The aura of the strong will indeed cause the world to change color. In this battle, the visual manifestation is that the originally subtle light blue color of the protective magic shield becomes richer.
When Talisa saw this scene, she felt relieved at first.
Are all human kings monsters?
After using his authority to draw more arcane energy stable protective measures from the Nightwell energy network, Suramar's chief arcanist threw away the nobles around him and stood on the sidelines.
Talisa, who was not wearing any makeup at all, separated from the emotional crowd like a rock, looking at the two people in the venue worriedly.
Although Suramar is locked up in the country, it has never been in seclusion. In fact, the Grand Magister has always been very concerned about the development of the outside world. If it weren't for the night elf society's discrimination and rejection of arcanists, which is equivalent to political correctness, Alisandro would have led the Nightborne to return. The night elves are a big family.
After all, the Archmage was the backbone of the demons who disobeyed Queen Azshara and unleashed her wrath on the demons of the Burning Legion. No fewer demons died at her hands than Dath'Remar Sunstrider.
But it was the subsequent chaotic disputes and Malfurion's final victory that caused the shield that enveloped the entire city of Suramar to never be lowered.
Sunstrider and his followers just want to continue to study and use arcane energy, but Suramar still retains a nightwell.
If you can't be pro-Western, then turning eastward is an excellent choice. Especially now that the high elves are still in the Alliance, so the Son of the Night's butt is naturally tilted towards the Alliance.
Killing Carlos was impossible, and absolutely impossible without a Legion starship riding in the face.
Talisa was no longer interested in finding out who was causing the trouble, but nothing should happen to the king of Alterac. His other title was the Alliance Grand Marshal.
Thalyssra has seen Aluriel's sword, and she is not absolutely sure of saving people.
The reflection of complex thoughts is just three breaths in reality, and the battle begins again.
This time, it was Aluriel who made the first move.
Demon swordsman, demon swordsman, the devil is in front of the sword.
Oruriel shouted loudly, and two ice elements of the same height as her obeyed the call and appeared on the field. Then Liuguang drew out his sword. Carlos allowed you to use all kinds of methods, but I only had a holy shield to resolve the attack.
Then, Carlos discovered that he had been fooled.
That sword light is fake...
Traces of ice are attached to the holy shield. Although they are melting quickly, this time is enough for the magic swordsman to complete her plan.
Two ice elements surrounded Carlos, one on the left and one on the right. Aluriel stepped forward steadily. The moment Carlos canceled the shield, a triple slash including the ice elements came as promised.
Carlos jumped up and cleverly avoided the double-team attack, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the smile on the corner of Oruriel's mouth.
There is a backup plan!
Sure enough, two ice elements appeared inexplicably at the intersection of sword lights, below where Carlos jumped.
Aluriel had many killing moves and combos, but he chose to turn two ice elements into a pool of ice mirrors, just waiting for Carlos to land.
Cut~~~
Carlos breathed a sigh of relief, luckily he could fly.
The moment the Wings of Holy Light unfolded, the hoarse shouts of Carlos's men once overwhelmed the outnumbered Children of the Night.
But when Carlos avoided the ice crystal land that covered a quarter of the field and distanced himself, the cheers for Aluriel were loud.
"That's interesting. It seems I underestimated you."
"Magic Swordsman, okay."
"Then, I will try my best next."
"You talk a lot."
When Aluriel really regarded Carlos as an equal opponent, Carlos' simple provocation successfully aroused the magic swordsman's pride.
With another loud shout, a huge fire elemental appeared next to her. The fire elemental swayed out fire rain all over the sky at will. Carlos didn't want to guess what the next move would be, so he decisively used his super high movement speed to avoid it.
Then the huge fire element actually jumped up and hit the place where Carlos had stood before, turning into a sea of fire.
At this time, Carlos had already guessed what Aluriel was planning, and found that the magic swordsman had indeed summoned the third elemental elf, a light purple arcane elf that looked a bit cute.
Carlos looked at the arcane elf who also had the ability to increase the level of magic. He was powerless to complain and dodged again, approaching Aluriel.
Four elves blocked three-quarters of the field. The magic swordsman waved his long sword, and the magic sword glowed with dazzling thunder and lightning. This was a posture that forced Carlos to fight hand-to-hand in a small space of less than five meters square.
"Then, as you wish."
Although there was an option to use the Wings of Holy Light to maneuver in the air, Aluriel's retention made it difficult for Carlos to be too insignificant.
Although winning or losing in this battle is important, winning well is more important. Winning by unsightly means will cause more trouble.
Carlos took a deep breath and used the corrugated sword in his hand to use the spearman's most skillful move, the Salted Fish Thrust.
Aluriel was surprised for a moment that he didn't move until the sword was in front of him.
What does it mean when an opponent who was originally thought to be evenly matched suddenly uses such an unsatisfactory move?
This is a sword, not a gun. How big is the flaw in your attack?
Oruriel was really angry. She mercilessly dodged to Carlos's left side and raised her sword.
Then, she also noticed the smile on Carlos's lips.
be cheated?
I was fooled!
Carlos stepped forward with his left foot and stepped heavily on the floor. The huge force penetrated the foundation. Using this as an anchor, he forcibly stopped his thrusting movement. His awkward body had no time to swing his sword, and he directly kicked his right leg towards the ground. Aluriel's waist.
Calculation, all calculation.
Carlos was sure that Aluriel would not slash his foot with a sword. Even if this bitch was really angry and lost her mind, he would dare to use the Holy Shield again to take the sword's blow.
However, if he doesn't move, this kick is too real, Aluriel will lose his balance, and the rest of the battle will be a fancy floating performance.
