There was no need for Shane to bring it up, all the elves knew it and had to figure out what was going on.

After a day and a half of marching to the 'eye of the typhoon', you can see a hellish scene without looking up, there is no light in the sky, and the sun seems to be dead. The dark clouds swirled into a tornado pillar on the horizon, and the silver serpent-like lightning bolts around it appeared and disappeared.

"It's raining heavily" Shane reached out to catch the raindrops, and the cow-hairy drizzle became as big as the tip of a needle. Each drop of rain had a faint hexosorcy in it, and it fell on him like a needle, as if it wanted to pierce his spirit, but it was immediately rebounded by his mana fluctuations.

This is not a naturally occurring rain, but a result of the influence of sorcery, although it is not an effective kill, but it still affects the rangers who have no ability to cast spells.

"Sylvanas, the troops can't move any further, I suggest stopping here. I'm left alone to see what's going on. ”

"I agree" Sylvanas shook off the rain from her hood, her hair already wet, and her exhaled breath was cold to mist, the rain was even colder than winter. She knew that her subordinates were running out of energy by the rain. The troll is more powerful than she thinks, and she would love to help Shane, but the spells are beyond her knowledge, and as a woman of the Windranger family, she won't cause trouble for men at the wrong time.

"That woods are just right, you take them over to shelter from the rain, I'll take a look at that hill," Shane pointed to a small plateau not far away, where the altar could be seen in its entirety.

As he spoke, his spirit ached like a knife cut.

"User, detected a spell strike on the way" The Eye of Truth is also alarming...... "Spell strike is coming" Shane tensed his back, hugged Sylvanas, and unfurled the arcane barrier.

In the sky, the dark clouds were pressed down, like night descending to obscure all light, and in the rumbling sound, a huge force brewed in the clouds.

"We've been struck by lightning, get everyone out of place," Shane said loudly, "that lightning will soon be brewing, and there won't be much time for us to dodge." ”

Elves are sensitive to any energy, and even if she isn't an arcane, Sylvanas can sense a spell brewing overhead. She thrust Shaun away and jumped on Tygo as she ran, "Everyone obey my orders, move down the hill and get out of place quickly, that's the order." ”

For a moment, Shane felt that the elf valued her subordinates more than herself. "That's stupid" He teleported to Sylvanas, and the first lightning bolt slashed at the same time, finding Shane in the highest position.

The miserable white light shook the blindness of the human eye, the lightning struck his body, and a layer of shield was shattered in an instant, he didn't want anything else, and immediately teleported away with Sylvanas.

Immediately afterward, there was a sound like the sky cracking down. The commotion lasted only a short moment, and lightning and thunder rained down on them, blasting through the dirt on the ground and tearing apart the human bodies they hit. I didn't count how many lightning bolts Shane had, but at a glance, at least a dozen 'silver snakes' fell at the same time.

"Give up the heavy equipment and run immediately to the bottom of the hill" Before the casualties expanded, Shane used the magic hair to transmit the sound to everyone's ears. The rangers get moving, driving their mounts to run away from the land.

"Ranger of the Red Sun Guard, order your puppets to run to the hills and stay away from them."

With two orders in a row, order has been restored a lot, and at least the orders can be carried out. But the thunderclouds in the sky chased after them, but the accumulation of one round had exhausted its strength, and the next round was still brewing.

The lightning was strong, but it didn't exceed Shane's handling power. He scattered the eight barrier rune stones in his bag on the ground and arranged them in a circle.

"It was originally intended to be besieged, and now it is just right to use." As he spoke, an order was conveyed to Tygo. I saw the iron spikes on the puppet's shoulders, splitting into eight tiny tentacles, crawling along the ground, connecting eight barrier rune stones.

"Instill energy, activate" fell, and a makeshift defensive barrier was raised, energy provided by Tiger. The pale blue light shield keeps out the rain, and the light overshadows the darkness. From the air, it was the only place on the land where there was light. The arrangement was very effective, and the second round of lightning strikes did not hurt anyone, but Tygo's one-eyed eye was much darker.

"Wait here for a while, I'll settle the trouble," he said to Sylvanas, and his spirit swept through the room, and Wen Resa was fine. Trolls' spells are powerful, but Sean has honed divinity and knows very well that trolls have not yet touched the use of divinity.

He walked slowly up the hill, and as far as he could see, the troll colony had been destroyed by the tornado, and there was no other building to be seen except for the shattered ruins scattered around. The roots of the tornado are in the altar.

How do trolls locate them? Shane guessed that it might have something to do with the rain, and through the hexical feedback contained in the rain, they were exposed. But no matter what, you have to solve the lightning strike problem first.

He opened his super-magic technique: death fell from the sky, and the three-dimensional magic ring was built around him. His hands were spread out, and his mana lit up all the Flame Explosion Spell Seals. In about half a second, seven extremely effective flame explosion techniques, steaming with water mist, lined up in a row, dragging a long white trail in the air, and flew towards the target. Due to various factors during the flight, the seven fireballs no longer maintain a line, they are like seven meteors, flying separately at small distances.

With the blessing of the wind god, the speed of the fireball broke through Mach 3 and hit the target in about six seconds. Far away, Shane only saw seven small flowers blooming with the altar as the center.

"Visual calculations, the point of impact is within 200 meters" The Eye of Truth faithfully recorded the situation of the battle. In a mage's life, there are very few opportunities for real spell battles, so they must be recorded during the battle and summarized after the battle. If possible, it must also be analyzed before the battle.

The fire cleared, and the troll altar was razed somewhat. Seven small craters were found in the rubble.

After adjusting his spirit slightly, Shane fired a second seven shots, and the altar sank a few meters. Without stopping, he launched a third wave, and the lightning in the dark clouds stopped. He withdrew the spell and poured himself a blue bottle back to his best.

"Elven mage, do you want to destroy us so much?" The altar collapsed completely, a cloud of lightning flew out, and angry voices rang out.

The voice reached Shane's ears through hexology.

The lightning was not fast, and after more than thirty seconds, it flew above Shane's head.

In the lightning was a troll, his hands hammered to his knees, his muscles crumbling, like a shrunken troll berserker. There is no doubt that his strength can lift a hill.

Shane recognized it by his broken tooth, it was Malacas.

The body was not its biggest change, the most terrifying thing was that its facial features were twisted into a tumor-like ball of flesh, squirting out seven demonic green lights. Ears, nose, mouth and eyes, pure and bloody, noble and lowly, several huge and contradictory energies gathered in it, but bound by a secret technique, so as not to break its head.

"Elven mage, tonight is no better than before, before I could only escape, but now, I can fight back."