Chapter 105 Evil Hoof

The expected ping-pong-pong battle did not start immediately.

Garona was holding a strange bone dagger, obviously she was in hesitation. Because in this large room of more than 100 square meters, what she saw was a standard blond-haired human youth, which was very similar to the human nobles she saw in Stormwind Fortress. This confuses her, and even though her instincts tell her something is wrong, her mind takes control of her body and she stops.

The moment Duke saw it, he would rather Garona was reckless to the end.

In his world marked by the system elves, that guy clearly has a big red skull marked on his head, and the race mark is satyr!

"Kill him!" Duke's shout seemed a little late.

The blond nobleman suddenly showed a mocking expression, opened his mouth slightly, and screamed, a puff of red smoke came out of his mouth, followed by his eyes, nostrils and ears. In less than two seconds, the life-like red smoke turned into some kind of corrosive substance, melting the nobleman's facial features like melting wax into a fuzzy human figure.

In front of more than 20 raiders, he transformed, and a foul-smelling evil rune circle surrounded him, rejecting all external attacks.

Duke and the others could only watch helplessly as this guy knelt down powerlessly, curled up on the ground, his outer skin became red and red, and then, like a poisonous snake shedding its skin, the things inside were released from this lifeless, soulless human shell. stripped out.

The red runes covering this guy's body suddenly exploded and shot out in all directions. Duke just had time to release a shield made of arcane energy, and those strange runes arrived.

It wasn't a particularly premeditated attack.

The runes that exploded appeared to be scattered. Regrettably, several elite fighters who could not dodge were still affected. Even if their hands and feet are protected by solid armor, just a little bit of contact will directly burn through the armor, and when touched by the runes, there will be a burning sensation like being splashed by high-temperature molten steel.

Those who accompanied Lothar to enter naturally also had priests. Originally, Lothar was planning to attack, and it didn't matter if he would be discovered. After the soldier hurriedly took off his gauntlet, the middle-aged priest tried to use the power of the holy light to dispel the red rune stained on the soldier's arm, but was shocked to find that his own power was powerless. The highly corrosive runes spread from the wound like a rapidly spreading plague.

Lothar's eyes and pupils shrank slightly, and the sword fell in his hand. With one sword, he gouged out a large piece of flesh from the victim's arm and sent it flying.

The rest of the fighters were treated similarly, and everyone's face changed, which is the most typical demon power.

"Hahaha! Tiny humans! Why did you come here to die!"

The red light faded, and a demon satyr with a huge goat's head appeared. With a burst of arrogant laughter, a typical satyr appeared in front of everyone.

Unexpectedly, the opponent did not attack immediately. Instead, Sartre, with red skin on his upper body, gave Lothar a nondescript aristocratic salute—holding his right chest with his left hand, throwing the cap off his forehead with his right hand, bowing slightly forward and nodding at the same time.

"You must be Anduin Lothar, right? Tristan Evilhoof salutes you." Tristan spoke the standard human lingua franca.

Anduin noticed that this guy actually spoke a very standard Lordaeron noble accent. Anduin's pupils shrank involuntarily.

"Are you waiting for me?"

"Wait? No, no, no, it was just an accident. It seems that your little mage has good strength. In fact, I didn't even feel your arrival before your...orc scouts entered my room. However, since you Come here, then please everyone except Lord Lothar to die."

More than one person noticed Tristan's subtle rhetoric. Obviously, except Lothar, everyone's life is meaningless in the eyes of Sargeras.

"I hate you." Garona didn't have the patience to listen to this satyr's nonsense, and directly attacked.

For the first time, Anduin and Duke witnessed Garona's attack with their own eyes.

A series of cold lights burst out suddenly.

Garona's quick shot made Duke subconsciously think of the word 'bullet screen'. A barrage composed of countless hot weapons firing. The light and shadow left behind, like a light bullet, clearly showed how fast Garona's shot was!

Almost everyone on Lothar's side felt as if they were in a dream. They were all asking themselves whether they could withstand such an attack.

Even Lothar, who had tentatively fought against Garona, had the same look of surprise.

This female orc... is too powerful.

Garona is not short, at 1.80 meters tall she is even taller than many men. Despite her slender frame, she was more muscular than many human warriors.

It's just such a stout woman who has agility and speed that surpass most people's dynamic vision. It really surprised everyone.

It's such an attack, but it can't do all the work with one blow.

On the floor full of runes, long traces of sharp weapons criss-crossed, some of which were more than an inch wide. It was the trace left by Tristan dodging Garona's onslaught.

This demon also has superhuman agility.

However, Tristan Evil Hoof is not someone who can be beaten!

He suddenly let out a low growl, and the room full of bookshelves suddenly felt a little precarious. Many books fell from the bookshelves, and some blue and blue demons who were only a little higher than human knees suddenly rushed out from behind the bookshelves. .

Not only the bookshelves, but also dozens of blood-red portals with vertical pupils opened in the void in the room, and even on the roof. It's just that the other side of the portal is not a good place for birds and flowers, it should be some kind of scary space full of evil.

Countless dwarf demons rushed out from the portal, without saying a word, they directly threw small fireballs at the human warriors in the room.

For flexibility, Lothar's elite soldiers did not choose bulky tower shields. Most of the standard Stormwind kite shields were used, which obviously wasn't enough to protect against fireballs coming from all directions.

Warrior Diga, a 28-year-old veteran, joined the army at the age of 16. I have beaten murlocs, killed wolf men, fought wild beasts, and carried orcs. As a fighter in the most prime time, his experience can be said to be rich. But when he faced the unknown mysterious attack, he was momentarily stunned.

The fireball hit his face, the kind of light that hit at high speed and expanded rapidly in his field of vision made him ready to close his eyes and wait for death, but at this moment, a bright blue light suddenly flashed behind him.