"Look at my current strength! Look at the power I've acquired! Thunder and rain heed my call! "Malacas spoke elven language, and the voice did not come from the throat, but spread through sorcery. As the hex fluctuated, it threw a bolt of lightning at Shane.

Clearly feeling the tremendous energy of the lightning, Sean Zou frowned, but then stretched. He took a step away, the lightning only shattered one layer of shield, its penetration power was not enough, most of the energy shattered the first layer of shield and automatically scattered, wasting a lot of energy in vain, even if it hit head-on, the result would be the same.

"How? Do you feel the power of God? "Maracas conveys its joy with hexical fluctuations. It had just eaten a 'god' a day earlier, gaining all of its powers. Now it is almost digested, and the energy is increased several times. And the little elf in front of him had only half of his total energy. The advantage is huge, and he has a chance to win.

Shane's feeling was the opposite, the uncoordinated energy in the troll's body was not as strong as it seemed, neither balanced nor pure, let alone skillful, just forcibly piled up numbers, without the slightest meaning.

"That's your delusion," Shane began

"What do you say"

"I said it only takes three clicks to solve you."

Needless to say, the super magic technique was quickly unfolded, and the ballistic calculation was completed. Suddenly the blow was also ushered in, and the troll flew to open the distance, and threw lightning with both hands. At this time, seven flame blast spells came to meet him, and two of them struck the lightning, silently, but caused the lightning to disintegrate. The remaining barrage blocked the troll's airspace, forcing him to dodge. But a fireball exploded near it, and the strong winds immediately disrupted the troll's flight stance.

Truth gathers all the information of the trolls and reacts to Shane's brain.

Shane didn't look at the result of the attack, and the speed unfolded the double super magic technique, the wind god blessing, forty times the barrage, and the ballistic missile the size of a ping-pong ball was instantly accelerated to Mach five. Faster than the blink of an eye, the troll was still clumsily somersablings in the air, and all the barrage hit its misshapen body, all hitting.

"Still a green glow?" Shane was surprised, thinking that the troll's energy was out of balance, and it would lose this delicate skill, but even if the skill was still there, it couldn't stop the penetrating power that had been blessed by the divinity at this time. Blood sprang like water through a lotus canopy.

His body rolled faster in the air, blood and water falling with raindrops.

"Third," Sean smiled and began to cast the spell.

The troll seemed to have lost the ability to fly, and was pulled by the acceleration of gravity and fell to the ground. Even the ground beneath Shane's feet shook slightly.

It has to be said that the troll's judgment was good, and there was no chance to balance in the air, so he landed and regained his balance.

Shane teleported forward a distance, a few hundred meters from the troll's landing spot.

At this moment, with the troll landing point as the center, the dense fog dispersed, and with the falling rain, the water vapor of the entire mountain range rose from the ground, and even the woods below the mountain were shrouded in fog for two or three breaths.

So smart! Shane closed his eyes, and mentally sensed that the troll was flying against the ground, at a speed that was beyond his perception, and so was the Eye of Truth.

Without a field of view, the trajectory cannot be calculated? Proximity teleportation is also not locatable.

Sean felt that he might break his promise, but there was another spell that could handle the situation. He stretches his spirit and calls on the beacon of the eagle. Perception is like passing through a door and arriving in another world. The mountains and rivers are the same as those of Azeroth, but there are countless islands hanging from the sky.

A thought, mental fluctuations are answered. A hole opened in the top of Shane's head, and a white light descended from inside. The eagle stretched its body and returned to its original size, with a wingspan of several meters, blocking the top of Shane's head like an umbrella.

It learns the cause and effect from its connection to the spirit of Shane. Flapping his wings and flying into the sky, then the wind came. With the nature of the wind, the wind descends wherever the eagle passes, and the mist spreads like ink falling in a water tank.

The eagle swooped, it found its target, although the appearance has changed, but the smell of the body, even if it turns into ash, it also recognizes.

Shane saw the moment of the eagle's revenge, the eagle's claws, the speed was very fast, and the power it carried could not be resisted even by the golden stone, not to mention that the troll was beaten into a sieve.

"Boom!" A huge amount of energy escaped, and the talons brought a powerful impact, and with that grasp it used its divinity, piercing through the green light defenses and grabbing the troll's shoulders deeply. Both mobs fall to the ground at the same time.

Shane teleported, only to see the eagle peck out the troll's eyeball, raise its neck and swallow it in one gulp. Quack yelled, "Troll, you are nothing without your voodoo curse." You are nothing, and how you treated me before, I will treat you as I am. Quack"

"Dead?" Shane walked a few steps to the troll.

The "Arcanist" Eagle bowed its head when it saw him coming, and the moment it descended, it felt that Shane had completely mastered the divinity it had once given. This kind of arcanist is very terrifying, the last time it was encountered thousands of years ago, it was captured as a slave for 500 years, and they must be treated with respect: "It's not dead"

"Really?" Shane looked down, the troll's strong muscles atrophiing, his entire shoulder shattered, blood splattering. It lay on the ground in embarrassment, gasping for breath. But under the three blows, the energy in its body lost its confinement, and it frantically destroyed the ** structure, and soon even the brain could not be retained. Its hexic fluctuations shuddered fear and despair.

"I don't understand what balance is, I don't know how to concentrate and exert force, I don't understand spell changes and super magic techniques, I don't understand the physical phenomena caused by various spells, and the principles. No amount of your strength is of any use. With just a little bit of power, I'll crush all your spells. You have shown very well what it is: without the accumulation of exercises and handy skills, no matter how great the strength is, it is just a phantom of the strength of the outside and the middle of the work. In general, it is that you do not have enough knowledge. "Sean didn't mean to humiliate the trolls, he said this because today's battle would be made into engrams that could be used to educate his students later.

There was no need to do anything more, and the last hexical fluctuation from the troll was 'unwilling'. After this fluctuation, its brain was destroyed by an imbalance of energy.

"Arcanist, how to deal with its corpse"

"Over to you?" Shane said.

The eagle chirped merrily, and opened its mouth to let out a terrible howl. The ground near the entire corpse exploded at the moment of this howl, attracting Sean's sideways look. Another application of wind divinity is the use of physical resonance to destroy the target.

The troll's corpse gradually shattered in the howl, and even the hexical energy dissipated as the flesh disappeared.

Hey? Shane had been observing, and the troll head had been preserved, and the eagle felt different and stopped howling.

Shane used the mage's hand, took the head and felt it, it was full of a lot of energy, different from witchcraft, similar to the pure energy that was absorbed by Shane before, but it was different, it seemed to be alive, and there were fluctuations to prevent Shane from probing deeply.

"Sorcery is rooted in flesh and blood, and it will go with flesh and blood, so what remains is purity? Is this how the Sorcery Skull came about? He guessed the nature of the sorcery and put away his head.

The eagle's talons grinded a few times, and he used his wings to flap away the troll bones, "Arcanist, although it hasn't been completely destroyed, thank you for helping me get revenge, can I go?" ”

Shane knew that beneath the eagle's respectful surface was that he was angry that he hadn't completely destroyed the troll, and that it was always a little unpleasant that the pleasure of revenge had been interrupted, but he didn't care too much and waved it away.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky lost their hexical support, and the sunlight cast pillars of light through the gaps. Turning around, he saw Sylvanas and Winresa, riding chocobos and running towards him.