Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 258: Cunning

It was a magical battle that left all the onlookers stunned.

Although everyone had already sensed the power of this orc warlock, no one knew that their own deputy commander of the Alliance was also no easy task.

For a moment, there was cheering on the Kul Tiras fleet.

Samuro withdrew.

The other side's king was quite difficult to deal with. He couldn't kill the king, and the king couldn't do anything to him. It must be said that the king's fighting style was quite novel. He actually threw out barrels of explosives from their expensive space storage bags like a magic trick and detonated them with a musket.

The violent and large-scale explosion was indeed a big problem for a high-attack and high-speed swordsman like Samuro. Samuro was also injured.

Since he couldn't eat it, Samuro retreated. He had a better target - Duke, who had just killed Rokama Sharptooth with all his strength.

Edmund Duke - the most powerful enemy recognized by the orcs! His original titles of conspirator, wise man, etc. were all removed.

After this battle, Duke has only one label, that is, strong.

Just as there is a famous general above the brave general and the wise general.

Duke is the most worthy human being to be hunted in the eyes of all orcs, like the brightest pearl on the crown.

Samuro threw Daelin aside without looking back and shot an arrow at Duke who was bent over and gasping for breath.

For a moment, Duke thought he might die again.

At this time, Daelin took action.

He slowly swung the scimitar in his right hand.

There was no powerful sword energy, nor the kind of astonishing power that could split the sea in half with one sword. It was just like an ordinary captain wielding a sword and ordering the entire ship to open fire.

For a moment, Duke expected to hear the roar of powerful but ineffective artillery shells.

But it didn't.

Instead, behind Samuro's rapidly moving body, a huge green ghost ship emerged at high speed in the void.

Ghost Ship!?

In this fantasy world, ghosts are not rare. Duke also has a cute ghost pet named Khadgar in Karazhan. But this huge ghost ship, which is composed entirely of strange negative energy that is almost dark energy, has no real entity.

It was like an illusion that was purely for scaring people. It flew out of the void at high speed and hit the back of Samuro, who was also quickly invisible and dodging outwards. It made a loud noise like a balloon exploding, and then disappeared.

It seems to be of no use.

A few seconds later, Duke was shocked to see Samuro plunge into the sea.

This is an orc swordsman hero with an indomitable will!

Could it be possible to steal the kill?

"Mogo... Er..." Duke was just about to call on the Murloc Prophet to make a finishing move when he discovered that Samuro had just fallen into the sea and was rescued by another Orc Swordmaster. Without even looking back, he used Light Footsteps to dash away from Duke.

Damn it! My reputation!

Duke didn't know what the system's prompts about Kul Tiras's revered reputation and Daelin's full favorability were for. Anyway, Duke definitely didn't mind using his power to gain reputation with the Alliance.

Arcane Energy Storm This move is really used with all one's might.

Overloading the already powerful arcane circuit was not a job for humans. The chaotic energy was hot and crazy, and Duke felt a stinging and burning sensation all over his body, unable to even walk.

Unable to pretend any longer, Duke could only wait for Kul Tiras to send someone to rescue him.

Originally Duke thought he could only stand on the ice and wait for 5 minutes, but who knew that a beautiful blonde female high elf would come.

It was also a continuous Flash, landing lightly and gracefully next to Duke.

"Are you... Lady Golden Sword?" Duke recognized her as the female mage who often stayed with Daelin.

Gina nodded slightly to Duke: "Come!"

Duke immediately felt the frost elements around him surge.

"Whoosh whoosh!" In theory, Gina was continuously casting ice cones, but Duke felt like he was riding an air cushion. The ice under his feet was the boat, and the ice cones behind him were the power.

Duke has been around for so long before he realized that at the level of a high-level mage, the Ice Cone spell can be released continuously and can be used as a blower.

Looking at Gina Golden Sword, Duke really wanted to say: This is today's knee, please keep it.

Thanks to the Kul Tiras court mage, Duke was on board Daelin's dilapidated flagship in just three minutes.

Admiral Daelin leaned on his scimitar and smiled at Duke, "I haven't exercised for a long time. Fortunately, my skills have not deteriorated. But that orc swordmaster is quite powerful. If I had aged another five years, I might have died for my country."

Gina glared at Daelin fiercely.

At this time, the roar of artillery fire was heard in the distance, and it was obvious that the ships that had gone to block the orc transport fleet had engaged in battle.

"Let's go over there too. If there's anything, let's talk about it after we finish this damn war." Duke was surprised by Daelin's words. From what Duke heard, it seemed that Daelin was not going to let go of the old friend of the Blood Sail Fleet who had been entangled with him for many years.

Duke gritted his teeth and said, "The Alliance will not let go of any enemy of mankind. Likewise, the Alliance will not mistreat anyone who works for the Alliance."

This is Duke preparing to kill Duke Farrell.

"Alas!" Daelin sighed and patted Duke on the shoulder. "Duke, I'm not such a rigid person. In the face of the crisis of human extinction, what does my personal grudge matter? I just want to say that you don't know Fariville well enough."

Duke suddenly realized: the people who know you best are not your relatives and friends, but your enemies.

This feeling was very strange. Duke couldn't guess what it was, and he didn't have the time to guess.

The frenzy of the Horde has come again.

If we don't want the entire northern continent to be submerged by the green tide, we must first use the regained maritime advantage to weaken the number of orcs on the sea as much as possible.

A considerable number of male Nagas were also arranged below the Palatine Bay to help Duke count the number of orc warships.

The numbers that came back were pretty staggering.

There were more than 25,000 large and small transport ships.

At least half of them were empty ships used as cover, and apart from no more than ten orc laborers, there were no other orcs.

Even so, to operate over ten thousand empty ships, there would be at least a hundred thousand hard workers.

Only a tribe that values ​​human life as cheap as an ant could resort to such an inhumane fighting method.

Just as Duke was boarding Daelin's warship and following the Kul Tiras First Fleet to join the blocking battle, a shocking news came - those transport ships that rushed out of the Palatin Gulf did not all go to Southshore, but were divided into three on the sea.

About 40% went to the west and are expected to land on the Southshore coast.

Forty percent went towards Southshore.

The remaining 20% ​​resolutely plunged into the long strait between the northern and southern continents.

Duke was shocked all over. The thing he was most worried about happened - the orcs divided their forces!