The battle between Modera and Aegwynn is over, but it's not over yet for Tonatiu.
In the terrifying flames just now, Tonatiu and the flame invaders were caught in it and burned to a great extent.
If it weren't for Tonatiu's magic immunity, if it weren't for the Flame Invader itself being a high-level fire element. Modera's super-large-area spell, which takes a long time to prepare and is also incredibly powerful, might be able to kill Tonatiu and Tonatiu at once.
Kill the Flame Invaders.
As a result, both the Flame Invader and Tonatiu were unharmed in the flames, being burned by the fire while slashing at each other in the sea of fire.
The fire element of this rock was squandered by Modera's spell, and the rock was burned. After Modera lost control of the spell, the fire disappeared, and the rocks within a few hundred meters turned into ashes and collapsed, and Tonati
Wu and his enemy happened to be inside and also fell into the pit.
Caught off guard, the two flame invaders fell into a mess. Tonatiu reacted first, barely landed on the ground, and then chopped them together again.
He understands now.
The two flame invaders, whose power of fire was restrained by themselves, could not do anything to them except their fists. But at the same time, I did not know what their physical components were. When I slashed at them with my stainless steel sword, all I could do was cut out some white...
Apart from leaving traces, there is nothing that can be done to them.
The result was a beating.
Neither Tonatiu nor the Flame Invaders can do anything to the other, it just depends on who loses his strength first.
Comparing physical strength with the elements, although he knows that his current body is very good, and his endurance and physical strength are amazing. But Tonatiu is still a little self-aware, and he knows that he cannot continue to use up like this.
Or run.
Wait until you find a weapon that can hurt their bodies, then come back and collect them.
Either that...
Tonatiu glanced at the two mages who had already decided the winner in the distance, gritted his teeth, and ran towards the mages with his big sword.
If it were Aegwynn.
Even if they are on the same level, just waving your hand will probably destroy these two elements, right?
Will she help?
It should be... right?
Anyway, magic can't help you, so it's okay if you don't help, but in the worst case, just run away!
Tonatiu made up his mind to run away.
He ran away.
The two flame invaders were stunned for a moment.
The fight with them just now was so fierce that they were helpless and the flesh-and-blood creature that made them so frantic actually ran away without saying a word.
"Roar!"
Two roars.
Flames ignited on their bodies again and they chased towards Tonatiu.
This side.
Modera was defeated.
She was defeated by a basic magic missile, and because the half-released spell was interfered with, her spirit was backlashed, and she is now in endless pain.
Aegwynn stood beside her.
She shook her head.
"When fighting, it's not that the more powerful the spell, the better, but that the appropriate spell should be used in the right place and on the right occasion."
"If you use it well, sometimes a stone throwing spell can kill a blue dragon. Modera, you are very talented, but you are too impatient."
Modera could no longer speak.
Her expression was very uncomfortable, and she was obviously in great pain. Falling from a high place, and having a powerful spell backfire, neither of which was easy for the young girl mage.
"Why……"
Aegwynn sighed.
Her slender white hands emitted blue light, and these lights fell on Modera's body.
"I hope this can make you feel better. I'm not good at treatment."
Under the guidance of her mellow and gentle arcane power, the backlash of pain in Modera's body subsided slightly. Although she could not speak, her expression became more comfortable, and her eyes showed gratitude.
See her like this.
Aegwynn, who is already a mother, couldn't help but feel a touch of tenderness in her heart. This is still a child!
She actually also liked this outstanding mage at such a young age. She felt that if she did not have children, she would probably choose to pass on the power of the guardian to such a descendant.
Just then.
She heard a rumbling sound in the distance. Aegwynn looked up and saw the troll charging towards him with two fire elements in the distance. Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed.
Troll?
Not a single good thing!
While preparing spells to kill the trolls and fire elements, she comforted Modera:
"Child... you take a rest and get some sleep. I won't do anything to you. I will send you back to the Kirin Tor. Wait a minute, you..."
suddenly.
Aegwynn noticed that at some point, Modera's grateful eyes became a little cold. And maybe when Aegwynn looked up at the troll, there was black mist floating into Modera's body from her waist.
