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But that didn't bother Pfister.

At this moment, he slowly stretched out his index finger, and a handful of blazing flames burst out from it.

Pfister then placed it on the Gorefiend's runeblade.

Obviously the fire was not blazing, but the Gorefiend was in great pain.

Immediately trembling and begging his forgiveness.

Do your best to bow your knees.

Seeing that Pfister didn't express anything, he turned to yelling again.

The reason why the Gorefiend was so anxious was because the flames created by Pfister were much more powerful than they looked.

Contains the law of 'hot fire' that has entered the hall.

When it is scorched to hot, everything is burnt.

And the catharsis of the Gorefiend didn't last long.

The flame quickly burned the blade.

Numerous runes were subsequently shattered.

The next moment, the temperature dropped a few degrees out of thin air.

A strange soul like an aberration disappeared in a flash.

Seeing this, Pfister secretly thought: I don't know if the Bloodfiend will go to the Shadow Realm or the Twisting Nether.

But no matter where it is, there will be no good fruit to eat.

It can be regarded as retribution!

Thinking about it this way, Pfister really did a great thing.

In addition, Turayang and others also need to thank him.

After all, an imperfect legend like Gorefiend is nothing to Pfister.

But for Tulayang, who is at the peak of the master, he is a strong opponent.

Pfister helped him clear the obstacles, and it was also considered to have repaid the debt owed to his marriage.

Then Pfister thought for a while.

Step back outside the cave and begin channeling spells.

The next moment, the body of the gorefiend, which was already full of dead energy, was torn apart and exploded.

A large amount of dark negative energy spread in all directions.

In an instant, the cave collapsed.

Bury all traces.

It is quite famous in the dark world of 'corpse explosion'!

Feeling the powerful negative energy gradually overshadowing the arcane energy and fire energy, Pfister couldn't help but smile.

After inspecting the surrounding environment to ensure that there were no clues left, he left.

Of course he didn't return to Dalaran.

Instead, according to the direction guided by the compass that does not point north, he began to look for the deployment of the blood demon.

It's a pity that Pfister was a step late.

When they arrived, they found that the group had been captured by Kel'Thuzad, Solanlian and others.

At this moment, Pfister couldn't help sighing secretly.

The secret path was originally waiting for all the schools in Dalaran to stop, and even when some people showed symptoms of magic addiction, they would drive the floating city to be the savior.

This time it seems that there is no chance.

After all, the Eye of Dalaran is different from the "Book of Medivh", and it is not owned by Pfister.

Now that the opponent has already succeeded, it is naturally impossible for him to attack another friendly army.

So Pfister quietly returned to the city.

His mirror image is doing well, and the experiment is almost complete.

Afterwards, Pfister quickly dispelled the mirror image, removed the disguise, and returned to his original identity.

As if nothing had happened.

Chapter 144

After the experiment was over, Pfister recorded the data.

Then I went to rest in my free time.

In the early morning of the next day, he went to Violet Fort and visited Antonidas.

He also proposed to send personnel to support the Allied Forces.

In his mind, even though the Eye of Dalaran had been retrieved, the opponent had a strong character and would definitely not tolerate the orc's provocation.

But Pfister still underestimated Antonidas' determination.

The other party seems to have a plan for a long time.

Now, with a big wave of his hand, a quota of 1500 people is given.

And developed ultra-high-standard incentives.

In any respect, the investment is much larger than that during World War I.

Obviously Antonidas got really angry this time!

Although the mages in Dalaran are relatively autistic on weekdays, that is when their core interests are not threatened.

But it doesn't mean that he is a good man and a believer.

This time, they almost lost the foundation of their lives, and all the casters were full of anger.