Chapter 119 Women First

The sky is gloomy, with the outline of the Mage Tower, the outer tower and the auxiliary building beside it, but this sky is not the sky that can be seen outside Karazhan.

The distortion of time and space makes people see only a gray chaos when looking out from the huge roof square. Evil energy boils in the void like a boiling soup.

Strictly speaking, Prince Malchezaar shouldn't be here. The prince Malchezaar who appeared here gave Duke a feeling of 'that guy is the time traveler'.

Duke frowned as he looked at the huge demon, which was as tall as three people.

This big guy who was supposed to be the final boss of later generations looked more like a watchdog who responded to Sargeras' call. Proclaiming the demon's ownership of this place to every intruder who successfully arrives here means that the power of the demon king will come to everyone present and punish those who have caused his master's displeasure.

In fact, Prince Malchezaar did the same.

He frowned almost the moment he caught sight of Duke, Lothar and his party.

The dark cyan demon with three mysterious tentacles on his chin let out a rumbling voice: "Small human beings! I don't know how you got here. But since you can come here, it proves that I am in front of you!" Either the scum of the arrangement has been defeated, or you've tricked the defenses so I don't get news of the invasion at all."

Lothar didn't speak, he still held the shield in his left hand, and played a sword flower with his right hand, and then he winked at Duke.

here you go!

He didn't say the words, but that's what he meant.

Prince Malchezaar took a big step forward proudly, his huge hooves stepped on the bluestone bricks, making a "sizzling" sound due to the inexplicable high temperature.

"I don't know how you did it, but it doesn't matter, what matters is that you will all die here, and your souls will become my property. Surrender to me, mortals! Otherwise your souls will suffer Ten thousand years of torture!" The prince's huge roar echoed throughout the rooftop, and the strange space around gave Prince Malchezaar's voice a thrilling vibrato.

The elite soldiers under Lothar suddenly trembled. They have never lacked courage, but some enemies cannot be dealt with by courage alone.

However……

"You dog who only knows how to fart, if it were your boss Sargeras, what you said might scare people, you? It's not far away!" Duke replied.

"I hate this guy, can I kill him?" Garona gave a visibly restless feeling.

Lothar: "Okay, ladies first..."

"..." Duke rolled his eyes.

"..." A group of elite soldiers said that they were temporarily deaf.

Duke hesitated for a moment. He really didn't realize that Lothar was not a good bird, and he actually let Garona lead the battle.

Well, Duke would do the same. With high agility and speed, Garona is very suitable to test the enemy's situation.

Well, Duke isn't a good bird either.

Garona is on.

The combat power of this female half-orc is absolutely first-class. Sure enough, none of these guys who have entered the hero field and made a big fortune in the "history" of Azeroth are parallel importers.

For some reason, Duke always felt that Garona's strength seemed to have improved to another level.

Her figure was so fast, it felt like Garona was all around Prince Malchezaar. If it is purely [Sprint] and [Cutting] of thieves, it will definitely not have such a cool effect.

This is clearly some kind of unique skill of Garona.

Garona's bone dagger is not a magical weapon, but I don't know if it is infused with some mysterious power or something. The attack power of the dagger has obviously improved significantly.

Shocking deep scars for humans kept bursting out on the prince's body. After almost every dodge, there would be several terrifying scars five centimeters deep and more than half a meter long on the prince's exposed skin.

However, for a demon with extremely strong vitality, this is at best a skin trauma.

"You green-skinned sow! Do you dare to confront me head-on!?" Prince Malchezaar was furious.

The next moment, he found painfully that one of the tentacles on his chin, which looked like a little dick, was almost chopped off by Garona!

"Ah—how dare you treat me like this!?"

Prince Malchezaar was finally annoyed by Garona's high-speed siege, which was more disgusting than the flurry of flies, and he no longer cared about pretending to be aggressive, and directly exerted force. Accompanied by his angry roar, four stone giants wrapped in green flames descended from the sky, defending the prince from front to back, left to right.

【Hellfire】!

No, to be precise, this is not [Hellfire] in the true sense. Because the real hellfire has a certain intelligence, it will walk like a person, and attack the target by itself. And Prince Malchezaar's [Hellfire] is a pillar of flames in the shape of a human.

Of course, the effect is significant.

The incomparably turbulent power of flames immediately pushed in all directions, and for a while the entire rooftop square centered on the prince, unexpectedly there appeared four flame shock waves that spread continuously, erupting from the inside to the outside.

These flame shock waves pose a threat to almost everyone on Lothar's side.

First of all, Garona couldn't bear the impact of the continuous wave of flames, so she dodged and backflipped backwards.

The second is Lothar. Obviously, Lothar is a magic item with some kind of protection against elements. I don't know if it is going to be used to deal with Medivh. Anyway, when the flame shock wave reaches Lothar, the power of the flame element will dissipate automatically, turning into a gale that is slightly stronger than the strong wind, and it has no real impact except that it can blow Lothar's long hair that can sell shampoo advertisements .

It was Duke again, a vague ice shield appeared on Duke's body, resisting the oncoming heat.

But for ordinary Stormwind elite soldiers, the areas affected by these four shock waves became their insurmountable death zone.

This is not a power that mortals can match at will. The elite soldiers who have just dispersed to prepare for battle, the elite soldier closest to the prince will be unlucky first. Ordinary shields may be able to defend against arrows and swords, but absolutely cannot resist flames.

The guy who bore the brunt was not only blown away by the surging flame shock wave, but also dragged away another elite soldier who was trying to hold him back. There are big and small flames.

The sound of exclamation is endless!

"Back off! Extinguish the fire!" Lothar's complexion was not good, which not only means that this battle can only be fought by the three of them, but also probably means that in the subsequent battle with Medivh, these soldiers will also Not useful.

The opponent's strength has been completely beyond imagination.