Chapter 842 Mystery - Attack of the Christmas Tree

This, he believes, is a real downgrade.

However, being able to capture Stratholme, which is the most important thing for the damn Lordaeron people, will make His Majesty Anastrian's position stronger.

Sienke was disdainful of the red-haired human mage rushing into the battle, until he saw the gold-rimmed emblem of the Marcus family...

Duke Marcus?

It's him again! ?

Not everyone in the Marcus family is qualified to wear the gold-rimmed blue storm badge. Only core members can have gold rims. The middle layer has silver rims, and most of them are copper rims and the more common black iron rims.

The Lich laughed: "Haha! Are you that useless disciple of Marcus? Luo Ning who has been unable to advance to Huiyue for more than ten years?"

Waste Ronin, this seems to have become a common joke between the Alliance and the Scourge.

Luo Ning, who killed his teammates in Dalaran 13 years ago and was forcibly recruited as a disciple by Duke, has long been regarded by countless envious, jealous and hateful young mages as someone who "overestimates his abilities and is unlucky" symbol.

There was a twitch on Luo Ning's face.

Immediately, he saw a rain of shadow arrows!

Black light bullets cut through the snow-white sky, announcing his arrival to the world with a sharp scream of soul.

Before the black rain of light poured down, the Scarlet Crusaders rushing in front had already fallen down, clutching their heads in pain due to the terrifying soul trembling.

Suddenly, only two people were left charging.

A Bridget held up a shield and charged into the double-team of five death knights with irresistible momentum.

A red-haired mage who kept his spell-casting posture unchanged while running at high speed.

Countless people were breathing heavily on the battlements, staring at this strange pair - a slim but extremely violent female paladin, and a burly but agile middle-aged mage.

They may have lost their fighting power because of the hail, or they may have lost the courage to stand up because of fear.

Even if they are waiting for the judgment of death, it does not prevent them from watching the last light of hope rushing out from this section of the city wall.

Is it a deeper despair?

Or a hopeful redemption?

No one knows how they feel at the moment. All he knew was that their eyes were captured.

"I am Ronin! The descendant of the Dalaran mage! The inheritor of Duke Marcus——" A self-satisfied shout to the sky was followed by a seemingly ordinary [Arcane Missile] !

[Arcane Missile] - The most basic arcane offensive magic!

70% of earth mages can do it!

But if Luo Ning plays so well, it's not that there aren't many, it's that there are none!

It was just an arcane missile, but others seemed to see a comet falling to the ground!

Brilliant! Eye-catching! Full of shock that tears the world apart!

In the blink of an eye, the arcane missiles seemed to split, and four new arcane missiles appeared in the four directions, up, down, left, and right.

At this time, Luo Ning had reached the limit of what a Morning Star mage could do.

The Lich's face moved slightly, and the ghostly light flickering above his cloudy eyes seemed to waver, but he still didn't care.

A Morning Star mage, no matter how hard he tries, is just a Morning Star.

The huge gap in magic density and energy level was enough for him to easily ignore Luo Ning's offensive.

In theory!

In fact, in the next moment, something happened that shocked him so much that his jaw almost dropped.

Eight lifelike magic hands suddenly appeared next to the five arcane missiles. This time, eight magic missiles appeared. If there were no miscalculations, these eight arcane missiles would hit him first, last, and at a higher speed.

This is definitely not the level of Morning Star!

Sure enough, in the next moment, along with eight magic missiles, Luo Ning's surging magic power suddenly surged!

One step, two steps, three steps!

After only three steps, Luo Ning's aura unexpectedly broke through the limit of Morning Star and reached the Huiyue level!

And he is not an ordinary Huiyue level, the arcane brilliance emanating from his body shines like lightning. On this small battlefield covered by ice and snow, almost every inch of snow reflected Ronin's purple-blue brilliance!

"This is impossible—" the lich cried.

Throughout the ages, it is not uncommon for mages to advance in battles!

Firstly, these were isolated cases, and secondly, most of the mages who were promoted during battle had unstable auras, and the sudden increase in magic power was not something that the temporarily expanded magic circuit could easily adapt to.

Luo Ning didn't have this problem at all. Not only did he operate his circuits with ease, but he also seemed to have perfectly inherited the name of his master Duke's "Hundred Hands". More mage hands appeared floating in the air around him.

If the attack consisting of thirteen magic missiles already looks like a purple-blue awl in appearance, then after more magic missiles fill the surrounding vacancies, the missile cluster that successively increases the outer circle range and the number of missiles has already Easily surpassing the level of arcane barrage.

It turned into a terrifying attack that was no less than a heavy rain!

In the eyes of others, where is Luo Ning's magic attack? This is like throwing a Christmas tree completely composed of highly concentrated arcane magic power into the face of the lich!

"No -" the Lich screamed and activated his flash, directly dodging to a place more than a hundred meters away.

Who knew that the arcane Christmas tree would accelerate further under Luo Ning's control, draw an incredible arc in the air, and hit the Lich with a bang.

It actually looked like Luo Ning used his small body to swing a huge blue scimitar with a length of more than 40 meters, and severely hit the escaping lich.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and without any suspense, the Lich was directly blown into bones and dregs.

Perhaps in the near future, he will be resurrected by the Lich King or the fallen Sun King. At least for now, he will not be able to cause any trouble to the defenders.

"Long live Luo Ning!"

I don’t know who shouted the first sound, and for a moment, deafening cheers echoed across the entire Stratholme West wall.

While the death knight was in a daze, Bridget used the warrior's signature skill [Shield Slam] to smash one death knight's head into bone dregs, and then knocked out the entire right arm of another death knight with a backhand hammer. He broke out of the siege in one breath and joined Luo Ning.

Listening to the cheers in her ears, Bridget smiled slightly: "Uncle, you did a good job!"

Just when Luo Ning was about to say something, something happened.

Without warning at all, a skinny finger with a shining golden ring appeared in the void. The icy cold light that bounced off the fingers suddenly penetrated Luo Ning's two magic shields.

As Bridget watched in shock, Luo Ning was shot through the shoulder, and the long bloody arrow shot out a full four or five meters away. The huge momentum knocked Luo Ning's whole body flying.