Chapter 843 You Are Really Promising!

who?

who is it?

Who can defeat a mage who rockets to the peak of Huiyue with one move?

In fact, everyone already has the answer in their hearts, but everyone just doesn't want to admit that a rising human strongman was defeated by a more powerful and evil existence at the moment he reached his new peak.

Two hundred meters away from the city wall, a lich wearing luxurious clothes, a red robe with gold trim that was incompatible with the blizzard, declared his identity - the fallen Sun King Anastrian Sunstrider!

The words themselves carried an endless cold voice, spreading throughout the battlefield: "Huiyue peak? What a good seedling. Or are you worthy of being a disciple of Duke Marcus? Haha... Because of this, I want to destroy you even more!"

Anastrian opened his arms, and the fiery red robe was like a huge, bleeding heart, stimulating the visual nerves of every living person.

"Ahem!" Luo Ning covered his shoulders and struggled to get up from the ground in pain. He is not a mage who specializes in the frost system, and he does not have an [ice barrier] that can withstand higher-level magic damage. The weaker survivability of arcane mage is exposed at this moment.

He tried to organize a counterattack, but the severe pain on his shoulder and the sense of chaos fed back by the magic circuit made Luo Ning, who had lifted the seal for the first time and showed his power in front of the world, understand that he was in a desperate predicament.

The veteran Xiri powerhouse is indeed an existence beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Ignoring Ronin's reaction, Anastrian said to himself: "Duke... what a disgusting name. He put the yoke of the alliance on the neck of the high elf and put the noble The elf became a slave to realize his ambition! Then he took away my only child Kael'thas. Duke - his sin is so serious that even if his soul is extracted and burned with soul fire Even if you roast it for ten thousand years, it won’t let go of the hatred in my heart.”

The magic power was so huge that it almost condensed the air in the surrounding space, surging and undulating within a radius of several hundred meters. The terrifying magic power that is enough to make every mage despair, just feeling it makes you feel like you are having trouble breathing, let alone fighting against it.

Ronin struggled to stand up, but he didn't back away. Because there is no point in retreating.

At this time, a fiery female figure stood in front of him, it was Bridget Abidis!

"you……"

"I pulled you to charge! At least if you fail, I should accompany you!" The female knight said a serious topic with a cold face.

"Hahaha! What a beautiful friendship, or should we say love?" Anastrian's face turned cold, and then he burst into an even more elusive and meaningful evil smile: "If General Abidi is Si's only daughter and Marcus' disciple became immortal together, just thinking about their expressions, I already think it will be very interesting!"

The man and woman standing on the battlefield were silent.

"Hey! I would also find it very interesting if the skull of the famous Sun King was taken off, filled with holy water and hung as a specimen at the gate of Stratholme City!" A male voice came from a distance, almost at the same time as the voice. Yes, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves.

One man and one horse, emitting dazzling golden light, charged towards the Sun King at high speed from the towering Stratholme city wall, along the long slope made of ice and snow.

Different from ordinary war horses, this paladin war horse has been blessed by the Holy Light. It is no exaggeration to say it is a holy horse. Its speed was so fast that it left golden shadows wherever the horses ran. Each shadow could remain in the air for at least two or three seconds. It actually looked like a strip of light extending from the city wall to where the Sun King was.

The horse galloped wildly and struck sideways.

This skillful strike, which had been used countless times and killed countless orcs, was easily dodged. The only thing the hammer hit was the shadow of the Sun King.

After the flash, the Sun King, who appeared a hundred meters away, was not angry at all. He sneered: "Sedan Dathrohan, you are not qualified to be my opponent!"

"Add me?" A sharp shout sounded, and suddenly, the shadow of a golden hammer flew into the air. The golden hammer almost hit the Sun King, but was still dodged.

The second flash within a second allowed the Sun King to easily dodge the second attack.

Glancing at Turalyon who rushed out from the city gate, the Sun King had unspeakable contempt on his face: "It's not enough even if you are included!"

At this time, a thunderstorm echoed on the battlefield.

"And I--"

A golden light suddenly lit up from the left formation of the Scourge Legion. In less than a tenth of a second, the golden light extended from left to right at high speed. It caused a ripple in the cold space and swept across the entire battlefield.

Wherever he passed, he saw rows of skeleton soldiers and zombies turning into ashes and disappearing silently into the void. Golden ripples swept across the thick earth, and a straight and sloping black line immediately appeared on the white snowfield. The black line divided the entire undead army into two from left to right.

Time seems to be frozen at this moment.

The Sun King finally lost his composure, and he had to forcefully activate the third flash within a second. However, when his graceful and luxurious figure appeared a hundred meters away, there was a look of horror on his face that could not be concealed.

He screamed, "No!"

Because, the two fingers of his left hand were scratched by the attacker's attack and were directly evaporated by the holy light.

Anastrian finally got angry: "Alexandros Mograine - you are seeking your own death!"

The one who arrived was naturally Mograine! The large army he led finally arrived at the most critical moment.

It's a pity that even with his appearance, he still can't reverse the disadvantage on the battlefield.

The mage's [Flash] is so flexible!

The flash of high-level mages is even more insane. Not only can they use flash continuously, they can flash to any place that is beneficial to them. And after their ruthless and endless magic power was converted into magic damage, even the so-called Xiaoqiang Paladin couldn't withstand the continuous bombardment.

That sneak attack just now was Mograine's best chance!

Next, it’s hard to fight!

If there is no accident, the next three major paladins in the alliance will suffer the misfortune of being hanged. What they did was just use the powerful holy light to delay the arrival of defeat.

At this moment, without any warning, a golden illusory hand suddenly appeared out of thin air, grabbed Anastrian's body, and directly pushed the big lich onto the battlefield.

White snowflakes splashed, revealing the solid black earth below in a few clicks.

Anastrian's dead face and the crown on his head were pressed to the ground and rubbed hard!

A familiar voice sounded: "Hey, Sun King, you came here specifically to bully my disciples, you are really promising!"