Use multiple uses.

All-purpose.

One mind and use thousands of things.

This is a comparison of the same concept, but it is not a heavyweight at all.

At best, Jaina is just trying to use multiple things, and it is already the limit to dealing with ten ways at the same time.

Kardgar died for twenty-six years and was shocked by Duke's "Hundred Hands" magical skills. By distracting his spirit and reading the plural collections of Karazan's library, he exercised his multiple spell casting ability. After so many years of training, Kardgar turned himself into a super spiritual creature that could do more than a hundred conflicting things at the same time without messing up.

It was obvious that Kadega was already exaggerating.

What's hateful is that through the powerful spiritual increase of the Ice Skeleton created by Kilgadan himself, Anastrian can control at least a thousand spiritual energy beams to attack the magic net at the same time.

"No! I can't stand it anymore!" In the magic net, Jaina and Kadega shouted desperately at the same time.

Kardga recruited helpers: the black witch Falina and the great star sorcerer Solanlian.

not enough!

A drop in the bucket!

Jaina gritted her teeth: "Open the middle and low-level permissions to all Mages of Morning Star or above in the Alliance, and ask for their help."

"this……"

"Don't hesitate! No matter how bad it is, it is better than being taken away by Anastrian! At worst, I will go back and apologize to Duke!" Jaina made the final decision.

The next second, Jaina's voice sounded from the entire magic net: "I am Gianna Prodmore, Queen of Kurtiras! Now the magic net has been attacked by the former Sun King Anastrian Sun Chaser, please help repel his attack..."

Here, Jaina tried every means to resist the Sun King's spiritual attack.

Over there, Kelthas called his phoenix. He risked his collapse and self-destruction to merge with his own phoenix again to gain combat power at the demigod level.

Because, the ice coffin of his devil's father began to grow bigger and bigger, and he had to use high-purity flame element magic to fight the expansion of ice.

Torim next to him had already retreated, and under this level of mental attack, he could not take action at all.

"That damn lich!" Torim cursed viciously.

Because the flaws in his mind have been found, the illusion of his deceased wife is constantly attacking his spiritual sea.

I don't know if Anastrian was forced to change careers from a fire-playing game to ice, which led to some unknown defects. He also attacked Kelthus, but his mental attack was more resolved by Kelthus's fiery spiritual fire.

The situation suddenly entered a stalemate.

Odur and his guardians all have mental defects, and Torim couldn't stand it, and there was no need to watch the other three. If Freya came up, she was forcibly controlled to reverse the water in minutes, that would be funny.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Sun King alone dragged down six demigods and two Xiri-level powerful men.

"Perhaps, we all underestimated the Lich King..." Jaina couldn't help but think of this former childhood sweetheart.

In the Ice Crown Fortress, fierce battles continue.

"Be careful!" Varian shouted, Valilla beside him jumped away with a quick step.

Almost as the female elf dodged, a terrifying storm came.

Lord Malogal, an undead creature with blue soul matter as the core and white bones as the support, brazenly activated a skill similar to the whirlwind slash.

The spikes of bones fixed on the soul energy ball opened and rotated at high speed in an instant. They looked more like a terrible mixer.

Everything that is touched by the bones will be stirred into pieces by it.

What made Varian's scalp even more numb was that the direction of Lord Malogal's travel after launching the [Bone Storm] was suddenly towards Broll's bear skin who had just been shot by him.

A huge bone spur penetrated the elf druid's waist sharply.

I don't know if Broll's internal organs were blown up.

No matter who it is, if you are penetrated by a bone spur of two meters long and thickest in the abdomen, it will definitely be painful.

In such extreme pain, Broll had previously shouted not to worry about him.

Varian gritted his teeth and jumped high, finally smashing his precious jumping skills on the bone thorn on Broll's body.

In fact, he made the right decision unknowingly.

Almost as he exploded the bone's thorn, Broll rolled away from the bone storm of the undead leader.

Blood splattered all over the floor, and Varian could see that an organ similar to a pig's waist almost fell out of the big hole in Broll's waist. Broll took it back with a quick look.

"No need to see it! He can't die." Valilla grabbed Varian.

Although Broll's face was extremely pale, the spells on his mouth and the casting gestures on his hands were not messed up at all. A ball of emerald green light rose from the palms of his hands and was pressed to his abdomen.

The huge blood hole began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just three or five seconds, the blood hole disappeared and replaced by a brand new belly.

Broll smiled bitterly: "I just barely let my internal organs return to their positions. It takes at least three minutes for me to recover about 30% of my combat power."

Varian trembled his hands and gritted his teeth: "I'll leave this battle to both of us."

I don't know how many times there were life and death fighting, Brolle guarded their backs.

This time, it was their turn to protect this respectable brother.

Varian merged the two magical artifacts on both hands to form a huge magical sword.

His sharp eyes swept across the body of Lord Malogal.

"Four skulls are not enough! You'd better have a thousand heads to cut me off"

The next second, his whole body turned into a fierce gale and blew towards the huge undead leader...

On the other hand, in a hall full of skeleton-faced floor tiles, Magni and Sandys-Yuyue were fighting against the Deadly Speaker Lady who cursed the God Cult.

The flames burst out from the Fire Demon Warhammer swallowed a huge humanoid distortion monster that was three people tall.

However, more monsters continued to rush out from the side doors on both sides of the hall.

More than a dozen supporters and fanatics of the Divine Cult are chasing the seemingly weak General Yuyue.

It was obvious that after 10,000 years of life, he was a second generation lower than his generation because he was Tyrande's adopted daughter. When Tyrande talked about his peer relationship with the leaders of the alliance, Sandys... was quite miserable.

Her suffocation was destined to be able to vent her breath only during the battle.
Chapter completed!