Even the demons and undead on the side were affected, and they were frozen to death and frostbite.

The power of a single blow is so terrifying.

Markzal is undoubtedly much stronger than previous hero-level warriors, but it seems easier for Fist to eliminate it.

This is caused by a variety of factors.

But the most important thing is the hat of death.

With this magical artifact, the more he directly raises his strength.

Jump from the peak of heroes to the peak of masters!

Mark Zal's strength is at most the intermediate level of the Sixth Ring Road.

Of course, Fist also has flaws.

After all, he is not a real master and cannot use great magic.

Although the glacier spear is one of the strongest five-ring spells, with infinite power close to the six-ring, and Fist uses several super magic techniques to improve destructive power, there is still a gap with the top-level magic.

However, Markzal misjudged Fist's strength and was not good at defensive spells, so it was common for him to kill him in seconds.

Perhaps the enemies here were all dominated by Mark Zal.

Or even demons and undead will be afraid.

In short, most of the enemies scattered in this battle.

The remaining ones who resisted stubbornly were soon wiped out by Fist and Garona.

At this time, Morros came late.

Looking at the messy scene around him and the corpses of many demons, he looked confused: "What's going on?"

Fister didn't know where to start, and directly stuffed the arcane crystal to him.

"Master...How is that possible?" Morros exclaimed immediately.

The whole story is too long.

He couldn't tell where to know.

So Fist simply asserted in the simplest way: "Maybe the tutor has been controlled, or someone is simply pretending to be him. These demons and undead are sent by him. Morros, you should have discovered something wrong with your tutor day and night, right?"

"This... seems..." Morros' expression changed.

Although it was not stated explicitly, it was obviously said by Fist.

Fist added another fire: "We are going to Stormwind for warning, let's come together, Morros."

Fist respects Moros, a very graceful old man.

Hopefully it has a good ending.

Therefore, this is the saying now.

"There are other people in the tower. I want to tell Cook and the others about everything." Morros shook his head immediately, and then his voice gradually became lowered. "I have lived here with my old master since I was a child. I have never left Karazan in my life. Where can I go..."

Fister was silent, knowing that Morros would probably go to the same ending as the original time and space.

Everyone has their own ambitions, and Fister has no time to talk about it.

Immediately speaking and saying goodbye, and wanted to leave.

At this moment, he was stopped by Morros again: "To avoid the long nights and dreams, you can walk the wooden ladder on the outer ring and head to the top floor! This country... no, the future of this world, please give me yours!"

After saying that, he took a key from the keychain around his waist and handed it to him.

Next, they did not encounter any obstacles and soon rode a griffin and left the tower.

Looking back at the gray-white tower that was gradually moving away, Fist's heart was surging.

I secretly said that the next time I came, it would not be a game of chess, but a decisive battle with the mentor!

The climate in the Twilight Forest is very abnormal.

It is covered with clouds all year round, completely different from the western wilderness at the same latitude.

Of course this is unscientific, but it is very magical. The word "twilight" reminds people of the Twilight Judgment.

There are also many hints about the main mission and Hearthstone.

Prove that this place is related to the ancient god.

In short, the two flew for a short while before they broke through the dark clouds.

"What are these tm?" Then even though Fest was scheming, he couldn't help but curse.

I saw a vast area of ​​orc warriors on the ground below.

The number is at least 100,000.

Then Fister thought about it and realized that they might have hit the gun.

This group of orcs should have participated in the first besiege of Stormwind City, or had a detriment to the battle.

Seeing that these orcs were not in a mess, Fist couldn't help but guess that it was the latter.

However, orcs are different from humans. They seem to not follow the rules and prohibit them, so they dare not assert.

No matter which one it is, it is the main force of the tribe.

When the Fist and the others discovered the orcs, the other party naturally saw them.

At this moment, sharp arrows, shadows and evil flames arrived like rain.

The two of them were instantly shot into the sieve.

Fist saw that the opportunity was not good, and flashed to Garona one step ahead.

And teleport it to the farthest direction.

After teleporting this repeatedly many times, I finally stayed away from the enemy's main formation.

Unfortunately, there are too many enemies.

Fist had previously guided arcane energy, summoned elemental creatures and confronted Mark Zar, and was at the end of his strength.

A body of magic, one ten is not left.

No more power, teleport.

I can only give the two people a slow down technique.

Fortunately, Garona is very anxious and wise.

Now I took off my invisible cloak, revealing my skin color similar to that of the orcs.

Sure enough, no longer-range attacks were caused.

The slow-fall technique has a negative effect: it greatly slows down the falling speed.

Therefore, there have been already tribal infantry below, waiting for the rabbits.

Fist couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I thought this time it was probably in danger.

When the two landed, several orcs holding chains rushed forward.

Garona immediately blocked him behind him like a female leopard protecting food.

And they communicated with the enemy leader.

Because I think it may be useful, I also have the consideration of showing my favorable impression.

Fist learned some orc language from Garona.

Half dreams and half guesses, roughly settle the two of them.

Garona said, "What do you want to do? This is my slave!"

The enemy leader laughed and said, "Just because of a little doodian like you, you still want to fight with us?"

And when Garona heard this, she was also annoyed: "What a big tone, what kind of clan are you?"

Before he finished speaking, he took out a skeleton-shaped badge and hit the other person's face.

Seeing this, the enemy leader suddenly became timid.

Qiqiai Ai said: "Dark...Shadow Council Emblem!"

Fist couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

I thought to myself that Garona was the main guest and played beautifully.

He can be called an old actor. His skills are no less than his.

He is worthy of being a graduate of Karazan Film and Television Academy.

The younger adjutant from the enemy refused to give up and roared: "So what about the people of the Shadow Council? I dare to look down on our 'Bone Chewing Clan'. I want to challenge you with the orc tradition!"

The so-called chewing clan is not one of the seven major clans.

Fister had no impression, obviously he was cannon fodder.

Garona's consumption is far less severe than his.

Nowadays, most of the remaining efforts are still available.

Therefore, even if the two are at the same level of heroes.

The orc adjutant was subdued by her as soon as he met.
Chapter completed!