" Balnazzar! I am Balnazzar! Damn Pandaren!" From a cloud of black mist, the Dreadlord's body appeared above the guards.
He kicked the guard's corpse away, then looked at Old Chen not far away, filled with rage.
His carefully laid plans were ruined by a Pandaren, forcing him to expose himself to everyone in Southshore. How much will this affect his plans?
Nobody knows!
Basically, all the planning of the past two months will be wasted!
"Damn Pandaren! Damn Pandaren!" Balnazzar repeated several times, his face looking worse than if he had swallowed a fly!
He infiltrated Southshore for two months, attempting to seduce the commanders of every faction in the coalition, ultimately finding Renault to be the easiest. Despite being a Paladin, his inner darkness far surpassed that of everyone else; humanity truly is an incredibly complex species.
Having manipulated countless minds, he easily found Renault's weakness, then gradually tempted him, leading him to fall into depravity, making him utterly disappointed in his father, hate his brother, and loathe the Holy Light, ultimately throwing himself into his arms!
But this fellow is still blessed by the Holy Light. Just like the prince he is serving now, he still has a last bit of kindness deep in his heart. Balnazzar knows he can't rush things; he needs time.
But to everyone's surprise, that damned human prince who had become Death Knight couldn't wait any longer and ordered him to find a way to destroy Southshore's defenses immediately!
He had to risk using some underhanded tactics to force Renault to comply, and he was about to succeed when this Pandaren suddenly appeared.
He was unaware that this Pandaren, along with others, had taken down Tichondrius and Anetheron, who were far more powerful than him. Otherwise, he certainly wouldn't be spouting nonsense here; he would have run away long ago!
At this moment, everyone around was in chaos, with ordinary people fleeing into the distance as allied soldiers surrounded them.
"What is that? A demon?"
"By the Holy Light, it is the Dreadlord!"
"Attack! Attack together! Go and inform Lord Renault and the other commanders!"
"Demon, die!"
These are all veterans with unwavering will. No matter how powerful the enemy, they will not back down. Each of them has killed more than one Undead, and some have even killed a demon.
Arrows flew, swords clashed, and spells flashed. In an instant, at least twenty soldiers charged toward Balnazzar.
However...
"Humble mortals, how dare you defy the great Balnazzar? Now, feel the power of the Dreadlord!"
Balnazzar let out a sharp shriek.
This was Psychic Scream, a wide-area attack that directly affected the mental level. The next moment, all the soldiers within a fifty-meter radius felt a surge of fear and witnessed the most terrifying scene of their lives.
The Dreadlord is a master of mind manipulation. He won't create terrifying illusions for you, as that's too rudimentary. Instead, he directly awakens and amplifies the dark side of a person's heart, bringing to the surface the most deeply hidden fears. This method is extremely difficult to defend against.
Few people are without fear in their hearts.
Some people have done despicable things, some have made mistakes they will regret for the rest of their lives, some are most afraid of the birth of their loved ones or children, and many more are afraid of death.
People with strong willpower can face these fears head-on, but how many are truly like that?
Apart from a few, everyone else screamed, fled, and even threw away their weapons, leaving the entire area in chaos.
What makes Legendary Legendary is that it possesses a power that ordinary people cannot resist.
The power to manipulate minds is the Legendary ability of the Dreadlord.
However, this ability has a limited scope of application. It is ineffective when facing people with strong will, a bright heart, and no fear. People with strong mental fortitude can also be exempted from this limitation.
Old Chen was not the former; he was a notorious "brat" on Wandering Isle since childhood, and he had done things that he would be ashamed of for the rest of his life.
But Pandaren are naturally calm and resolute, and Old Chen is among the best of them all. The Dreadlord's mind spells had no effect on him; instead, they only fueled his anger by reminding him of unpleasant memories. "Big Bat! You're worse than Tichondrius and Anetheron! I'm going to... kick your ass!" Old Chen was furious and enraged.
He charged toward Balnazzar!
The Dreadlord was far more cunning than other creatures. He had initially thought Old Chen would be difficult to deal with, but he never expected Old Chen to be even more difficult to deal with than he had imagined.
Legendary! This Pandaren before us is Legendary!
Balnazzar had never dealt with the Pandaren before and didn't know what the Pandaren Monk ' abilities were like, while Old Chen knew more about the Dreadlord. This information asymmetry put Balnazzar at a disadvantage from the very beginning.
Old Chen was furious!
The angry Pandaren are two different creatures from the Pandaren of other times.
Pandaren look kind and cute; they could perform in a circus and earn money by being adorable, and they would definitely be popular with noble ladies and children.
But the angry Pandaren, baring their teeth and brandishing their claws, look incredibly ferocious, enough to stop a child from crying at night.