, Modera's hand quietly reached into her waist without knowing when, and held the thing.
"Kid! No!"
Aegwynn exclaimed, and her movement to prepare the spell stopped. Modera had already drawn a curved black dagger from her waist, her face turned ferocious at some point, and she screamed:
"Aegwynn! Traitor of Tirisfal! Die!"
The dagger was thrust into Aegwynn's abdomen.
call out!
Although Aegwynn was still frightened, at the critical moment, a light flashed from her body and she reappeared dozens of meters away. However, there was a trace of blood on the white mage robe.
Modera, who was lying half-lying with a ferocious face, had no one to support her. She suddenly fell to the ground weakly, but the dagger in her hand was dripping with Aegwynn's blood.
Aegwynn is injured.
The former guardian, who had never been injured before, was shocked and confused. Before she could attack or make a decision, a wisp of faint black smoke suddenly floated out of the dagger in Modera's hand and flew towards her.
The black smoke looked ordinary, like the exhaust fumes from the recently popular smoking among humans, but just at this glance, the former guardian felt like he was being targeted by indescribable terror. When he faced Sargeras,
The panic that had not appeared at all actually appeared in her heart after her body was injured.
A moment.
The cold wind seemed to be blowing from Aegwynn's ears, entangled in the messy and weird piles of rocks around, and roared like a wraith unwilling to accept it.
I don’t know when, three moons appeared on the Fire Feather Mountain where the sun was originally scorching. One was Elune, one was Blue Child, and the other one was the moon on the edge of the cliff. Oh no, this is definitely not a moon!
Aegwynn saw it hanging alone in the sky, without even a star around it. This was the reason why she felt it was alone. It was dark red, like human blood, just like the sharp pain in her abdomen.
Same as the ones that came out.
The red moon caught Aegwynn's eye. She didn't know how to describe it. It was not very big, but it was fragmented and placed on a pale altar...
ah!
It's not the moon.
It is Aegwynn, it is itself, it is its own body!
The altar with Aegwynn's body was definitely not a natural creation. It seemed to be engraved with the words of the gods, but it was obscure and dark.
The surface of the altar is filled with a red liquid that looks like blood, but it is still flowing. Is it my own blood?
Aegwynn was confused.
If the corpse on the altar is me, then who am I now? If the body on the altar is Aegwynn, then who am I?!
The altar seemed to have just undergone a sacrificial ceremony. The miserable prey was eaten by the sacrificial owner, leaving only some body parts. The remains were connected with white muscle-like lines, which made Aegwynn's stomach unbearable.
He couldn't help but convulse.
She lowered her head and wanted to vomit.
However, when he lowered his head, Aegwynn, who had seen so many things that even the Demon King had seen, almost screamed.
Because she saw that at some point, the place where she was standing turned into a pool of red blood. She quickly looked up and saw that Fire Feather Mountain had disappeared.
at this time.
A gentle arcane wave came from her hand, and Aegwynn felt calm. She lowered her head and saw that Aluneth was shining brightly in her hand.
She looked up at the mountains of corpses and seas of blood around her, with a sneer on her fair and fair face.
"Illusion? What a powerful illusion. It seems that the casting medium is my blood. Alunes, thank you!"
Aegwynn has woken up, she knows what happened, and she tries to break this curse and spiritual magic attack.
suddenly.
A chaotic sound echoed in the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
She recognized that it was troll language. The former guardian who had lived for hundreds of years was of course proficient in many languages, so of course she could understand it.
"Hey? That one on the ground, get out of the way! If you can still move, get out of the way!"
"Why!"
"Tough luck!"
"..."
When the illusion was shattered, Aegwynn seemed to hear a scream full of unwillingness and anger in his ears, but it seemed as if there was nothing at all.
She returned to reality.
Aegwynn looked up and saw not far away, the tall troll, holding the unconscious Modera, being chased by two fire elements, rushing towards him.
The dagger, which was still dripping with her own blood, was dark in the sun. Being held by the unconscious Modera in her chest, Aegwynn felt an uncontrollable coldness in her heart.
