The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Screams and wailing were one after another in the forest. The leading magic swordsmen killed many withered, but this was just a drop in the bucket for the number of withered. The guards fell one by one during the siege and were thrown to the ground. A soldier fell, and before he had time to kill the monster lying on his body, more withered men rushed up and buried him directly underneath.

"We must retreat!"

"They are too many!"

"Retreat is not allowed!" A magic swordsman swung his sword to chop the withered man in front of him, and then took the head of another withered man with a backhand sword. The Moonshade Leopard leaped, attacking the enemy trying to approach with its paws: "Kill them, this is the conspiracy of the rebels!...Ah!"

When he attacked the enemy with his sword, his arm was grabbed by another withered who rushed up. The withered opened his mouth full of fine teeth, and bit down fiercely. The magic swordsman raised his hand, and the burst of ice pierced the head of the enemy in front of him, but the enemy on the other side directly pounced on him. He was hit and he was still able to stabilize his balance, but he had not waited for him to take it back. Hand, the eight withered people around pounced on the Moonshade Leopard at the same time, and directly pulled him off the mount!

The forest was filled with a pungent **** smell, and the sharp wailing was accompanied by creepy chewing.

Half squatting on the branch, Ze Lin used the branches and leaves of the canopy to cover his figure. There are too many Withered. He originally planned to delay the opponent's footsteps, but he underestimated the number of Nightborne Exiled from Suramar over the years. So many children of the night were banished for different crimes, and fell into madness in despair and anxiety. Even he would not want to face such a weird and dangerous army. He originally thought that the number of withered in Sha'er'airan was not enough to fight against this guard, so Farodin turned into a bird and flew to the vicinity of the Moonshadow Temple, holding the magic crystal to attract the withered.

The ruler of Suramar must be worried about how to deal with this army of withered people gathered outside the city.

A crow flies across the sky, looking down from the sky, dense black shadows rushing to the forest, the arcane radiance in the forest seems to be surrounded by darkness, the darkness gradually devours the light, and the place where the arcane light shines more and more Less.

Zelin raised his head, and the crow circled over his head, flying towards the Shrine of Sha'er'airan. The demon hunter sighed, he jumped off the tree, looked at the crazy withered men not far away, and turned to leave.

The burst of flames overturned the withered ones, and Aluriel stared at more and more enemies in front of him.

"Everyone, regroup, retreat to Suramar City, and notify the guards of the Great Trail of the news here!"

"How about you, ma'am?!"

"So many withered people are definitely not gathering spontaneously!" Aluriel's eyes were full of anger: "I must go to Sha'er'airan, you retreat, these bugs can't stop me!"

Chapter Two Hundred and Twelve: Go Home

In Sha'er Ailan, the more and more dazzling magical light almost broke through the cracks in the walls and rocks, shining into the night outside.

"Yes, it's here, I'm going to succeed! There is a crack in their barrier, ah, I dare say, my stupid students didn't listen well in class at all. The magic lines must be woven neatly and symmetrically to avoid gaps. , I have emphasized this place how many times I don’t know, they just don’t listen! After we retake Suramar, I must grab their ears and ask them what they thought when making this barrier!"

"Then we have to wait until we win, Okules. Has the transmission channel stabilized?" Talissa urged. "We wasted too much time. Keldanus, is the magic crystal collection complete?"

"No problem, Master Arcanist." Kyle Dannas bent over and bowed to Talissa. "We collected some magical powers and rearranged them in some places so that no one might find that the magical powers here are being mined. At least there is no need for me to set up an enchantment to expel the Withered. The Withered have never dared to enter here."

"Valtoy, has the map of the magic net been recorded?"

"Of course, you don't have to doubt my ability, Talissa." Valtoy held a wine bottle in one hand and dragged a wooden board with the other hand, on which a circuit diagram was drawn. She stood on the ground, staring at the pattern recorded on the magic net on the ground: "I suggest to destroy this place before leaving, lest Elisand’s lackey can find out where we might be hiding in the future based on this magic net distribution map. Stronghold. No matter where you are, I suggest that you must hide in the magic network node. At least, we can get a steady supply of magic power in the node."

"No, this is an ancient legacy and must be preserved." Talissa shook her head: "Don't worry about the supply of magic power, we can get more magic power from the outside world, there is a sun in the palace of Quel'Thalas in Sindorei The Well is the same as the Well of Dark Night. The magic power there is enough for us to persevere."

Valtoy looked at the blood elf on the side, and Jamily nodded.

"Then this is really good news, I hope we won't be reduced to the point where we have to be sent under the fence."

"When you see outsiders, be polite to them, Valtoy." Talissa frowned. "Outsiders are kind to us, and we need their strength."

"I understand." Valtoy nodded, "I will pay attention."

"Okay, here they are!" Okules said loudly, "They will be...Talissa, get out of the way, their teleportation sign is by your side."

Talissa quickly moved away, and Yamily opened her eyes wide. She still didn't understand what happened. The next moment, the light of five teleportation techniques instantly surrounded her.

Talissa raised the magic wand and looked at the teleportation location on alert. Valtoy and Kyle Danus were standing behind her. Ocules was still staring at the magic circle, seeming to want to find something on it. When the light disappeared, five magicians wearing violet shirts, three men and two women were revealed.

