Heimdall's voice was very calm, and it sounded like he was talking about an insignificant thing.
But it gives people a very Arrogance feeling, especially for those Warrior who are irritable and hot-tempered. Garrosh's body has begun to be entangled with red Rage, but there are many people who are faster than him Operation.
"Sword of Light!"
"Judgment of Justice!"
Marcus and Maximillian made eye contact, attacking one to the left and one to the right at the same time! There was also the inconspicuous Dwarves Hunter who was hiding in the crowd. Hemet II, almost at the moment when the two Paladin took action, he held the Rifle behind him that had obviously been modified by Engineering Master in his hand, and Elven Rangers on the other side also pulled away from Longbow.
Not only that, the Mages almost all performed the singing skills of Binding Magic, and the Rogues also immediately disappeared into the shadows.
It seemed that everything was in just the right place, but Dick, who was watching all this, supported his chin with both hands and watched the confrontation between the 25 contestants and Heimdall in fascination. He said to himself,
"25 versus 5, stragglers fighting against a real team, a confrontation between quantity and quality. I'm actually very curious... In this world, how strong will the power of a real team be?"
A real team?
Kael'thas heard this voice, and he looked with interest at Heimdall and his team, who were already under siege. For Sun King, he had obviously heard of Halls of Valor, and he also learned about it from Dick, which was Guardians The real Burning Legion formed by Odyn for the end of the entire world is the most powerful team in the world.
He is also very curious, after Halls of Valor's Spirit has compressed its strength, will it still be as powerful as the rumors say?
"Bang!"
Holy Sword of Light rising from the ground, energy Warhammer containing scorching energy hitting from the air, bullets spinning in the air, deadly arrows, and Stealth ers rushing up from all around, Heimdall's choice is... ignore!
Golden Light streaked across the sky, from the left side of Gatekeeper to the right side, almost covering the 180° distance in front of the eyes. The sharp edge brought by the sword blade chopped Lightsaber into pieces and scattered Warhammer.
A pair of Solid Shield appeared next to Heimdall, blocking the bullets and shooting the arrows away. With Sword-and-Shield Spirit stepping down, Thunder of the Earth shook, those The Stealth ers couldn't even get close, and the next moment, a Frost Nova jumped up on the surrounding ground in an instant, completely freezing the Stealth ers and Druids to the ground.
Only at this moment did Heimdall pull out Storm Greatsword, stood up and jumped to the center of those Stealth ers. He waved with one hand, the blade flashed, and the two unlucky Stealth ers suddenly When Swen saw that the situation was not good, he immediately transformed from Nightsaber into Ironhide Bear. He blocked the front with both claws and barely blocked Heimdall's giant sword attack.
Valarjar didn't lie. They had indeed suppressed their power to the same level as everyone else. However, Swen's aftermath had not lasted even one second. Two Longswords had already been thrown out from behind, one on the left and one on the right, piercing her fur.
"Ouch!"
The giant bear was enraged by this Pain. She shook her body and wanted to fight back, but the moment her frantic Claw swept towards Spirit, two golden lights danced in the air, Spirit Priest waved his hand gently, and two thick layers of Light Shield appeared around the bodies of Heimdall and Spirit Swordsman. Under Swen's frantic attack, the two people were unscathed.
As soon as her Claws fell, Heimdall brought the powerful Charge and hit Swen head-on. Even in the form of a giant bear, Druid was also stunned by this blow, and behind her, Spirit Swordsman's double blades were about to fall on her shoulders.
Rifle of Hemet II roared again, forcing the Spirit Swordsman back with a bullet, but before he could fire the second shot, a sharp Ice Shard hit him Stabbing towards his face, Marcus pushed Dwarves down from behind, and opened his own Divine Shield to block the Ice Shard.
But both he and Hemet II broke into a cold sweat.
If it had been just one second slower, Hemet II would have been out.
From the time the contestants took the initiative to attack to the end of Spirit's counterattack, in just 5 seconds, the formation arranged by Baron in advance was messed up. 2 Rogue, plus Swen was seriously injured, Hemet II was surrounded by dangers, the pace of the entire battle was extremely fast, and exclamations were heard from time to time in the stands. It was clear that there were only opponents of equal strength, and our own side had an absolute numerical advantage, but why was it so easily penetrated?
Kael'thas's eyes are full of brilliance. There is no fool who can sit here. Dick is right. This is the opponent that the contestants cannot defeat yet! In terms of teamwork, they are almost Invincible's!
None of the five people made any unnecessary movements. It was as precise as a real machine. Once it started running, it was enough to crush opponents several times. Kael'thas could hardly imagine how strong this Spirit army would be when they fully recovered their original strength.
But Valarjar's counterattack wasn't over yet. There was a flash of golden light on the chaotic battlefield. Before Garrosh could lift War Axe, a shield was thrown at him. Orcs Warrior hurriedly retreated. The shield and behind the shield Spirit continued to rush forward, and Dranosh rushed to rescue, but just as it started, Storm Greatsword smashed down with infinite power, as well as the troublesome Frost Nova and three the Cursed that fell almost at the same time.
That Spirit Mage seems to be able to use all types of magic, even Warlock's the Cursed, but no one thinks this is unfair.
In fact, pitting 25 people against 5 opponents of equal strength is the greatest injustice in itself.
Jorin and Mage wanted to save the situation and bring back the increasingly chaotic battle situation that had been torn apart by Heimdall and Team, but they didn't wait until they Their first spell was thrown, and a dazzling light exploded around the Mages. It did no harm at all, but the Holy Light contained in it had an extremely strong Purification effect.
The scope of the aperture was huge, covering less than half of the battlefield. After this Purification, the Magic Element gathered by Jorin and Mage were wiped out by Purification. All spells were interrupted, and even the magic shields on their bodies were completely dispelled at this moment!
