As soon as he rushed out of the gate of Shenying Manor, the confused Samuro suddenly heard an alarm bell in his heart, and subconsciously broke away from the Wind Step and pounced to the side to avoid it.
"boom!"
A sharp blade shining with the brilliance of magic soared from the sky and struck directly in front of the direction where Samuro had evacuated.
If he hadn't reacted in time and dodged to the side, he would have been cut in half by now.
"Hmph! Orc bastard, you can hide quickly."
The unique arrogant tone of the high elves came out from the smoke, and a blond warrior wearing azure blue close-fitting heavy armor came out closely behind.
'Why did you meet such a difficult guy at this time?'
Samuro, who was already injured, had cold sweat on his forehead.
Before the elite high elves who jumped off the dragon eagle's back formed an encirclement, he carefully started Wind Step again and evacuated as quickly as possible along the shores of Lake Arendal.
"Tsk~ You're quite decisive."
The blue-armored man smacked his lips in displeasure for a moment. Next to him, an elite red-armored soldier holding a double-headed sword and a tall shield asked respectfully: "Master Morning Seeker, there are blood stains on the ground, do you want to chase them?"
The leader of the Well Guards, Salorian Morningseeker, withdrew the shining sword in his hand, looked at the direction in which Samuro was escaping, and said in a deep voice: "Send two agile men to hang behind him. Look at this orc.
Will he join up with the other Burning Blade Sword Masters?"
"yes!"
After getting rid of the mirror image left by Samuro, Sarlayan walked out of the door vigilantly with his shield on his head. At a glance, he saw Thalorian who was smiling and waving to him.
"It's rare that you are willing to hold a shield. It seems that the quasi-legendary orc has put a lot of pressure on you."
"tutor?!"
Sarlayan's eyes widened in astonishment: "How did you..."
Salorian waved his hand: "We will discuss these detailed questions later. Are Vereesa and Valeera here?"
"I am here."
Vereesa jumped directly from the second floor through the window and bowed politely to Salorian.
"Lord Morning Seeker, are you here on behalf of the Sun King?"
While Sarlayan was listening to the conversation between the two in confusion, the barrage became active again.
"Holy shit! It turns out that Thalayan's mentor is Thalorian Morningseeker, the most powerful warrior of the high elves and the holder of the ancient dragon-forged blade!"
"The Sister Swords of the Ancient Dragon Forged Blade can be regarded as the most powerful epic weapons after artifacts."
Sarlayan asked the barrage in confusion: "Ancient dragon-forged blade? Sister sword? What do you mean?"
Husky has a point: "The Ancient Dragon-forged Blade is a powerful weapon forged by the five-color dragon for the Dark Night Empire many years ago. The specific time of its appearance has long been unknown."
"The Ancient Dragonforged Blade has two sister swords, namely Quel'Delar, which Salorian inherited, and Quel'Sera, which is kept in the hands of the upper elf's secret academic organization 'Sindra'."
"It is said that the ancient dragon-forged blades can change their form according to the owner's needs. They can be one-handed swords, two-handed swords, or even swords, guns, hammers and axes."
Sarlayan knew that the sword in his mentor's hand was named Quel'Delar, but he didn't expect that the sword would have such an important significance.
"Weapons forged by the five-color dragon, Quel'Sera..."
"Haha! Sarlayan must be tempted."
"This is normal. Good weapons have endless appeal to warriors. Do you dare to say that you have never brushed the appearance of the weapons?"
"It's heartbreaking, old man. Purebred Africans here will never be able to get the weapon transmogrification they want."
"Salorian is worthy of being a high-ranking leader of the Well Guard. When he goes out on a mission, he can actually bring a small team of spellbreakers who only obey the orders of the Sunstrider royal family."
Salorian had heard of the reputation of the Spellbreaker before, that is, the warriors who quietly fought against those red-armored and large-shielded warriors who stood behind Salorian.
Each spellbreaker's armor and weapons are very valuable high-level magic equipment and cost a lot of money to make.
Spellbreakers are a special profession aimed at spellcasters. The armor and large shields they wear can resist spell damage to a large extent, and the double-headed swords in their hands can cut through spells.
