Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 541 94. Don't come here!

   "The Dragon Legion will be proud of you!"

   On the battlefield against the demons, the great druid Isolaius looked up and down at the wounds made by the demons on Little Xingxing, as well as her severely fractured tail.

   In addition, when the Druids came over just now, they saw the fierce battle between Little Xingxing and the demon, so it was logical to assume that Little Xingxing must have suffered such serious injuries after the fierce battle with the demon.

   He was surprised by the courage of this young dragon, and he praised it from the bottom of his heart.

   Little Xingxing rolled his eyes and said in a humble tone:

   "Yeah, I went head-to-head with that mighty demon and was cut off by its vicious sneak attack, but that's nothing.

   Although my injury is serious, my pain has brought the safety of countless lives in this human kingdom. This is the mission of the Dragon Legion and is not worthy of praise. "

   Having said this, the vengeful little Xingxing glanced at his twisted tail, and then used his longan to look at the fel lord who was still raging below.

   A trace of resentment flashed in her eyes, and she turned her head and said to the Great Druid beside her in a serious tone:

   "As long as that demon lord is not dead, the pollution of the forest by fel energy will not stop. Since we are all here to protect nature, then I formally invite Lord Druid to join me in killing this demon tonight.

   Complete nature's ultimate revenge!

  Although I am injured and can no longer melee, I am willing to use my magic to support you with all my strength. "

"I am glad to!"

  The Great Druid replied without hesitation:

   "Any despicable act that harms nature cannot be forgiven! This demon must die!"

After   , Isolarius roared angrily and summoned two high-level druids to rush towards the demon lord with him.

The Great Druid headed by    transformed into a furious giant bear in wooden armor in mid-air, and slapped the demon lord's cheek with a paw when he fell.

  The bear's claws blinded the demon's eyes.

  The two high-level druids also transformed into a prosperous tree and a naive moonlight owl. They formed a standard three-person team with the big druids and joined the attack on the demon lord.

   Little Xingxing, who came to be a good helper from "White Prostitutes", let out a smug laugh in the air. First, he put the two little wizards on the ground and handed them to Mother Windrunner to bring them back to Dalaran, and then flew over with their injured tails.

   began to attack the fierce fel lord with dragon language magic.

snort!

  My little star never sleeps for revenge!

   Die, devil!

   In the name of my tail that hurts to death, die!

   These new forces came very timely. Ilysana Ravenkes, who had been using her own power to transform into a demon and fight with the fel lord Betug, could no longer hold it.

The addition of    three druids and a blue dragon gave her a chance to breathe.

   As Black expected, the huntress who slipped out of Dalaran to "forage" at night was not prepared to deal with a legendary demon in advance.

   A few days ago, when she was scouting the surroundings of Dalaran with Aluriel, the Demon Swordsman of the Nightborn, she smelled the weak fel energy in the forest, so she knew that there was something related to the devil here.

   But she thought it was just an evil trick by a group of demon worshipers, so she didn't inform others and planned to solve the trouble herself.

   Practice your demon hunting skills by the way.

   These dark walkers trained by Illidan are basically this bad temper. They act arbitrarily one by one, ignoring the evaluation of others, and they are not good collaborators at all.

   But they are surprisingly persistent and firm in hunting demons.

   Even if she realized that she was not tracking an ordinary demon worshiper and realized that she could not win, Ilisana did not plan to retreat.

With the    Burning Legion's attack 10,000 years ago destroying her family, and her glorious father slain by demonic power, this last race of Ravencrest has no intention of compromising.

   She has a wild fighting spirit that is completely different from her thin appearance.

   She would rather die here than exit as a loser. The current situation makes the Demon Hunter relieved that she will never really die here.

  Although the Illidari oath has been sworn to do whatever it takes to hunt the demons, if they can survive, who wants to die?

   "Funny bug! Disgusting traitor!"

  The violent fel lord, no matter how bitter and vengeful Ilisana in front of him is, after being summoned by the black knight, it began to wantonly destroy everything around it.

