Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

In the jungle, the dwarves who inspired their own blood waved their weapons wide open and closed. Even though the trolls were protected by the power of Hakkar, they were still hard to resist and retreated steadily. If it weren't for the fog of voodoo , I'm afraid Magni has led these dwarves into the woods.

"Master Mandokir, our people have been repulsed again!" A troll with a bloody face and a broken fang hurried to the blood lord standing outside the forest, riding a velociraptor.

"A bunch of trash! Where are the people from the Darkspear tribe? Aren't those shadow hunters very good at fighting in the jungle, let them go!"

"yes!"

Soon Walter led several groups of shadow hunters into the jungle, and the sound of fighting came from the woodland again.

On the other side, Sylvanas in full armor was helping his sister put on that weird armor.

"Are you staying here, Alleria?"

"Yes, Hill, you have also seen Aristophanes' order. I think there will be news from him soon."

Cirvanas glanced at the dark sky, turned around and handed Aurelia a purple helmet: "Okay, then I won't persuade you. Mother just sent a messenger, and I will lead other People are going to the front."

"Be careful, Hill, this battle should be over soon."

"Don't worry, I'm the Ranger Captain just like you," Sylvanas adjusted the armor on his body, and then hugged Alleria, "I'm leaving, Aristophanes depends on you." gone."

After she finished speaking, she took Sasdora from the hands of the adjutant behind her and carried it behind her back. At the same time, the double-ended spear that drank the blood of the troll was also disassembled and put into the gun buckle around her waist. Holding the arcane rifle made by Aristophanes in his hand, he put on the transparent visor with a click, turned and walked out.

Alleria followed her out of the big tent, and neat groups of elf rangers were walking out of the camp in an orderly manner. Cirvanas deftly boarded a structure, and quickly merged into the darkness.

In the Elf Fortress, looking at the map that was gradually being stained with red, Taranas and Li Reza looked solemn.

"Except for the No. 3 and No. 6 positions, which are still firmly in our hands, the other positions have fallen into fierce competition. Compared with the trolls in Zul Aman in the north, these trolls are more fierce and powerful. .” Taranas looked calm, his vertical pupils reflected light under the purple arcane lantern.

"It's like this, look here? And here? If we hadn't dispatched a reserve team headed by Lor'themar Theron in time, plus the teleportation crystal left by Aristophanes? Missed.

Even so? The entire line of defense is still crumbling. "

"Where's the reserve force?"

"Sylvanas has already led the troops to set off, and Alleria has received an order from the elf mage? Leading a mysterious team to stay in the camp."

Before the words finished, a crisp voice came from outside the door: "The Ranger Captain Sylvanas Windrunner is ordered to report here? Commander!"

"come in."

The female ranger walked in? Looking at the strange armor on her body, both Li Reza and Taranas were stunned.

"What kind of clothes are these?"

"Aristophanes said that this is his specially made ranger armor, and this is the first time it has been put into actual combat." Cirvanas lifted the mask and said to his mother and Taranas.

"The situation is urgent now? I won't say anything redundant? How many people did you bring?"

"Three hundred people in the vanguard," Cirvanas responded, standing at attention, "Give me an order, Commander!"

"Okay, let's take a look? This is the line of defense we set up before, and now we only have No. 3 and No. 6 in our hands? I need you to lead the 300 rangers under your command to set off immediately along the front of the eastern front." Clean up the past? Take the pressure off your fellow countrymen on the line!"

"I see! What about the western front?"

"Lor'themar Theron has already led the reserve team up to the west, don't worry for now? You go now? Remember? The faster you are, the stronger your attack power is, and the safer our defense line will be."

"yes!"

Cirvanas simply saluted and left, then led the rangers he had brought out of the fortress, and soon the trolls on the east side were wiped out.

"Sisters, for our homeland, kill!"

Cirvanas held up the rifle in her hand, and activated the runes on the armor first. She immediately felt that her strength and speed had increased a lot, and at the same time, her perception of the outside world became more acute. The sound of the devil's heavy breathing was so clear in her ears.

Seeing this, the ranger captain directly raised his gun to aim, the rune on the armor and the light of the rifle complemented each other, a red bullet flew out of the gun in an instant, and Cirvanas heard an explosion, and at the same time, a faint scream was also heard. into her ears.

"For Kui...for Li Numoville!" After shooting, Sylvanas was the first to rush into the jungle. Seeing this, other rangers activated the runes on their armor and followed behind her. , Looking from the sky, a scattered blue wave spread out in an instant, and quickly flooded a large area of ​​the jungle.

In the position east of the fortress, the elf rangers who were fighting suddenly found that the pressure they were facing had weakened a lot, but they soon discovered the reason: blue figures flashed in the jungle in front of them, and then a team The elf ranger entered the position and took over their defensive position.

After receiving the help of reinforcements, the elves launched a wave of offensive and drove a large number of trolls out of the jungle again.

Looking at the positions gradually occupied by blue light on the map, Li Reza and Taranas let out a sigh of relief.

"Looks like we won."

"Yes, Lireza," Taranas nodded, at this moment a ray of golden sunlight came in from the window, illuminating their cheeks, "I don't know what's going on with Aristophanes."

At this time, a portal opened in the middle of the fortress, and Aristophanes led Aurelia, Merlinsera and others out.

"It seems that the tactics I designed have succeeded."

"Yeah," Alleria lifted her visor, "What should I do next?"

"I'll go up to see the situation on the battlefield first, and then prepare for a big counterattack. You should take a good rest."

"No, I'll go up with you to have a look, and I'll go to the front line if necessary."

Melinthra returned to the wounded camp under the leadership of the elven chaplain to receive treatment, and Isarios immediately returned to the form of a dragon. He needs to return to the Emerald Dream to seal the dragon's summoning that half of Hakar's power Give it to Ysera.

The trolls also realized something was wrong at this time. The Darkspear troll Walter, who was fighting Magni, suddenly found that the red light wrapped around him became weaker and weaker, and finally the weapon in his hand was smashed by the dwarf in front of him. The whole person flew out directly.

He opened his eyes dizzily, and suddenly found that he seemed to have left the battlefield.

"Where is this place?"

"Ah, here you are, my former believer," a strange old troll suddenly appeared in front of Walter.

"B... Bwonsamdi..." Walter was stunned for a moment, and then sweated instantly, "My... my lord, why are you here?"

"Oh Ho Ho Ho, Walter, Walter, what do you think?" Bwonsamdi gave a sly smile, "There are so many high-quality, unowned souls here, who will come if I don't? That barbaric, A disrespectful wind snake?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Ahahaha, it's nothing, time is up, Walter, the chat is over, I have to pick up other people, let's go, I have left a place for you and those trolls who transferred letters in the Hades Palace." Bwonsamdi said while shaking the bell in his hand. Walter felt a burst of chaos, and he floated up and followed Bwonsamdi. At this time, there were already many souls behind the troll Reaper's ass.

"Ah, wait for me, dear souls, old Bwonsamdi is here to save you, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The god of death swayed and hit the beat, and gradually drifted away, leaving only Walter's body leaning against the tree, Do not rest in peace.