"Roar!" The roar of the two winged white tiger Quincy comes from the pain, and at the same time, it goes all over the world in pain, running rampant. But no matter how much Quincy collided, the flames were burning even more fiercely.

seeing this scene, there is deep helplessness in the eyes of the small marten and black Warcraft. Facing the red sun ball in the mouth of Bi Fang, it's not that they don't want to save it, but they can't.

every Warcraft has its own unique skill. Bi Fang has already surpassed the three of them in strength. Once the unique skill comes out, it can't be...