The gnolls that were charging at the front somehow fell to the ground. Their low IQ could not understand what it meant to increase the damage.
The outermost layer was indeed fluttering snow, but the slowness was just an illusion to deceive the eyes of these low-IQ creatures. The closer to the center, the denser the icicles became, from the size of a thumb to the size of a goose egg, and even the size of a brick. These icicles whistled as they fell from the sky, and some of them even created strong air turbulence.
The falling icicles shattered on the ground, and the cold ice powder flew all over the sky.
The bone-chilling cold air numbed their nerves, and they did not even notice that the icicles that fell on their heads were not small hailstones, but long icicles that looked like icicles.
A few of the gnolls that did not have eyes were smart enough to raise their small leather shields and rush through the killing zone created by the ice storm, but they did not end up any better than the previous ones. One by one, they were pierced into sieves by the icicles that fell from the sky.
Makarov and the others held their breath, nervously holding their shields in front of them and holding their swords as they stared at the attack of the gnolls.
What they saw was the gnolls charging at them under Hogg's command … and then they fell … and again … and again …
It was as if the gnolls that were charging at them were not terrifying monsters that could kill them, but fat pigs that were sent to the slaughterhouse.
Everyone watched as the ice storm surrounded them in a ring shape. It did not affect them at all, but according to the intensity of the attack of the gnolls, the icicles became denser and thinner.
It was as if the person in the carriage would run out of mana at any time, as if this exaggerated offensive defensive circle would collapse at any time, but that did not happen. Every time the density of the icicles decreased, as if they could not kill even one more gnoll, their mana seemed to be magically replenished, and the density of the icicles immediately returned to its original state.
Under Hogg's angry roar, the gnolls tried to retreat many times, and they braced themselves to attack Makarov and the others again, but without exception, they became frozen corpses in the ice storm.
From the beginning to the end, everyone could not help but feel a little numb.
It was as if the people that were charging at this defensive circle were not the subordinates of the [Nightmare of the Elven Forest], but a group of sheep abandoned by the Shepherds to endure the snowstorm.
Someone muttered about how much bounty they could get from so many Gnolls' claws.
Makarov's son's mood was even more youthful as he extended his sword to test the might of the Ice Storm that was just inches away from him.
"No —" Makarov's expression changed. He could almost imagine his son turning into an ice sculpture like those stupid gnolls.
After all, in his eyes, even those Sky Wizards who had been famous for many years, or even Morning Star Wizards, did not have such fine control abilities.
Unexpectedly, with a stretch of his sword, the encirclement of the Ice Tempest actually bulged outwards.
"Hey!"
Before he could be proud of himself, his father suddenly pulled him back.
"Dad, I'm fine!?"
The young man's eyes widened in disbelief. If his father hadn't pulled him back, he would have been a corpse by now.
It was just a distance of a few fingers, but the blade of a super huge axe made of flagpole tied to stones almost brushed past his face. The huge axe swept up gravel and icicles that swept across his forehead, leaving behind a few streaks of blood. He could not imagine what would have happened if he had taken this attack head-on.
His head and neck, as well as his helmet that should have had defensive properties, would have been blown apart in an instant. He would have become an unknown object that was neither flesh nor metal!
"Hiss —" Looking at the shocking attack that split apart the Ice Tempest, almost every mercenary sucked in a breath of cold air.
Looking at Hogg's terrifying figure that bore through the sky full of icicles and forcefully broke through the Ice Tempest's encirclement to kill his way into the defensive circle, anyone would wonder if there was a human that could match this monster.
The answer was … there was!
The carriage door that was never opened other than when Duque pooped opened with a creak. The blue and white mage robe with the emblem of an earth mage was the most eye-catching thing in this moonless night.
The violent Ice Tempest suddenly changed its direction. It no longer fell from above, but with the carriage as the center, it poured out diagonally.
"Arghhhh —" The screams of the Gnolls reached their peak in an instant.
But everyone knew that this was not the end.
Many Gnolls had died, and many more were injured. However, at least 40% of the Gnolls were still intact.
Duque, who had not spoken a word since the start of the battle, put his hand on Makarov's shoulder and said: "Makarov, while I'm fighting Hogg, you and your men should try to break out of the encirclement. If anyone makes it back to Stormwind City alive, tell Lord Norton that Duque has betrayed his trust. "
Makarov shook his head: "Let's not talk about whether people will hire mercenaries who abandon their employers. Just abandoning the benefactor who saved my son's life is enough to disqualify me from being a human. "
Makarov and the mercenaries behind him had the same expression. Their eyes were filled with the same determination to fight to the death.
Duque was silent for a second: "Then you and your men take care of yourselves."
In the next moment, Duke's deep black eyes met with Hogg's scarlet eyes, which were not far away.
Even though they did not speak the same language, they both understood that this would be a battle between king and king.
Whoever won, the rest of the enemy's forces would collapse in an instant.
"Hah! Hah! Hah! Hah — "Hogg's thick nose twitched as he panted heavily. The thirst for blood stimulated his senses.
An arm that was even thicker than Du Ke's waist suddenly burst out, and the explosive muscle strength was revealed in an instant. Hogg easily lifted the nearly six-meter-long self-made axe onto his shoulder. In an instant, his domineering aura overflowed.
Duque stood up proudly.
At this time, the Gnolls who had been defeated rushed up again.
The gnolls had two tactics: scatter, or swarm.
What would happen to Makarov and the rest? This was not something that Duque could take care of. He focused all his attention on Hogg.
If it was Duque who just came out of Stormwind City, he would definitely not be Hogg's match.
Hogg's mistake was that he let his lackeys go first.
Duque did not know that experience points existed in the World of Azeroth. It was a little inappropriate to call it experience points, because the system notification clearly stated:
"Congratulations, because the host used the compound spell [Ice Storm] composed of [Darsong's Cold Prison] and [Blizzard] to kill the Gnoll, you have refined 110 soul force from the Gnoll's body. You can use this power to expand your magic circuits. "
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