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Many giant abominations as vanguards detonated rapidly at the same time.
Into a giant torch of tree roots.
Still struggling, howling, and wriggling, it looked particularly terrifying.
But the army of the undead has no concept of fear at all.
Still charging forward one after another.
Seeing this scene, Pfister waved the staff of time lightly.
The fire then spread among the other undead guards.
Then one pass ten, ten pass one hundred.
Soon thousands of enemy troops were incinerated.
Most of these enemy forces are cannon fodder.
It was the newcomer who was pulled up.
In the past, Pfister was still a legend or even a master.
It can also be harvested in large quantities.
However, it is far less easy to freehand and capture traces than it is now.
Consumption is also much higher than it is now.
——Pfister basically used the power of law before.
Induces the enemy's body fat to spontaneously combust.
Energy loss is almost negligible.
And this is one of the horrors of Sanctuary.
Although most of the skeleton soldiers and ghouls are consumables, the leader of the enemy is not a fool.
Naturally do not want to do deadweight loss.
Order the army to stop charging and stand by.
Of the enemy forces, only one column of high-ranking death knights was still advancing.
It was Alsace and his personal guards.
Now Alsace's hair was gray and white, and his pupils had also turned blue.
There was a stern smile on the corner of his mouth.
The whole body is full of evil breath.Obviously has fallen very deeply.
After obtaining the protection of the Lich King.
His strength has risen sharply.
Has reached the pinnacle of legend.
In the soul of Arthas, there is also the seal of law bestowed by the Lich King.
And the strength is stronger than the two warlords of N'Zoth, but not weaker.
Although not as good as the real sanctuary.
It is much stronger than the legend.
It's no wonder that Rhonin claimed that he was almost invincible, and Cirvanas could only retreat.
It's a pity that this kind of strength can no longer be seen by Pfister.
He has improved recently.
It has been called a senior sanctuary.
For the current him, if he has not reached the eighth ring, he will eventually be an ant. In one-on-one, it is difficult to pose a threat to him.
In addition, the great sword in Alsace's hand also attracted his attention.
The volume of this diseased sword is far greater than that of common one-handed swords.
But it's one size smaller than a two-handed sword.
The format is somewhere in between.
The material can be said to be quite special.
Like gold but not gold, like ice but not ice.
It is full of gorgeous patterns that look like paintings and seals.
It looks as if it is not a weapon, but a top-level work of art.
Feist is quite familiar with this shape.
Moreover, I also felt the incomparably terrifying and rule-level shadow energy from it.
I knew it should be the famous Frostmourne!
When Fith stared at him, Arthas watched him too.
"Mephistos is right, you are here, Uncle Pfister!" Alsace said loudly, and then he became more and more arrogant, "You were my idol when I was a child, and now I can pick you down as a The footnote to my rise could not be better!"
Pfister's eyes were slightly cold when he heard this.
Xindao Alsace is really crazy.
Can't even see the contrast of strength and weakness.
Half reprimanded, half regretted: "Look at your current appearance, Alsace. It is your excessive pride that made you come to where you are today."
But Alsace said indifferently: "Stupid and short-sighted! Now I am stronger than ever, and I will live forever."
Seeing the other party being so unreasonable, Pfister's heart ached.
Stop thinking about talking to him.
He snorted coldly and said, "If that's the case, go to hell and repent to those souls who were wrecked by you!"