The leading female mage frowned and swept around. Her gaze stayed on Talissa in front of her for a while, as if she had sensed something, she turned to her back.

"Sina, Mrs. Sina?" Yamily opened her eyes wide.

"The goal is determined." Sharona waved her hand, and the other war mage put down the wand raised by guard: "Prepare to teleport for the second time." As she said, she looked at the Night Son again. "Which one of you is Chief Arcanist Talissa?"

"It's me." Seeing that the battle mages were no longer on guard, she also lowered the wand she raised. "If I'm not mistaken, you are not the Lady Proudmoore who contacted us."

"I work for Ms. Proudmoore. She ordered us to use teleportation to move you to a safe place." Rina frowned, and she looked around: "Why didn't I see Zelin's figure? What's the matter, Blood Elf? Didn't he stay in the Broken Isles to save you? He wasn't with you?"

Amelie subconsciously took a step back under Surina's compelling question.

"No, yes, that's it, ma'am. Just now some of the Cha'dorei guards who had taken refuge in the devil chased here, and the sir went outside to set up some obstacles to delay them..."

"What?" Sharuina's brows were almost frowned into Chuanzi: "Then where is he now?"

Suddenly, there were rapid footsteps outside. At the top of the spiral staircase, the figure of Zelin first appeared, and then an elk jumped in, gradually changing into the appearance of Farodin as it walked forward.

"Hurry up, there are a lot of enemies outside, even though they are being withered..." As he walked down the stairs, Zelin's footsteps gradually stopped, his gaze was placed on Mage Dalaran. "Rina?" Then, he let out a long sigh: "Oh, you succeeded? Great, leave quickly, now it's dangerous here!"

"Stand together, we will use teleportation spells to send everyone out!" Sharina waved her hand, and the battle mages behind her immediately prepared to cast the spell: "Put away your staff, Xia'dorei, this teleportation is absolutely There can be no unnecessary interference. There are too many people to transmit. Ms. Proudmoore will respond on the other side."

Others walked within the area surrounded by the four battle mages. Talissa glanced at the temple behind him, and received the staff behind his shoulders. Valtoy looked at the costumes of the battle mages, shook his head at the iron armor on them, and resisted the thought of judging. Ocules was carrying his research tool, which was heavy, he could only drag it, and a battle mage wanted to help him carry it.

"Oh, no, no, just leave it to me. This thing is very precise. You can't touch it too hard in some places, otherwise errors will occur."

Kyle Danus caught the Withered Man he found. He still refused to give up the experiment, but Farodin walked to him and returned him the soothing wand. Yamily clasped Zelin's arms tightly with both hands and clung to the demon hunter's side. She looked a little bit to cry, but she couldn't stop the smirk on her face. After experiencing so many disasters these days, she suddenly had the illusion that she was a world away, as if she was still lying in the magic hotel in Dalaran. This was just a dream, and she would wake up soon.

But she can't wait to leave this nightmare.

Following the spells chanted by the battle mage, a circular teleportation circle appeared on the ground. The four battle mages stood on opposite corners of each other, and Ruina stood in the middle, raising her wand. The light gradually converged on the top of the head.

"Don't try to escape, traitor!"

An angry shout appeared at the entrance of the temple. The Magic Swordsman appeared on the edge of the platform. She grabbed the guardrail and turned over and jumped down.

"Aluriel?!" Talissa cried out in surprise.

"Traitor, today is your end!"

Aluriel landed steadily on the ground, she raised the magic sword and rushed towards the teleportation circle. "Stop your magic, outsider! Otherwise, you will be enemies of Xia'dorei!"

"Stop her!"

Ruina ordered to the battle mage.

"You keep teleporting, I'll come..." Zelin was about to pull out the ebony blade, but Talissa took a step forward.

"Thank you for the magic wine, Zelin, give this to me." Facing the charge of Aluriel, Talissa raised her hand, whistling her lips and quickly chanting a subtle inaudible spell. She chanted the spell very fast, almost just an instant of effort. The moment her fingers made gestures, Zelin felt a cold wind sweeping by the chief arcanist, rushing out of the teleportation circle, and rolling up the battle of the wizards. Gown.

Aluriel jumped up, the magic sword full of energy exuding aggressive heat.

But she didn't cut it in the end.

Two golden runes appeared beside Aluriel, surrounding her like a chain. Aluriel remained in the jumping posture, stagnating in mid-air. Fierce eyes almost burst into flames, and his slightly open mouth showed a row of white teeth, but the fierceness on his face seemed to swallow them alive.

"Solved." Talissa looked at the magic swordsman who was imprisoned in mid-air by the golden rune. "Let her reflect slowly here for a while. Xia'Dorei suffers from the devil's minions, but the power master bows in front of the devil."

"What is this?"

"Time imprisoned." Talissa returned to the teleportation circle. "It consumes a lot of money. If it weren't for you to send supplies, I really don't know if I can use this trick. Elisand understood the mystery of time in the dark night well, although I can't stay like her all day. Next to the dark night well, but I also learned a few tricks from her. Don't say anything, she can see and hear us, it just slows the flow of time around her. I still can't reach the level of the Great Magister. "