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Chapter 27 The Legendary Twilight

Dragon Eagles are a strange species between living entities and magical creatures.

It is said that they, like the Mana Floating Dragon, were born after the high elves settled in Eversong Forest and created the Sunwell.

Danmaku was very interested in this issue, but Sarlayan was not a historian and had no time to delve into the origin of Dragon Eagle.

In terms of practicality, this creature unique to the Eversong Forest does have certain magical properties and can spit out flames like a giant dragon.

Of course, the dragon eagle's flames are completely different from the power of the dragon's breath. By analogy, they are like the difference between a small river and the sea.

Sarlayan didn't expect the Dragon Eagle's flame breath to cause much damage to the enemy. His purpose was just to harass.

The situation at the ambush site can be clearly seen from the air.

Unprepared in advance, the Ranger team led by Lireza was caught off guard.

In one encounter, two rangers were hacked to death by a male and a female sword master, and one was knocked to the ground and bitten by a deformed troll that was several times larger than an ordinary troll.

In order to cultivate the ferocity of his people, Zuljin deliberately allowed the Amani trolls under his command to maintain the bad habit of cannibalism.

The ranger who was knocked down lost his breath in the blink of an eye, and his body was still being gnawed mercilessly by the giant troll.

The rangers that Releza brought out were all elites who had experienced battles for a long time, and were not frightened by the cannibal scene of the trolls.

But seeing their comrades who live together day and night being eaten by the enemy, it is impossible for them not to have any psychological fluctuations.

At this time, Lireza was tightly entangled by an orc swordmaster with white beard and hair. Behind her, there was a forest troll with feathers on his arms and a dagger in both hands, waiting for an opportunity.

When Sharlayan broke into the battlefield, Lileza was completely unable to escape, and the rangers who were not well prepared were beaten back by the elite trolls.

"The situation is not good. How could these guys discover my whereabouts?"

While using his two ranger swords to block the sword of the white-haired swordsman, Lireza recalled in his mind whether he had made any omissions.

In guerrilla warfare, the most important thing is to keep the guerrilla routes open.

For this reason, Lireza sent several rangers to explore the path before setting off, but they did not find anything unusual at that time.

'Unlucky, we happened to bump into each other? But it doesn't look like they were fully prepared, could it be...'

Although she didn't want to doubt her subordinates, under the current situation, Liresa immediately thought that someone in the Rangers might have betrayed her whereabouts.

Releza guessed right, but not completely.

Due to the obstruction of Sarlayan, Vereesa and others, the traitor who secretly reported Vereesa's whereabouts has not been able to convey the news to the tribe.

The success of this ambush was really just a coincidence.

Reality is not fiction, and rationality needs to be considered. Certain bizarre events that occur in the real world are often more bizarre than fiction.

The dragon eagle made a crisp cry during the dive, and the flames falling from the sky frightened Dal Triple Blood Blade, who was actively attacking. He subconsciously thought that the red dragon controlled by the tribe had rebelled.

Dar rolled on the spot to avoid the dragon eagle's breath. The bird-man troll holding the dagger stamped his feet angrily: "What are you hiding from! The power of the dragon eagle's breath cannot break through the fire-proof witchcraft I blessed you with! Keep attacking.

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The high-end battle situation is constantly changing, and a change in one detail may shake up the overall situation.

Dar's temporary avoidance of the fight allowed Lireza, who was in a very embarrassed situation, to find his own rhythm.

The strong long legs under the leather shorts suddenly exerted force, and Liresa did a backflip and jumped into the air.

The bird-man troll didn't even see Lireza's movements clearly, the double swords in her hands had already been switched to long bows.

"Whoosh!"

Lileza, who was head-down in mid-air, shot the arrow in his hand at the right time. The bird-man troll tried his best to dodge, but was still shot through the upper left arm by the sudden arrow.

"ah!"

This bird-man-like troll is named Ekilson, and he is the priest of Loa, the Amani eagle.

Like Harraz, in order to defeat the high elves and regain the territory and glory belonging to the forest trolls, Akilsund sacrificed the Loa he believed in and took its power as his own.

Leleza knew the Amani Trolls as well as they did themselves. Aikilson had the ability to transform into an eagle. Losing one of his hands in advance could block his ability to fly for a period of time.

"This reckless man!"

Valeela, who was half a beat too slow to react, cursed secretly, and dived down behind Sarlayan.

