Compared to Sylvanas's delicateness, Wenleza's technique seems more immature and simple and crude.
The arrows flew out and kept concentrating the wings of the abyss lord Matheridon, each arrow with a bloody attribute.
Even high-level demons like the Abyss Lord were beaten and screamed, and the dark green and smelly blood was constantly flowing along the wound.
Bleeding is a very conventional method of physical damage, it is a percentage of damage.
If the wound is not treated and treated, it will easily lead to worsening, and then it will cause large-scale bleeding.
The bleeding in reality, even the demon, will become weak and even die.
If you can survive, your combat effectiveness will decrease significantly, which will eventually lead to death.
So, if you want to be more rude than Sylvanas's frozen, Wenleza's methods are indeed a bit rough.
It is also very consistent with her personality. It is simple and direct, and will not drag on the mud, nor will it be scheming.
If you can solve the problem with one punch, why do you still talk to the other party about the big reason?
Just punch and save time, having a meal and a shot, is much better than the beep.
Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
Continuous arrows hit Matheridon, and every time he was about to jump to avoid it, the arrow hit his wings.
He could not resist even with pulling and pulling, and he could not resist at all. He was completely like a doll, being constantly restrained and pulled, and finally constantly expanding the area of the wound!
prey!It's really boring!Wenleza looked up and looked at the twisted source in the air. It was a black cloud that was twisted and torn apart, and then a huge burning stone fell from above.
She knew that it was a skill to summon Hellfire. When she was in Azeroth, she had communicated with her husband's concubine Narrajasi many times. The other party was a dual agent of the Shadow Realm and the Burning Legion, and she understood a lot of knowledge and skills of both parties.
The summoning Hellfire in front of him is undoubtedly one of them.
He bent his bow and arrow, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his snow-white brows raised. After locking in the core of Hellfire, his white jade fingers were loosened, and the bow string returned. The rebounding power reached its maximum with the blessing of the exquisite artifact bow.
The colorful arrows flew out. These colorful arrows are not only beautiful but also attract attention.
When Matheridon's eyes were attracted by the colorful arrows of rootless color, its failed ending was doomed.
The colorful colors include white and black, and the most fatal ones are white and black. The double fatal ones add up to the rhythm of ruin.
The black poison has strong corrosion and can corrode metal, making the body even more difficult.
The white one is a kind of mental attack, an attack similar to the whistle of the mind, invisibly affecting the mind of the attacked person, causing them to have illusions and misleading.
Go into your own trap stupidly and go to death.
Ah!Ah!!AhAhAh!Matheridon kept screaming, as if he had suffered some crazy torture, screaming constantly.
The weapons were scattered in the spot, and the huge double-headed three-pronged blade was waving. Whether it was the demon of the Burning Legion, the unfallen beast soldiers, or even members of the Delaney Garrison, they died in the past and could not stop the already crazy Matheridon.
After doing all this, Wen Leisa just watched quietly, watching the other person's madness, as if watching a mentally retarded performing.
This madness is the madness, confusion, and fear of darkness after blindness.
Unfortunately, no one knows why, but darkness itself is a kind of fear.
Because I can’t see it, I feel darkness, boundlessness, no hope, and the hope is very slim!
It is because there is no hope that I feel fear.
And now this is what Matheridon is. In the endless darkness, unless he is resurrected after death, the scars that are blinded by arrows cannot be recovered.
It is precisely because of this that I feel fear.
Strength is always the basis of dialogue, and realm is just a level. Only when you reach this level can you be qualified to learn more.
But it is not invincible. The demigod may be poisoned by a small person, and may be killed by the other party.
Without absolute strength to suppress, skills are more important elements.
The current situation is that skills are inferior to those of others and are far surpassed.Even a demon lord who has experienced many battles is still facing a ranger who has experienced many battles, and he ends up being beaten.
Sylvanas used a special container to put away the frozen Kazak, and the other party would become a very good battery.
The heart that a high-level demon can extract is beyond imagination, and the pain that this special demon can endure is unimaginable.
Now you can catch it. As long as the other party is not allowed to commit suicide, the mission will be completed.
Half an hour later, Matheridon was still waving his weapon wildly, knowing that he couldn't stop because a glance was locking it.
As long as you stop, what awaits him is a piercing arrow!
Death is not scary, and demons are not afraid of death, because they can be resurrected.
But what is annoyed is how I failed and how I was killed?
If no intelligence can be obtained, then this death will undoubtedly be a failure!
Besides, the task has not been completed, not to mention how to explain to commander Manolos, even Archmond may kill him directly!
The result was fleeting. After Matheridon paused slightly, it was exhausted by blood and was still seized by Wenleza in an instant.
A stream of light flashed, using the characteristics of lightning to explode the bleeding on his body, achieving instant benefits.
The price is that it enters a dying state, is given by Wenleza, and then is put into the furnace without any extra waste of time.
After regaining the two high-level generals of the Burning Legion, the two sisters Sylvanas returned to the ogre spire, teleported back to the fortress through the spire, and handed over the two Burning Legion's demons to their husbands.
Seeing the disappearance of the two beautiful elf female rangers, the members of the garrison were a little lost.
The charm of the elves can still transcend races. This is the spouse of the God of War, but no one dares to have bad thoughts.
