Feldan looked back angrily and helplessly. Behind a hillside not far behind him, next to a few big trees, was the entrance to Shadow Castle.
Unfortunately, the entrance has been blocked by Bain Holler with magic, and it has been occupied by a group of troll warriors. More than ten orc warlocks and warriors who wanted to escape were killed and fell to the ground.
"Varok Saurfang, you traitors to the Blackstone Clan, do you think you can kill me like this?" Feldan sneered. As one of Gul'dan's apprentices, he also comes from the Blackstone Clan.
And like Gul'dan, he was a respected orc shaman before becoming a warlock.
He was also one of the many members of the Shadow Council who followed Gul'dan out to sea to find the Tomb of Sargeras in the late period of the Second Orc Invasion War. However, Fel'dan was not qualified to follow Gul'dan into the tomb and was left in the Broken
Offshore of the archipelago, responsible for guarding ships.
Because of this, he escaped. Later, after learning that Gul'dan was torn apart by many demons guarding the Tomb of Sargeras, he fled to the continent of Kalimdor in panic, and became the leader of building the Thunderaxe Fortress in the Desolate Land.
One of the founders of
Varok Saurfang and Feldan are old acquaintances, because when Gul'dan controlled the Shadow Council and thus controlled the entire old tribe, Feldan was one of the parliament representatives sent to the Blackstone Clan.
Both sides of the war were veterans with rich combat experience, and the difference in numbers and strength was not large. Even if the tribe attacked first, it could at least be considered evenly matched, but the result was unexpected.
Feldan's men lost more than 300 people. The tribe's side was injured or not, which made Feldan frightened. He never imagined that the huge death gap during this period was simply because the tribe was in Prey.
At Er's suggestion, a medical team composed of shamans was formed.
The differences in size between the four major forces of the tribe make it difficult to form a formation. Therefore, even small-scale battles are still fought independently. However, the Thresh Kingdom garrison is almost exclusively made up of kobolds.
The Musketeers and Prell held the line and advanced in square formation from behind, which put tremendous pressure on Feldan and his men.
Now they were surrounded from all sides. Looking at the eagerly watching tribal soldiers, Ferdan glanced left and right and sighed slightly. He thought he had self-protection skills, but it was a pity for these men who had followed him for so long.
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With an order, the tribe soldiers overwhelmed Feldan and his men. The unlucky Feldan was targeted by the trio of pandaren. The three monks got close and beat a warlock. The scene was too brutal.
, by the time the battle was over, Ferdan had turned into a puddle of ooze.
Varok Saurfang stood with his battle ax stationed in front of the body of Feldan, who could no longer see the human form, and let out a long breath. However, Prell came over, followed by Braylin.
.Fire Fist, Varok was shocked when he saw Prell raising his sword.
Many intelligent races do not have the bad behavior of insulting the corpses of the dead after a battle. They think it is disrespectful to their honor. But when they saw that Prell continued to whip the corpses, and Braylin Fire Fist's hands condensed with green
With the evil energy, Varok quickly asked: "Chief Prell, what are you trying to do?"
Prell smiled, injecting the sword with holy light and inserting it into Feldan's heart. Braylin opened her palm, and the evil energy absorbed the same green energy from Feldan's body.
"Warlocks have a life-saving spell called 'Soul Binding'. It is an extremely evil spell. It uses the life force of an intelligent creature to condense it into a soul stone, which can avoid a fatal injury. This guy will give
I tied the soul stone myself!" Prell explained.
Sure enough, as he spoke, Feildan's mud-like body suddenly twisted, and a faint green smoke enveloped his whole body. When the smoke dissipated, his body had returned to its original appearance, except for the ordinary penis inserted into his chest.
The life force of Rael's long sword was also continuously extracted and stripped away by Braylin.
"You... these two bastards! When the master... comes back, you... will all die!" Feldan was very angry after being discovered. He knew that he would definitely die this time, so he cursed and stared at Prell, his body
However, his life force continued to disappear and he began to twitch.
"Be more careful when you meet a warlock in the future!" Seeing Feldan withering due to the constant extraction of his life force by Braylin, Prell withdrew his long sword and turned to the stunned Varok and other besiegers.
The tribal officers who came up said.
When everything was over, Braylin condensed a green stone in her hand. She handed it to Prell, who then threw it to Varok: "When you are fatally injured, crush it and you will get a supplement of vitality."
, this is good stuff!”
Varok Saurfang took it in his hand and wanted to refuse it, but was reluctant to give it up. He looked at it for a moment and stuffed it into his belt haphazardly.
"Clean the battlefield, collect the bodies of the dead and burn them! The wounded and prisoners will be interrogated and how to deal with them. I'll leave it to you, Varok!" Prell ordered, and Varok nodded and saluted.
