The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Don't worry, these guards have been out of the city to search for four days. They can't leave the dark night well for too long and won't search here carefully." Farodin seems to have been dealing with the Suramar guards for a long time. "Ailisander should know more about what her subordinates are thinking. The guards are not willing to leave Suramar for missions at all. She dispatched the guards directly to search. The guards didn't want to find fugitives for the Grand Magister, and It is to report that the search has failed as soon as possible and then return to the city to enjoy the power and pleasure that the magic wine brings to them."

After the two cavalry disappeared on the mountain road, Farodin walked out of the tree.

"It's very close to Shal'airan. I have to return to the Temple of Moon Shadow. There may be something the druid needs."

"Thank you, Druid." Kyle Danners thanked Farodin: "I owe you and outsiders a favor. If there is a need, I will definitely help you."

"May Elune bless you."

Farodin looked at the back of Kyle Danus returning to Sha'er Ailan, then turned to look at Zelin who was still waiting in place: "Did your friend be rescued?"

"They have successfully evacuated." Zelin nodded: "However, there was an unexpected situation. I did not expect to rescue another friend I knew from the Demon Fortress. As a result, the number of evacuees exceeded the previous plan, so I stayed. Come down, join my friends, and wait for the next rescue."

"I thought it was the exiled Nightborne who hired you to do things for them." Farodin retracted his gaze: "Be careful, the werewolves, the withered people's desire for magic power may change them into another appearance. They want to get magic power too much. But if you inhale too much at one time, it will bring destruction."

"What do you know about that Withered Man, don't you?" Zelin asked suddenly: "I guess, you used to help the exiled Night Son, definitely not just help them sneak back in secret."

"I thought there was a way to help the Withered to become Cha'dorei again and heal their bodies hollowed out by magic." Farodin sighed: "Unlike Sin'dorei, Cha'dorei's city was built in the dark night. By the side of the well, for ten thousand years, they have been bathed in high concentrations of magic power all the time. Under the induction of magic power, their bodies have become more dependent on it than any kind of elves. In the past, Sindorei relied on the Holy Light The power of this neutralizes the arcane arts in the body and balances their bodies."

"Since there is a cure...no wonder, Yamily has been away from magic for so long and there is no abnormality in her body. Oh, I'm talking about my blood elf friend."

"That is the power of Naaru. While purifying the well of the sun, it balances the light and arcane in the source of power." Farodin spread his hand: "I...I planned to use life Power helps the exiled Night Sons, a source of mixed powers of arcane and life can help them get rid of their hunger for magic. In fact, the ancient legacy has left a similar seed. I have read the Hammer of Doom The upper elf literature of Suramar recorded that the nobles of Suramar believed that the magic power of the dark night well was still insufficient, so they figured out another way to absorb the power of the underground magic net and created a kind of magic tree called Akan'dor."

"Just like a tree absorbs underground water, Akan'dor can absorb the underground magic net and produce pure magical fruits. In this way, Suramar can provide food full of arcane energy to the entire ancient elven kingdom. To replace the usual diet. But later the Burning Legion invaded, and the magic tree in Suraman was destroyed by war. After the sky fell and the earth broke, Elisande ordered the blockade of Suramar city, so the magic tree outside the city gradually withered. But... .." Faroddin paused. "I found two seeds that still contain power."

"So what happened?" Zelin asked seriously: "They are thinking of ways to take in more magic power. Is it harmful to do so? Needless to say, I think you used up the seeds. What happened?"

"Those seeds can bring peace to the withered, so I decided to plant a seed and use the life force to help it grow until it can bear fruit to help the exiled Xia'dorei avoid degenerating into the fate of the withered." Rodin rubbed his forehead: "But I am not a mage, and the energy needed by Akan'dor has exceeded my expectations. The energy in the tree got out of control before it matured. It exploded and completely destroyed the Moon Shadow Temple. The high-intensity magic power released in an instant caused all the exiles to mutate...They turned into Fal'dorei, a kind of spider monster."

Farodin took a deep breath.

"I thought I would be able to save them, but turned them all into Nerubians. You are helping them and doing what I have done in the past. I hope you know about this." The druid was serious. Zelin said: "Warn them that losing magic will degenerate them, but getting magic beyond the body's capacity at one time will also cause them to mutate. I can see that the arcanist wants to study that withered man. That's it. The Withered Man should be the second seed that touched my seal in the Moonshadow Temple. Tell him, stop studying it, it will only bring destruction. I have been helping the exiles to return to Suramar, if The exiles you know are willing to return and can find me. May Elune bless you."

After that, Farodin turned and left.

Seeing Farodin's back, Zelin suddenly said, "Maybe someone else can solve this problem?"

"Huh?" The druid stopped.

"You have been helping the exiled Night Son in the past. You have found a lot of results. Why not share it with other people who have the same idea?" Zelin followed: "You have been in the Broken Isles for a long time, but this After a Burning Legion invasion, the islands will certainly not be isolated from the world. Many people will come here, including other archdruids and the most wise magicians in Dalaran, maybe they can find a way to achieve your help The Night Son got rid of the idea of ​​magic addiction."

"A failure will kill many people, Werewolf. This is the last seed, absolutely no risk." He shook his head: "I will seal it. Once I leave the seal, the seed will quickly wither if it is not planted. This matter must be kept secret, otherwise Suramar will definitely come to **** this seed."

"Then go to other experts who are proficient in magic, and ask them to find a way." Zelin made a please gesture to Farodin: "I'm about to get in touch with the mage in Dalaran, maybe Dalaran may be inside. There are legion spies, but I think the Council of Six is ​​credible. They are all experts and masters in magic, and they have been committed to fighting the Burning Legion."

Farodin thought for a while.

