Part-time BOSS.

Chapter 351 Awakening the Storm
"Adam, Lawrence, Robert, where did you all go, you bloody bastards!"

"Fuck off you orc villains, and face the hammer of the King of the Hill."

"Warriors who are approaching me in Khaz Modan, stand behind me, don't be afraid, don't retreat, our dwarves are invincible!"

"Eat my hammer!"

boom!
The huge shock wave blasted countless broken corpses away, and Muradin Bronzebeard who had activated the state of "God Avatar" stood in front of the countless orc army like a god of war.

His originally short body was five or six meters high at this time, and his whole body was rock-like. When the tomahawk and spear hit him, they bounced off like metal, completely invulnerable.

Even the scope of Muradin's combat skills has expanded several times accordingly.

Thunder strike!Boom, the current spread along the ground, and the shock wave repelled countless orcs.

Crack the ground!Boom, with an ax down, the ground spread out like ocean waves, and the shock wave even shattered the orcs in a straight line.

Shocking Roar - Ha!The orcs who rushed to the front were shocked and fell into a coma. They were shot by the dwarven musketeers behind Muradin and fell down one after another.

Muradin wielded a war hammer and a battle ax in both hands, slashing and killing these orcs frantically.

Around the battlefield, there was an army of tens of thousands of orcs, and seven or eight orc heroes and warlords were watching the battle that lasted for more than ten minutes.

Doomsday Blade (Blackstone Warlord): "I'll go, this dwarf is too fierce."

Iron-Blooded Wolf Warrior (Chief Warrior Wolf): "Don't be afraid, we have plenty of soldiers, and he will be exhausted to death. This guy is an epic hero. If we take him down, we will send it. Inevitably."

Ba Dao Wuqing (Ba Dao chief): "That's right, anyway, the time for his big move is coming soon, let's see how long he can hold it - warriors of the Ba Dao clan, what are you waiting for? !"

Another wave of orc wild boar cavalry rushed up, and Muradin threw the ax out with a 'death metal spin'. The battle ax spun in the air, spinning all the surrounding enemies in half, and finally fell back to his hand.

However, he was not a real god after all, the rock-like color on his body gradually receded, and his body began to quickly return to its normal size.

Heaven's Roar (Warsong Warlord): "It's time for us to go? It's going to be a long night and a dream."

Ba Dao Wuqing (Chief Ba Dao): "What's the rush? You're the one who wants to go up. This kind of important storyline characters are very strong. When they beat the Greymane King before, they couldn't hold back. Several people were killed. , wait a little longer, when his blood volume is almost up, we can go up and collect the head."

Heaven Roar had no choice but to hold back his head-grabbing thoughts and wait patiently.

And at this moment, the King of the Hill really seems to be unable to bear it.

Without the dominance effect of the god descending to earth, under the siege of countless orcs, Muradin's blood volume immediately began to decrease continuously. Feeling the loss of vitality and the decline of strength, Muradin couldn't help sighing.

Is everything coming to an end? Is this the end of my own destiny?

What a shame—damn Adam!

He let out a final roar, ready to use his last strength to kill a few more orcs, but suddenly found that the orcs around him showed panic expressions, and at the same time, the sky above his head suddenly darkened.

Looking up suddenly, something is falling from the sky.

The Incarnation of Thundercloud——The Wrath of Thundercloud!
A group of crimson thunderclouds filled with destruction and thunder fell from the sky and landed on the pile of orcs in front of them.

boom!The huge explosion raised smoke and dust soaring into the sky, and the violent shock wave knocked countless orcs into the air, and even Muradin himself was almost buried in the dust.

The orc players watching the battle from a distance were taken aback.

Ba Dao Wuqing (Ba Dao Chief): "Day, it's Aidan Delong!"

Heaven's Roar (Warsong Warlord): "The one who turns into a dragon!"

Ba Dao Wuqing (Chief Ba Dao): "That's right, it's him, this is going to be troublesome."