Baron Although he can't see with his eyes, he can sense everything happening around him. This scene also left him stunned!
Mass Dispel is usually only used to dispel continuous damage magic on the battlefield. This is the first time he knows that Mass Dispel can actually be used in this way... But this Spirit Priest has dispelled these shields in preparation...
"Oops! Protect Mage!"
As soon as Baron shouted, Heimdall and Spirit Swordsman abandoned their goals with sneers. The swordsman seemed to be able to use Rogue's skills. With the flash of shadow, the sword The soldier appeared behind Jorin. Heimdall's body flashed with light and he knocked away everyone along the way at the same speed as Charge. He came to Spirit Swordsman like a golden blast.
Warrior high-level skills and support!
Without the magic shield, what can we do when facing a Warrior and a Rogue, Mage?
It's worse than lambs! These three guys, Garrosh, Dranosh, and Maximillian, wanted to pounce on Salvation Mage, but almost as soon as Heimdall and Bladestorm appeared, a shadow-colored energy group exploded in the place where the crowd was the densest.
The whistling Dark Green energy was like a little snake, rushing into the bodies of everyone around. At this moment, the fear the Master filled everyone's minds. The guys around seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing, and rushed out in all directions, including those Mage and Warlock who had lost their magic shields.
Warlock High-level skills·Shadow Wail·Mass Fear
Since the shadow power needs to be dispersed and more people lose control, the duration of this skill is very short, maybe only 2-3 seconds, but it is enough. For Spirit, who is proficient in all Warrior skills like Heimdall, 3 seconds is enough to start a massacre!
Fear, a skill that stimulates inner emotions to destroy the opponent, has the worst effect on strong-willed professionals like Warrior and knights, but just like Garrosh Active Berserk, after he was relieved of his fear state, when he turned around, he saw Jorin who was completely involved in the golden Bladestorm, as well as Mage and others who were unable to dodge.
He roared and launched Charge at Heimdall, but the next moment, the damn shield was blocked in front of him again, as well as Ice rushing from the surroundings, and Chains composed of Holy Light.
Garrosh has never been so frustrated!
No matter who he faces, he will get counterattacks from at least two people. Like a beast trapped in a trap, no matter which direction he pounces, he will get a ruthless roundup and even a fatal counterattack.
The Mages' cries of pain made everyone couldn't help but want to rescue them, but at this moment, a gunshot caused Heimdall's offensive to pause.
Hemet II's bullet penetrated Spirit Priest's sacred shield for the first time. After all, they were of the same level of power and could not block dozens of bullets. And this Dwarves Hunter inherited his father's stubbornness and would never let go of his prey once he identified it. His stubborn temper had a miraculous effect at this time.
He fired 7 bullets at Priest in succession, all of which were specially made Armor-Piercing Anti-Magic Bullet. When Eighth was fired, Spirit Priest's casting was interrupted for the first time. This was also the first time that the most precise coordination went wrong.
Heimdall and the shield holder immediately gave up the victory that had fallen into their hands and returned to support Priest. This action was like a slap in the face, waking up Baron from the chaos as he dodged Spirit Swordsman's attack in embarrassment.
He forcibly held up the shield, and his hoarse voice spread throughout the battlefield,
"All defenders! Stop them! All ranged ones, attack Priest! Interrupt their cooperation! Otherwise we will lose!"
"Marcus, bastard, remember your responsibility!"
Paladin forced Spirit Swordsman back with a Sword of Light, almost showing weakness and frantically blocking Spirit Swordsman's attack. Swen dragged his seriously injured body with difficulty. Using Claws to resist Heimdall's slashing attack, Dranosh immediately used his body to hug the left arm of the shield holder Spirit. His stance was ugly, but extremely useful.
This time difference was left, Rangers of Quel'Thalas kept harassing Spirit with Demon-Breaking Arrows Mage's spell casting, although people are frozen by Mage's spell every second, the time difference is getting bigger and bigger, Hemet II's roar mixed with Rifle's roar, constantly in Spirit Priest's body left traces of dancing sparks, as well as Rogue's blades, and Jorin struggled to throw the Cursed.
Baron ignored the wound on his sore chest and staggered with both hands to hold back Orcs Warrior who roared at Heimdall, grabbed his arm and cursed,
"Garrosh, I know your brother is dying! But you will die on the way to that damn Priest! Do you want to win? If you want to win, just listen to me! Go attack that Priest!"
Garrosh's eyes were red, and there was still blood from the wound on his face made by Heimdall, making it look ferocious like an evil ghost crawling out of Hell. He stared at Baron, as if he wanted to tear him into pieces, but Priest couldn't see it.
"Don't forget what we're here for!"
"Only the Gorehowl in your hand can break through the bodies of those Spirit! This is our only chance!"
"So, damn bastard! Go attack that Priest!"
"Ahhh!"
Garrosh took another look at Jorin who was supporting his body with Staff and whose whole body was covered in blood. He turned his head and hit Heroic Leap, falling from the sky. War Axe was wrapped in Rage in his hand. That Gorehowl!
That Hand of the Warsong Clan Chieftain left a deep scratch on Spirit Priest's body! That was the first time they really hurt these Spirit!
This was the first time they really saw hope of winning.
The smile on the corner of Dick's mouth spread. He leaned back on the chair comfortably, turned his left hand, and Smoking Pipe appeared in the palm of his hand, shaking it towards Kael'thas.
"In order for a real team to win, everyone must do their own thing well and not be swayed by personal feelings, especially in the battlefield they are about to embark on. Everyone may die, but when it's time to Charge, they still can't hesitate... Time is tight, and we can't teach too much. The simple thing is that they are not slow to learn, are they?"