Stormwind God

This is not ordinary fireball. In the summer, ordinary fireballs are likely to cause mountain fires easily.

But Duke's fireballs are different. The big fireballs seem huge. When they hit them, these zombies are instantly and fiercely burning.

The hot air rushed back, even Renault and Sally, who were more than ten meters away, subconsciously raised their hands to cover it.

This power alone is more powerful than any Master Master they have ever seen.

I wanted to observe more of this mysterious young mage, but what happened on the zombies soon forced them to turn their attention back.

Originally Renault wanted to add a sword or something, such as to kill the living corpses that were not completely destroyed by the flames, but were still coming at them.

Zombies don't have pain. If they are really carried by a burning zombie, then the flames on them will become a deadly weapon for Renault.

But Duke's fireball had an incredible power, and the tongue of the fire quickly charred the zombies' muscles, turning them into a mass of ashes.

It is weird that before each zombie falls to the ground, the flame on his body will surely extinguish.

Soon, everything fell silent.

There are no unpleasant growls of zombies, no endless twitching of living dead, no crackling of flames gnawing at corpses or wooden houses.

The hot summer wind blows slowly, making a sigh of sighing in the forest.

Regardless of this mysterious young mage named Duke, Renault and Sally were glad to see the living bodies burned to ashes.

To Sally asking who he was, Duke did not answer.

His face was very bad. He thought he was coming back too early. At least the Scourge did not start to rag, so there should be no problem. After all, Kel'Thuzad was abused by Duke more than ten years ago, and even his soul was The light has passed. It stands to reason that even cursed sects should not be too strong.

That doesn't seem to be the case now.

This is not the extent to which the cursed sect has experimented with humans.

This should be regarded as a natural disaster, even if it is still in its early stages.

Suddenly, there was a fierce fighting sound in the wind.

Who else was attacked? And there are quite a few! ?

Duke frowned, turning his head and saying, "You protect yourself."

I did n’t say anything, just [flashed] and left.

It was a "flash" over a distance of thirty meters. When Duke appeared at a distance of thirty meters, he seemed to swear, ran a few steps, and then a "flash".

In the eyes of the two Renaults, Duke was already a monster.

Renault turned his head: "If he wanted to do something to you not long ago ..."

Sally smiled: "How do I know. But fortunately, he is on the human side."

"What shall we do now?"

Sally insisted, "Follow up."

"But we are not here ..."

"We are just apprentices. Orders are not given to us, are we? I, who believes in the Holy Light, cannot allow myself to die." Sari smiled, matching her short snow-white hair, which was a kind of Renault The holiness that has been secretly fascinated by it.

Renault roughly wiped off the disgusting slurry that stuck to his body and sword, and Duke the follower disappeared and ran forward.

It didn't take long for them to reach their destination.

It was a very tragic battlefield.

On the avenue, at least hundreds of zombies were besieging a carriage. The carriage should belong to a higher aristocracy, because no one except a higher aristocracy would have a guard with more than thirty people, and a magician as a bodyguard.

This guard seems to be well-trained, but the enemy and our forces are too disparate. If it were n’t for the huge fireballs that kept coming out of the carriage, the guards ’poor round formation would have been broken.

Even so, seeing the crisscrossed huge scratches on the carriage, you can know that the carriage's line of defense was also broken for a time.

A chill rose from Renault's coccyx to the forehead.

Damn it! This is the main road of China Unicom Dalaran and Whitewater Fort! I only walked here from yesterday. When did so many people die?

The only good thing is that the team was under siege, because Duke's arrival has already made the biggest improvement.

Three fire walls rise outside the carriage, and each zombie who dared to rush into the fire wall will be burned in a few steps and become a pile of charred charcoal.

Although the corpses were no longer familiar with the body, they continued to charge the carriage, but the assistance of a high-level mage let the carriage's guards breathe a sigh of relief.

Standing on the hill, Duke flicked his fingers, and there was a fireball raining on the zombies. Just the right fireball, each round made several zombies instantly scattered.

After a few minutes, the world was quiet.

When the wall of fire was lowered, the guards for the rest of the life separated two people and came to seem to want to thank Duke.

However, Duke flashed, crossed the two guards, and went straight to the carriage.

His abrupt action alerted the guards immediately.

These days, the world is uneven.

Not everyone who is dead is a villain.

Not everyone who saves you must be a saint.

The surviving guards did not raise their swords, but everyone looked at Duke alertly. Although these faces are young and none of them are middle-aged, their calm demeanor tells Duke that everyone here has been on the battlefield and seen blood.

"This ... Honest Master!" Seeing Duke's sackcloth, the leading guard was really unable to connect Duke with the noble mage wearing a gorgeous mage robe. Unfortunately, Duke's powerful magic is an indisputable fact. So the chief of guards chose as much respectful and gentle words as possible.

Duke was quite excited.

Correct! That's right!

It has been ten years since he left the world of Azeroth.

Although ten years can't be described as a vicissitudes of life, many things have changed dramatically.

It's like the death of King Lane.

He didn't know how many traces he had left in the world.

In front of him were a group of guards with the mark hidden, but when he saw that the guard was in a more secret place with his familiar emblem, he could no longer control his feelings.

Ignoring the tense guard, Duke strode forward to the carriage and cleared his throat.

"An old friend is visiting! Excuse me, who is the principal of the Marcus family of the Storm Kingdom now?"

There was silence in the carriage, but three seconds later, an excited female voice came out.

"It was me, but now ... it's you."

what! ?

Duke hadn't responded yet, only to see that the carriage door was suddenly opened, and then a cricket figure flung Duke out of his body like a moth fluttering fire.

The back of the aggressive Duke made a terrible close contact with the black earth.

The next moment, a soft and sweet touch came from the lips. (To be continued.)