Chapter 402: What do the undead want, cut it off (800 monthly ticket plus

Chapter 402 What do the undead want, cut it off (800 monthly ticket plus update)

"Heh... Oli is really impatient, so I can't lag behind!"

Unwilling to admit defeat, Cirvanas showed a charming smile after seeing her eldest sister open the scoring. She fully drew the bow of the spirit string in her hand and pointed it at a tall monster that was rushing and smashing among the undead crowd.

According to Charlemagne's information, this poor freak should be Barthilas, the former mayor of a small town near Stratholme. After being transformed, he has completely lost his wisdom, and only knows how to follow his instinct to destroy, destroy and destroy again. .

"Poor human being, may the holy light you believe in bring you peace."

Sirvanas whispered softly in her mouth, and at the same time she shot the arrow on the artifact longbow towards Barthilas without mercy.

"Boom!"

Barthilas, who was attacking the Dawn Vanguard's Holy Light Shield wall, froze all over his body, then slid weakly to the ground, and never stood up again. A huge hole had been blasted out of his ugly head.

Vereesa pouted dissatisfiedly when she saw the actions of the two sisters, "Hmph...the movements are so fast."

"Ah Da, Ah Er, Ah San, your target is the guy who is using spells, go!"

Following Vereesa's order in her heart through the contract, her three domesticated animal companions quickly bypassed the large number of ghouls in front of the battlefield, and rushed towards Maleki who was in the middle of the army and was casting a wide-area blizzard.

The three Shadow Leopards were born to inherit the latent talent of their mother Dakar, and no natural disaster found them under the high-speed assault.

It was too late when Maleki felt the icy killing intent coming from around him. Under the blessing of Vereesa's five skills of Wild Rage, Ferocious Rage, Wild Guardian, Kill Command and Titan's Thunder, the three Shadow Leopards finally Showed his sharp minions.

When Maleki was about to use the ice cone technique to delay the movement of the three leopards at close range, Ah Er and Ah San suddenly jumped up and rushed to the left and right sides of Maleki respectively, almost killing the ice psychic dual cultivator in the blink of an eye. The mage bit off his hand.

Although the undead don't feel pain, the sudden loss of his hands still makes Maler basically stunned. How can I cast spells without hands? With feet or with chrysanthemums? The teacher didn't teach me!

Of course he won't have to think about this complicated issue soon, Ada who finally appeared has already jumped up and smashed half of his head with his palm.

In the bloodless head, only rotten gray brains were left dripping down the gap on the ground. At the same time, his out-of-control body also fell on his back in the very center of a group of psychic mages.

The three leopards took advantage of the skill buffing time to activate the unparalleled mode among the group of psychics. At this time, Valela, who had been waiting for the opportunity, also quietly touched this position.

What will happen if the mage group is confronted by a powerful melee? Look at the dead bodies all over here...

When Valeira and the three Shadow Leopards calmly withdrew from the battle group and re-entered the stealth state, the Scourge mage group including Maleki had completely collapsed, and only a few psychics with dull eyes were left looking at the crowds everywhere. The corpse was in a trance, as if doubting life.

"boom!"

Vereesa's considerate long-range sniper relieved them, and this team of spellcasters that Rivendell placed high hopes on was completely eliminated.

Valeira happily sneaked around the outer circle of the undead with the three leopards, and secretly hummed a little song in her heart, "I sneaked in~ No one found me, the ax on your head is so beautiful~"

And the Swallowing Ramsden, who was rushing on the front line, was also found by the couple, Liadrin and Lor'themar. The huge power of hatred was under Liadrin's rock-solid defense with the Guardian of Truth. It doesn't do much at all.

Ramsden's left hook and right ax were all blocked by Liadrin calmly with the artifact shield, while Lor'themar used the longbow and giant sword flexibly to beat Ramsden. Not going north.

With Glantz roaring and rushing over with a jumping cut, Ramsden's head was finally chopped off, but Liadrin and Lor'themar were very dissatisfied with this head-grabbing colleague, and both The man looked at the cheerful Glanz with an unfriendly expression.

The last commander besides Rivendell, the spider leader Naru Buenkan was killed by Chris's assault and Lilith's support spell.

The large number of swarms released by Neru Buenkan were completely blown up by Chris's close-up arcane explosion technique, coupled with Lilith's just-right magic attack, the leader of this spider monster was killed without any waves. The two were killed in their own group of spider monsters.

The generals are so excellent, Charlemagne can only shrug helplessly, and cast his eyes on the desperate Baron Rivendell at the back of the formation.

He did have reason to despair. Not only were all the Scourge generals under his command wiped out, but the battle in the sky was also over.

Dragon Eagle Knights, under the cover of their colleagues, have already launched powerful magic attacks on the ground. At the same time, the Lieyang, suspended in mid-air, also entered the battlefield after the airspace was cleared, providing fierce artillery support to the ground.

Rivendell shook his head numbly, and without saying a word, he drove the death steed to lead the black-clothed guard knights under his command to turn around and flee towards the main entrance of Stratholme.

As for the remaining natural disasters in Stratholme, he has lost hope. He has lost all the commanders. These brainless undead are just a pile of fat meat to be slaughtered. Under the coordinated attack of the high elves, there is no chance of winning. .

Charlemagne watched Rivendell turn and run away, his eyes narrowed slightly, he raised the Thoridar in his hand and shot an arrow of order in the direction Rivendell was escaping from.

"snort!"

Rivendell turned his head and looked at Charlemagne's actions with disdain, pulled the reins to control the death horse and hid behind a house.

‘If you stay in the green hills, you won’t be afraid of running out of firewood. Even if you go back and be punished by the Lich King, it’s better than that...huh? '

Rivendell, who thought he had already escaped, didn't see the playful smile on Charlemagne's face. The arrow that shot at him didn't hit the building and stopped, but turned two times in midair strangely. After passing the house, it flew towards him again.

"Boom!"

"oops!"

Following the sound of the explosion, Charlemagne patted his forehead angrily, "It failed. Sure enough, this kind of continuous vector steering is not skilled enough, but this is enough for the big traitor. I hope the constructor of the natural disaster can still Help you fix it...but even if it's fixed, it's probably not penis."

At this time, Baron Rivendell had fallen on the streets of Stratholme. The entire spine of the death horse he stepped off was blasted from the middle, and poor Rivendell also lost his lower body. The central position was blown in two by the energy arrow shot by Charlemagne.

"The arrow can still turn?! Did I have an illusion?"

Rivendell, who didn't feel pain, was still in the mood to doubt his life at this time, but then he reacted.

"You! Quickly take my lower body and help me up. We must flee back to Lordaeron immediately. Kel'Thuzad will definitely repair my body!"

As the commander-in-chief of the natural disaster, Baron Rivendell, escaped by chance, the remaining natural disasters lost their command and have no resistance. With the support of the magic gun of the Sun, the army of the high elves gradually began to eat away at these undead whose combat power has dropped sharply.

Charlemagne heaved a sigh of relief, and put Solidar behind his back. He couldn't help but sigh when he saw the bleak look of the once-familiar bustling city in front of him.

"Stratholme... In short, I finally took it down. I hope it can gradually restore its former style in the future."

Today I have to code Chapter 7...Come on! Bring my Sunflower Liver Tablets!