Liam stood inside the Holy Light Shield, looking at the ripples of the shield with disbelief written all over his face.
He asked Valeera in a daze, "Is this the true strength of Alsace..."
Unexpectedly, Valeera shook her head very indifferently, put the dagger back into the scabbard, and found a random place to sit cross-legged, "No, absolutely not."
"Isn't this?!" Lorna was simply going crazy. She thought that the Alsace she saw now was outrageous and unrealistic, but the cold elf lady actually said that this was not all Alsace's power. ?
"Yes, although I don't know how strong His Highness is, I know that this is definitely not his full power."
Valeera said, turning her gaze to Liadrin intentionally or unintentionally. Liadrin also noticed Valeera's intention. She put the kite shield and long sword on her shoulder again, "In the past few months, I have been with Liadrin. During this prince's training and sparring, I was never able to gain the upper hand in battle - even if I used the power of the Holy Light, while he only used sword skills and force."
Liadrin's expression was a little complicated, "I sometimes thought that my opponent was not a human being, but a hero who escaped from the legend."
Turani temporarily stopped injecting energy into the Holy Light Shield. The battle on Alsace's side looked exaggerated, but Turani was not ready to let the aftermath of their battle blow away the shield.
Blocking the wolf just now made Turani really consume some physical strength and energy. She just took this time to rest for a while to avoid any accidents.
...but she also believed in Alsace. Although the white-haired werewolf was indeed very ferocious and might not even be a match for the most powerful defender Turani had ever seen, but Arthas, Turani It was natural to single him out from the ranks of "ordinary people."
If Liadrin and Valeera had seen the side of Alsace shown to the public, then Turani could be regarded as someone who had seen the iceberg hidden by Alsace.
The werewolf named Lelar was indeed very powerful, but Turani didn't think he was more dangerous than Katrana, Onyxia - even after taking the Scythe of the Moon.
Even Velinde quietly put down her blood-stained swords. She once had the idea of going to help, but when she saw the fierce battle situation-or rather, the situation where Lalar was unilaterally ravaged by Alsace. , she suddenly felt like she had no way to intervene.
Maybe entering at this time is really causing trouble.
Velinder thought, she was not a reckless person who showed off her courage, otherwise she would not have been assigned as the sentinel commander in the Ashenvale area.
But she was still amazed and shocked by the power displayed by Alsace. This was different from all the battles she had ever seen. There was no game of skills or the interweaving of magic power, but the most primitive, like those The long-lost demigods of the wilderness also rely solely on physical strength to fight.
Lelar was a druid before and is now the alpha wolf of the werewolves. He may know how to fight, but after adapting to the new form and body, those fighting skills may not be applicable.
Therefore, Lalar's attacks are completely unstructured, but with the wild blessing of the wolf soul, every attack he makes is as sharp and deadly as a wild wolf that has been hunting for many years.
On the other hand, Alsace holds a shield in one hand and a sword in the other. This is a very conservative and common defensive posture, and he is indeed in a defensive state all the time. Only after Lairal's crazy combo ends, a new offensive Only when there is an opening that has not yet been formed, will Lalar be struck with the long sword.
Frostmourne's blade could easily penetrate Lylar's fur, which was already tougher than ordinary mail, leaving a bloody trail on his body.
But most of these wounds were not deep, and compared to Lalar's huge size, they were not fatal at all. However, Alsace was completely unaware and continued to engage in offensive and defensive battles with Lalar.
It looks like nothing special, but it can kill a strong man with just one move.
Alsace's shield was not only for defense. Sometimes he would hit Leral's head, and when he saw the werewolf's tall figure staggering violently, coupled with the crisp sound, Liam felt like his head was shaking. In pain.
"Maybe we can do something else now?" Liam thought as he looked elsewhere, and finally stopped at the Luna Scythe.
"Ms. Velinder, scythe, can we get the scythe back?"
The sound of Liam's words made Velinde immediately withdraw his attention from the fight between Arthas and Lelar, and put it back on the Scythe of the Moon God.
Lalar himself is not that powerful, and a large part of his power now comes from the blessing of Goldrinn's wolf soul in the scythe.
If the scythe can be recaptured, Arthas, who is now evenly matched with Lalar, should be able to easily defeat Lalar, and with the scythe, the remaining werewolves will no longer be a problem.
Although there are still a lot of werewolves around the scythe, under Lailal's order, they dare not act rashly, otherwise they will not stop attacking.
"I will try." Velinder stared at the scythe. The missing moon in the sky always made her feel that something bad was happening. It might not be as simple as Leral's increased strength.
The night elf priest did not hesitate at all. Like a vigorous night saber, she quickly rushed towards the open space where the scythe was. The werewolves noticed Velinde's movements, but due to Lilar's angry order , they now only dare to watch where they are.
Liadrin and Turani immediately summoned the Holy Light and blessed Velinde with the Holy Light. Under the infusion of Holy Light energy, the night elf's speed increased a few minutes.
Valeera, who was sitting cross-legged, rolled her eyes helplessly: Alsace could solve the problem by himself, why should he just sit here and wait? Why do he have to do his own work? Forget it, since it's all done. She rushed out, so help her too.
A very strange feeling enveloped Velinder, and she found that her figure had become blurry, as if she had been covered with protective clothing. When she was running around in the night, even the werewolf was not aware of her whereabouts.
Under several layers of protection, Velinder closed the distance between herself and the scythe almost instantly, but Lelar, who was fighting Alsace, suddenly realized what was going on with his terrifying perception. Something's wrong.
He sneered, and smashed down his giant claws, hitting the shield. Alsace held him firmly, but the deep soil under the prince's feet showed how powerful this blow was.
"Is this your plan? Hold me down and let the priest steal the sickle. It's ridiculous. It seems I overestimated-"
"This was never my intention." Arthas looked as usual, but waved Frostmourne's hand faster, "But this sentence can be returned to you intact - I overestimated you a little. "
Lailal was a little stunned after hearing this, but his body movements were still not slow. But what happened next made Lailal even more shocked.
Arthas did not swing the sword towards Lelar, but threw it out, the blade spinning and drawing a trajectory in the air.
"Are you crazy?!"
"No, you lose."
The heavy hammer condensed by the holy light fell like thunder. Lalar didn't even have time to react before he was pushed to the ground by the giant hammer.