Although he lost the exquisite control of his body, he was very powerful. Carlos thought to himself, how could I suffer alone in such an uncomfortable fight where I couldn't use my full strength? I can use the rules.
Therefore, Carlos put the corrugated sword in his hand, already thinking about the subsequent combos, waiting for Aluriel to make a choice.
Then, the eyes of the magic swordsman Aluriel flashed with almost impotent rage, and he let out a piercing scream, and exchanged his body with the arcane elf.
The feeling of kicking Zi Fatty was not good.
Although the huge force destroyed the stability of the arcane elf and burst and dissipated like a balloon, the huge rebound impact caused Carlos' body, which was almost piling to the ground, to fly backwards.
Even with the Wings of Holy Light balancing his body, it still took Carlos three to five seconds to complete his posture recovery.
However, whether Oruriel was unable to pursue or gave up this opportunity, it didn't matter.
She withdrew the magic power she had released and canceled the summons to the elemental spirits.
"A little boring."
"Who says it isn't?"
"Then let's have a head-to-head contest."
"That's fine."
The demon swordsman Aluriel's frankness as a warrior made Carlos slightly less hostile to her.
This kind of competition for others to see is really meaningless.
So when Aluriel began to pour all his magic into the weapon and charge forward, Carlos wanted to curse.
Fuck, give me back that little favor you just had!
The Nightborne's enchanted weapons had almost zero affinity for the Holy Light. Carlos was put on the moral high ground by his own words, which was ugly.
This old bitch is plotting against me!
Carlos' thoughts were surging, and his hand was already a beat behind. At the scene of the fierce conflict between Holy Light and Magic, Aluriel's magic sword collided fiercely with the corrugated sword in Carlos's hand. Those who were weak in the audience could not even distinguish between the two. The true identities of the two men were discernible in the light and shadow of the swords swung by the people.
Completely fight with speed and strength.
Although Aluriel underestimated Carlos's strength, her overloaded state was completely unable to withstand Carlos's Wings of Holy Light blessing, but the weapons in Carlos' hands were colliding with the magic sword with more and more gaps.
How long has it been since this crazy woman was able to kill thirteen times in one second?
Carlos glanced at the weapon with increasingly serious gaps, and felt a chill in his heart.
Finally, before Carlos's blade shattered, Oruriel's crazy attack stopped. She jumped back three steps and shouted, "Let's decide the outcome with one last blow!"
Then assume a charging posture.
Carlos threw away the weapon in anger, gathered his hands together and began to rub the Holy Light Vitality Pill.
Seeing that the apparently friendly business exchange suddenly overturned the boat of friendship, Talisa wanted to speak out to dissuade them, but was suppressed by the roar of the crowd.
Ten seconds.
Twenty seconds.
Thirty seconds.
What kind of move requires so long to accumulate energy?
There were already some Nightborne who realized something was wrong, but most people were still cheering.
Seeing that something was wrong, the chief arcanist clenched his staff and reached out to touch the magic shield and began to take over the magic construction.
However it was still a step too late.
The magic swordsman Aluriel, who is obsessed with martial arts, has forgotten his original intention and only sees victory and defeat.
Carlos, who was really angry, didn't care, he was eager for this purest collision of power.
The life and death of the audience have nothing to do with me!
"Drink!!!!"
"Bah!"
The magic sword wielded by the magic swordsman Aluriel was as dazzling as the stars, and the holy light energy bullet launched by Carlos was as hot as the morning sun at noon.
Coupled with the faint blue dots of broken magic shields, the audience present felt like they were in a sea of light.
Amidst the rioting arcane magic and holy light, Talisa only had time to protect those within five meters of her.
This is no longer a diplomatic accident, this is an unprecedented tragedy.
The chief arcanist was in despair. The nobles present were the foundation of Suramar's rule.
However, Talisa's despair was ended by the sudden appearance of a beam of light.
It was a light that was deeper than the sword light emanating from Aluriel.
Grand Magister Elisandro finally appears.
Under the near-miraculous magic, the aftermath of the violent battlefield was gathered in that pillar of light as if rewinding, and finally dissipated into nothingness.
Elisandro's gorgeous posture fell from the sky, and the children of the night bowed to their ruler.
"Your Majesty Carlos, I'm really sorry. Oruriel is used to being willful. Please forgive me."
Carlos was not feeling well at this time. He was forced to bear Aluriel's sword light, and his body was aching.
"Why do we need the army if an apology is useful?"
As the victor Carlos felt he had the right to be angry.
"I sincerely invite you to the Dark Night Fortress for a banquet. I have been preparing for four days for this banquet to match your status."
Elisandro has ruled Suramar for tens of thousands of years. He was already the overlord during the Kaldorei Empire. He had never seen anything like this before, so he took Carlos's blame lightly.
"No, I want to enjoy my spoils."
Carlos walked directly past Elisandro without even looking at the Grand Magister. He walked to the unconscious Aluriel, picked it up and put it on his shoulders.
"I was rude, have a great night, how about tomorrow?"
Elisandro showed no sign of anger at all, and calmly issued a second request.
"Okay, I'm waiting for your invitation."
Carlos had been a king for so many years and had developed a good face, so he actually responded as if nothing had happened.
Then he left gracefully amid the cheers of his younger brother.
After Carlos and his entourage left, Elisandro lost the gentleness on her face and signaled Talisa to stop talking...
Then, the Grand Mage exerted ten times gravity on everyone present before giving his lecture.
Talisa suddenly discovered that there seemed to be no real loser in this "both-lose" battle.