The arrows flew out and kept concentrating the wings of the abyss lord Matheridon, each arrow with a bloody attribute.
Even high-level demons like the Abyss Lord were beaten and screamed, and the dark green and smelly blood was constantly flowing along the wound.
Bleeding is a very conventional method of physical damage, it is a percentage of damage.
If the wound is not treated and treated, it will easily lead to worsening, and then it will cause large-scale bleeding.
The bleeding in reality, even the demon, will become weak and even die.
If you can survive, your combat effectiveness will decrease significantly, which will eventually lead to death.
So, if you want to be more rude than Sylvanas's frozen, Wenleza's methods are indeed a bit rough.
It is also very consistent with her personality. It is simple and direct, and will not drag on the mud, nor will it be scheming.
If you can solve the problem with one punch, why do you still talk to the other party about the big reason?
Just punch and save time, having a meal and a shot, is much better than the beep.
Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
Continuous arrows hit Matheridon, and every time he was about to jump to avoid it, the arrow hit his wings.
He could not resist even with pulling and pulling, and he could not resist at all. He was completely like a doll, being constantly restrained and pulled, and finally constantly expanding the area of the wound!
prey!It's really boring!Wenleza looked up and looked at the twisted source in the air. It was a black cloud that was twisted and torn apart, and then a huge burning stone fell from above.
She knew that it was a skill to summon Hellfire. When she was in Azeroth, she had communicated with her husband's concubine Narrajasi many times. The other party was a dual agent of the Shadow Realm and the Burning Legion, and she understood a lot of knowledge and skills of both parties.
The summoning Hellfire in front of him is undoubtedly one of them.
He bent his bow and arrow, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his snow-white brows raised. After locking in the core of Hellfire, his white jade fingers were loosened, and the bow string returned. The rebounding power reached its maximum with the blessing of the exquisite artifact bow.
The colorful arrows flew out. These colorful arrows are not only beautiful but also attract attention.
When Matheridon's eyes were attracted by the colorful arrows of rootless color, its failed ending was doomed.
The colorful colors include white and black, and the most fatal ones are white and black. The double fatal ones add up to the rhythm of ruin.
The black poison has strong corrosion and can corrode metal, making the body even more difficult.
The white one is a kind of mental attack, an attack similar to the whistle of the mind, invisibly affecting the mind of the attacked person, causing them to have illusions and misleading.
Go into your own trap stupidly and go to death.
Ah!Ah!!AhAhAh!Matheridon kept screaming, as if he had suffered some crazy torture, screaming constantly.
The weapons were scattered in the spot, and the huge double-headed three-pronged blade was waving. Whether it was the demon of the Burning Legion, the unfallen beast soldiers, or even members of the Delaney Garrison, they died in the past and could not stop the already crazy Matheridon.
After doing all this, Wen Leisa just watched quietly, watching the other person's madness, as if watching a mentally retarded performing.
This madness is the madness, confusion, and fear of darkness after blindness.
Unfortunately, no one knows why, but darkness itself is a kind of fear.
Because I can’t see it, I feel darkness, boundlessness, no hope, and the hope is very slim!
It is because there is no hope that I feel fear.
And now this is what Matheridon is. In the endless darkness, unless he is resurrected after death, the scars that are blinded by arrows cannot be recovered.
It is precisely because of this that I feel fear.
Strength is always the basis of dialogue, and realm is just a level. Only when you reach this level can you be qualified to learn more.
But it is not invincible. The demigod may be poisoned by a small person, and may be killed by the other party.
Without absolute strength to suppress, skills are more important elements.
The current situation is that skills are inferior to those of others and are far surpassed.Even a demon lord who has experienced many battles is still facing a ranger who has experienced many battles, and he ends up being beaten.
Sylvanas used a special container to put away the frozen Kazak, and the other party would become a very good battery.
The heart that a high-level demon can extract is beyond imagination, and the pain that this special demon can endure is unimaginable.
Now you can catch it. As long as the other party is not allowed to commit suicide, the mission will be completed.
Half an hour later, Matheridon was still waving his weapon wildly, knowing that he couldn't stop because a glance was locking it.
As long as you stop, what awaits him is a piercing arrow!
Death is not scary, and demons are not afraid of death, because they can be resurrected.
But what is annoyed is how I failed and how I was killed?
If no intelligence can be obtained, then this death will undoubtedly be a failure!
Besides, the task has not been completed, not to mention how to explain to commander Manolos, even Archmond may kill him directly!
The result was fleeting. After Matheridon paused slightly, it was exhausted by blood and was still seized by Wenleza in an instant.
A stream of light flashed, using the characteristics of lightning to explode the bleeding on his body, achieving instant benefits.
The price is that it enters a dying state, is given by Wenleza, and then is put into the furnace without any extra waste of time.
After regaining the two high-level generals of the Burning Legion, the two sisters Sylvanas returned to the ogre spire, teleported back to the fortress through the spire, and handed over the two Burning Legion's demons to their husbands.
Seeing the disappearance of the two beautiful elf female rangers, the members of the garrison were a little lost.
The charm of the elves can still transcend races. This is the spouse of the God of War, but no one dares to have bad thoughts.
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