Any defensive shield is like paper in front of their enchanted weapons. When facing spellcasters, spellbreakers who are specialized in spells have an absolute advantage.
Unfortunately, due to the high cost of training, Spellbreakers cannot be mass-produced. They mainly serve as the personal bodyguards of the Sunstrider royal family, and their numbers are very rare.
In addition to powerful equipment, each spellbreaker is a magic warrior who has received strict training, and is himself the best among the best.
This time, Salorian brought a small team of ten spellbreakers. All joking aside, this ten-man team was enough to annihilate a conventional army of more than a hundred people without suffering much damage to itself.
Sarlayan: "Leaving aside the Spellbreakers, I would like to ask, what organization is the 'Sindra' you are talking about? Where can we find them?"
Husky was a bit confused: "This is a long story. Even if I tell you now, you can't set out to search immediately. It's better to wait until the war is over and explain it slowly."
Under the reminder of the barrage, Sarlayan gradually calmed down and sighed helplessly.
"That's right. Let's make a note of it. I will visit them sooner or later in the future. I hope to get Quel'Sera from Syndra."
Through conversations with Valeera and Vereesa, the reinforcement team headed by Salorian learned the whole story, and also met Anderson who was captured from the fireplace by Salorian.
The spellbreakers looked at Anderson with very evil eyes, as if they might draw their knives and chop him to death at any time.
Shocked by the murderous intent of the spellbreakers, Anderson trembled and hid behind Sarlayan.
"Okay, let's take back your murderous intent."
Salorian stopped the spellbreaker with an indifferent expression, and then turned his attention to Salorian.
"I know Sarlayan's temper very well. There must be a reason for leaving this traitor alive. Please tell me your plan in detail."
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"So that's it, will you just follow the plan?"
Valeela's plan is not difficult to understand.
Due to the obstruction of the tribal army, the intelligence channels from the north and south of the forest were completely cut off.
The fact that Anderson was captured has not yet reached the ears of the people behind the scenes, which means that there is still room for maneuver in this matter.
The battle with Samuro was delayed for some time, and the scheduled time for the traitor behind the scenes to contact the troll was getting closer and closer.
In order to reversely trace the specific location and identity of the treasonous person who set the long-distance communication beacon on Anderson, it is necessary to first find a powerful mage to assist him.
This was one of the reasons why Sarlayan proposed to go back to Deep Shadow Manor for interrogation first. He planned to go to the Tower of Morning Star nearby and ask for help from the familiar archmage in the tower.
"That woman..."
Salorian rubbed his temples with a headache: "If Salorian comes forward to request, she should help, but who knows what weird conditions that guy will take the opportunity to put forward."
Danmaku heard some clues from Salorian's words.
"Wait a minute, why do I feel that Salorian and the owner of the Tower of Morning Star know Salorian's life experience?"
"Me too, so why don't they tell Sarlayan himself the truth?"
"Maybe it's because he's worried that Sarlayan won't be able to accept the fact that his mother is a troll (funny), or maybe there's another hidden secret."
'What's your life experience...'
Salorian clenched his fists. He had already noticed what the barrage said, but no matter how he tried to explain it, Salorian remained tight-lipped.
"Julian should tell you your life experience personally. It is not convenient for outsiders like us to interfere rashly."
Shaking his head to put away the messy thoughts for the time being, Sarlayan asked a question that Lyras and Vereesa were both concerned about.
"Mentor, are you okay, Ranger General?"
"Since you can break through the siege and come to the southern part of the forest, does it mean that the main force of the orcs has withdrawn?"
Salorian's eyes showed approval, and he stretched out his big hand and patted Salorian's shoulder heavily. The powerful force that penetrated his body made Salorian's mouth twitch.
"Yes, you finally learned to use your brain. I never believed that Julian, the son of an old fox, could be a fool."
Sarlayan: "...I've never been stupid, I just don't want to think about too many twists and turns."
Salorian shook his head and laughed: "In life, you will inevitably encounter annoying troubles. If you don't want to be plotted and put in danger, you have to learn to use your brain more."
"Okay, let's stop talking here."
Looking up at the Tower of Morning Star shrouded in mist, Saliloan sighed: "Melia is the only great mage in the southern part of Yongsong Forest. Now we can only ask her for help, let's go."