Chapter 654: Set fire to the mountain and sit in jail
From a long time ago, Sharlayan has considered how to prevent the souls of dead demons from escaping and eliminate them once and for all in Azeroth.
By chance, Sarlayan unexpectedly found the answer. He specifically found some insignificant fish demons to try, and successfully verified his conjecture.
Merry looked at Sarlayan suspiciously: "Are you sure? Once you release Cassanatil, it won't be that easy to suck him back."
Sarlayan nodded firmly: "I'm sure,
Master Merry, please believe me, I will not joke about this kind of thing."
Meri frowned and looked at Valeela, hesitated for a while after getting her confirmation, and finally nodded in agreement.
"Well, I hope you can keep your word."
Leaving the depressed-looking Tinagosa behind in the secret warehouse to guard, Sharlayan, Valeela and Merry walked out of the warehouse and continued deep into the forest.
After arriving at a hidden forest area against the mountain wall, Meili was the first to stop.
Turning around, he solemnly gave his final warning to Sarlayan and Valeera.
"Casanatir has been sealed in my body for hundreds of years, and has already formed a certain symbiotic relationship with me. The evil power I have cultivated can also nourish Cassanatir."
"But because I am an undead creature and do not need to take in nutrients, Cassanatil has not eaten a single meal for hundreds of years. His body is very weak and his strength has declined as a result."
"But I hope you don't underestimate him because of this. No matter how weak he is, he is still a demigod-level demon. Be vigilant and never let him take the opportunity to escape."
Sarlayan and Valeela nodded solemnly, both of them drew their weapons and prepared for battle.
As a lich, Merry no longer needs to breathe.
But he still took a deep breath as he was accustomed to when he was a human.
"start!"
Cassanatil never gave up his plan to escape from Merry's body.
When Meili took the initiative to relax her control,
A bald figure with devilish curved horns immediately poked its head out of his body.
"I'm free at last! Stupid mage,
You can't limit me forever!"
After forcefully crawling out of Meili's body three or two times,
Cassanatil wasted no time in speaking harshly,
He spread out the huge bat wings on his back and wanted to escape from the scene.
"Fumaran!"
Sarlayan's left hand holding the sword flashed with a ray of cyan light, and a small spiral wind suddenly blew around Cassanatir.
This is the Druid's whirlwind skill,
Sarlayan is not acquired through the system, but is mastered by oneself after long-term practice.
Under the interference of the violently rotating whirlwind, the weak Cassanatil was unable to break free in a short time.
Merry quickly adapted to the strange feeling of emptiness in his body, pointed the staff at Cassanatir, and fired a series of arcane missiles from the tip of the staff.
Merry's arcane missiles are different. They are smaller than normal arcane missiles, but the speed and quantity they fire are terrifying.
Countless arcane missiles hit the fel energy shield of Cassanatir's body, making a crisp crackling sound.
Valeela threw out the hook lock with her left hand and wrapped it around Cassanatir's right leg.
Pulling the chain hard, Valeela's light body quickly approached Cassanatil.
When Valeela was about to touch the whirlwind wall, Sharlayan dissipated the spell with tacit understanding, allowing Kasanatir to fall freely to the ground.
Valeera took the opportunity to let go of the hook lock, and continued to move closer to Cassanatil with the help of inertia. The Quel'Sera daggers in her hands were raised high, and she was about to stab Cassanatil in the back.
The restraints finally disappeared, and Cassanatil immediately felt the chill coming from behind him, and subconsciously rolled around on the ground.
Narrowly escaping Valeela's attacks,
Before Kasanatil could adjust his posture and stand up, Sarlayan had already launched a charge and struck.
"boom!"
Kasanatil, who was in an unstable posture, was hit from the side by Sarlayan. The huge kinetic impact made him a little breathless. He reluctantly held his breath and turned around to release a green energy mist.
Merry, who has rich experience in fighting demons, reminded loudly: "Be careful! That is the unique hypnotic fog of the Dread Lord!"
In fact, there was no need for Meri to remind him, Sarlayan had already taken the countermeasures in advance.
"I blow!"
Valarjar pointed both swords forward at the same time, and strong wind force was sprayed from the tips of the two swords.