Heaven's Roar (Warsong Warlord): "What about changing into a dragon, we have so many brothers, if we kill them together, we will be finished, and the rewards will be even more in this way-kill me, brothers!"

kill kill kill!

Following the roar of the players, the surrounding orcs threw countless javelins, throwing axes, bows and arrows at the dragon.

There were more than a dozen flame walkers, shooting bursts of fireballs.

However, Murphy had been prepared for a long time. The moment he appeared, he immediately activated the Hurricane Armor. With the gust of wind, he immediately deflected countless throwing weapons.

Those fireballs couldn't fly, but fortunately, the resistance of the ancient dragon's scale was enhanced, and a round of volleys only lost more than 1000 HP.

Murphy was not in love with fighting, he grabbed Muradin from the pile of dead people with one paw, and was about to take off and run away immediately.

Muradin quit, "Wait a minute, my soldiers are still below, I can't leave them behind!" He said and struggled.

Regardless of his small size, Muradin's strength is incomparably astonishing, and he broke free from the dragon's claws.

As soon as Murphy turned his head, he saw more than 100 dwarves huddled in the corner of this abandoned military camp, leaning against a stone wall for defense, and there were many dwarf corpses around. It seemed that these should be the last batch of Muradin's men up.

It's just more than 100 elite soldiers, is it worth working so hard?
Aidandron (Storm Dragon King): "Damn Muradin, I don't have the ability to take them all away! Get out of here with me, this is our last chance! Just kill a few more orcs in the future to avenge them."

Muradin looked at the orcs who surrounded him again, but sighed, "Go, Aidan, I will never leave my warriors alone to escape, Odin, this is not the way dwarves do things , I will be laughed to death by Big Brother and the others, maybe this is my fate—for Khaz Modan!"

After speaking, he roared, and the dwarves also shouted, apparently ready to fight to the death.

Murphy was speechless for a while, this stubborn dwarf.

Turning around to look at the orcs swarming up again, there are tens of thousands of them, even if he is a BOSS, it is enough.

But Murphy was not reconciled to letting him leave like this.

It seems that the move must be enlarged, and I hope that the combination of the big move that was conceived before will work.

He suddenly returned to human form, standing shoulder to shoulder with Muradin.

Muradin was taken aback, "What are you doing Aidan? Don't be stupid, they are my responsibility, not yours, leave quickly, don't die here in vain."

Murphy looked down at the dwarf, "I can't help it, who made me be friends with a stubborn guy like you, abandoning my friends and running away alone, this is not my style of doing things."

As Murphy spoke, he pulled out the Storm Controller.

"Besides, we don't necessarily have to die."

Muradin was stunned, "Aidan, you don't have to."

"Go away, go and gather your fighters, and fight out with me later, before I change my mind."

Tears flashed in Muradin's eyes, and he wiped the corners of his eyes vigorously, "Damn it, I owe you Aidan once, I owe you once! Brothers, throw away those useless guns and cannons, grab your weapons, and we will fight together!" Get out!"

Those dwarf warriors threw away their muskets and artillery one after another, took out their tomahawks and hammers, and put bayonets on their muskets if they didn't have melee weapons.

And at this moment, the second wave of orcs rushed up again.

"Aidan, whatever you're going to do, you'd better hurry up!"

Murphy turned a deaf ear to Muradin's urging, and held the sword with both hands, feeling the divine power contained in the sword.

Aidan (Prince of Alterac): "The great storm god Annolos, I summon you as the son of the storm, please lend me your power to awaken the holy storm, cleanse the world who dare to fight with you Be an enemy's despicable thing."

He suddenly raised the sword high and activated the special effect of the weapon.

Weapon special effect 1: Arouse the storm (limited to one use per day).Summons a small storm, causing a continuous blowing effect on small-sized units within the storm range, and a continuous slowing effect on medium-sized and above units. You can increase the power and influence range of the storm by consuming additional mana.

