Watching Stellagosa carry Sharlayan and Valeela away, Elisande looked down at Kael'thas beside him with a strange expression.
"You guys in Quel'Thalas... have a good relationship with the dragon clan?"
Kael'thas was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said with a smile: "It can't be considered bad, but it can't be said to be great either."
"Our contact with the dragon clan mainly comes from Sarlayan and his mother... We will discuss this topic in detail later when we have time."
Elisande nodded knowingly, looking at the clear night sky with a rather complicated look of exhaustion in his eyes.
"It's been ten thousand years, and I've been busy exploring time, but I haven't been able to see clearly the true nature of Fandos. Maybe... I really have the wrong focus?"
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Flying in the air, the three of Sarlayan could still see and hear the huge noise coming from the noble area.
In terms of hard power, Etaeus and Fandus are about equal.
But Aitaus had never seen strange necromancy before. On the contrary, Fandos was very familiar with Aitaus's astrology.
Under the circumstances, Etaeus soon fell into a disadvantage in the one-on-one battle. He could only fight and retreat in the noble area of Noda, trying to lure Fandos to those old monsters sitting there.
's big family.
Fandos was not stupid either. He deliberately avoided families that would pose a threat to him, and specifically arrested those nobles, both big and small, to restrict Aitaus's actions.
In Aitaus' understanding, Suramar's prosperity relied on the support of these nobles, and he could not sit back and watch the few nobles die unexpectedly.
This weakness was exploited by Fandos, who acted without taboos, and took the opportunity to cripple Aitaus' left arm.
Etraeus, who was already at a disadvantage, could no longer fight back and could only hold on, hoping to get reinforcements from the Elisande faction.
"hold head high!"
The roar of a dragon coming from above startled both warring parties, followed closely by a sharp sound that broke through the air.
"boom!"
Fandos hurriedly gave up the attack and flew back. A figure hit the ground in front of him, and a deep hole was created in the luxurious marble floor of the noble area.
The impact of the unknown object hitting the ground knocked the unprepared Etaeus backwards. When he was flying in the air, he was grabbed by the hem of his robe and pulled down.
Etaeus had no idea who the shooter was, but a pleasant female voice that was deliberately lowered could be heard near him.
"If you don't want to die, evacuate immediately and leave it to us to handle it."
On the other side, Sarlayan, who fell from high altitude, was already fighting with Fandos.
Fandos's arcanist level is 52, which is quite different from Elisande, but he has a level 18 necromancer (disabled) profession.
'What the hell is Zan...'
It can be roughly seen from the level that although Fandos has learned the power of death, he does not know how to use it rationally. Most of the time, he has no one to teach him and is self-taught.
Although his character was terrible, Sarlayan had to admit that Fandos was indeed very talented in the art of magic.
Relying on others' ignorance of the power of death, Fandos still showed his teeth and claws when facing Sarlayan, showing an attitude of attacking but not defending.
"So brave?"
Sarlayan felt speechless. He took one of Fandos's death energy bullets and then slashed Quel'Sera, which was wrapped in the power of death, to his head.
The power of death with the same origin cancels each other out, and is not forcibly attenuated like Etaeus's astrology.
"What?!"
By the time Fandos realized something was wrong, it was too late to escape.
"Bah!"
Although Fandos moved his body as far as possible to the side at the last moment, the sword swung by Sarlayan still cut off his left hand.
"Wow~"
Looking at the blood-stained arm that fell to the ground, Sarlayan deliberately sarcastically said: "Now you and Etaeus are back on the same starting line."
"Ahhhhh!"
The severe pain of the broken arm made Fandus, who had always been pampered and pampered, let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, and stared at Sarlayan with eyes filled with resentment.
"You...why..."
Sarlayan didn't have the habit of explaining the source of his power to his enemies, so he took advantage of his illness to kill him.
Having lost an arm, Fandos' combat effectiveness has obviously been greatly affected.
Seeing Sarlayan approaching further with his sword held high, Fandos, who was unwilling to retreat, hysterically released a series of energy bombs, which were mixed with the three powers of arcane, undead and holy light.
Sarlayan: "...You are really a genius. Can Holy Light be the same?"
Roughly setting up the weapon to block the vital parts of his head, Sarlayan had no idea of retreating and rushed towards Fandos who was trying to escape with the composite energy bomb hitting his head and face.
