The Fate of the Gunman

"Murloc——Three Duan Tu"

"Go away!!"

There is no doubt that Medivh, who was almost controlled by Sargeras at this time, did not put Lancer in his eyes, a guy who had never seen him. In his opinion, Lancer was nothing more than a high-level cannon fodder.

He didn’t even need to chant spells and cast magic energy to condense into an eggshell-like shield in his hands and lifted into the air.

Needless to say, the horror of fel energy, as an energy that exists solely for destruction, is its ability to corrode other elements, and the green shield formed by fel energy has strong defensive capabilities, but— —————

"Lucky decision--- Medivh A, special effects are activated!"

"Bang~!!!"

Lancer, holding the Deaththorn Spear, fell straight from the sky, and the long spear in his hand directly hit the Fel Shield supported by Medivh, but that was only the case, and the Fel Shield of the stage swung up. There was no other reaction besides the ripples, but just when everyone thought it was over——————

"Crack~!"

No one except Lancer thought that Medivh had propped up the fel shield and there was a crack.

Even if it was McGrady's text, Lothar, who had just been pushed back by the opponent, would naturally not miss such a good opportunity. He severely slashed the crack in front of him with a sword.

"Crack~crack~! Bang!!"

The huge fel shield was directly smashed, and he himself rushed towards Medivh like a cannonball.

Lancer was able to smash the shield he had made, which was undoubtedly completely beyond his expectation, and Lothar's ability to seize that momentary opportunity made him utter an angry roar.

"Losha!!"

Facing his friend Lothar with a hideous expression, he only felt a moment of sadness.

When he saw Medivh in the robe, he had realized that the man with a proud face was no longer the man he knew.

Yes, 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 the observer.

So what remains after the sadness is full of anger.

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

The blood-colored spear fell straight from above, while the sword carrying the master's anger broke through the barrier abruptly from right in front, and the twisted fel flames on Medivh's body rose sharply under the attack of both sides.

"Dodge!!"

'not good!'

Didn't wait for Lothar to remind Lancer's instinct to tell him that he must avoid.

After the Deaththorn's Spear hit the ground, he slammed and tried to avoid it, but the terrifying evil energy exploded directly.

Lothar had seen the terrible'feel energy' with his own eyes. This terrifying energy seemed to be born for destruction and had a strong corrosive nature. The entire room was almost destroyed by the opponent's evil energy attack. With a zero-distance eruption, he seemed to have foreseen the scene of Lancer being destroyed by fel energy, but an unbelievable scene appeared.

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

This ice crystal was just ordinary solid ice, and it was naturally impossible to block the attack of the fel energy, but it was enough to delay Lancer for some time.

"Slap~slap~slap~"

The ice block was instantly penetrated and then burned completely, and Lancer stood beside Lothar with a distressed face.

At this time, there were already many gaps in the armor on his body, but at this moment Lothar suddenly reminded him in a low voice in Lancer's ear.

"Hold it first. Khadgar is going to find the'key' to cut off the magic pool. We two hold each other!"

Magic pool?

At this time Lancer noticed the small green glowing pool behind Medivh, but now it is more of a fel pool than a pool of magic power.

The original pure magic power has been assimilated under the pollution of fel energy. It can be said that this is now Lothar's only chance to win.

Medivh possesses the enormous magic power inherited from his mother. It is not unreasonable to say that he is the strongest magician in the world today, and the possessed body of Sargeras is no need to repeat. The once great Pantheon is the most A mighty warrior, the defender of the Pantheon, the most queer of the gods, the mentor of the Avenger Aggramar, and the founder and first leader of the Burning Legion.

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

The reason for showing such terrifying power now also has the effect of the contaminated magic pool behind him, and Khadgar proposed to destroy the magic pool first, but unfortunately, as the opponent’s apprentice, Khadgar still has not found a clue until now. .

At this time, new reinforcements also appeared.

A group of Griffin riders with guns and swords at their waists also arrived.

"Sir Lothar!!"

As soon as they appeared, they noticed Lothar who was holding the great royal sword struggling to resist the evil energy.

They were naturally aware of Medivh's dignity, but they also knew what their mission was before coming here, so when they found Lothar was attacked, they did not hesitate to pull out the spear hanging beside the Griffin.

"Ready! Volley!!!"

More than a dozen metal heads and enchanted metal spears fell from the air with killing intent, but——————

"Annoying bugs! Get out of me!!!"

"Wow~!"

The magic pool behind Medivh surged, and then chaos arrows shot into the air.

It’s different from just dealing with Lancer. After all, Lancer is only one person and he cannot waste too much fel energy. After all, his most critical goal is Lothar in front of him, but at this time he faced more than a dozen Griffin Riders. But without the slightest meaning of saving, the rain of arrows almost dyed the tops of their heads green.

Suddenly countless feathers fell from the sky...

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ps: I took a look...I still owe 15 chapters...

Chapter 11 Blizzard's Son

Khadgar, who was chased by the giant golem, looked very embarrassed, but even so he didn't forget to observe the battle on the other side. After all, if Lothar could not stop Medivh, then he naturally had no chance to find the core of control.

Originally, Lancer was relieved when he came. After all, one more person would give him more combat power, but the subsequent situation made him finally let go of his throat and mentioned the other knights riding the griffon. Being shot down from the air by a group of chaotic arrows sent by Medivh just made his heart cold.

Watching the feathers falling in the air and the Griffin Riders Khadgar, who didn’t know their life or death, finally realized one thing---though weakened for various reasons, even if they used unfamiliar fels. , But Medivh, who is the strongest magician in the mainland, is still not enough for ordinary people to challenge.

Lancer, who is good at dodge, is the main attacker. Holding the gun of Deaththorn, he keeps walking around Medivh. The entire ground is broken by terrifying evil energy, but he can use this complex terrain for a short time. The figure covers up, and Lothar, the standard fighter on the other side, has to fight more steadily.

Holding a shield, he defended Medivh’s attack and then used the shield to block the Royal Sword in his hand for several surprise attacks. Although none of them succeeded, it did cause him some trouble.

But even this battlefield situation is still not optimistic.