The air fell silent.

After a while, an cannibal magician came up, he looked neat, at least much stronger than the oil-stained ogres, and at the unicorn on his forehead, the ogre also creatively tied a strip of cloth representing noble purple, making him look funny.

It is worth mentioning that this ogre also winked towards Nairgo's position after coming up, which made him realize that this ogre had been controlled by Sylvanas.

However, blinking with this ogre appearance is really hot eyes, which is embarrassing, and Nairgo forced himself to watch Sylvanas's operation with nausea.

Knock knock.

She knocked on the door.

Valego pushed open the door and looked at the ogre in disguise of Sylvanas and said, "I hope you have some news that I think is valuable." The

ogre in disguise of Sylvanas bowed his head humbly, which prevented the above-the-top Valrego from seeing the malice she had hidden in her eyes, "I learned of the death of a big man. "

She deliberately made herself stupid to speak, so stupid that she herself felt like a retard, and such a disguise could be called perfect.

It was obvious that Sylvanas' disguise was just right, it was simply into the wood, and Valego didn't seem to realize that this ogre was pretending to be mentally retarded, and he asked with interest: "Big man? You don't mean that Gromash is dead, do you?

"For example, he died from an unknown spell, or the orcs mutinied and cut off his head..."

Sylvanas interrupted his conjecture, "The big man who died is!!..."

A cold light flashed, and Valeg's fallen head still maintained that stupid arrogant appearance.

Lantreso emerged from the air, he cut off Valego's head with the blade of his sword, tying it to a stick.

"It's you—" Sylvanas chuckled, she didn't expect this operation to be so simple, as simple as a game.

"Is that settled?" Nairgo is a little unbelievable, the ogre sent such a waste to lead the army?

"Do you think it's going to be hard?" Sylvanas was unimpressed, "Okay, now it's time to inform Gromash that the army is pressing."

But suddenly, Valego's figure appeared on the other side of the house.

And the so-called ogre heads in their hands gradually dissipated.

"Who should I be? It turned out to be you slaves. Valego smiled sinisterly, "It was their mistake that the stupid guards let you in, and now I'm going to correct him." I

saw his palms pushed forward. Several rocks that built the tower exploded one by one, turning into small stones, and then under the action of his magic, these small stones instantly turned into several tons of boulders, and smashed towards Lanteriso, who secretly shouted in his heart that it was not good, and quickly cast a swift step to hide his figure at the fastest speed.

The banshee wailed.

A burst of spiritual attacks from Sylvanas caused Valego's casting to be disturbed for a moment, which also gave Lantreso the opportunity to dodge.

Nelgo sighed helplessly, "I just said that a lord will not die violently when he meets him." Nairgo

puffed out his mouth, took a deep breath, opened his mouth casually, and a huge wind force blew towards the boulder emitted by Valego.

Ice Arrow.

The cannibal magician manipulated by Sylvanas mastered excellent fire and ice magic, and after being possessed by her, Sylvanas could rightfully control his body to use these spells, guided by spells and gestures, continuously fired ice edges quickly shot towards Valegos's throat and heart.

"Use ice against me?" Valego laughed mockingly, "But you can actually control other people's bodies and use magic?" The ability to work. He looked greedily at Sylvanas' ogre body.

If he could learn this magic too, would he be able to take Malgok's bloodline?

Sure enough, his taunt made sense, as an ice melter among the spellbreakers, any ice-type spell would be devoured by the blue runes inscribed on his body when they hit him.

"Then Fireball." Sylvanas knows that the Spellbreaker can only be immune to one, ice immunity, so I'll see how you can face the flames.

In an instant, abundant flames began to appear around her, red flames appeared in her eyes, and her body began to turn red.

Note that this is not a red temperature, but a series of fireballs.

One, two, three, four, five, Sylvanas almost drained the mana in this ogre's body, and in the end he condensed a fireball technique to make up a full six rounds, and then took out a dagger and wiped it on his neck, perfectly interpreting what is called crossing the river and demolishing bridges.

"And this ability?" Valego was even more surprised, looking at Sylvanas in banshee form, he decided to keep him alive until he learned the spell.

But before that, he had to face the fireballs and the rocks he had created.

