A Berserker and a Warlock. What would happen to them?
In reality, Lu Li didn't want to know.
He had already snuck up to the front. Besides his wife, Valeera Sanguinar also had the same idea.
This Blood Elf Assassin definitely didn't have any psychological pressure when it came to sneak attacks and backstabbing.
Thargas Anvilmar was indeed a powerful warrior. With an angry roar, he directly charged towards Interrogator Gerstahn. Interrogator Gerstahn's expression was solemn, and she threw her skills over as if they were free.
She was also nervous. Thargas Anvilmar didn't look like someone to be trifled with.
Thargas Anvilmar wanted to get closer, but the Interrogator did her best to stop him. While blocking, she also dealt damage. Very quickly, the descendant of the King of the Mountains was beaten black and blue, but it wasn't fatal. Berserkers usually exploded in desperate situations.
Interrogator Gerstahn knew that her crisis wasn't over, unless Thargas Anvilmar stopped breathing.
It was this sense of crisis that made Gerstahn ignore the three Assassins behind her. One attacked the back of her head, one attacked her temple, and one attacked her neck.
This time, Lu Li was responsible for the back of her head.
Valeera Sanguinar seemed to want to slit her throat and kill her opponent. Her attacks were extremely vicious.
In reality, the three Assassins seemed to have come out of nowhere, but their mission was no different from the previous time. They were only there to restrain Gerstahn. Interrogator Gerstahn's shield wasn't a joke.
Magic professions weren't afraid of Assassins, especially NPC Magic professions.
The one who truly decided the outcome of this surprise attack was still Thargas Anvilmar. His sledgehammer slashed down from above.
The transparent energy shield finally couldn't hold on any longer and completely dissipated.
The three Assassins' weapons hit the female Warlock at almost the same time, giving her no time to raise a second shield.
She was too confident, and felt that she was invincible in group battles.
If she was standing in the middle of a group of Iron Dwarves, she could look down on everyone and release magic at will. Whether it was a Berserker or an Assassin, if they couldn't even touch the corner of her clothes, they could only be beaten up by her.
Now, she had fallen because of her own conceit.
"That person wants to run!" It wasn't that Lu Li's eyes were sharp, but that he had been paying attention to the third Boss.
Even if they didn't drop any equipment, the Reputation they received was still a large sum of money. Moreover, if they killed all three Bosses, the rewards would probably be more generous.
Calamos Ashbeard!
His identity was not as simple as the commander of the Dark Iron Dwarves. His true identity should be the messenger of the Twilight Hammer.
The normal members of the Twilight Hammer were all believers.
The followers of the Twilight Hammer firmly believed that Azeroth would return to the rule of the Old Gods. Once the Ancient Gods returned, they would carry out a complete purge of Azeroth. At that time, all of the Titans' creations would be destroyed.
Only the truly devout could live on after the Day of Judgment.
The Twilight Hammer's scripture also clearly stated that all the devout who sacrificed themselves in the great cause would also be reborn in the new world. They would be remolded by the ancient gods and obtain true power beyond flesh and blood, beyond form, beyond life and death, and beyond the mortal body!
The lowest standard for a true devout was to be a messenger.
Messengers could directly express their devotion to the Ancient Gods and seek forgiveness from the Ancient Gods. This was the fanatical pursuit of every member of the Twilight Hammer.
Under certain conditions, messengers could obtain the blessings of the Ancient Gods. Through the secret dark rituals of the church, they could strip off their own flesh and blood and use pure elements to fill their own souls. They could transform themselves into a strange elemental creature – the "Elemental Ascender", obtaining power beyond form and flesh.
Finally, in the new world shrouded in Twilight, they would be bathed in the benevolence of the Ancient Gods.
Of course, Calamos Ashbeard had not yet obtained this privilege. He could not even compare to Colonel Samuelson, who could turn himself into a Faceless One. He was the one who sneaked into Stormwind City.
However, Calamos Ashbeard never felt that death was a form of devotion.
After his two assistants were killed, he began to run.
How could Lu Li let him escape? When he shouted, everyone saw Calamos Ashbeard trying to escape.
The Dark Iron Dwarves that Calamos Ashbeard brought with him, of course, couldn't compare to him when it came to devotion. Even he wanted to run, so the others wanted to run even more. As a result, a large number of Dark Iron Dwarves began to run.
An incompetent general would exhaust the army to death.
The corner of Lu Li's mouth twitched in ridicule. Right now, just in terms of fighting personnel, the Dark Iron Dwarves still held the absolute advantage.
The number of dwarves that Thargas Anvilmar brought with him was not large.
With the commander leading the escape, the chain reaction was that Thargas Anvilmar brought the dwarves to chase after their fellow Dark Iron Dwarves. With a small number of troops, they chased after the routed troops that far outnumbered them.
"Stop that bastard!" Thargas Anvilmar smashed a few obstructing Dark Iron Dwarves with his hammer and roared while pointing at the escaping Calamos.
His adjutant, Hajima, jumped over the railing of the bridge and finally dragged Calamos down from his mount. The two dwarves immediately wrestled into a ball. Seeing that there was no hope of escape, Calamos also became ruthless and firmly pressed Hajima into a disadvantageous position.
"Ah!" Hajima screamed.
"Let go!" Calamos was anxious.
Hajima tightly held onto Calamos, unwilling to let go, while Calamos used a dagger smeared with poison to stab Hajima's chest and abdomen. Stab, stab, stab …
The people on this side rushed over with all their might. A group of people surrounded Calamos and beat him up.
At first, Calamos could still scream a few times, but his voice gradually weakened. Finally, there was only the sound of bones breaking and the sound of bones and flesh mixing together. Very quickly, he turned into a pile of mud.
Hajima laid there, his body full of bloody holes. He wasn't dead yet, but he was almost there.
Lu Li took some medicine and bandages, and the others also applied some herbs on him. But no matter how expensive the herbs and medicine were, they couldn't stop this dwarf's life from slipping away.
Thargas Anvilmar hugged his brother and seemed to be crying silently.
Gorosh took over his command and led the dwarves to clean up and chase those Dark Iron Dwarves. After killing them, they threw the corpses directly into the surging torrents below the bridge.
After going through many battles, the fish and shrimp here were plump and full of the souls of the warriors.
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