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Chapter 303 Fighting the Deceiver Again

After receiving Kil'jaeden's order, Talgas led his army to accelerate in the direction where Dasa left. The tracking method they used was very simple, just like tracking the Draenei who they regarded as a shame. Human methods are the same, and the traces of the Holy Light are as conspicuous as a beacon in the darkness in a world full of evil energy.

You only need to follow the traces left by Narulula to find Dasa.

This group of professional detective demons didn't spend too much time finding clues about Lula, and then it was easy to find Dasa by following this remaining trace.

As the scope of the encirclement net became smaller and smaller, Dasa also noticed the arrival of the pursuers behind him. In order to give these demons some warning, Dasa also used some small things he carried to make some traps on the way out. , in order to delay the opponent's tracking speed.

However, both sides knew that it would only be a matter of time before Dasa's whereabouts were discovered at this rate.

"Want me to fly lower?"

Lula watched silently sharpening the missing eredar sword in her hand. Just now, Dasa had killed several angry guards who were chasing after him.

"It's useless for your big body to fly as low as you do. Our best option now is to rush to the assembly point."

Dasa said in a muffled voice.

Lula's size was the fundamental reason why he was discovered by the demons every time. Dasa also surrounded Lula's huge body and laid some traps nearby to trap and kill a group of demons. Reduce some combat pressure that may occur later.

"You should still let me go and let me be taken back to the seat of the Triumvirate."

The faint holy light on Lula's body flashed, and he was obviously still insisting on his destiny.

"Then all my work will be in vain. This is not good. Let's go to the assembly point. It's not far away anyway."

Dasa said, pulling up the chain and taking Lula on the road again.

Ever since Argus was invaded by the Burning Legion, it was no longer possible to tell the difference between day and night. Everything seemed to be the same.

Not long after the two left the mountain col, Talgas came here with several angry guards.

"Well, yes, I felt the nauseating feeling of the holy light. Although it was very faint, I am sure that they stayed here for a while. It seems that the mortal's physical strength has also been exhausted."

After Talgas carefully inspected the mountain col, he was keenly aware that after Dasa left with Lula from the seat of the ruling body, he stayed at the current position more and more times.

Does this also mean that this mortal's physical strength is almost exhausted?
Thinking of this, Talgas suddenly became excited. He still remembered the losses he suffered when he faced the opponent twice. That damn mortal actually killed him once. This time he must chop off his head with his own hands. , and then pull out his soul and torture him forever!
Thinking of this, Talgas couldn't hold back his inner excitement even more, and loudly ordered the angry guards beside him to chase Dasa again in the direction he left.

Milai, who had parked the shuttle in a hilly col, was anxiously waiting for Dasa's return. She did not want the chief to die in the ruling body.

Regardless of whether Dasa could rescue the source of the holy light, at least he had to return safely.

Milai stood in the driver's seat of the shuttle, trying her best to look around, trying to find traces of Daza, so as to calm her heart.

After Dasa led Lula over two hills again, he found a position leeward and prepared to rest again. The broken mountains behind him could still be used as a shelter to block Lula's huge figure.

"It seems that your physical strength is about to be exhausted. If this continues, you will be dragged to death."

Lula looked at Dasa who was leaning on a huge rock and resting with his eyes slightly closed.

"It's not far away. After climbing a few more hills, we will reach the assembly point and we can leave here."

Although Dasa had his eyes slightly closed, his ears were still shaking slightly to listen to the movement around him. Now was not the time to rest.

"Your choice will eventually be ruined by my fate. It's not worth it."

Lula still did not give up persuading Dasa to leave alone.

Dasa did not answer Lula's words, because he had already felt the enemy's arrival, and his pointed and long ears heard strange noises.

Such strange sounds in Argus can only be made by demons. Apart from this, there will be no other sounds.

"Mortal, your hiding in hiding is over! The time has come to pay for your stupidity and recklessness."

With a burst of gloomy laughter, Talgas led his troops to surround Dasa. He noticed that Dasa's current state was just as he expected.

