Millhouse Manastorm
Chapter 83:Millhouse Manastorm
Lancelot is desperate!
At first, he saw Gao being captured by the charmer, and he still held a glimmer of hope, because Gao was a person who was cared for by the gods of Azeroth, and would surprise him every time;
But when he saw the tupling sorcerer holding a summoning ceremony, he was no longer hopeful.
For he saw the stone that built the "Devil's Gate."
He knew the thing, the "door of the abyss", containing the demon lords, and even the demonic power of the demon portal, able to fight against the transmission of the atonement island to block the boundary, the demon from the abyss of the demon world to the world.
So many sacrifices, so many spell-speech materials, what the phesive magicians are going to call, you can imagine:
The last guard?The Roaring?Hellfire in the abyss?
Or a stronger abyss lord?Fear of the Demon King?
If it is the former, Lancelot is confident:
At the top of the state of their own, with that luxurious to explosive magic equipment, a pick five is no problem.
If it is the latter...
Lancelot gritted his teeth, almost to break his teeth!
Fear of the Demon King?The Abyss Lord?
Even in the abyss of the magic world, it is also at the commander's level, and every one of them is famous, and the worst can be compared with the teacher, and the slightly stronger is passed on!
He was desperate until he saw the light.
It was the light of the master's card, and the light of hope in his heart.
Two lights, killing all the enemies around, only two demon guards who have been fighting with themselves, several blood moon guards and devils who have been chasing female virtues and elves archers, survived.
Lancelot is ecstatic!
He knew that the gods of Azeroth were once again in favor of the high, and he created the sign again.
So when he saw the “Light of Azeroth” from the master, the heart mentioned the eyes of his voice.
Gao and he simply mentioned that the more abundant the sacrifice, the better the gift of the gods of Azeroth, which is exactly the same as the sacrificial rules of other gods.
Although the "Light of Azeroth" only shrouded the phesos, and did not include the others, but enough was enough!
The purchasing sorcerer, the +1, +2 magic equipment, and the +3 level, itself is a high-level sorcerer/high-level mage double occupation, do not know how strong the evil mage, the high-level Druid "Ansem" is also too strong.
The total value is almost as good as the previous Lori Master.
What kind of gift will such a sacrifice be?
Lancelot, while looking forward, counterattacked and stepped up the attack.
He saw that the elves archers were also trying to contain the blood moon guards and the little ghosts with super-quiteness, and the female deed also began to cast spells.
Then there were the two newly appeared Diffea thieves, who had been very cautious, walking outside, had not been killed, and now they had begun to run, to help the female and the elf archers.
The "mad alchemist" who has just been summoned is also a mage apprentice level, and he has also been sent to cast a spell against those children.
Now, Lancelot’s purpose has changed!
He was no longer trying to save his life, no longer to find a way to save the high, but to find a way to hold down these unfinished enemies, and then wait until the high sacrifice was completed, the reinforcements appeared, and the guys were exhausted.
Not one left!
. . .
The body and body of the tiriers disappeared with the light, and two cards fell into their hands.
Two cards for a sacrifice?
It would have been hard to get.
What is more rare is that one of its cards is just a yellow light, which is a 1-star basic card "corrosion", and the effect of the magician's professional magic card is "choose a target and eliminate the target after one day."
The effect is very special, used for the yin is very good.
The second card is really a surprise, emitting an orange light, turned out to be a legend card!
"The Mirhous Farah Storm (2 Star Legend Card)"
“Index of attack: 4”
"Defense Index: 4"
"Special effects: None"
“From the old taunts, more amused...”
...
A very powerful legend.
2 star entourage, body 4/4, serious supermodel.
This card has special effects in the game, "Warring: the magic value of the next turn of enemy method is (0) point", very pit, very pit, known as "Milhouse teasing storm".
Except for a very small number of card combinations, the basic entourage is equal to pit yourself.
But now, without the special effects, it is equivalent to strengthening (in fact, the author does not know how to change, brain cells and dans danscratsis died a lot of do not think out appropriate).
What kind of surprise will this card bring to you?
High full of expectations, summoned the second legend of the entourage.
A muscular male dingy half a height of Lancelot, accompanied by a dazzling orange light, appeared in front of him.
White haired white bearded white beard, a wrinkled face.
This is a very old-looking purgator, without any equipment, empty hands, wearing a robe without any attributes-
The pheasant and all his magic gear, in order to summon Milhouse, no extra sacrifices to get the magic items, which also shows the strength of Milhouse.
His eyes were cunning and his face was funny.
Smiling, with anticipation, waiting for him to come over and see himself—
Every entourage does this, even Sir Finlay M. Ferguson is no exception.
With the subordinates to see the big boss, will stop everything to say hello, attitude respectful.
Seriously, that feeling is really good.
However ...
Damn, the teleportation failed again!This damned place, the mighty Milhouse never comes again!”
The purpist was chagrined, scolded, and cursed for half a minute, before finally figuring out the situation in front of him, and the two hands hurriedly raised to cast spells, but then began to scream with his head: "Uh, where is this the hell?"Who are you?Where is my equipment? ah, my head hurts.I was wrong, I know wrong!”
The high-faced smile froze.
There was a hint in his mind:
Milhouse Mana was punished once for trying to resist the "Highest Law of Azeroth".
If there is a second time, kill...
"What?The light of Azeroth?The owner?Well, did the mighty Milhouse have a master?Well, I'm so bad!Well, think to the good: poor Milhouse, there is a backer, and someone will keep me out of the wind and rain!"
Milhouse was startled by the sudden warning in his head, and his head was finally in no pain, sobering, reluctantly moving to the top of the high, whispering: "The mighty Milhouse Mana storm, see Master!"
A headache and some regrets:
Why not take all the equipment of the tupling magicians and sacrifice them?
Call a ging on a purging shaper, also Milhouse, all right?
Well, it's hard to say, either.
From the ancient dingy how much fun, who knows if the dingy shapeshifter is not a teasing...
Looking at Milhouse's performance, the exaggerated expression and annoying commotion, he shook his head helplessly: "No wonder the whole planet Azeroth, no one likes you, Milhouse."You really... amused.
"What?Am I amused?”
When Milhouse heard this, like a cat who had been stepped on his tail, he hoisted his knees high: “Nonsense!This is defamatory!**Naked slander!Who said that?I want to turn it into a sheep!Then turn into a turtle!Be the frog again!Then turn again!Eight hundred times more!”
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