"Ahem! Ahem!! Are you sure you killed him? Legolas was holding back tears and coughing, as if he were going to cough up his lungs.

For Legolas, this battle was too unfair to him, with oversized enemies, a steady stream of area attacks, and toxin attacks, all of which he was not good at dealing with.

"I can't be sure." Xu Yichen looked at the wreckage on the ground with a pale face, he intercepted Malfurion's head in the air, and used the [War Calamity] greatsword to give him a craniotomy in the air.

But on the other side, Malfurion's Corrupted Treant body exploded on the spot, scattering countless egg-like objects in the Corrupt Treant's body.

Karanhill's men found an 'egg' three kilometers away, containing something resembling a seed.

Neither the Demon Hunter nor the Navigator Mage was sure if he had actually eliminated Malfurion.

This was one of the few times Xu Yichen couldn't determine the status of the mission, which made him a little annoyed.

With the addition of [Wolf Vision], a large number of Malfurion's 'remains' were recovered, and then burned to ashes by the Demon Hunter with [Pure Fire], but he was sure that there were still more eggs that had not been found.

God knows what they will hatch, maybe they can go to the ground, maybe they can fly into the sky, maybe they are just ordinary chaos creatures that are 'no threat', after all, with the current situation in the Far South, there are one or two more chaos demons, and it is already a state of lice and no itching.

Of course, the worst-case scenario is that one of them will end up as Malfurion again, the Tree of Corruption.

"I'm back." The news from Yang Yuefan made the demon hunter feel a little better: "There was something wrong after going offline, and it has been solved." ”

"The operation to eliminate Malfurion failed, but he will no longer be our problem for a short time." Xu Yichen breathed a sigh of relief, as the battle in Godrim City became more and more intense, he had to spend an hour and a half every day to deal with the problems there.

Although the casualties were large, although Li Yanlong, as the son of a general, did not learn or know, his background in a military family still allowed him to quickly adapt to the identity of a front-line commander.

Yang Yuefan's timely return allowed the people and materials in Wangxiang City to flow again, which Xu Yichen could not do.

Xu Yichen has adapted to the new Chinese-style war, whether it is the transfer of personnel and equipment, or transportation and intelligence, he does not need to worry about it.

Fortunately, he did not waste his studies in the military academy, and he could repair and dredge the problems encountered on all fronts of the war regiment.

But Yang Yuefan is different, the particularity of the relevant departments makes them need to do everything themselves, especially the adjustment of logistics and personnel, which need to be handled by the personnel of the relevant departments, otherwise the non-relevant personnel will be 'dealt with' after the operation.

The old fritters who have been mixed with the relevant departments for seven years, when coordinating the retribution of the war group, can even find problems in advance and patch them in advance.

"Since Malfurion can't be a problem again in a short period of time, let's let it go, with our current situation, we can still live one day at a time." Thinking of the changes in Achaen's life support cabin, Yang Yuefan felt that it was pointless to worry about what would happen in a few months.

Xu Yichen was silent for a few seconds: "Something is wrong outside?" ”

"Acharn." Yang Yuefan confided in his news a little, after all, Xu Yichen is different from other players: "He, like you, is undergoing physical changes. ”

"How serious?" Yang Yuefan's words made Xu Yichen somewhat difficult to adapt, when you know that your physical body in reality is mutating, it is difficult for you to focus on the game, especially after dealing with Chaos so much.

Although he knew that what happened to him was a benign change, the benign in the eyes of the scientific officer was very different from the benign in the eyes of mortals.

"If the situation is out of control, I'll let you know." Yang Yuefan replied with a little weakness, after all, he didn't know if there was really a major change on Achaen's side, and he would be able to remind Xu Yichen in time.

Who let Xu Yichen's life-support cabin and Achaan's life-support cabin be placed face to face now?

Yang Yuefan sighed, turned around and went to solve the problem in front of him, although the envoy of the Witch King had a good temper, it was not a matter to always drag it like this, after all, Nangong Yujun had sealed himself in the building until now and did not come out, it had been almost five days.

Regarding the [Heart of the Machine], the two sides will eventually have to come up with an explanation.

On the vast ocean, the warrior monk Feng Wuyi was on the fence at the stern of the Dingyuan, looking boredly at the unwavering sea below, and a long fishing rod stretched out obliquely.

Although he knew that there could be no gain near the tail rotor of the Dingyuan, Feng Wuyi still felt that his soul had been tempered, and every breath filled his nasal cavity with the taste of freedom.

As a player, Feng Wuyi can be called a pure mind, excellent patience, in the Loess District warrior monk as a powerful profession, the number of practitioners is sluggish, the main reason is because the various precepts of the warrior monk make people constantly doubt life.

And Feng Wuyi can already be regarded as a beginner, under the earnest teachings of Master Sanzang, his understanding of the profession of warrior monk has become more and more thorough, and he has touched a trace of true meaning.

Recently, Master Sanzang is explaining the knowledge about the oath to Feng Wuyi, and Master Sanzang has been highly recommending Feng Wuyi to try the poverty oath, which is said to be very powerful.

But Feng Wuyi is not stupid, this thing is very bitter when he hears the name, no matter how strong it is!

Feng Wuyi has recently felt that this ability of his heart has become more refined, and in the face of Master Sanzang's iron fist and the church, he can resist for a while, and he must break through!

The Poverty Oath? Whoever you love, who you want, you can't even wear a piece of equipment, which is completely out of line with the needs of the powerful party, and as soon as you put away a fishing rod, you jumped off the fence with a backflip.

He narrowed his eyes and saw a small black dot approaching in the distance, and the warrior monk, who had been on the Dingyuan for a while, knew that this was the beginning of another killing.

A few seconds later, the lookout on top of the mast blew the horn of the battle, and the Dingyuan seemed to come back to life, and a large number of sailors rushed from the cabin to the deck and found their positions, their eyes calm and skillful, as if the impending naval battle was nothing more than a child's game.

In the face of the Dingyuan's firepower, the battle here is indeed the same.

Well? Feng Wuyi rubbed his eyes, the big ship with tentacles in the distance, didn't he remember that a week ago, hadn't it been sunk?