The gust of wind whizzed and whirled, and the airflow whizzed around Mur Fei, expanding and turning bigger and bigger.

Those orc soldiers rushed to a tens of meters away from him and stopped in surprise. The wind became more and more violent, and it seemed that there were some inexplicable and terrifying forces mixed with it.

no!Not big enough!
It's a small storm, but it's really small enough. It's only a few hundred meters away, and the wind is not strong enough. It can probably slow down ordinary orc infantry by 30%.

Such a storm is not enough to cover them to fight out.

Murphy began to inject his mana into the blade, and the storm began to expand slowly, and the wind became stronger and stronger.

However, Murphy's own mana is not too high, only around [-], and it seems to be exhausted, but the scope of the storm is still not big enough, it only expanded to more than one kilometer.

Good thing I prepared this.

He jerked out Sargeras' Ring of Dominion and put it on his hand.

Sargeras' Ring of Dominion was not used very much at ordinary times, and the power of fel energy had already been fully stored, but he was not going to use it. Even if he summoned the rain of chaos, or summoned a group of demons, in the presence of so many orcs It's useless to be under siege.

What he really wants to do is to use this artifact to enhance the power of the storm. Fel energy is the most primitive chaotic magic power, and it can also be injected into the storm.

Following Mo Fei's will, the power of evil energy was poured into the sword frantically.

The blade made a terrifying buzzing sound,
As expected of a divine weapon, the effect of 1000 points of fel power is much stronger than Murphy's 1000 points of mana.

The storm began to expand in an instant, and an evil green cloud appeared in the storm. With the effect of the strong wind, it continued to spread and spread, forming a terrifying cloud of evil energy. The scope of the storm expanded again, and the wind became even more astonishing. In the blink of an eye, the scope of this storm has spread to a range of more than ten kilometers, and even the Chinese army camp, which is tens of kilometers away, can clearly see it.

At this moment, the Alliance and Horde on the battlefield are all looking in the direction of the storm.

"what happened?"

"It's the right army, someone is using some kind of terrible magic!"

"Is it orc magic?"

"It's a bit similar, but it doesn't seem to be the same."

In the temporary camp of the Central Route Army, people were whispering, Uther's face was solemn, and Godwin's eyes behind him were even more serious.

Who unleashed such terrible power... must be investigated.

And the Horde players who faced the storm were even more stunned.

"Did your sister make a mistake? Can this game still be played? It's too fucking unbalanced."

"What kind of skill is this? Full-screen big move, what's going on here, I'll rely on it."

"GM, is the GM here? Some people are openly cheating. Some people control and no one cares? Some people control and no one cares?"

These orc players exploded directly.

Murphy was also a little surprised. The hand holding the storm controller was also trembling uncontrollably. The power of the artifact + plot weapon was even greater than he expected. The orcs under the shroud were struggling, and the army of tens of thousands of orcs pushed and shouted, completely at a loss.

This super master is really a bit powerful, but it seems that there is no distinction between the enemy and the dwarves behind him. They are also blown up.

Murphy glanced back, it was a bit troublesome to kill like this, but now that he was in this situation, he was not in a hurry, what to run, I'm so awesome, it's over.

As long as all these orcs are killed, isn't that considered a successful breakout.

As the Storm Dragon King, fighting in this storm is the home court advantage.

Withdrawing the sword suddenly, the storm has already formed at this time, there is no need to continue casting spells.

"Muradin, let's get you ready to go, I will open a path for you."

As Murphy spoke, he turned into the Storm Dragon King once again and soared into the sky, but the storm did not hinder him. Murphy's figure shuttled through the storm, and the tens of thousands of orcs below were like ants in his eyes. Small.

Just then, a message appeared in the private message channel.

Ba Dao Wu Qing: Brother Aidan, is that you?To save face, let Muradin give it to us, the price is easy to negotiate.