"Little trick." Valego curled his fingers faster than before the intense hot fireball hit him, then chanted a spell, and shields made of ice protected his huge body.

Sure enough, Sylvanas' fireball technique was blocked by these ice when it shot in front of him, and the boulders that were blown back and smashed towards him were no exception.

But he wasn't just facing Sylvanas.

With Lanteriso's secret attack, the Fire Blade Clan's blade knife was fatal, and even just a scratch could quickly ignite a red fire on his body, making his skin seem to be cooked.

And Nairgo's lightning and wind, for some reason, he felt that the air around him was a little dull, he knew that this was the power of that shaman, he drained the air around him to a certain extent, wanting him to suffocate.

But he didn't know that he was a law breaker, and the trials he had experienced in the Hanging Hammer Fort were much more terrifying than suffocation, and he could last for a full year with this little trick!

Invisibility, huh?

Valego pushed his hands towards the surrounding air, and a purple arcane light dispersed around him with him as the core.

Magic Blast.

Since I can't see you, then I'll attack all around!"

At this moment, Lantreso could not dodge, and the arcane power present in the air began to destroy his skin with a harsh sound.

Mirror image.

At one time, three Lantrizo appeared in unison, each running towards different places in the room, and with the swiftness of a wolf, Lantriso could always leave before the magic hit him.

As a result, in the end, Valrego's magic only hit him once, and even caused far more damage to this room than Lanteriso's.

And what about Sylvanas and Nairgo?

One of them had the speed of the wind, the other moved quickly in the form of a banshee, and the movements of the three people dancing almost on the tip of a knife completely angered Valego.

He didn't want to restrain himself anymore, he was going to summon the blizzard and bury the tower with them.

"Hahaha!" Nairgo let out a hearty laugh.

"He's in a hurry."

Nairgo gave a bad smile, you said what would he look like if he interrupted him when his spell was about to be released?

He passed this sentence to Lanteriso through the wind, but got a wonderful answer.

He said, "There will be no expression, because my sword will cut his face!" Lantreso

said and did so, although he had the Ice Shield Shield, but Nairgo was not just dodging in vain.

It can be seen that he is confident in his spell, and he believes that this magic can protect him and allow him to stand here unscrupulously for nearly two seconds.

But he made a mistake, he didn't overestimate himself, he just underestimated the Ascension.

Summon Lightning!

A bolt of lightning came faster than his blizzard, and a strong electric current swept down the wind and shattered the top of the tower, immediately causing the scalp of this fool-like ogre to start smoking.

His shield dissipated, his clothes were tattered, and the runes inscribed on his body began to glow violently.

But it was useless, he was not a Wind Slayer, and all he could rely on was the condensing blizzard in the sky that could make his enemies hold out faster than him, but it was when his spell was guided to the last moment.

"Wind clippers."

The word that scared him the most was spoken, and his end began to speak for itself.

He died, under the sword of Lantreso, and Valrego's body began to smoke, scorch, and melt in the blade of fire.

"Now we continue to create chaos so that every ogre knows that their commander is dead."

Nelgo went to the window of the tower and recited a spell, and another thundercloud condensed from the sky.

What B moves?

As early as when Valego guided the blizzard, these cannibal magicians had already spotted Nairgo's gang when they focused their attention on the tower.

Nairgo is a very courageous orc, if this world has the life and death book of Yan Wang Ye, then his name must be shining and shining.

"Orcs?" An ogre touched his head and threw a large fireball without thinking.

"Idiot, Lord Valegor is still on it!" An cannibal magician shouted anxiously.

It can be seen that they do not know that their general has actually been beheaded again.

It was like this when he was at war with the Delaneys, it was also at war with Gromash, and now it's Nairgo's turn.

It can be seen that the general of the ogre army is a dangerous profession.

"Ready?" Nairgo made a gesture, and the roar of thunder and lightning was so loud that he could barely hear the sound.

Without thinking, Lantreso asked Nelgo to use air to amplify his sound.

Then he shouted: "Valego has been killed by my Lantreso!" "

敵將は討ち取られました!?

Nairgo was a little surprised, don't say, Lanteriso is really right to shout this, after all, in the case of all orcs are almost nomadic prototypes, Blizzard has a considerable part of East Asian characteristics when designing the Fireblade Clan, the most obvious of which is the Fire Blade Orc's island dress.

