"Tsk......"

"Two spell shapeshifters?"

In the jungle of Talgrab.

Kilrog Deadeye, who was looking at a creature about to be killed by him, with a cruel look in his eyes.

In front of him were a pair of indigenous females who were surrounded by the warriors of the Blood Cave Clan, looking embarrassed.

It was a pair of Kadore maidens.

However, in the eyes of the orcs, the female of Kadore is no different from the female of the Zandalar troll, and some orcs even treat them as a race.

After all, they all have long ears, they are all taller, their bodies are relatively thin, and their skin is a bit similar.

Just now, the pair of indigenous females in Kilrog's eyes. In the form of a giant black bear and a cheetah, it appeared in front of him and the orc elite of the Blood Cave Clan.

Neozu's left arm and right arm thought they were beasts of the forest, though he had been here for so many days and had never seen them in the forest here.

The beasts of the forest of resentment help Kilrog, the troll of Zandalara, to take out his anger on "them".

As a result, the two so-called "beasts" were quickly beaten back to their original form and transformed into their original appearance - "native indigenous females" in Kilrog's eyes.

"What should I do with you? Glorious orcs don't eat natives. Kilrog smiled cruelly.

The only thing he had left was his right eye, which radiated a chilling cold light.

This made Astarya, who had never experienced this, leaning closer to the hugging Hisali who was hugging her.

Compared to Asterya, who had never experienced this, Hisari, who had been trapped in the hive and was almost corrupted by the Old Gods, was calmer.

"Astarya, calm down. You should have a guru's necklace on you, right? With it, you can be kept safe. The Mentor's Bark Technique, there is no Cadore in the Council who can match him! ”

She's talking about what Vandal Deerhelm has studied for almost a thousand years—a guardian necklace infused with the power of nature and the Great Druid, capable of opening a long-lasting bark technique.

Hisali was able to hold out in the hive until Tonatiu rescued her, thanks to the necklace given to her by the Deer Helmet.

The necklaces of her students are so good, and the necklace she wears is only better for Astalia, the tutor's favorite one.

"I, I'm ......" Asterya's voice, which was almost crying, was full of despair, "I left the necklace in the gray valley to prevent my grandfather from finding it......"

Hisali opened her mouth.

In this desperate time, she almost didn't know what to say to Asterya, who did this.

Astalia's recklessness is well known in Kadoreli. Because of her grandfather's extreme protection, and she was a little willful, she didn't do anything wrong.

For her temper, the general elves will endure it.

But she didn't expect that Astarya would actually lose this kind of thing that could save her life when necessary!

Hisali suddenly wanted to slap Asterya's face.

"Whew...... Calm down. Astarya, you and I need to calm down now. Hisali struggled to suppress her anger.

"I—What should we do?" Astalia's voice trembled a little.

"Pray." Hisali's personality is not as weak as her words seem.

"Pray? Ask these monsters? Do they understand? Will they agree? Astarya said blankly.

Hisali really wanted to give her little head melon seeds.

"Pray for nature! Pray to Elune! Pray that They will protect us! Ask these monsters? Don't think about it, even if I die, I won't do it!! ”

"Oh ~ oh! Well, Elune is on top, O nature! Please shelter me, poor Asterya needs your help! Astalia, who was trembling as she spoke, began to whisper and plead.

Hisali sighed silently.

Her stubborn eyes looked at Kilrog, and there was no hint of begging for mercy in her eyes, nor did she cry out for help from Elune and nature like Asterya.

Because she knew that they couldn't hear her and Astarya's prayers right now.

The reason is that next to the orc leader, those spellcasters who are covered in a filthy green light, they have teamed up to release an enchantment.

Within this barrier, the forces of nature and life have long been expelled. Even the arcane power that balanced the druids could communicate was pushed aside by an aura of chaos and evil.

The power of the enchantment has even caused the grass in the nearby land to wither.

Soils are turning green.

It was also this evil energy enchantment that made her and Asterya, whose strength was actually passable, unable to get help from external forces and quickly defeated.

Evil power!

The power of the devil!

Hisali had never experienced the battles of the ancients, but she had heard of this power and the deeds of the ancients!

Hisali pulled a dagger from her waist, this dagger was actually a magic weapon, but it had no spell amplification effect due to the restriction of the evil energy enchantment.

She has decided.

Even if it's death!

He would never beg for mercy from these enemies who were obviously demonic lackeys.

The other side.

Kilrog looked at a shivering, stubborn-eyed indigenous female, the Bloodhole Clan chief had the feeling of a cat playing with a mouse.

"Ha~ you don't understand me." The grim chief said, "But that's okay. Female over there, your eyes are beautiful. I love your stubbornness. I've changed my mind, and you're going to be my captive. ”

"Although you look skinny. There is not a bit of charm at all. But it doesn't matter, the males in my tribe who are about to go crazy won't pick and choose when they need to vent. ”

"As for the other native."

"The weak have no meaning to exist. It doesn't even mean to be a target of venting. ”

Kilrog held up his hand.

He wanted his clan's warriors to arrest them, but as soon as he raised his hand, the Blood Cave Clan chief suddenly felt his left eye socket heat up.

At this point, Hisari, who knew that she would not be able to escape no matter what, raised her dagger, and she had already decided.

Even if he died, he and Asterya could not fall into the hands of these demonic lackeys and suffer humiliation.

At this moment, a thunderous dragon roar suddenly sounded, from far to near, from small to large, as if rolling heavy thunder came to the vicinity in an instant.

Stroking Kierrog, who was stunned in his left eye, and the orcs of the Blood Cave Clan looked at the sound of the dragon's roar.

I saw a dark red shadow rushing straight from the south, emitting a faint red light in the jungle, so fast that the orcs couldn't see it clearly.

A strange and ferocious roar suddenly sounded, and before the blood cave orcs on the periphery could react, this dark red flame had already rushed into the orcs.

I heard a bang, and there was a sudden rain of blood among the beasts.

Seven or eight elite blood cave orc elites were shattered by this sudden meteor-like flame, their stumps flew sideways, and blood splattered like a waterfall.

Then a massive weapon almost half-orc-long burst through the air, emitting a rolling thunderclap, followed by a splattering of blood like a speeding meat grinder.

Everywhere the huge weapon passed, there was a tragic scene of flesh and blood flying.

This unprecedented cruel scene suddenly stunned the orcs of the Blood Cave Clan, and after a moment of fright, they were frightened and confused by the unknown.

"The smelly of the Nagran Thunder Elephant!!" Kilrog Death's Eyes screamed loudly, but there was unspeakable fear in his eyes, because the red light had rushed straight towards him.

It wasn't really something to fear.

Although his life was short, the dangers he had experienced, both in number and degree, were more terrible than the dangers in front of him.

He can do it to the extent that the enemy suddenly appears.

The reason why the chief of the Blood Cave Clan was terrified was because as the red light kept getting closer, the socket of his eyeless left eye became hotter and hotter.