   Ignite the forest with fel flames, and open the Void Portal to summon more demons to enter here.

   The courage of this little bug who fought against it alone is worthy of praise, but her strength is too poor, far worse than the legendary "betrayer" Illidan Stormrage.

   The Fel Lord decided to "reward" the bug's courage with a brutal death.

   But the sudden arrival of the Druids disturbed the demon's arrogant thoughts, and it could also feel that the surrounding arcane magic net, which was disturbed by fel energy, was recovering.

  Those pulsations of subterranean magic mean there are tons of casters trying to teleport to "jump in".

time to go!

   The fel lord quickly judged the current situation, and he may not be able to leave if he does not go.

But this bad situation made the demon lord, who was eager to see a grand destruction, very dissatisfied. He finally set foot on the world where the legion was smashed into the sand 10,000 years ago, but he failed to take away even a soul worthy of taste. .

   It would be too shameful to go back and twist the void like this.

   The Fel Lord, who was blinded by a bear claw from the Arch Druid, turned his attention to the Demon Hunter who was about to retreat.

   It's decided, it's her!

  This annoying little bug is the servant of the betrayal, breaking her neck, devouring her flesh and blood, and taking her skull and soul back to the Twisting Nether as a trophy for his trip!

   "Die!"

  The Fel Lord Betug is a decisive demon. It wielded a huge flaming fist and smashed the giant bear Druid in front of him. It also raised its flaming axe against the magical attack of the wildkin and the blue dragon.

   The next moment, this axe aimed at the exhausted Ilisana and slashed down.

   A cruel light shone in its eyes.

   Just one blow, kill her, and then retreat immediately, these weak elves and that ridiculous blue dragon can't stop it.

"boom"

   Just as the flaming axe fell, a tough arcane enchantment was opened in front of Ilisana, but it was unable to stop the Fel Lord's violent slashing.

   But gave the Demon Hunter a chance to back off.

  The Nightborn Demon Swordsman Aluriel, who appeared at the most critical moment, carried his weak companion who was spouting blood to a coma. In the streamer of arcane teleportation, he landed in a relatively safe area.

   Her face under the hood was full of reproach, and she said indifferently:

   "If you want to seek death, there is absolutely no need to challenge the devil. I have an ancestral prescription in my hand that can make your death happy and long.

  Ilisana Ravencrest, you heard me clearly!

   Next time you act so recklessly, no matter who your bloodline comes from, I will kill you with my own hands before you do something stupid, I mean it.

  You are here to perform a mission, please behave professionally, don’t do stupid things, don’t make trouble casually, and don’t mess with me! "

   "It was my information that went wrong, sorry."

   The rescued demon hunter had no intention of refuting at all. She said weakly to the magic swordsman who rescued her, but still struggled to get up, propped up her body with the war blade, and planned to continue fighting.

   "But that demon must be killed! The Illidari will never allow a single demon to escape from our hunting grounds."

she says:

"Please help me!"

   "You don't need to fight anymore, look at you now, you must rest!"

   Aluriel was carrying a peculiarly shaped elf war sword, which seemed to sense the breath of the devil, and there were green fire marks on the blade constantly beating.

   She looked left and right and said to the Demon Hunter:

   "The fel-perturbed Leyline has returned to normal, and the Dalaran casters will be here soon. Since you've already appeared, you don't have to go back with me.

   Follow them back to Dalaran as a 'demon-hunting hero', stay on the bright side to inquire about the news, and I will cooperate with you in secret.

   Remember our mission, Elisana.

  With those psychic tomes hidden in the city, your father and his loyal subordinates can rest in peace after ten thousand years of suffering. "

   "I can't stay, my inner demon is about to be unstoppable."

  Ilisana Ravencrest covered her heart in pain and said:

   "I need. Fel"

   "They're here, hold on! From what I've observed about humans, they're not as heartless as the Kaldorei, and they have a heartfelt reverence for heroes.