"What the hell are you!"
When he flashed back and evaded, Fandos felt a little broken. He had never seen such a fierce enemy who was eager to attack.
In the past, when he dueled with other arcanists, they would use various types of magic shields to block the enemy's attacks.
"Have you never seen real combat? You thought you were just playing house!"
Growing up, Sarlayan had beaten countless academic mages who could only engage in theory and discussion. When it came to actual fights to the death, there was a high chance that they would be paralyzed on the spot.
After resisting the backlash of the spell and releasing the flash spell three times in succession, the distance between Fandos and Sarlayan was already more than twenty meters.
"Use blood as a guide to increase magic power!"
Fandos can still be ruthless at critical moments, he just simply lacks actual combat experience.
Forcibly squeezing the magic power from the blood of his severed arm, Fandos built the portal in just one second.
When Sharlayan took the starting position of charging, Fandos had already stepped into the portal.
"Damn untouchable, I will definitely make you pay..."
"Want to run?"
The moment Sarlayan stepped on the ground with his left foot and exerted force, a huge sound surged from his throat at the same time.
"Roar!!"
The sonic impact of the dragon's roar made the unsuspecting Fandos roar until stars appeared in his eyes and his nose bled.
The already formed teleportation gate was also affected, and the originally stable space passage began to fluctuate violently, and eventually disappeared due to the instability of its own structure.
Before Fandos could recover from his dizziness, Sarlayan had already rushed in front of him, clamped his throat with his left hand without a sword, and followed the force of the charge to push Fandos back.
Exterior wall of aristocratic mansion.
"Ahem!"
The mage's physique was far inferior to that of a close combat warrior like a warrior. Fandos, who had been internally injured by the roar, spat out a mouthful of blood the moment he hit the wall.
"Boom!"
With his hands free, Sarlayan hit Fandos hard on the forehead with a rocket headbutt, finally making him roll his eyes and faint.
By the time Valeera settled Etraeus and Stellagosa descended to the ground, the battle was over.
The two looked at each other speechlessly, and shrugged with a wry smile.
"You really didn't do it wrong by calling him a reckless man."
"Right? Once this guy gets excited, he doesn't know what risk control and cooperation are."
Although Fandos was obviously taller than Sarlayan, Sarlayan walked over holding him by the neck with one hand like a chicken.
"What are you two muttering about?"
"Let's go and say hello to Elisande and Kael'thas first. Then we'll go to Azsuna and hand this guy over to Faroldis."
By squeezing Fandos's neck with his big hands, Sharlayan drained all the power of death stored in his body.
This guy who was a monk on the way didn't know how he understood the power of death, and he was very inefficient in using this kind of energy that was completely different from arcane magic.
His three-legged cat's two moves can only scare people who come into contact with it for the first time and do not understand the nature of the power of death.
If Phandos confidently confronts Sharlayan without using the power of death, Sharlayan is really not sure of defeating him on his own, and will need the support of Valeera and Stellagosa.
By the time Elisande settled Etraeus, who had a dislocated arm, and rushed to the scene, the battle was already over.
Elisande paused slightly when he saw Fandos, who was caught in Sarlayan's hands, with his arm broken off, his head broken, and bleeding from all his orifices.
"Prince Kael'thas, this... Sarlayan Deep Shadow, who is he?"
"Huh? Didn't I say that before?"
Kael'thas slapped his forehead in frustration.
"Salayan's mother is a dragon. He is half dragon blood. He is also a baron of Quel'Thalas. After returning to the country this time, his father should upgrade his title to viscount."
The expressions of Elisande and Talisa were somewhat strange: "Can such a... straightforward person be a noble in Quel'Thalas?"
Kael'thas smiled nonchalantly: "Of course it couldn't be done before, otherwise those old nobles would cause trouble."
"Two years ago, Quel'Thalas suffered a great disaster. After the kingdom was rebuilt after the war, my father decided not to stick to the old rules and decided to carry out vigorous reforms in Quel'Thalas."
"Some of the old traditions of the past are no longer suitable for today's new era, so just throw them away."
Elisande looked at Sarlayan with a thoughtful look in his eyes: "Isn't it no longer suitable for the new era...?"