With Calgar Thornrib's legendary poor strength, even fighting her for 300 rounds would not have any effect on training Sharlayan and Valeela, so a quick fight would be best.
Just in case, Sarlayan is still lurking in the dark, waiting for the man behind the scenes who is not sure whether he is also at the scene to jump out and catch the cicada, so that he, the oriole, can make a full impact with a surprise attack.
This is not like Thalayan rashly using Valeera's safety as bait. He is absolutely sure that he can save Valeera's life.
Like Sharlayan, Valeera also carries an emergency teleportation scroll crafted by Stellagosa herself.
Once she encounters an attack that she cannot handle on her own, she will immediately activate the teleportation spell written on the scroll to escape.
However, this is a last resort. As long as the opponent is not a super strong person who has reached the demigod level, Sarlayan believes that Valeera, who is on high alert, can escape smoothly with her own abilities.
In order to preserve the skill CD, Valeera did not use any displacement skills, but patiently sneaked behind Calgar Ribs one step at a time.
At this time, the old quilboar woman was still yelling curses at the taunting Agamaggan soul. The curse words mixed with quilboar slang were completely incomprehensible to Sharlayan.
The guards around Calgar were used to this situation, and their lack of discipline prevented them from being vigilant enough.
After all, this is the safest core area of Razorfen. None of the quilboars, including Calgar Thornribs himself, believe that the tauren can sneak into such a deep place without being discovered.
As we all know, tauren are not suitable for training thieves due to their large size.
As for the wild druids who also have the ability to sneak... The tauren have only begun to popularize the druid profession on a large scale in recent years after Hamuul returned from school, and they did not turn into legendary wild druids so quickly.
Due to inertial thinking, all wild boar people are obviously not alert enough in their lair.
When Valeera's Quel'thera swords penetrated Calgar Thornrib's fat ribs from the shadows, temporarily blocking her ability to resist, none of the surrounding quilboar guards reacted.
Under the wide-eyed astonishment of more than a dozen wild boar guards, their mistress was tied around the neck with chains thrown from nowhere and forcibly dragged away.
With his neck locked, Calga couldn't even scream, and could only make a hoarse babbling sound.
After about two seconds, the stunned quilboar guards finally reacted, roaring and chasing after Calgar in the direction where he was dragged away.
Sarlayan did not pay attention to the pull between Valeela and the wild boar people who were still hiding in the shadow of the building. His sharp eyes that had activated the eagle eye skill were scanning the surroundings vigilantly, trying to find the remote control wild boar people who might be hiding in the dark.
The mastermind behind every move.
"Um?"
When Sharlayan's eagle eyes looked inside the elder's hut where Calgar lived, an exquisite emblem on the wall that was obviously not quilboar craft caught his idea.
Through the powerful zooming ability of the Eagle Eye technique, even from a distance of more than ten meters, Sarlayan could clearly see the lines on the badge, which was a towering tower.
Sarlayan had never seen a badge with this pattern before, so he could only ask for help from well-informed barrage netizens.
[This tower... seems to be Torghast, the Tower of Sinful Souls? 】
[Like, how could this thing appear in Azeroth? 】
[Then it can be basically confirmed that Calgar Thornribs...or in other words is the Warden behind the Deathrattle clan.]
[Unexpectedly, he was so sick that he sought medical attention and fell in love with a quilboar. It seems that after the big fuss in Sharlayan, Zoval is indeed dead. In addition to the Scourge legions who are attracting firepower on the surface,
I also made secondary preparations in case of unexpected events.]
Sarlayan touched his chin thoughtfully: "Torghast, the Tower of Sinful Souls? I remember you said before that this is a prison tower built in the Maw?"
[Yes, Torghast was originally a prison built by the war master to imprison the warden. However, during the long period of imprisonment, the warden gradually usurped the power of control left by the war master and turned Toga into a prison.
St. became his base camp and source of strength.】
[It was precisely by virtue of this usurped power of control that the warden unexpectedly defeated the soldier master who came to check the situation after sensing something was wrong, and in turn imprisoned him and sealed his memory. ]
[The soldier leader after amnesia called himself the Talisman Carver, and was forced by the warden to create a large number of weapons for his army, as well as several prestigious artifacts. 】
[The ones most closely associated with Azeroth are the Helm of Domination and Frostmourne, which were later handed over to Kil'jaeden by the Dreadlord.]
The Helm of Domination, now possessed by Ner'zhul, was a tool created by the Warden from the beginning to invade Azeroth.
Those who wear the Helm of Dominance can directly establish contact with the Warden's ally Denathrius in the Shadow Realm. The knowledge of Ner'zhul's gargoyles that he shamelessly claims to be his own creation, abominations and rune swords all pass through the Helm of Dominance.
The helmet was obtained from the Shadow Realm.
"So... where is this rune badge?"
Sarlayan stared at the badge thoughtfully and discussed with the barrage: "Do you think this thing can bring reinforcements from the Shadow Realm?"
