The only thing that can fight a monster is another monster.
Carlos's attack was fruitless, and he keenly realized that the wings of the Dread Lord were not just decorations.
The knife that was supposed to disembowel Lonely cut and split Loneliness, and there was an intimate contact with the ground with sparks and lightning.
Don't let your old combat experience lead you into the ditch. Your opponent is not a human, but a demon, a demon among demons, a Dreadlord, a die-hard among Dreadlords, Varimathras who was born in the wrong body.
It shouldn't be a Dreadlord, it should be an Abyss Lord.
Looking at the sarcastic smile on Varimathras's lips, Carlos knew that this guy didn't take him seriously at all. Perhaps in front of these Burning Legion bosses, except for demigods and night elves, other creatures are no different from pigs and dogs.
Varimathras didn't even think about coercion. It just wanted to take over my body, control my mind, and disrupt the entire world.
This big bat has absolute confidence in its own power.
Where the hell do you get your confidence from!
Carlos figured out the entire plot flow from Varimathras' smile, and then angered himself.
Is it great to have wings? I can also do three-dimensional mobile combat!
The Wings of Holy Light opened again. Carlos was so angry that he no longer bothered to hide his true strength. Varimathras suddenly accelerated and was caught off guard. Carlos kicked him in the chest and flew backwards.
The Dread Lord's bat wings kept flapping, but he still couldn't balance his body. He didn't stop until his back was mounted on the rock wall.
But such an impact was not even enough to cause Varimathras skin trauma. In less than a second, the dizziness faded away. Varimathras instinctively closed his hands to protect his chest, relying on his excellent combat awareness to block the card. Lose's evil-breaking slash struck from the air.
Even with the armband blocking it, the sharp holy light still stung the Dread Lord's body.
Ah~~~~~~~~hiss~~~~a touch of chicken~~~~~
Varimathras also ignited the desire to fight, with a strange light shining in his eyes, and his mental control firepower was fully activated. At the same time, the fear aura aura was the most powerful, and he was ready to suppress Carlos with all his strength.
But Carlos is not an ordinary native of Azeroth. He is on guard against the skills that the Dread Lord may have. Just when Varimathras is about to mind-control himself, 24K Saint The optical krypton gold dog eyes began to flash at high frequency at the same time.
"Ah, my eyes!"
Varimathras was caught off guard and briefly blinded.
Seizing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Carlos finally had time to fully charge up his power. The sword trailing behind him erupted in a mournful wail. The sword forged from light cast iron could not withstand the excessive amount of holy light, and cracks appeared.
By some strange combination of circumstances, Carlos finally understood why Li had to shout out the name of the move when he used it.
Because he is handsome!
"Starburst~~~Abandon Healing Slash!"
As the big arm drives the forearm, and the wrist controls the hilt of the sword, the blade fragments break into thousands of pieces and hit Varimathras embedded in the wall like a meteor shower.
The mutual annihilation of holy light and evil energy brought huge harm and pain to the Dread Lord. Another Dread Lord would have knelt down. But what a demon Varimathras is, a fierce man whose fighting power and shaking skills are off the charts. He said that in the Holy Light, this little pain is nothing.
While Carlos was recovering, Varimathras screamed, and the ultrasonic wave hurt Carlos's sense of balance. Carlos, who was kneeling on one knee, watched helplessly as the Dreadlord drew strength from the pile of corpses to heal his wounds, but Nothing can be done.
I'm so careless. Why did I forget the ultrasonic technique when fighting bats?
"Human, you are very strong. Join the legion. The wider world is waiting for you to conquer. Don't delay your progress by raising a mortal body. Don't let the pedantic holy light obscure your eyes. Embrace the night, you will It’s so ridiculous and sad to find the light.”
Varimathras finished recovering his health and began a long speech, hoping to charm Carlos with his words.
"This generation of Dread Lords can't do it."
"What?"
Varimathras clearly heard what Carlos was saying, but didn't understand what it meant.
"The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to look for light."
Carlos kept talking, trying to calm down the nerve attack caused by Varimathras's ultrasonic scream.
"A very beautiful poem. You are not only a powerful warrior, but also an excellent poet."
Varimathras praised sincerely, and flapped his wings to get closer to Carlos who was kneeling on the ground.
"There's another thing you may not have heard."
Carlos tilted his head and made a sad expression.
"Oh, I'd love to hear the details."
"Only death can teach you the true meaning of life."
"Very..."
Before Varimathras had time to finish, three explosive fireballs broke through the wall and smeared on its back and wings. The Dread Lord stumbled and fell into the pile of corpses.
"Oops, fear barrier..."
Varimathras suddenly understood why Carlos's mighty blow just now was louder than the thunder.
That human didn't want to kill him at all, he wanted to break the fear barrier he had carefully arranged.
Apparently, he succeeded and help arrived.
Although Varimathras is an anomaly among the Dread Lords, he always knows the skills that a Dread Lord should know.
There was a squeaking sound from the bottom of the pile of corpses. A blood-red hellfire stretched out its palm and clung to the edge of the pit wall, trying to climb up. Varimathras took advantage of this chaos and disappeared into the shadows. Hiding his figure.
"Tch, don't be fooled..."
Carlos couldn't blame his teammates for supporting him, so he could only angrily accuse Varimathras of being treacherous.
Seeing that the Dread Lord did not approach him, Carlos stopped pretending to be a grandson. He stood up decisively and took out his spare weapon, triggering the holy storm and dispelling the darkness with light.
In the chaotic time, the black figure of the Dread Lord was reflected on the rock wall. The paladin's evil-breaking attack and the mage's magic greeted him mercilessly. Varimathras saw that his hiding was fruitless, so he could only reveal his figure again. At the same time, he used the last power of the blood sacrifice ceremony to open a space crack and prepared to escape.
"You're the one I've been waiting for!"
Carlos was overjoyed when he saw the space crack. He took out a few crystal balls he got from Khadgar for who knows what reason and threw them.
The silent space shatter caused more serious damage to Varimathras than the previous Starburst Healing Slash.
"You are asking for your own death!"
Varimathras roared angrily, and the red hellfire gave up its intention of climbing out of the pit and began to tremble instead.
"run!"
Carlos sensed something was wrong and hurriedly signaled the others to evacuate quickly.
No one is a fool and just runs away.
But the explosion came faster.
In desperation, Carlos and several paladins around him made the same decision - rushing forward with the holy shield.
A huge shock wave rose into the sky, penetrated the rock and soil layer more than ten meters thick, and triggered a violent earthquake.
In the dust and noise, several small bats disappeared into the distance.
Carlos stood upright tremblingly, looking at the light-filled hole above his head, and then at the scattered limbs and broken arms around him.
Decided to save people first.
It turns out that Hellfire can still be used in this way.../The Paladin is actually so tough...
Carlos and Varimathras had an idea in their minds almost at the same time.
Underestimating the enemy.