His physical strength was almost at its lowest point.

"Ah, here come a few more people who want to die."

Daza looked at Talgas and the group of angry guards and hellhounds around him with contempt. It wouldn't take long for him to deal with these things now.

"You will pay the price for your arrogance, mortal!"

Talgas hated Dasa's behavior at this moment, especially his contemptuous expression!
Under his command, the Wrath Guards and Hellhounds roared and pounced on Dasa. Out of caution, Talgas chose to let his demons test Dasa's current strength for him.

As a result, these demons rushed forward and were chopped into corpses by Dasa before they even had a few fights.

"You said you found me. You think you are a hunter, but in my opinion, you are the prey. Targas, you are the one who should pay the price for your recklessness and stupidity."

Daza held the sword still dripping with blood in both hands and walked towards Talgas step by step.

Upon seeing this, Talgas took a few steps back, while the angry guards and hellhounds beside him rushed towards Daza. Under Talgas' order, they rushed forward without hesitation.

But how could these fanatical and bloodthirsty guys be Dasa's opponents?

One after another they rushed forward and were killed one by one by Dasa without any difficulty.

"Your demon is dead, now it's your turn."

After Daza killed the last demon brought by Talgas, he slowly raised the sword in his right hand, pointing the tip of the sword at Talgas' neck.

"You think you can win? Huh, you think you can kill me just because you killed so many trash? Do you think this is still in your little world? Make no mistake! This is Argus!"

Talgas felt his heart pounding at this moment. He was stalling for time with words while trying hard to send a message to Kil'jaeden, who was deep in the seat of the ruling group, asking for help.

He knew that his master was also looking forward to killing the mortal in front of him. Ever since he appeared in Argus, he had disturbed the rear of the entire legion. Now it was certain that the group of aberrants were in peace. The activities in the Tolan Wasteland were all to cover him up in order to rescue the Naaru on his own. "You're stalling for time. By coincidence, I'm stalling for time too. I'm trying to recover my strength. What are you waiting for?"

When Daza said this, he had already charged and pierced Talgas' abdomen and chest with the long sword with both hands. His forehead was pressed against Talgas' forehead, and he spoke in a calm tone. The reason why he didn't take action just now.

"Ahem! Your death date has also arrived!"

Talgas spit out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes full of resentment were fixed on Dasa, and then his expression changed to fanaticism. He looked past Dasa's face and saw the taller mountain appearing behind him. There is also a huge red figure.

Daza didn't waste any more words. He drew out his long sword and chopped off Talgas' head diagonally. Then he quickly turned his head. The vibrations from the earth had already foreshadowed to him who was coming.

Kil'jaeden the Deceiver.

"We meet again, mortal named Dasa, you once again killed my lieutenant."

Kil'jaeden took long strides and approached Dasa. He had just witnessed the other party beheading his lieutenant, but he had no intention of taking action.

After all, in the Burning Legion, weakness is the original sin.

It is too normal to be killed because one is weak.

"Kil'jaeden, I don't want to see you again."

Daza shook off the blood on his two long swords, held a sword in his arms and jumped onto the nearest rock wall, so that he didn't have to look up at the opponent.

Lula took the initiative to float up into the sky when Kil'jaeden appeared. If it weren't for the purple-black chain around Dasa's waist, he might have been hidden in the clouds and would not have been killed. Ergadan found out.

"I will give you another chance. Your talent and strength have been noticed by Lord Sargeras. Join us, join the Burning Legion, and join us in this magnificent expedition to the end of the world!"

Kil'jaeden said the flower was like a rich man giving alms to a beggar.

"You ask me to pledge my allegiance to a Titan who is terrified of the void. What nonsense are you talking about, Kil'jaeden. If you want to fight! Come on!"

After saying this, Daza jumped out from the rock wall and stabbed Kil'jaeden with both swords.

"You are courting death!"

Kil'jaeden was angered by Dasa's move. His claws lit up with the dark green color of evil energy and swung towards the rock wall where Dasa was. This blow was enough to cover Dasa.

