Menethil's Power

Chapter 60 The God of Lynx
Quel'Thalas has been established for more than 7000 years. When this ancient kingdom is completely enraged, the power it erupts is terrifying.When the alliance army left this land, the Silvermoon Council finally dispatched the real combat power of the high elves.

The three legions of Sunfury, Fire Wing, and Flame Eagle, combined with the Ranger troops and the Farstriders, completely controlled the situation in just half a month.The trolls who lost the help of the tribe were isolated and helpless, and the leader Zul'jin was missing, so they could only retreat steadily.

But the victory did not bring Lor'themar Theron the slightest sense of joy, because what he now had to face was the most difficult existence in the Silvermoon Council - Dar'Khan.The mage lord has been following the ranger army since three days ago, and visits Lor'themar at least three times a day.

Arriving at the border between Zul'Aman and Quel'Thalas, Dar'Khan again showed up unannounced. "Your Excellency Theron, what are you thinking?" he asked in a disgusting tone.

"I can only answer one thing, that is, I will never hand Halaz to you."

Dar'Khan was silent for a moment. "Looks like we'll have to be honest. Look, Lor'themar, even if you capture Halraz, it's just adding to your credits, but if you take him Leave it to me, and the Drahir family will make you a Ranger General directly."

However, Lor'themar seemed completely unmoved, "Sylvanas is the leader of the ranger army, and I am only acting as her temporary responsibilities, so I have no authority to deal with such an important prisoner."

"Sylvanas is no longer the Ranger General! You are the current supreme commander of the Ranger Army!" Darkan seemed a little annoyed.Zul'jin had escaped from him, and he must have a captive of sufficient weight to offset the guilt.If Lor'themar remains silent, it means that Dar'Khan alone will bear the cost of the council's plan to suppress the Windrunner family.

"Really?" Lor'themar deliberately made a puzzled expression, "Since I am the commander of the Ranger Troop now, my answer has already been said before, I will never hand over Halaz Here you are." He said slowly.

Dar'Khan suddenly fell into a calm state, "Remember your choice today, Lor'themar Theron." He said in a solemn tone, and at the same time a light blue light enveloped his whole body.The mage's robe fluttered, and then the whole person suddenly disappeared without a trace.Apparently Darkan had lost his patience and directly chose to teleport away.

Lor'themar let out a long breath, and finally sent this man away.He was about to summon his orderly when he suddenly heard a familiar cold voice: "Good job, Lor'themar."

"Sylvanas?" Lor'themar turned around in surprise, and the joy on his brows quickly subsided after seeing that the female elf was not alone. "Welcome back." He said sincerely.

The subtle change in Lor'themar's expression did not escape Isaacs' eyes, and a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth. It seems that this person and Cirvanas are not simply subordinates.

Cirvanas waved his hands casually twice as a greeting, "But you shouldn't offend Dar'Khan so much, if you can't be the ranger general because of the Drahir family's interference, it means Parliament's tentacles will reach into this loyal army."

"Is there no chance of you being reinstated?" Lor'themar exclaimed.

"It depends on the attitude of that old guy on the throne, but with his always compromising personality, there is little hope." Cirvanas said casually, as if he didn't show much respect for the Sun King.

Lor'themar was at a loss for words, and he didn't know how to answer.Fortunately, Cirvanas didn't let this awkward atmosphere last for too long.

"Stop here, the purpose of my coming here is not to tell you these things." She gestured to Isaacs beside her, "This is Isaacs Menethil, Prince of Lordaeron, he has a special ask."

"Hello, Lor'themar." Isaacs carefully looked at the supreme ruler of Quel'Thalas in the original timeline. He looked handsome, but he didn't look very handsome among the high elves who were full of handsome men and beautiful women. protrude.Although the Lord Regent who was jokingly called "Aqiang" was not of a prominent background and did not have any particularly outstanding deeds, his governance of the blood elves later proved that this leader who did not have much sense of existence was very wise and wise.

Of course, the current Lor'themar is only Cirvanas' deputy, and his reputation is not obvious. "For some special reasons, I want to personally execute the Lynx God Halraz." Isaacs said.

As Isaacs expected, Lor'themar showed a very surprised expression, "I'm afraid it won't work." He subconsciously refused.

Isaacs looked at Cirvanas as if asking for help.

Facts have proved that the coercion of the future Dark Queen is not only aimed at Isaacs, Lor'themar Theron immediately realized the serious mistake he made, he looked at Cirvanas cautiously, "Is this your opinion? "

Sylvanas nodded coldly, "The Windrunner family owes Isaacs a huge favor." She said briefly.