Orc military salute.
The battle took less than an hour from the start to the end. Under the guidance of Braylin, Prell found the entrance to the Shadow Castle. This is a typical elf-style building. The entrance is half buried underground, with a
The winding path extends downward.
But Prell took two steps and found that he had gone around and out again, and was still standing in the small room of the entrance tree house. This was probably because Bernholler had used some kind of magic to completely block the entrance.
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So he did not continue to explore. After Varok finished handling everything, he led the army to retreat and exited the valley, leaving only a piece of burned residue and splattered dried blood.
At nearly dusk, Prell and Braylin saw Bernholle again. The fear lord seemed very happy. He first took out the contract, specifically asked Braylin to check it, and then threw a wooden box to the senior officer.
Elf sorceress, the parchment contract dissipated without wind.
Braylin looked over and over again at the life stone in the wooden box. Her inner joy could not be suppressed. She threw away the wooden box and put the light red and inconspicuous small stone in the palm of her hand. After a while, the life stone came out.
The stone melted.
Braylin was completely relieved. When she looked at Bernholler, she no longer had the same awe and fear as before. Bernholler didn't care. His goal had been achieved. He was still the only one speaking in Shadow Castle.
After all, Feldan could not intervene because he had been completely killed.
A big bag was thrown over, and Prell took it and saw that there were 20 turquoise sparkling crystals in it. Under the observation eyes, they were arcane crystals!
There was also a sheepskin map in the bag. Prell opened it and frowned. This was the location of a mithril mine promised by Bernholler to Prell. It was in the desolate Azshara region.
Southeast side of the mountain.
The tribe does not yet have enough strength to extend its hand that far, and the Thresh Kingdom naturally does not have the ability to occupy it. At least for three to five years, I am afraid that the mithril mine will not be developed.
Bernholler noticed Prell's expression, and he shrugged: "There is also a mithril mine in Winterspring Valley. Do you want to change it?" Prell curled his lips. Winterspring Valley is now the territory of the night elves.
It is simply a fantasy for him to go there to mine.
"Our contract has been completed. You'd better keep a low profile as you did before, otherwise we won't mind sending troops to attack again!" Prell said.
Bernholler burst out laughing. Apparently he was not afraid of Prell's threat, but said affectionately: "We have both proven our sincerity to each other, why not continue to maintain this good relationship? I send
Don’t you have the slightest interest in the list of supplies given to you, the favored one of the Holy Light?”
Prell stared up at him for a long time, making Bernholler feel terrified, and then asked: "I need a large amount of powerful flux, can you provide it?"
Bernholler laughed: "Do you think I have been living a living for these thousands of years? I know there is some turmoil between you and the venture capital company. It is difficult to obtain these materials from the goblins, but I have other
I can provide you with any number of channels you want!"
He waved his wings proudly and proudly: "The goblins are not the only race in this world that can produce powerful fluxes!"
"What if I want to buy a strong flux formula?" Player asked tentatively.
Bernholler didn't answer, but just gave him a "want to eat shit" expression, so Prell knew there was no chance.
Obviously Bernhöller wants to act as a middleman to earn the price difference and sell the formula? That is impossible!
So Prell negotiated a deal with him for a powerful flux of about five thousand gold coins. This trade price made Bernholler a little uninterested, but he still agreed, because he also knew that if the first time
If the trade cooperation is happy, a large number of orders will be issued from Prell, and he will be able to earn more gold coins.
When Bernholler's figure disappeared into the night, Prell raised the torch and looked at Braylin: "A fear devil is so keen on making money, does he also have the hobby of dragons and likes shiny gold things?
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Braylin laughed. Although it was not the first time he saw her smile, Prell always felt that this time Braylin was smiling easily and from the bottom of her heart. The sorceress said: "This is what Bain Holler gave me."
One of the many fun he found. He was transformed by evil energy. As long as the Burning Legion still exists, he will never truly die. His long life has allowed him to try too many ways and things to kill time.
For example, for a while, he was obsessed with learning the musical instruments of various races in the world of Azeroth, and this hobby lasted for nearly a thousand years, but in the end he discovered that perhaps making money was a more interesting thing.
Maybe one day in the future, he will find better fun!"
"Well, we mortals cannot understand the idea of a long-lived race! Congratulations, Braylin, you have finally been freed and become a free elf!"
Braylin smiled lightly and blinked her big beautiful eyes: "The shackles of life have been lifted. I think I should also try to learn from that big bat and learn to enjoy a wonderful life!"
She paused and said softly: "It's pretty good in Thresh Kingdom. I like it here very much!"
Prell smiled proudly, looked at Lexa who was on guard in the distance, and the curious little panda Lili who was poking her head behind him, and suddenly sighed.