The Pandaren possessed a speed disproportionate to its size, arriving in front of Balnazzar in an instant. It then struck Balnazzar in the chest with a palm strike, followed by a flying kick that sent Balnazzar flying.
He didn't stop. The instant he landed, he unleashed a Chi Torpedo in front of Balnazzar, followed by a Leg Sweep. Poor Balnazzar fell to the ground, unable to even put up a fight.
Compared to close combat?
Sorry, the Dreadlord is at most on par with Felguard or Doomguard; any Grand Knight could easily teach it a lesson. The Dreadlord's strength lies in its spellcasting and mind control abilities.
Unfortunately, in the face of the enraged Old Chen, Balnazzar didn't have time to cast spells. As for those innate abilities that didn't require casting time, such as Psychic Scream, Mind Blast, Sleep, and Dominate, they were completely ineffective against Old Chen. Instead, they made Old Chen even angrier, and thus his attack became even stronger.
Once a spellcaster is brought close, he is met with a coffee table laden with tragedies.
As a demon, Balnazzar was naturally very resilient, but he couldn't withstand Old Chen's crazy beating. Before long, he was covered in injuries, blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes, nose, and mouth were all crooked. Old Chen, who was not happy, rained punches on Balnazzar's face.
The idea of not hitting someone in the face...
Sorry, the Dreadlord isn't human, but Old Chen just loves to slap people in the face.
Li Li likes kicking butts, Old Chen likes slapping faces!
In less than a minute, Balnazzar was beaten into submission. He finally found an opportunity to flap his wings and fly into the sky, only to find that his wings were tattered and wobbly, forcing him to double the frequency of his wing flapping.
" Pandaren, you..." Balnazzar was about to say something, but Old Chen didn't give him a chance to speak. He grabbed at the sky, and a huge hand of Chi, bigger than a room, grabbed Balnazzar like a chick and brought him back, then gave him another good beating.
joke!
Old Chen spent almost a month catching Zhaoren the Onyx Cloud Serpent on Mount Hyjal!
The Zhaoren was over twenty meters long, much larger Balnazzar, yet it still couldn't escape Old Chen's grasp. How much less could a Dreadlord?
We definitely can't win if we fight.
Even if you try to escape, you can't escape this state.
Balnazzar felt that this wretched panda before him was even more terrifying than the cold and domineering Death Knight. How could Azeroth have such a species that looked cute but was incredibly terrifying when enraged? This species should be extinct, or at least on the verge of extinction, otherwise, how could the Dreadlord possibly live?
With no other option, Balnazzar had to use the Dreadlord's strongest survival ability, transforming into countless bats and fleeing in all directions.
This ability is indeed too strong; even Old Chen can't do anything about it.
To kill a Dreadlord, you generally need the help of a spellcaster, and at least a high-level spellcaster. Otherwise, you'll need the cooperation of many ranged spellcasters. Otherwise, even if only one of the hundreds or thousands of bats escapes, the Dreadlord will not die.
Tichondrius was killed because Illidan was the most powerful Demon Hunter and an exceptional spellcaster himself.
Anetheron was killed because there were too many Legendary and high-ranking warriors besieging him, as well as numerous Feathermoon Sentinels skills.
Now, without enough people to cooperate, even with Old Chen's strength, he couldn't keep Balnazzar. In the end, he killed more than a hundred bats and was sullen.
"My mood is... absolutely terrible!" Old Chen was very unhappy.
I thought beating up the Dreadlord would be a really satisfying thing, but I never expected that guy would do something so stupid as to use Psychic Scream right away, which stirred up some deep-seated shame and anger in me. I feel terrible and need to go have a drink to calm down.
Balnazzar has escaped, and there will definitely be more trouble, but that's beyond his control. With so many bats fleeing in all directions, who knows where Balnazzar will end up?
Let others deal with this headache!
Hundreds of bats took to the sky, avoiding Old Chen and the others' sight, and then regrouped somewhere.
"Damn Pandaren! Damn it, damn it!" Balnazzar was furious.
The Dreadlord are usually not angry; they can perfectly control their emotions. But they are so angry now, mainly because the beating they received from Old Chen was terrible and horrific.
" Renault should have already made his move, right? The entire Southshore is about to riot, and Arthas and his Scourge can take advantage of the chaos to land. The Gargoyle and Frost Wyrm can also launch a surprise Cheap Shot! But we can't stay here any longer. Let Renault make the most of his remaining value and carry out one last plan!"
One minute later.
"Hmph! This body is terrible! But it doesn't matter, I'll have a better one soon!"
At this moment, Balnazzar had possessed the body of an ordinary soldier.