Menethil's Power

Chapter 535 Assassin War
In terms of pure strength, Lunara should have completely defeated all human beings except the guardian of Tirisfal and the pervert Isaacs. Even Uther can't match her. If the old Lightbringer is serious The ground and the tree demon were singled out, most likely because they couldn't keep up with the speed and were played around, and were finally submerged in endless tree spears and natural summons.

But strength is not everything. Experience, consciousness, and reaction speed are all important in battle. According to Isaacs' observation, Lunara is probably at the preschool level of the Royal Military Academy of Lordaeron in this regard. "The victory over the Horde was actually nothing more than gathering a large number of natural allies, and then letting them go on a rampage, forcing the Warsong tribe to retreat with absolute superiority.

You can't expect a dryad who usually just chats with cute little animals to have such excellent fighting qualities. In fact, Lunara is already pretty good. Most of the dryads are the kind of bears who are afraid of climbing trees. The baby is helpless, a soft and cute girl who can only cry and beg the adventurer for help.

If the combat literacy and strength do not match, then it is easy to overturn the gutter. Isaacs is not surprised that Lunara may be in trouble.

Maybe Lunara just discovered something of interest. After all, in Isaacs's induction, she was not directly hurt, but he should also meet with it. After all, after getting this emerald diamond, he There is no need to stop in this area.

Isaacs' body gradually became illusory and entered a super-dimensional state. The talent and ability of the bronze dragon completely exploded the thieves of any genre in Azeroth. Flawless.

Free movement in Maraudon is naturally a no-brainer.

Isaacs rushed to Lunara's location. The Maraudon underground palace is quite complicated, but Isaacs did not get lost. The exploration of Maraudon this time is in his plan. A bronze dragon agent has already arrived The terrain was ascertained here, and the map was recorded in the form of a hologram and handed over to Isaacs.

Not long ago, Cromin announced that Nozdormu needed to leave this timeline for a long time due to some "unexplainable" reason, and then took control of the bronze dragon group. The organization was formalized to facilitate management, so these space-time administrations were newly released, and each bronze dragon had its own exclusive position.The previous control of the situation in Kalimdor was the first action after the establishment of the Space-Time Administration.

In the past, the Bronze Dragon Legion had never worked in such a coordinated and orderly manner, which fully demonstrated the superiority of the system.

And this is also convenient for Isaacs to borrow their power. After all, he is not very familiar with other bronze dragons, and with the Space-Time Administration, he can directly dispatch the bronze dragons in the form of tasks to meet his requirements——Kromin Naturally, he was given the highest authority.

When he heard the sound of running water and smelled a faint stench, Isaacs knew that he was about to leave the area of ​​these activated plants, and he also noticed those ooze monsters, whose viscous gelatinous bodies were full of highly corrosive liquid , as long as a little external stimulation will produce a "burst" effect.

But Isaacs passed through them like a ghost without any physical contact. The principle of the super-dimensional state is a certain time dislocation. As long as he wants, he can not have any interaction with the current time point.

Then he saw Lunara.

The dryad's eyes were lifeless, and her delicate skin became extremely gray. Beside her was a forest guardian in a similar state. They wandered aimlessly, but they would not leave this area.

That is Celebras. According to the information of the Space-Time Administration, his identity should be the son of Remulos, that is, the grandson of Cenarius. He was ordered to find his uncle Zaltar about 1000 years ago, but he ended up taking himself up.

Isaacs looked around. According to the report made by the bronze dragon agent who was investigating Maraudon, apart from the Twilight Cultists who broke in and took Princess Theradras hostage, the most important ones in Maraudon The threat is a satyr named Willitan, who created the giant poisonous water elemental that Isaacs just killed.

According to the description in the report, Villitan's combat power is probably at the hero level that humans call, and he has excellent stealth skills. This is obviously an underestimation of this guy.

After all, agents of the Bronze Dragon will not show up to personally evaluate its strength, and there are also existences in Azeroth that the Bronze Dragon cannot understand, such as the Emerald Dream, the domain of the Green Dragon.

Whether it is Lunara or Celebras, their consciousness has been isolated at this time, but their communication with the Emerald Dream is still there, and the continuous power of the twisted dream spreads from them to the surroundings, maintaining the surrounding corruption and degeneration environment of.

Isaacs couldn't help admiring this Sartre, the other party was planning the Emerald Dream, and it succeeded!
The two heirs of Cenarius became tools for him to gain power!In Isaacs' opinion, this kind of mind and courage has surpassed that of Savis, who can only keep changing masters as dogs!

Isaacs suddenly admired this guy a little bit.

However, the top priority is to get Lunara out of this weird state. Generally speaking, it should be enough to directly threaten or kill the caster, but Isaacs was surprised to find that he couldn't perceive the satyr for a while. exact location of .

His astonishment only lasted for a while, and then he released his super-dimensional state, and his left hand began to condense the energy of the holy light, as if he was about to release Lunara's abnormal state.

Since you can't find it, just let the other party appear automatically.

But until he touched Lunara's forehead, nothing happened, and Isaacs was not in a hurry, and really began to inject holy light into Lunara's body.The dryad showed a painful expression, and groaned softly...

At this moment, a figure that was almost only visible in outline suddenly appeared behind Isaacs, and the dagger emitting a cold light pierced towards Isaacs' heart.