"Um..... If the Dalaran Council of Six is ​​willing to waste their time and help these helpless withered people. That would be great. I hope they can treat the withered people as people in need, and It is not some kind of irrational beast, and there is still a soul in their bodies. Bless Elune, my people have always disliked magic. If you can have the assistance of a reliable archmage, this might be easier." Suddenly, Farodin Lifting his head, Zelin heard a faint footstep: "Who is it?!"

The demon hunter looked in the direction of the footsteps, and the three Nightborne Guards escaped from behind the tree. They quickly ran to the mountain road with two moon shadow leopards tied to the roadside.

"Can't let them tell Elisand!"

A dazzling green light suddenly burst from the hands of the valleywalker.

The forest suddenly came back to life. The weeds and vines became obstacles and tripped a soldier. The soldier staggered trying to get up. Then he was entangled with more grass and was tightly imprisoned on the ground. To be dragged into the soil. Zelin raised the crossbow and pulled the trigger. The guard on the left fell forward and fell to the ground with a crossbow arrow inserted in his back. He then turned to the other side. The second guard slammed forward at the moment his companion hit the arrow, and the arrow flew over his head. Over.

A tree vine entangled his arm, Night Son drew his waist knife and cut off the vine with one knife. Then, he staggered forward and ran a few steps forward, with an arrow in his back. Zelin walked forward, ready to attack again after entering range.

The roar of the cheetah echoed in the maple forest. A moon shadow leopard pounced on it. Zelin raised his hand, and the cheetah flew upside down and hit a tree. The maple leaves rustled. Another cheetah who had lost its owner also rushed over. Zelin avoided the blow, turned and kicked the cheetah, and the beast wailed. The druid chanted a spell, and the two leopards turned around and stared at Farodin, their pupils glowing in the darkness as if they were examining the enemy in front of them. After a few seconds, they slowly backed away, gave up the attack and turned and fled into the forest.

The second-ranked Night Son rushed to the mount and slapped the mount vigorously. The Moonshade Leopard immediately rushed out and ran towards the city of Suramar.

"I will chase it!"

Zelin took out Avak's skull, and a cloud of blue flame spewed out in the air. The ghost horse neighed and jumped out of the flame, leaving a string of flame footprints on the ground.

"Death knight?!"

Farodin asked in surprise.

"You deal with the remaining two night sons!"

He pointed to the enemy who fell to the ground and was entangled by vines. When Avak ran over, he reached out and grabbed the reins, turned on his horse, and chased out in the direction where the Nightborne Guards disappeared.

Chapter 2206 Lurking

"Run faster, Avak, faster!"

The woods dyed red by maple leaves retreated quickly, and horses' hooves rattled on the white cobblestone path. Zelin leaned down, lying on his horse's back, sweeping the hanging branches over his head.

"The things of the Night Son have nothing to do with you, outsider! It's no good to stand with the traitor!" The guard lay on the back of the mount, yelling with pain mixed in. "You are defying the orders of the Grand Magister!"

Ze Lin pursed his mouth, he left the reins with both hands, raised his crossbow arrows, aimed at the enemy running ahead, calculating the distance in his mind. This distance may be enough, but they are running, and it is certainly impossible to shoot each other at the extreme distance.

The guard raised his hand, arcane shimmer radiating from his wrist. Zelin couldn't help urging Avak to run faster. He aimed at the opponent, the Night Son lying on the back of the mount, behind him was covered with armor, so the crossbow arrow moved down and aimed at the cheetah.

"Stop it, you are challenging an unimaginable force!"

"I know what I am challenging, Xia Duolei!" Zelin narrowed his eyes slightly, and the distance between the ghost horse and the moon shadow leopard was getting closer and closer. "And I have challenged it more than once!"

Pulling the trigger, the Moon Shadow Leopard wailed and fell forward. The rider on his back lost control and rushed out. With a clatter of his cheeks, he made intimate contact with the pebble ground and slid forward several meters before stopping.

The moment the guard stopped, immediately grabbed the weapon, turned around and raised the double-edged sword. The ebony blade slashed across, and the handle between the two blades flashed with a flash of fire, and it was cut neatly.

Zelin grabbed the reins, and the guards behind him got up, with arrows stuck in their backs, clutching his injured abdomen, staggering and running towards the bushes on the side of the road. The demon hunter turned over and got off his horse, drew out his flying knife and flicked his wrist.

"Ah!"

The flying knife pierced the gap between the leg armor and the boots, and pierced into the knee socket. Xia Duolei screamed and fell to the ground again, disappearing into the knee-high weeds.

Zelin strode over and drew out the ebony blade. The Night Son struggled to stand up, and lifted the one-sided knives remaining after the break and used them as short knives: "What you are challenging is just a bunch of trash. When you see Suramar who has the power of the Legion, you will understand that, Chadorei Will rule the world!"

"Someone here!"

Zelin just raised the blade, and suddenly, two knights riding the moon shadow leopard rushed out of the mountain, followed by five guards holding short swords. They wore simple leather armor.

"Encircle them!" The rider riding on the Moonshade Leopard grabbed the reins and ran a circle around the Demon Hunter and the Nightborne Guard. The soldiers behind them immediately surrounded them in a circle.

Zelin raised his hand, Avak's figure disappeared into the air like weathering, and the flying soot gathered in the skull of the demon hunter's palm. A gloomy light flashed in the skull's eye sockets, and then he was calm again.

The rider riding on the Moon Shadow Leopard glanced at Zelin, then turned his gaze to the injured Nightborne Guard.

"This is an outsider hired by Talissa. Catch him. He knows where the traitor is hiding!"

The guard panted, and a rider jumped off the Moon Shadow Leopard and walked to the guard.

"What are you talking about?"