After Dasa threw the long sword in his left hand at Kil'jaeden, he took off the Shield of Aggramar hanging on his back with his backhand to resist Kil'jaeden's attack. He himself also turned into a The flying stone hit Kil'jaeden on the chest.

A pain came from his chest, and Kil'jaeden became even more irritable.

Furious, he began to wave his fel claws wantonly, but unfortunately no blow hit Dasa. The size difference between the two sides was too big. Dasa relied on his own flexibility to keep spinning around Kil'jaeden. , even if he couldn't dodge occasionally, he still blocked it with the Shield of Aggramar in his hand.

The chains of dominion power that continued to extend from his hands wrapped around Kil'jaeden, using himself as a fulcrum to attack him. The long sword in Daza's hand, fueled by his anger, became strong enough to cut through. The sharpness of the opponent's skin.

As Daza floated around Kil'jaeden like Spider-Man, more and more scars were left on Kil'jaeden's body. Although the wounds were not deep, these increasingly dense wounds were really there. Constantly provoking Kil'jaeden's already restless nerves.

"Enough! Bugs!"

The evil fire on Kil'jaeden, who became more and more furious, suddenly exploded, like an air explosion. The violent shock wave not only completely flattened the mountain col, but also blasted Dasa out.

After Kil'jaeden blasted Dasa, the light of evil energy in his hands became more and more intense, and he swung his claws in the direction of Dasa one after another. The dark green evil energy turned into claw marks and flew towards Dasa.

This continuous attack was like a violent storm, but in front of the Shield of Aggramar, such attacks were just as invisible as rain.

"That shield of yours! It's very special!"

Kil'jaeden also regained some sense after this attack. He realized that the reason why Dasa dared to be so bold was because of the Shield of Aggramar in his hand.

It was because of that shield that gave him extremely strong defensive capabilities that he dared to be so unscrupulous.

"What does that have to do with you? Kil'jaeden!"

After landing, Daza took a few steps back to regain his footing, and then rushed towards Kil'jaeden again.

The battle between the two sides was still in a stalemate. Kil'jaeden did not want to drag it out like this. On the one hand, he opened several demon portals to allow more demons to come and besiege Dazar. On the other hand, he Contact Archimonde and ask him to help Mac'Aree as soon as possible.

Dasa also gradually fell into a disadvantage under the siege of such a large number of demons. His physical strength could no longer support him to continue fighting. The way to leave was either not something he had thought of or it was a bit risky.

Facing the siege of several Doom Guards, Daza used the force of their attacks to rush towards Kil'jaeden. The weapon in his right hand had also been changed from a long sword to a halberd. This spear was naturally changed from a Wrath Guard. snatched from his hands.

"Your courage! I feel it! I have to admit that if you really obtained the gift of Sargeras, your strength would be even greater than mine! But, your life ends here today! Da Sa!"

Kil'jaeden looked at Dasa who was charging towards him again. The evil spells that were ready to be fired burst out from his hands. The torrent of souls transformed from countless wronged souls hit Dasa head-on. These evil spirits entangled each other and rushed toward him. Daza knocked him away.

There was no panic or fear on Dasa's face at this moment. On the contrary, he was laughing loudly at this moment.

"Hahaha! Unexpectedly! Kil'jaeden! This is my escape route!"

Dasa, who was born in Kyrian, has many ways to deal with these resentful spirits, not to mention the power of control he has.

Kil'jaeden's expression became even more distorted as he listened to Dasa's words. He had no choice but to shout and drive the demons under his command in the direction Dasa left.

However, before they could catch up with Daza, they saw a golden shuttle in the mountainous area quickly taking off towards the direction of the Great Rift Valley.

"Chase! Catch that mortal! He must be alive! I will kill him with my own hands!"

Kil'jaeden was filled with hatred as he watched the retreating shuttle. His orders were also conveyed to the Fel warships patrolling in the sky, and they also joined the battle.

In the Great Rift, the will of Argus is waiting for Dasa's arrival.

(End of this chapter)