The corner of the human prince's mouth couldn't help but raise a smile. Excellent assassins will only choose to attack when the target is most defenseless, and generally speaking.The caster fears surprise attack most when channeling a spell.

But this theory doesn't apply to Isaacs.

The attack of the satyr assassin who appeared was fierce and deadly. The target was a normal humanoid creature, who didn't have the ability he needed, so he was merciless and tried to kill it with one blow.

But he suddenly found that the other party had disappeared suddenly.

Villitan knew it was terrible, the other party had the same powerful invisibility ability as him, and just when he had this consciousness, he suddenly felt a huge force on his right side, and then flew out, with severe pain and A burning sensation spread from the place where he was hit to the rest of his body.

Sartre's body hit the rock wall heavily. He didn't care to observe his injuries, and his body began to fade rapidly before landing. Only the stealth state could make him feel safe.

Isaacs shook his head slightly, a hole appeared in the palm of his hand of order, and a dazzling beam of light shot out several meters away. Sartre's figure immediately emerged, his thigh was dripping with blood, he staggered and fell to the ground, but struggled immediately Trying to stand up, at the same time the body began to fade.

It was another beam of light, and Sartre's other thigh was also severely injured. Isaacs has already looked down on the power of the Void Annihilation Cannon, but the firing speed and accuracy are still quite good.

Sutter let out a scream, and no longer tried to hide himself. He leaned on a rock to keep himself balanced, "How is it possible? How could you hurt me?" He roared in disbelief, with a trace of fear in his voice, he The most proud ability has completely failed.

He spoke Elvish, a very awkward tongue.

"The reason is simple. I also have the ability to enter the Emerald Dream." Isaacs replied in the same language.

After this satyr appeared, his invisibility ability was no longer effective for Isaacs. Traveling back and forth between the Emerald Dream and reality is indeed a very peculiar stealth ability, and it can even be said that Azeroth It is unique, and its principle is somewhat similar to that of the super-dimensional state, but to Isaacs, it is just a cheap cover-up for a little thief.

Who made him the only human being able to enter the Emerald Dream?

It stands to reason that Lunara shouldn't be attacked by this guy, but the pure dryad should only focus on reality, and never think about observing the enemy's movements from the dream.

Sartre didn't speak, his expression suddenly became grim, and a large amount of gray mist suddenly appeared. This was the power he had extracted and transformed from the Emerald Dream for hundreds of years. Is it to attack Isaacs directly, or to form a field.

It's not known exactly what will happen, as Villitan and the power he unleashes are suddenly stuck in a time-stasis state.

Isaacs is not very clear about how the law of time affects the Emerald Dream, but once the power of the dream enters the real plane, it will naturally be bound by time.

He snapped his fingers unhurriedly, and a golden solid rune of holy light appeared above Sartre's head, and after the stasis was lifted, the gray mist suddenly dissipated, and Villitan found in horror that he could not Mobilize any mental power.

This was apparently due to the rune that suddenly appeared above his head.

He immediately understood that there was an existence in front of him that he could not resist at all.He no longer resisted, was seriously injured, his mental power was sealed, and he had no ability to resist.

If the other party wanted to kill him, he would have died the moment he appeared.

"Are you Villitan?" Isaacs looked at Sartre in front of him. Although his demon appearance was ugly and hateful, there was a calm light in his eyes.

This is a sensible guy, so there is no need to kill him directly, and negotiate to get the most benefit.

Sartre nodded.

"You were originally a Highborne, a citizen of Azshara?" Isaacs asked again, which was deduced from the other party's language. Today's Kaldorei language is obviously different from that of 1 years ago, and Isaacs But he had personally dealt with the night elves of that period.

Sartre hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.

"In that case, you should have been living in Eresalas before. You discovered the abnormality of Maraudon thousands of years ago. After you got here, you developed a method to use the Emerald Dream. At the same time, you were lucky enough to meet An unlucky guy who came to your door made your research progress very quickly." Isaacs turned his gaze to Celebras who was still in a state of chaos.

This eloquent tone made Villitan's hair stand on end, and he couldn't hide his shock anymore. The other party deduced that although he didn't mention any details, what he said was not bad at all, "Why do you know this? Who the hell are you? Torcedrin sent you here," he asked, panting.

"It doesn't matter who I am, that poor fellow Torsedrin hiding in Eresalas has nothing to do with me." Isaacs said indifferently, looking at Sartre with cold eyes, "Now you consider It’s about buying your life with something.”

"What do you want? Most of my property is left in Eresalas, and this dagger is the only thing I have with me." Sartre swallowed and asked a very sensible question.

"What I want?" Isaacs pondered for a while, "Tell me how you can freely switch between reality and the Emerald Dream, so as to achieve perfect stealth?" He narrowed his eyes.

Villitan was silent, and suddenly began to cough violently. The previous blow from Isaacs caused him serious internal injuries, and the holy flames were still burning his internal organs, so he finally recovered, "You Isn't it also possible to achieve perfect stealth?" He asked rhetorically.

A beam of light came and rubbed against the edge of Villitan's injured leg, carbonizing a large piece of flesh. Sartre couldn't help screaming again, completely unable to stand, and collapsed to the ground.

"I'm asking you how you did it." Isaacs said flatly, without the slightest mercy.

(End of this chapter)