Overbearing and ruthless Mo Fei still has a little impression. Back in Dagger Ridge, it was this guy who sold Hellscream's army of wolf cavalry to them. He didn't expect to meet him again today.

But Mo Fei is not in the mood to reminisce about the past at all, brothers are not for sale.

Aidan Delong: Get rid of the orcs, the noble dragon is not something you can buy from such despicable low-level races, take your soldiers and flee here immediately, this is your only chance to reap the mercy of the Storm Dragon King.

Ba Dao Wuqing: Okay, you are awesome, then don't blame the brothers for being cruel, don't forget that you are only one person, we have tens of thousands of troops, and you will be piled up to death.

Aidandron: You mortals, and I, are all ants.

This reply made Ba Dao Wuqing almost yell at him, saying that I don't know how to answer you, who is acting so forcefully.

Say nothing, just do it.

He nodded coldly at the warlord chiefs next to him, and everyone immediately blew the horn of attack.

The army of tens of thousands of orcs moved.

Facing the attack of tens of thousands of orcs, Murphy is not afraid. At this time, he has already distanced himself from the dwarves. There is no friendly unit around him, all of them are enemies, and there are tens of thousands of them, which is just perfect for triggering the attack. His hero specialty - [Lonely Brave]

Specialty effect: When there are no friendly units around you and you are surrounded by enemies (the number of enemies is greater than or equal to 10), you will get an extra 5% attribute bonus. The more enemies there are, the higher the attribute bonus will be. , can stack up to 50%.

Your abilities will also have a higher chance of reaching their power cap. 】

Generally speaking, the power of spells fluctuated up and down, especially for lightning-type skills, there was a huge gap between the upper and lower limits.

But with the talent of the lonely brave, it is equivalent to the highest damage every time.

At the same time, Murphy also has——

Son of the Storm - 50% lightning damage boost,
The first solution of Dragon Thunder - All lightning skills come with 10% real damage.

Thunderbringer - The power of all your lightning abilities has been increased by 10%, and all your lightning abilities are increased by an additional 30% when you are fighting in a storm.

With so many specialty buffs stacked up, Murphy's skill power at this time has reached an incomparably terrifying level.

At this time, facing tens of thousands of orcs, Murphy stood in the air, stood up and read the note, and began to use his dragon ability.

Dragon Thunder Storm!

In the surrounding storm, a strange crimson color suddenly appeared.The power of the dragon and thunder gathered in the storm, the dark green of the evil energy and the scarlet red of the dragon and thunder echoed each other, and the scene in the sky was extremely strange for a while
The difference is that the green color of evil energy is more like a sound and light special effect, but the dragon thunder instantly brings destruction,

A red dragon thunder blasted down, and the dozen orcs gathered together were instantly blasted into coke.

The second, and the third, the dragon thunders fell like raindrops. Since tens of thousands of orcs were crowded together, almost every dragon thunder would hit a pile of people.

Splash damage, conduction damage, every dragon thunder blasts down, the dense damage figures are almost impossible to count.

The orcs below didn't even know where to run, so they could only charge while throwing long-range weapons and shooting arrows.

But there is no hit rate at all in the storm.

The wind not only slows down the movement speed, but also makes the casting skills of the caster easily interrupted.

Some shamans tried to communicate with the wind elementals to calm the terrifying storm, but to no avail.

Looking at the killing prompts like swiping the screen, Mo Fei felt faintly happy in his heart, and at the same time, he gave birth to an aura of disdain for everything.

A mentality of arrogance to mortals.

Sure enough... these tiny orcs... in front of the power of the Storm Dragon King... aren't they really as insignificant as ants.

Thinking in his heart, he unleashed the power of thunder even more crazily. His will seemed to be integrated with the storm, and he controlled the landing point of each thunder and lightning to his heart's content.

The orcs below were bombarded piece by piece, and the sound of explosions from Longlei came one after another, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and electric current shot out, like purgatory.

(End of this chapter)