[It is unlikely. Since this thing is engraved with the shape of Torghast, the person Calgar Thornrib contacted was not Denathrius, but the Warden who was still trapped in the Maw and unable to escape. 】
[The Warden himself can't get out, so how can he remotely send troops to Azeroth? At most, he can only give the quilboar some technical support and chicken soup for the soul.]
"Then...it will be easy to handle next time."
It is basically confirmed that the quilboars are unlikely to invite reinforcements from the Shadow Realm, and Sharlayan no longer has to hide in the dark as the old man.
Valeera was still dragging Calgar Thornrib's heavy body in chains while playing hide and seek with the wild boars, in order to cooperate with Sharlayan's plan and draw out the mastermind who might be hiding in the dark and controlling the situation.
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It is true that some reinforcements who had been hiding in the corner joined the encirclement and suppression of Valeera, but these cunning wild boars were the Necromancers of the Deathrattle clan who Calgar had deliberately ambushed in the dark.
Valeela had already been on high alert, and with the help of the perspective of the elder's hut, she circled the newly arrived Deathrattle Boar in the way King Qin circled the pillar as the barrage said.
"Roar!"
Just when the wild boar people gradually recovered from walking their dogs and were about to renegotiate the encirclement and suppression strategy, a deafening roar echoed through the empty swamp cave.
A giant bear with a large number of runes flashing on its body suddenly appeared from a high place and jumped down towards the area where the wild boars were densest.
The deathrattle psychics hurriedly tried to prop up a bone wall to block the fat bear from the sky, but their efforts were in vain.
"Boom!"
Sarlayan, who deliberately accelerated his fall, sat down on the bone wall that had just poked his head out of the ground and smashed it into pieces. This sitting made him lose at least ten years of merit.
When he stood up again and continued to attack with his bear paws, there were still a lot of disgusting meat patties that could be mosaicd on the spot.
As Sarlayan broke away from waiting and joined the battlefield, this local battle, which was not very intense, soon came to an end.
As long as the number of enemies does not exceed a certain level, the quilboar's poor individual strength cannot pose any threat to Sarlayan and Valeela.
Because Onyxia attracted the threat of tauren outside, a large number of quilboars in Razormarsh snorted and rushed outside the swamp to join the battle. Only twenty-three out of ten combatants remained inside.
Sharlayan and Valeera quickly eliminated the few guards near the elder's hut, including Calgar Thornrib's hidden backhand.
Valeela was left to torture Calgar Thornribs, who was screaming in agony as the chain pierced his collarbone. Sarlayan quickly came to the soul of Agamaggan, who was still bound by some kind of magic circle.
In an emergency, Sarlayan did not care about etiquette, and simply nodded to Aga Magan, whose eyes were filled with fatigue.
"Dear Wild Demigod Agamaggan, I am Sharlayan Deepshadow from Quel'Thalas."
"After noticing the fighting here, the wild boar army may return at any time. Let's put aside the pleasantries and keep the story short."
"How can I break this magic circle and free you?"
Imprisoned by Calgar for more than ten years, Agamaggan's soul has been tortured by spells from the Shadow Realm for a long time.
Although it is not easy to break through the defense with the strength of the demigod's soul, it is obviously impossible to say how energetic he still is...
In the past, Agamagam was still able to act more stubborn because he was always unwilling to admit defeat.
Now that he knew that he was about to be saved, Agamag breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, the exhaustion from his soul doubled, and he could hardly open his eyes.
"Huh...huh..." Agamagagan, who was breathing heavily even though he was a soul, looked at Sarlayan with half-closed eyes: "A descendant of the upper elf? I didn't expect you to come to save me, really.
Things are unpredictable."
"I won't say any more nonsense."
Agamaggan adjusted his breathing rhythm and said with difficulty in a fluent sentence: "What binds me is the control spell from the Shadow Realm. Its only function is to restrict the activities of the soul."
"I can see that this spell originally had a very strong binding force, but Calga, a loser, cannot use it freely. All she needs to do is break through it with a higher power of death than her."
"The power of death? This is simple."
In a flash of thought, Sharlayan transformed the huge vitality derived from the blood of the red dragon and the green dragon in his body into the pure power of death using the Thornspeaker's special technique.
Slamming the ground with one hand, Sarlayan took the opportunity to continuously inject a large amount of death power into the magic circle with complex magic patterns.
The light black magic circle was impacted by the power of death from different sources and immediately began to flicker.
Just like Agamaggan's taunt, Calgar Thornrib was unable to use this spell that originated from the warden's imprisonment of the soldier master. What she used in her hands was just a super castrated version, which was quickly used by Sharlayan.
Break through with brute force.
"Done!"
Sarlayan stretched out his hand to lift the freed Agamaggan soul with one hand, and turned his attention to Valeera, who was still disassembling Calgar's parts.
"Valeera, it's time for us to go!"
"good."
Valeera swung the bloody swords hard, and kicked Calgar Ribs with her toes, whose screams were getting weaker and weaker.
"What should I do with this guy?"
Sarlayan looked at Agamaggan, whose eyes were almost completely closed. The wild boar demigod who was about to enter a deep sleep said fiercely: "Take her with you! I want her... to let all wild boar people know the consequences of betraying me!"