"Those guys have three leaders in the cave, a demon, an orc, and a satyr."

The Lava Galloper reminded Sakin, who immediately had his hair standing on end when he heard it, and there was actually Sartre stirring it here.

The satyrs are strange creatures that are the result of the corruption of the Night Elves by Sargeras during the War of the Ancients, and can now be classified as demons.

These guys often appear as stealthy missions, and they are also known for their insidiousness and cunning.

The appearance of Sartre in this cave means that everything that happens here is related to the Burning Legion, and it can't be wrong!

"Three leads?"

Satin still wanted to be sure, so he asked the Lava Galloper again.

"You have killed both the demons and the orcs, only that Sartre is still in the cave, and we can't find him at the moment."

The Lava Gallopers told Sakin everything they knew, and it turned out that there were so many creatures in this cavern!

The demon leader is Taragaman the Hungry, and the orc is the warlock Jegosh the Supplicant who has just been hiding in the shadows and using banishment to cause a commotion among the lava rushers.

As for the last Sartre who did not appear, it was called Bazaran, and it is said that he also had a group of Sartre hiding in the cave.

"Good luck to you, we have to go, we've been banished by them for too long, we need to enter the lava river to recharge the core."

With that, the Lava Runner took his compatriots straight into the nearby lava river, which blended perfectly with the lava as the river itself.

"Thank you! Let's go too! ”

Sakin thanked the vanishing Lava Rusher, then turned and motioned for Varna and the boars to get up and return to the Shadow Breach.

"Master, what about the faceless Sartre? Will you just let him be here? ”

Calga Thorn was clearly concerned about the unseen Sartre, and he reminded him if he needed to find a way to clean it up.

"It's okay! He'll send it to the door himself. ”

Sakin smiled at the corner of his mouth and said confidently to the Mother of Calga.

The Boar People's Guards changed their guard formation, leaving four shield-wielding warriors at the front of the line and two at the back, ready to defend against possible attacks.

The two archers followed Satin and Varna, and Karga walked in front of the two trolls, and in front of her were two long-armed warriors.

Behind the archers were also two long-armed warriors, and it seemed that this formation completely protected Sakin and Varna in the core area from any attack.

"Calga, you and Varna take them out first, and I'm going to find something as evidence to present to the Grand Chief."

Sakin glanced at Varna, who immediately understood what he meant, nodded, and pulled Karga Thorn to speed forward.

"Master? This ......"

Karga Thorn Rib was suddenly pulled forward by Varna, and he didn't even understand what was going on, and he was dragged several times along the way and almost fell.

The Boar Guard's Guards didn't know Sakin's intentions, but they didn't object to the master's orders, and instead escorted the Mistress and the Troll Witch Doctor all the way.

Soon, Satin disappeared from sight of the group ahead of her, when Varna suddenly let go of the Boar Man and pulled her boomerang from behind.

"Listen, Sakin is going to use himself as bait to seduce Sartre to show up, those guys are born assassins and conspirators, so they will definitely not let go of your solo master."

Varna stated Sakin's purpose for doing this, and a chill suddenly hit the soles of his feet, and his master actually took such a risk, just to clear Sartre's threat.

Did your own words prompt the owner to make this choice?

Karga Thorn Rib regretted the kind reminder he had just given.

"I need four people to come back with me quickly to support Sakin, are you willing to listen to my orders?"

Varna wasn't sure if she would be able to command the elite Boarmen, who she had little to no experience with.

"As long as you can help the master, you can do whatever you say, even if we die!"

What Varna didn't expect was that these boar people agreed to her without hesitation, and they also made a heavy oath.

"Ugh! Not really! ”

The troll witch doctor didn't want anyone to die easily, even if it was for the existence of her sworn allegiance, after all, life was a very precious existence in her opinion.

"You two, and both of you, come with me, and the others will return the same way in five minutes as backup."

Varna ordered the two boar archers and long-armed warriors behind her, telling them to follow her back as fast as she could.

"Troll, today next year is your death day."

Sure enough, Sakin's solitary action caught the attention of Sartre, who knew that the troll was the key to the cave's cleanup, so they took the bait!

A purple-red Sartre was the first to appear, and more than a dozen guys of the same shape appeared behind him, but the color was slightly lighter.

"You're Bazaran?"

Sakin suddenly asked Sartre a question in demonic language, which surprised the Sartres a lot, they had never seen a single troll actually speak demonic language.

Since Sajin made a contract with the elf dragon in the Emerald Dream Realm, the level of bloodline awakening has become more and more intense, and now he can roughly use it as long as he listens to a few other languages.

"You, how can you speak demonic language? Are you also a servant of your master? ”

Bazaran hesitated, his master has always been very good at agitating people, maybe he sent other men to carry out the mission here in addition to himself!

"It seems that you are Bazaran, I guessed correctly!"

Sakin didn't pay any attention to Sartre's questioning, but said with a smile to himself.

"You're not a servant of your master, so it seems that there's no need to talk nonsense with you, kill him!"

Bazaran gave an order, and the satyrs behind him suddenly disappeared into thin air, and Sakin knew that these guys were here to sneak attack him.

However, these satyrs also underestimated Sagin, and saw the troll leap and jump directly onto the tip of a huge bare rock.

In this way, if you want to sneak attack him, there is only one way to go, provided that these satyrs can't fly.

With his back against the hard wall, Sakin drew two javelins and clenched them in his hands, crossing them one after the other in a defensive stance, ready for the upcoming "sneak attack".

Airplanes!

A strange sound came into Sakin's ears, he actually heard the movements of these Sartre, and through the sound, he could clearly know the direction of the enemy's approach, which he did not expect!

Poof!

Sakin stabbed the javelin directly at the closest place to the sound, and the figure of a satyr was gradually revealed, the chest had been pierced, and blood flowed down the javelin......