Who would have thought that this boss would be very confident in his pets.
"It doesn't matter. As long as you fight outside, you don't have to worry about me."
"My little baby, the outside is much stronger than the inside."
If it's some kind of magic curse or physical attack.
Unless he brings together a group of mages to continuously bombard his cetacean, his cetacean may be injured.
Otherwise, the fight between a few individuals, let alone the impact, would not cause any serious harm even if it hit his cetacean directly.
"Then if that's the case, I'll be even more relieved."
"I leave this person in your hands."
"You made an agreement with the troll clan leader that you would treat his nephew accordingly."
"After all, we were only halfway through the transaction before it was interrupted."
"I hope the boss can complete the following work."
"As for the three of us, just go outside and wait for him."
"No matter what the outcome is, you can't mess up the things entrusted by your friends, right?"
Hearing what Mai Fan said, no matter how stupid the troll was, he knew that Mai Fan and his party were going to abandon him and go out to find excitement on their own.
For this reason, the silly troll expressed strong dissatisfaction: "No! Brother, you can't do this to me!"
"We came here together and we have to go out together!"
"Fighting is such a good thing, you can't leave me behind!"
As an elite warrior of the troll tribe, fighting is the happiest thing for the silly troll.
But Mai Fan couldn't take any chances, so he fooled this guy.
"Your first priority is to cure your illness as soon as possible."
"Have you forgotten the purpose of coming out this time?"
"Your uncle has a heavy responsibility for me. You should at least finish the things that your uncle told you before talking about anything else, right?"
"Also, if you cooperate with the boss's treatment now, you might get better soon."
"If a warrior as capable as you is not biased in intelligence, he will be such a powerful helper."
"So, even if the fight begins, you must be in your best condition."
"You should cure the disease quickly. Whether we can leave here safely depends on your ability."
These words successfully deceived the silly troll.
He is somewhat happy and satisfied with his importance.
In order for Mai Fan and others not to worry, he patted his chest, sat back down and waved to the shop owner: "Quick, let's continue."
"Hurry up and bring me that potion!"
"I need to get treatment quickly. Both my uncle and my eldest brother are waiting for me!"
The shop owner was speechless by these words, but looking at Mai Fan's calm expression, he couldn't say the next words.
"Then, shall I send it out to you?"
"When the treatment here is over, can I bring you back?"
This sounded right. Mai Fan nodded and said, "Thank you."
Then he followed the boss's instructions and stood at the door of the store.
The owner of the store pressed another button, and the cetacean received the command, and howled...
It was like a yawn, and he opened his mouth.
The light from outside the house came in, and Mai Fan and his party left the house easily.
As for the battlefield outside the house...is the situation already like this?
The undead wizard, who clearly had the upper hand, was already in a state of overpowering and fighting.
By now, it is certain that the night elves' misfortunes are all the fault of this wizard.
But Mai Fan still hasn't figured out what the purpose of this necromancer, based on his status and abilities...is?
So, when the night elves were suppressed and beaten until they could breathe, and could only hide in a blind spot and secretly fire arrows to catch their breath, Maifan shouted to Tyrande in an area that was not affected by the battle.
"Have you ever offended anyone from the Undead Tribe before?"
"Never! I haven't even been exposed to it."
Mai Fan asked again: "Did you indirectly damage the interests of the undead clan during your work?"
The night elf recalled his job again. What could a occult history teacher in a magic school do?
"Impossible! I'm not a practical teacher. All my students are nerds who like to read, and there are no children from the undead tribe!"
Then this is strange, two people who have no intersection at all, why would the other party want to harm him?
"Is that someone from your tribe, or someone from your wife's side, someone hired or entrusted with a relationship who wants to kill you?"
It's impossible. According to the arrogance of the night elves, they will never let people from other races harm their abandoned children.
From the perspective of the night elves, no matter how depraved and miserable the people of their own tribe are, it is not something that other tribes can do.
The entire Dark Territory is divided into only two types of people, night elves and other ethnic groups.
So looking for outsiders to harm our own people... this kind of thing must never happen.
As for the night elf's wife, that's even more impossible.
As a shame to the light, not to be directly killed by the people of the light...
Wait, his wife is indeed going to die soon.
Thinking of this, the night elf shouted angrily at the necromancer: "You actually became a lackey of the light."
"I really didn't expect that the undead tribe, who are always at the forefront of the battle, would also have lackeys who surrendered to the light!"
Then this insult is really too strong.
Because of this border war that has lasted for hundreds of years, the hatred between light and darkness has grown like a snowball.
If someone turns to the other side, let alone him alone, the entire group will become a sinner.
In the darkness, the highest level of insult is what the night elves say.
How could a necromancer with an extremely high status endure these words?
He didn't even bother to attack the unfortunate night elf.
He broke the lie through the air: "Fart! It's pure nonsense!"
"I did all this just because you, a loser, are not worthy of such a perfect woman."
"Look at the soul she has, the color is so special and pure!"
"If you look at her body full of contradictions, it's simply the best masterpiece God has given us."
"I have never seen a more successful transformation than hers."
"I've been waiting for such a long time, isn't it just for the companionship of such a soul and such a body?"
"Who do you think developed your transformation spell and wrote it into a book?"
"It's me, the great Lord Melancholy, the most promising wizard of the undead!"
"But why are you the only one who succeeded?"
"I have done this experiment thousands of times, and hundreds of Light Body races captured from the border have all failed."