Lor'themar Theron gasped, "I see, please follow me."

Isaacs smirked, this attitude changed too quickly.No wonder Lor'themar followed Sylvanas' advice directly in the original timeline and allyed with his original enemy, the orcs.It turned out that it had already begun to see clues as early as this time.

The place where the captives were held was not far away. Dozens of rangers guarded a troll who was firmly imprisoned in an arcane cage.Similar to the half-bear Nalorak, this troll has the upper body of a feline with tan fur.

The lynx god, Halraz.

"This so-called god is surprisingly agile and ferocious. He killed more than a dozen high-ranking rangers even though he was caught in three traps. We paid a huge price for capturing him." Lor'themar looked meaningfully He glanced at Isaacs.

Before Isaacs could say anything, Cirvanas suddenly made a move. The former ranger general suddenly took down his bow and arrow at a speed that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye. Almost in the blink of an eye, three consecutive arrows were aimed at Harla. Hereby gallop away.

Halaz, who seemed to be sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes, let out a piercing roar, and broke free under Lor'themar's unbelievable eyes. Kankan dodged the deadly arrow.

But his struggle was nothing more than that, multi-shooting was just a trivial skill for Cirvanas, of course she couldn't only do three consecutive shots.Three more arrows in the shape of a character, appearing in front of Harras as if they had their own tracking, firmly nailing the troll who couldn't dodge to the giant tree behind him, and one of the arrows directly pierced him the trachea.

Halaz's struggles were rapidly weakening, and his life was continuously draining from the wound.There was a hint of resignation in his eyes, the elf's arcane cage that he thought was infallible could not really restrain a god, if he had more time to recover, or if he hadn't encountered this terrifying female ranger, he would definitely be able to escape birthday.

At the last moment of his life, Halaz vaguely saw a figure that was quite short for a troll, a human?
Just as Halaz had a slight doubt, he suddenly felt a cold sharp instrument piercing his heart.The pain, the huge pain, the pain stronger than when the arrow hit came from the heart.Halraz uttered a final desperate roar, his body trembled violently, and then his hands hang down powerlessly, obviously death has come.

Isaacs pulled out Torslow without changing his expression, avoiding the splash of blood very predictably.Streaks of dark green energy emerged from the troll's corpse and gathered into the image of a big cat. It seemed that this was the God of Lynx.

The scripture of origin responded as expected by Isaacs, absorbing all the power. At the same time, Isaacs felt a strange wave coming from the scripture.Like a crisp sound, the valve that fetters the circuit of holy energy in his body suddenly opened, and nearly twice as much holy energy as before poured in until a stable new circuit was constructed again.

But Isaacs was not happy. He was close to breaking through, and this was just a natural promotion to the elite level.In fact, the authority from the Lynx God is pitifully small, roughly equal to the results of his half-month meditation.

He miscalculated, the divine power of these beast gods was not another manifestation of the Holy Light as he thought, at least most of them were not.They're more like native demigods like Cenarius, except they can collect beliefs.

So these loas are essentially false gods.Most of their divine powers are just forces of nature or other energies.The Codex of Origin will only absorb what it wants, like a filter to filter out that part of the power related to faith, and then directly feed back the pure natural power to Azeroth—the power of holy light and the power of nature Similar in some respects, but very different in nature.

Isaacs smiled wryly. He should have thought a long time ago that the power of a bear god only allowed him to condense the seeds of the holy light, and these so-called gods all appeared in the form of wild beasts. Naturally, they could not use the holy light as their main force. energy.

But fortunately, it wasn't all fruitless. In addition to becoming an official paladin naturally, Isaacs could feel a slight increase in his nerve reaction speed, which could be regarded as a gift from the Bobcat God.

He looked down at Torslow in his hand. This epic weapon was still as smooth as a mirror, without a trace of blood.It had drunk the blood of a troll god again, and Isaacs could feel its excitement.The boy couldn't help having an interesting idea, what would happen if Torslow was allowed to gather the power of the four troll gods?
The sound of scolding not far away interrupted his thoughts. "Stupid! Arrogant! Frivolous!" Sylvanas reprimanded the ashen-faced Lor'themar Theron unceremoniously, "You can't see that his injury is almost half healed! If I'm not here, you will Be the laughing stock of Quel'Thalas!"

Lor'themar had nothing to say, only a wry smile.

Isaacs shrugged his shoulders, and he was happy with that, because it meant he wouldn't owe Lor'themar too much.

(End of this chapter)