  Don't worry, they will do everything in their power to save you. "

Aluriel felt the vibration of the surrounding magic net, she called her flying arcane magic saber, pulled up the hood, made a goodbye gesture to Ilisana, and quickly disappeared into the night. middle.

   Less than two seconds after she left, a large area of ​​portals appeared in the desperate roar of the fel lord Betug, like a rain of light, on this tragic land ravaged by fel energy, ice and flames.

   The first to arrive at the battlefield were Antonidas, Kael'thas, and Aria Bluemoon, and faster than them was an extremely cold ice meteor that fell from the sky.

  The lich magic mixed with the breath of death precisely slammed on the body of the demon lord, making most of his body freeze, and by the way, the energy of the portal that had been opened leading to the Twisting Void was disturbed.

  Well, there is no need to say more about the next scene.

  The poor demon lord couldn't hold on for ten seconds under the wrath of at least five legends and nearly a hundred high-level spellcasters.

   It was killed alive by a large fireball and arcane barrage.

  In the vicinity of Dalaran's territory, there was such a vicious demon invasion, which completely made the city of magic lose its face, and what happened tonight even alarmed Lothar, who was a guest in the city.

  The legendary old marshal also came to the scene with his own sword of the emperor, and even under the **** of two legendary dwarves, he personally chopped off a few demons who ran away in panic.

   But by the time they came over, all the stories that night had come to an end.

   They may think that the appearance of a legendary demon in the material world is already a very serious situation, but in fact they don't know that what happened tonight is more than that.

   Five minutes after the legendary demon was killed, when the high-level spellcasters scattered in the forest to hunt down the remaining demons, they put on the robe of the Corruptor again, and Black, leaning on the sickle and humming a song, walked out of the forest slowly.

   He walked briskly and cheerfully walked to Dean Lanyue, who was standing beside the Demon Lord's corpse, checking his remains, and greeted him politely.

"Where have you been?"

   Dean Lanyue looked at her disciple suspiciously and said:

   "Does what happened tonight have anything to do with you?"

   "No no no, it has nothing to do with me, trust me, mentor. Everything tonight has nothing to do with me, I just happened to pass by here."

  Blake looked at the dead legendary demon in front of him with regret. With so many mages present, he couldn't use the divine power extraction ritual in an open and fair manner.

   "Come here! Save this elf girl!"

  While the pirates were chatting with the Dean, Falstad, the legendary lord of the Wildhammer dwarves, found the weak demon hunter on the edge of the battlefield, and shouted in his broken gong:

   "She looks miserable, like an alcohol addiction."

   "Don't come near her, dwarf, that's a demon hunter! A group of dangerous dark walkers, her inner demons are going to get out of control! Kill her, don't let her incarnate in the pain they hate the most.

Believe me.

   It was a relief for her. "

   Grand Druid Isolarius shouted solemnly to the dwarf, Falstad immediately pulled out the warhammer from his waist, but Black appeared at this moment, he coughed twice to stop the surrounding commotion.

   He declared:

   "This demon hunter bravely fought against demons just now. She sacrificed her life to hold back the evil and gave us time to fight back. Without her efforts, the situation tonight would be doomed to an irreversible impasse.

   We humans have not given up the tradition of heroes, we must save her!

  Stay away from her, Paladin.

   I know you have good intentions, but your light will only kill her. The only way to save her is in our Academy of Nar'Thalas! To be precise, only a powerful and conscientious warlock like me can save her. "

   Speaking, Blake leaned on his scythe and staff and strode to the trembling Ilisana under the gaze of the mages. He crouched down, put his hand on the thin elf's chin, and lifted her pale cheeks.

   "Well, I finally recognized you, Elisana Ravencrest."

  The pirates said in whispered Thalassian:

   "You're the guy who hid in the crowd and peeped at me, right? Don't be afraid, little girl, I have a way to save you and your poor father

  Shhhhh, you're weak now, don't talk.

   When you are healed, we will have time to talk slowly.

  Come on, be good, open your mouth and hold it. "

   (end of this chapter)