A surprise attack with a strange move can be successful, but it will be uncomfortable to use the same move again in the same battle, and the enemy will definitely be on guard.

Valeela did not let the dragon eagle she was riding rush into the battlefield. When she was still more than 20 meters away from the land, she jumped off the dragon eagle's back in advance, and started sneaking into the shadows in mid-air.

She landed steadily on the tree several times, and the next time she appeared, Valeela had already appeared behind a troll soldier who was busy attacking the ranger formation.

"Bah!"

The dagger with quick-acting poison took advantage of it and stabbed the troll into the heart from behind.

Pulling out the bloody dagger, Valeera didn't stop, stepped back, and started sneaking again.

Unlike warriors who are good at frontal combat, Valeera is good at hidden assassinations. Her battlefield is not where the light shines, but in the dark shadows.

Standing up from the ground, Dar realized that his error in judgment allowed Lireza to escape from the killing circle, which made him very regretful.

'Sure enough, I'm still old...'

The arrow is on the string and has to be fired. Now that the matter has come to this, we can only attack head-on.

Let the elite soldiers of the forest troll entangle Lireza's rangers, Dahl, Lantriso, Azuka and Ekilsson formed a four-cornered formation to surround Lireza.

An old legend led three elites, and Lireza, who was at the peak of his prime, did not dare to relax at all.

After injuring Egilsson and landing on the ground, she fully drew the bow string, scanned the movements of the four people with the wide-area perspective of the eagle eye technique, and adjusted her position at any time with small steps.

'These two little guys are the only ones who have come to reinforce us... I'm afraid it's going to be a disaster.'

Although he didn't have much contact with them, Lireza, who also lived in the southern part of the forest, certainly knew Sarlayan and Valeela, two once famous figures.

He already had a premonition of his fate, but Lireza did not intend to give up resistance.

The people of the Windrunner family have never known what it means to surrender without mercy. Even if they die, they must die in a worthwhile way, and at least they must bring a few enemies to be buried with them.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Taking advantage of the moment when Dar was unconsciously distracted, Liresa seized the opportunity and shot three consecutive arrows at the same time.

A moment's loss of concentration is very fatal in a high-end battle situation. Fortunately, his rich experience in fighting for many years saved Dahl's life.

While subconsciously feeling the threat, Dahl didn't think anything about it. Following his body's instinct, he leaned back toward the iron bridge and watched helplessly as the two arrows, which were almost close to each other, passed in front of him.

"Two?!"

Suddenly realizing something was wrong, Dahl turned over and bounced up and immediately looked towards the direction of the third arrow's flight.

"Ouch!"

Ekilsson, who was already injured, was tricked by Lireza's deception. His left upper arm, which was recovering, was severely injured again. Moreover, the two wounds were almost at the same point, which was obviously intentional.

The wound that had begun to scab was violently torn apart again, and the area of ​​the wound was larger than before. Even with the troll's recovery ability, it was impossible to heal it in a short time.

"Damn it! Despicable high elf!"

Continuing to stay on this high-end battlefield will only become a gap for the enemy to break through, so Ekilsund can only grit his teeth and withdraw from the battle circle.

Ekilsson, who was holding his left hand, was very unwilling. He was persuaded to retreat by two arrows before he could perform any performance on the battlefield.

Dahl felt a little guilty in his heart. After all, Ekilsund was injured because of his distraction.

"Allies, you should deal with the two juniors who are disrupting the situation first. Let us handle it here."

A look of displeasure was evident on Ekilsund's face.

Unlike the Burning Blade clan who didn't know anything yet, he had already heard from the messengers that Gul'dan and the Dragonmaw clan had withdrawn one after another, leaving the forest trolls as allies in a dilemma in the Eversong Forest.

The last trace of Akilson's goodwill toward the orcs was gone. If he hadn't needed their help to kill the Ranger General, he would have broken up with the old guy who had half his foot in the coffin.

"Tsk! You must capture her."

Dar nodded solemnly, holding the weather-beaten sword across his chest, with a look of determination in his scarlet eyes.

'My concentration is getting worse and worse. Is my destiny approaching?'

'Rather than die of illness in bed, I would rather die in a glorious battle!'

Taking a deep breath, Dar managed to cheer up, raised his sword high and shouted the most traditional battle cry of the orcs.

“lok’ogar! For the clan! For the tribe!”


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