Let him shout that the enemy general has been taken, and if you don't consider his orc appearance, then saying that he is "the first soldier of Delano" and "the wolf of Nagran" has no sense of contradiction.

At this time, the stick tied to Valego's head in Lanteriso's hand shook up and down in his hand, and he didn't know if the ogres below could see it.

Valego died?

This byd loves to fight all day long, and it turns out to be such a dish?

But what they didn't know was that although Valego was also a tried and tested warrior of the King of Sorcery in the Hanging Mallet Castle, the opponent he was now facing was different from the one in the Hanging Hammer Castle.

Lantreso, said to be the strongest swordsmanship master in all of Delano, the first sword saint of the fire blade did not carry a little falsehood.

Sylvanas, after capturing the body of a mage, he can be regarded as a cannibal magician, whose name is the kind of elite monster with the golden dragon edge.

Nairgo, the Ascension is even more amazing, and now Nairgo can find a copy in version 4 to sit casually as a guest boss player.

How can he Valegor Hode, even if he is iron, he can't withstand so many fierce people to brush him.

The ogres couldn't believe it, but they didn't have time to think about whether Valego was a waste or not.

The thunderclouds in the sky began to exert their strength, thunder light fell from the sky, thunderbolts continued to fall, and in the rumbling explosion, the entire vicinity of the tower was filled with black smoke.

And Lantreso and Sylvanas are not far behind, Lantreso stealthily blends into the crowd, swift steps, mirror images, burning blades, one sword, one death.

Looking at Sylvanas, as a ranger, her strength is naturally on the bow and arrow, she buckles the feather arrow on the bowstring, and for a moment, one ogre after another covers her chest in pain - they died very uneasy.

"It's good that I took your body." Nelgo glanced at it, without this body, she was afraid that she would have to fight in the form of a banshee.

Wait, that seems to be more efficient?

"Aim for the location of that tower!" The ogre's mage roared loudly, and fireballs and boulders, one by one, were created by them and aimed at the target.

"Jump off!" Nairgo and Sylvanas flew down and jumped under the tower.

Rumble!!!

With a loud bang, the original stone tower turned into ruins, leaving only a piece of rubble and flames.

And what about Valrego's head? Nairgo can only say that although Valego does not even know his name, in his heart Valego is already an "acquaintance".

Nairgo pulled out his big sword, the blade in his hand cut a strong wind, he first found an ogre, he stabbed left and right, so that the surrounding ogres did not dare to approach half a step, but anyone who approached a little light was seriously injured, and the heavy one died immediately.

In an instant, he came to the target he was looking for, this guy was wearing silk, presumably not a mage but also a big man, he kept walking, his face grinned, "This is a fatal blow!" "

..................

"Chief, there is news from the shaman that the enemy camp has traces of magical engagement."

Outside the big tent, Gromash stared anxiously in the direction of the ogre camp, and beside him, countless clan warriors who were ready to go were just like him, looking forward to the upcoming battle.

Their weapons are coated with fire oil in order to ignite the fire oil by the sparks that cannot be avoided in battle, so as to have a surprising effect.

Their shaman holds a war drum, originally a horrific war drum that commemorates the orc's freedom from the oppression of ogres, but now symbolizes the shackles that the orcs are about to bring to the ogres.

With the news of the heralds, Gromash's tightly hung heart fell slightly, he turned over the wolf, quite excited, and did not order those heralds, he took a deep breath and roared: "Order, beat the drum, break the enemy." "

Nairgo went to assassinate the enemy general, but he did not eat dry food, as long as there were traces of battle there, he immediately pressed the army to prevent the enemy from encircling him, if it was a good blow to break the enemy, if it was not successful, it was better than stealing chickens and not losing rice, but letting his own family lose the general.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The war drums of the orcs finally sounded, and under the leadership of Gromash, almost the entire army in the orc camp was dispatched.

Gromash shouted: "Warriors under my command, join me in shouting in their words that Valego has been killed by the orcs." "

Whether he dies or not, everyone shouts together that they have to mumble more or less in their hearts, if they don't die, then let him help him die."

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