Chapter 889: The Trapped Beast Still Fights

We were attacked by a sneak attack by someone from the Death Omen Star! "

"If you come to support, bring as many brothers as possible, and be sure to bring brothers with enough resurrection coins!"

Looking at the message sent by Fengyun.

Jiang Bai was confused.

"Death Star?"

"Didn't the Death Omen Star betray the strange demon?"

"Why did you suddenly appear in the Black Iron Abyss?"

"Depend on!!"

Zun Guo, who also received the news, looked in disbelief.

This news is indeed unexpected.

"Let's go, quickly! Call the brothers to support them!!!"

Jiang Bai was just about to shake people off, but was stopped by Guxin's action.

I saw Wuxin looking at Jiang Bai with a solemn expression.

"One question, can we still bring people in now?"

"What's the meaning?"

Jiang Bai stared blankly at Sin Sin, who had a solemn look on his face, and suddenly came to his senses.

He can enter the black iron abyss without guilt.

That's because they have the temporary teleportation stone given by Muradin and can come and go as they please.

But if a large number of brothers are summoned, how will they enter?

The three thousand people who were innocent before were pulled over by Muradin using the large teleportation array in the clan.

Now that Muradin is under attack, the situation is critical. Can they still use this teleportation array?

Without the help of teleportation array.

Except for Jiang Bai and Wu Xing, everyone else could only run thousands of miles to get there, and the day lily would be cold while waiting for someone to get there.

Thinking of this, a chill suddenly rose up Jiang Bai's back.

Realization dawned on him.

Is this a well-planned game?

Then, Sinless said.

"Buyi replied. They were blocked by the people from the Death Star in the ruins of Lordaeron, and were forced to cut off contact with Muradin. At this time, the teleportation array must not be used at all."

"Unless Buyi and the others can break through..."

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"Become a monster and cooperate with us to take down the Barhot fire so that you can still survive."

"How much pain do you want!"

Long Teng'ao cursed directly.

"hehe."

Hua Lian just smiled coldly and ignored Long Teng Ao, instead focusing on Feng Yun.

"I'll give you three seconds to think about it."

"Wouldn't think about it for a second!"

Feng Yun refused quite simply.

"Can."

"However, Kongcheng Jiumeng already knows the news, right?"

"He should be coming."

"But he probably can't bring anyone here."

Looking at the rapid changes in the expressions of Feng Yun and others.

Hua Lian smiled happily.

"The boy made a special trip to the Kingdom of Lordaeron to wait for him."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Depend on!"

With a "boom", Feng Yun and others' brains suddenly went blank.

Only then did he realize Hua Lian's intention of blocking his group here.

Intercepting and killing them was only secondary, the main purpose was to lure Jiang Bai to come and then isolate Jiang Bai.

Kingdom of Lordaeron.

In the dark night, the raging flames reflected the night blood red.

The roar of thousands of people fighting filled the sky and covered the sun.

Looking around, the war has spread to every corner of the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

The light dwarves resisted to the death and fought resolutely.

However, with his vitality severely damaged, he could not withstand the crazy forward pressure of the Black Iron Dwarf.

the most important is……

Muradin holds a war hammer.

He fought bloody battles among thousands of people, and most of his cronies around him had already been killed. Muradin was always surrounded by a steady stream of enemy soldiers.

His eyes were already red.

The wounds all over his body and the blood flowing freely could not stop Muradin's bravery.

Every time the war hammer in his hand was hit hard, hundreds or even thousands of lives could be taken away.

This is the demeanor of the Dwarf King.

"I said Muradin, what's the mark on your horse?"

People surrounded the outside circle.

A fierce-looking dwarf with a bare head and brown beard stared at Muradin with an uninhibited smile on his lips.

As for his name, the Dark Iron Dwarf King - McHale.

"Hand over Barhot's fire honestly, maybe I won't let you exterminate your clan. Really, you think about it."

"No!!!"

Muradin shouted in a hoarse and deep voice.

At this time, Muradin's eyes were not on McHale.

Instead, standing tightly locked next to McHale, was a dwarf shrouded in a black cloak.

"Night Dwarves, I, Muradin, can't believe it to my death that you would actually side with McHale!!!"

"Have you forgotten the ancestral precepts of the night dwarves? How will you face the former patriarch of the night dwarves!!!"

"Jiejiejie..."

An ugly laughter like teeth grinding came from under the cloak.

I saw the man's body shaking with laughter, and said in a sharp voice.

"Muradin, what time is it now?"

"I, Fox, will not accept that old-fashioned way!"

As he spoke, the night dwarf raised his hands, raised his head to the sky, and said as if worshiping.

"Only I, the night dwarf, can lead the dwarves to glory!"

"Muradin, your era is over!"

Night dwarves are a rare race of dwarves. They have been indifferent and neutral since ancient times and never participate in any struggles of the dwarves.

But he didn't want the new night dwarf, Wang Fox, to break this rule.

This was one of the reasons why Muradin was losing ground.

“What nonsense are you talking to him about!!??”

In the crowd, a young man wearing black leather armor and holding a silver-white dagger, with a childish face but full of murderous intent, pointed at Muradin and said.

"I hate you NPCs the most. Kill them all. What can't I find?!"

As he said that, the silver-white dagger in the boy's hand broke through the air. With a "whoosh", the dagger directly pierced Muradin's left ankle.

Muradin's figure immediately shrunk and he almost fell!

It can be seen that a trace of fatigue flashed through the eyes of Muradin who was holding on.

"You bunch of hateful humans! Damn adventurers!!"

"Damn it!!!"

Like a prey being surrounded and killed, Muradin stared at the guy named "Death Star Boy" with hatred, his eyes spitting fire but he was helpless.

"Hahaha!"

"Damn human?"

"Today I'll show you how despicable humans are!!!"

"Brothers, surround him!!!"

With one order, thousands of players from Death Star pounced on Muradin like ants.

Let Muradin swing his hammer, but these players are like maggots attached to his bones, leaving deep wounds on Muradin.

"Ah!!!"

"I! Muradin! Never surrender!!!"

"Fight!!!"

The high-pitched roar was mixed with inexplicable sadness.

At this moment, he was like a trapped beast, looking sad and lonely in the siege of layers of enemies.

"Boy, be careful not to kill anyone."

Behind, Michael looked at everything happening in front of him with a sense of comfort and reminded the boy.

"If he dies, we won't be able to get the Balhot Fire. I need to use Muradin's body to sacrifice the fire!"

"I know!!!"

The boy, who was in the mood for killing, once again left a long wound on Muradin's back.

"I'm just playing around to see what the limit of this thing is. I'll definitely leave you a breath, hahaha..."

The boy's young face was now ferocious and crazy under the light of the fire.