Spearman's Fate

"Murloc——three-stage sudden attack"

"Go away!!"

There is no doubt that Medivh, whose body was almost controlled by Sargeras at this time, did not pay attention to Lancer, a guy he had never even met. In his opinion, Lancer was just a high-level cannon fodder.

The evil energy condensed into an eggshell-like shield in his hands without even reciting spells and casting spells, and he lifted it into the air,

Needless to say, the horror of evil energy, as an energy that exists entirely for destruction, its most terrifying is its ability to corrode other elements, and the green shield formed by the condensed evil energy has a very strong defensive ability, but— —————

"Lucky Judgment — Medivh A, the special effect is activated!"

"Bang~!!"

Lancer, holding the spear of Deaththorn, fell straight down from the sky, and the spear in his hand directly hit the fel shield held up by Medivh, but that was all. There was no other reaction beyond a burst of ripples, but just when everyone thought it was over—————

"Crack~!"

No one except Lancer thought that there would be a crack in Medivh's fel shield.

Even McGrady was stunned for a moment, and Lothar, who had just been forced back by the opponent before, would naturally not miss such a good opportunity. He slashed fiercely on the crack in front of him with a sword————

"Crack~click~! Bang!!"

The huge fel energy shield was directly crushed, and he himself rushed towards Medivh like a shell.

Lancer was able to smash the shield he made, which was undoubtedly completely beyond his expectations, and Lothar was able to seize that moment of opportunity, which made him unable to help but let out an angry roar.

"Lothar!!"

Facing his friend Lothar with a grim expression, he only felt a burst of sadness.

When he saw Medivh in robes, he realized that the arrogant man in front of him was no longer the man he knew.

That's right, he doesn't even need to communicate as long as he sees the other person's eyes to confirm.

Medivh, him, and King Ryan, the three of them grew up together. It can be said that they understand each other even better than themselves, because often many things can only be seen clearly from the perspective of a bystander.

So what remains after the sadness is full of anger.

"Bastard! I don't care who you are!! Get out of my friend's body!"

The bloody spear fell straight down from above, while the long sword carrying the master's anger abruptly broke through the barrier from the front, and the twisted fel flames on Medivh's body surged violently under the attack of both sides.

"Get out of the way!!"

'not good! '

Without waiting for Lothar to remind Lancer's intuition, he told him to escape.

After the death thorn gun hit the ground, he tried to avoid it, but the terrifying evil energy exploded directly.

Lothar has personally seen the horror of 'fel energy'. This terrifying energy seems to exist for destruction. It is very corrosive, and the entire room is almost destroyed by the opponent's evil energy attack. At this time, almost With zero-distance eruption, he seemed to have foreseen the scene of Lancer being destroyed by evil energy, but an unbelievable scene appeared.

Lancer's right hand exploded instantly, and crystal clear ice crystals instantly filled his surroundings.

This ice crystal is just ordinary solid ice, so it is impossible to block the attack of evil energy, but it is enough to delay Lancer for a while.

"Clap~Clap~Clap~"

The ice was pierced in an instant and completely burned, while Lancer stood beside Lothar with a distressed face.

At this time, there were many gaps in the armor on his body, but at this moment, Lothar suddenly whispered a reminder in Lancer's ear.

"Hold it first, Khadgar is looking for the 'key' to cut off the magic pool, we two hold each other!"

Magic pool?

It was only at this time that Lancer noticed the small green pool behind Medivh, but now it was not so much a magic pool as it was a fel pool.

The original pure magic power has been assimilated under the pollution of evil energy. It can be said that this is the only chance for Lothar and the others to win now.

Medivh has a huge magical power inherited from his mother. It is not unreasonable to say that he is the strongest magician in the world today, and what kind of character Sargeras possessed is needless to say. The once great Pantheon is the most A powerful warrior, the defender of the Pantheon, the highest questioner of the gods, the mentor of the Avenger Aggramar, the founder and first leader of the current Burning Legion.

It can be said that manipulating evil energy is already an instinctive existence of his, but after all, it is not he himself who manipulates this body, but Medivh whose consciousness has been corrupted, which also leads to the mismatch between hardware and software. Medivh's The strength even dropped a lot.

The reason for showing such terrifying power now is also due to the polluted magic pool behind him, and Khadgar proposed to destroy the magic pool first, but it is a pity that Khadgar, who is the opponent's apprentice, still has not found a clue until now .

And at this time new reinforcements also appeared.

A group of griffin knights with spears and long swords also arrived.

"Sir Lothar!!"

As soon as they emerged, they noticed Lothar struggling against the fel with the great royal sword in hand.

They knew Medivh's noble status, but they also knew what their mission was before they came here, so when they found out that Lothar was being attacked, they did not hesitate to pull out the javelin hanging beside the griffin.

"Get ready! Volley!!"

More than a dozen metal heads and enchanted metal throwing guns fell from the sky with killing intent, but—————

"Annoying bugs! Get the hell out of here!!"

"Whoa~!"

The magic pool behind Medivh surged, and then a series of chaotic arrows were fired into the air.

Different from dealing with Lancer just now, after all Lancer is only one person, he can't waste too much evil energy. After all, his most important target now is Lothar in front of him, but when facing more than a dozen Griffon Knights But there was no intention of saving at all, the rain of arrows almost dyed the tops of their heads green.