Sarlayan releases the Typhoon skill in this unconventional way, and its power is inevitably weakened, but it is just right for use here.
Sarlayan's purpose was not to inflict casualties, but to blow away the fog that blocked Kasanatil's path.
"Hoola!"
The hypnotic fog rolled back. As a spellcaster, Cassanatil himself was not affected by the spell, but Sarlayan's quick reaction really surprised him.
When the fog dissipated, Valeera made a comeback, flew in front of Cassanatir and launched a killing feast without hesitation.
The extremely high movement speed burst out in a short period of time, creating multiple afterimages around Cassanatir.
Cassanatil tried his best to avoid those fatal attacks, but his weak body made him somewhat unable to do what he did.
After the killing feast, Valeera landed again and took a deep breath. The burden on her body caused by the high-level skills made her unable to continue the pursuit for the time being.
Green blood spurted out from multiple wounds on Cassanatir's body at the same time. The injuries caused by the dagger were very small. Each wound was not big, but a large number of wounds were spread all over his body. Only those he tried desperately to protect
The vital parts of his head and heart are still intact.
After meeting the descendants of Revthera, Merry once regretted that his descendants could not inherit the mantle of the arcanist.
In the previous secret battle between Valeera and the Syndicate thieves, Valeera did not try her best and failed to let Merry see a performance worthy of her eyes.
Seeing Valeera's outburst with her own eyes, Merry suddenly woke up.
Even if they did not follow the path of an arcanist, the descendants of Lefthera did not waste their time and carved out a future that best suited them on another path.
"Ugh! Damn mortals!"
Cassanatil, whose body was covered with wounds, was frightened and angry. It was only then that he realized that he had been deceived.
It wasn't that Merry was overwhelmed and couldn't suppress him, but that the cunning mage took the initiative to let go of control in order to kill him with the cooperation of his companions.
Cassanatil didn't know why Merry suddenly changed his mind, but he would not give up his struggle for survival just because he could still be resurrected.
"Chaos Arrow!"
Quickly chanting a spell and releasing a fel spell, he barely managed to push back Valeela, whose movement ability had declined. Kasanatil turned her head and spread her wings without hesitation.
When he was attacked, he still had the energy to fight with the enemy, but unfortunately he suffered heavy losses in the blink of an eye.
Cassanatil, who was not in his best condition, just wanted to run away and come back to cause trouble for these three people when he recovered.
"Roots entangled!"
Before Kasanatil could take off, Sarlayan, who had long been prepared, summoned vines from the ground and pulled Kasanatil's feet just off the ground.
"Merry!"
At the same time as Sarlayan issued a reminder, Merry, who had also prepared a spell, threw a fireball as big as a basin in his hand at Cassanatil.
"Pyroblast!"
"Boom!"
The huge roar coming from the mountains and forests in the north can be heard as far away as Steinblade.
Fortunately, trees covered with heavy snow are difficult to ignite, otherwise a forest fire would be inevitable.
【A fire on the mountain, the director fell in love with me.】
【Set fire to the mountain and sit on the bottom of the prison.】
[Green smoke rises from the mountain, and the bracelets are tight at the foot of the mountain.]
[Fuck! That’s enough for you, but it didn’t really start to burn.]
[Ahem~ Let’s get down to business, Xiaosha can still get away with being a support player.]
[Druids are originally frequent visitors to the 2V2 arena, and using various control spells in turn will make people very irritated. 】
Although the barrage praised Sarlayan's assistance at every opportunity, he himself was somewhat dissatisfied with his performance.
Sarlayan: "Sure enough, it's a bit awkward to cast spells with melee weapons. Do we really need to find a staff to carry with us?"
[Have you ever considered continuing to harvest Malfurion’s wool? Haven’t you used the twigs of the mother tree Garnier before? 】
Sarlayan sighed with a headache: "Do you want me to carry an extra staff? That would be so inconvenient."
[Stupid, have you forgotten that artifacts can transform according to the owner's needs? Isn't it cool to be the Lord of the Rings? 】
"Um?"
Sarlayan suddenly realized and hammered his palm: "Hi~ What a good idea! It's worth a try!"
[Don’t be shy, let’s settle the matter in front of you first, this guy’s soul is going to run away.]