy Chief."

"God, how did you think of it?"

Duke is flattered, because this is the praise from the five kings of the alliance. Although he saved his own boss, saving Ryan meant helping the kings. When the enemy is at hand, no one wants the alliance to be torn apart.

"Okay, now we only need to..." Before Duke finished speaking, he saw a hunchbacked figure appear in the vision of the mage's eyes.

The next moment, the Mage's Eye was destroyed.

However, Duke saw that two [Flame Rain] areas as large as four football fields had descended on the two hilltop positions closest to the port.

The fire rain area as big as eight football fields, is this done by ordinary warlocks?

Duke and Antonidas looked out of the window at the same time, watching the burning people on the hills in the distance, struggling in pain and waving their bodies... All the little firemen in the field of vision belonged to the Alliance Elite!

Above the hill, the volume of the screams suddenly doubled, and then quickly fell silent.

And on the coast of the beach, cheers of orcs erupted naturally.

With the help of the system wizard, a figure that was originally just a small black dot rapidly expanded in Duke's field of vision, and then expanded again. It was a hunchbacked orc wielding an evil skull-headed staff. His face was old, his manner was shambling, and his back was covered with several huge bone spurs.

It feels like this guy doesn't need anyone to touch him, maybe he will throw himself to death on the road in the next second.

But Duke underestimated no one would underestimate this mysterious orc who stood on top of the waves with [Water Drift] and swayed up and down with the waves.

He is the terrifying existence standing at the end of the evil road in the world.

The muscles of Duke's face kept twitching, his face was livid, and he managed to squeeze out three words.

"Gul'dan!"

Duke is very sure that the historical Gul'dan did not participate in the Battle of Hillsbrad Hills. I don't know if Duke, the butterfly, changed the course of fate too much, and actually attracted Gul'dan.

The only luck now is that Gul'dan is no longer that demigod-level Gul'dan. After being tricked by Medivh in disguise, Gul'dan's current strength has dropped by at least half.

It's a pity that even if Gul'dan's strength has dropped by half, he is still not something Duke, a sky mage, can compete with.

Duke walked over, came to Antonidas, and bowed deeply: "I'm sorry, Speaker Antonidas. The other party is Gul'dan, a former demigod warlock and the strongest orc in the mysterious field. Except you Other than that, only the Sun King of Quel'Thalas can stand against it."

Facing the expectant gazes from all directions, Antonidas leaned on his staff and stroked his long white beard, with the pride of a strong man on his face.

"Hehehe! Dalaran will not refuse responsibility! The speaker of Dalaran is the same!"