The power of the spirit cannot be seen or touched, but this is the most instinctive collision of the soul, and if you are not careful, you will at least become an idiot. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The ability to unleash this psychic shock is an innate instinct of the Hellhounds, who are natural mage-killers who can easily defeat these dog-like demonic creatures when they inflict heavy losses on the upper elves immersed in arcane magic during the War of the Ancients.

And Benny, his soul was transformed by the Naru Mark, although he is not good at spiritual magic, but like the hellhound, the use of soul power has become his instinct, and this instinct is amplified by the Titans in Daruny.

Therefore, there was only one fate for those demon hounds------ the spiritual world was blown up by the rebounding spiritual power, and the already small brain was completely blown into a pile of paste.

“￥#！ ￥#！ ”

What is the devil best at it? Conspiracy? Strength? Of course not, what they are most good at, and what they are most proud of, is their infinite numbers.

Even though it was hidden by the woods, Benny could feel that the hellhounds in the woods looked like ants, and glanced at Haka, the demon seemed to be just directing the hellhounds, and he didn't mean to make a move.

The Hellhound doesn't care about his life, and neither does Haka, demons can't be completely killed outside of the Warped Void, and that's what makes them terrifying, no matter how many demons you destroy in your world, it won't be long before they reappear in front of you.

'Great evil energy reacts ------ power above Mephistos! The evil energy reaction is similar to that of Anatheron! Kai'Sa snapped up on the alarm.

Benny frowned, there was only one demon who fit Kaisha's situation-----。

'Tikdios?!'

After being defeated by Illidan, didn't this guy recover from his injuries in the Twisted Void? The Dreadlord is really going to take a family photo this time? Except for Annetheron, almost all of the famous and stylish Dreadlord Lords are here!

With a wave of the staff, the surrounding hellhounds were hit upside down by the inexplicable force, and their left hand was stretched out, and the golden magic circle spun up.

Didn't waste time on this hit the small one came the old one, when he was brushing a copy called Gilneth?

The golden chains drilled out of the land beside Haka, and the tall demon roared demonic words, the whip in his hand twitched back and forth, and the golden chains turned into light chips with a crisp sound, and Haka had to retreat, its strength was not strong enough to ignore the damage that the holy light had done to it.

"Snort~" A soft sound pierced the air, Haka's face changed, his head turned to the right, and a golden beam of light only the thickness of his thumb pierced through its shoulder blades, and the bone spur-lined shoulder guards shattered in response to the sound and scattered to the ground.

The golden chains took advantage of the momentum and trapped its hand, and the chains snapped, and the demon could no longer move.

"#¥------" The demon's words came to an abrupt halt, and the golden sword pierced its neck, and the demon pulled out twice, its head bulging into dead silence.

'Three thousand yards! ’

The Hellhounds were still frantically attacking the golden barriers, but Benny didn't bother to pay attention to them, he could already see the huge figures flying in the morning light.

The staff was raised, and the golden light slowly enveloped him from the bottom up, and after a moment, the golden light suddenly brightened, and then dimmed, and Benny had disappeared in place.

Having lost their purpose and their command, the Hellhounds, who had little intelligence, either wandered in place or scattered until a huge figure fell from the sky.

The Dreadlord kicked away a hellhound licking thick green blood and looked at Haka's corpse with a blank expression.

"Rubbish! If it weren't for this damn spatial barrier------ "The Dreadlord paused, seemingly realizing that his words didn't make much sense, and he looked around, flapping his huge wings and leaving the forest covered in demonic ashes and blood.

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Wall of Greymane, Gilneth side.

"Ma'am, the Great Lord, he ------" The priest didn't know how to explain, did he tell her that the High Lord had gone to help them?

"I know." No one knows Benny's character better than Sylvanas, who always goes a little too far by taking matters into his own hands. "How's Gilneth doing?"

"King Greymane is building a defensive line in the Style Village, and Lady Demitian and most of the war sacrifices have stayed there, and the high lord seems to want to ------" The sacrifice suddenly stopped and looked behind Sylvanas.

A golden light seemed to tear through the space and appeared out of thin air, and the light swelled up, turning into a figure in a moment.

"Whew~Whew~" Benny gasped slightly, the consumption of the Holy Light Teleportation Book was too great.

"How?" Sylvanas grabbed Benny and gave him a look of disgust.

"It's okay, it's just a bit expensive." Benny waved his hand. "Issa? When did you come back. ”

"Father." The little girl bowed, looking like a lady of a noble lady.

Benny looked at Sylvanas and winked at the little girl covertly, and a smile welled up in Issa's eyes.

"I've brought four scout squadrons, Gavin Rad will take some time to arrive, Stratholme's forces are almost empty, and he must wait for the rotation from the Outlands to return before he can leave." Sylvanas didn't see the little movement between father and daughter.

Benny nodded, Stratholme is the root of everything, there is no room for error, Gavinrad did the right thing.

"Disperse all the scouts and make them careful, this time there is no more danger than Daroney!"

"So serious?" Sylvanas frowned.

"Six Dreadlords, an unknown number of armies, and most importantly, they hold a special artifact." Benny's face was gloomy. "An artifact like Arthas's Rune Sword!"

"You mean-----" Sylvanas took a breath.

"That artifact can forcibly transform people into werewolves, and while the demons haven't mastered how to use it, no one knows when they'll create another werewolf legion."

The Light could not cure the curse of the werewolves, not even the Moon God, as had been proven in previous lives, and the Burning Legion would not humanize the werewolves like the Night Elves did.

"I'm going to wait in peace." Sylvanas turned away without saying anything, things are already like this, it's useless to worry, it's better to do what you have to do, and leave the rest to the Light.

"This is your army?" Liam didn't know when he stood behind Benny, he didn't know how the men got into Gilnes, and the gate was still closed.

"It's the army of the Light."