It's a world without Shane. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With only two hours to rest, Shane took the red rooster sent by Sylvanas and returned to Silvermoon City with the rangers.

Shane can't ride birds, because his mount is still only Tiger, and after Tiger became the control center of the Floating Tower, Shane relied on teleportation to walk, teleportation to walk, and only his feet when walking.

Sylvanas, the 'weaker mage', gave Shane another label, but the female elf helped Shane with the reins to her saddle and guided Shane on her way. In fact, Shane's system is not weak, and his body can be said to be strong compared to many mages with autism. How strong is it? Anyway, ever since he found out that he liked Sister Windranger, he had consciously exercised his body, probably not to the extent that he was too passive in his married life.

As he went, the feeling of corruption grew heavier and heavier, and the smell of corruption in the air was even more disgusting to Shane than the stench of troll magic, and he smelled chaos in it. What happened in this world was clear at a glance as Shane walked out of the forest. Outside the forest, on the road under the small hill, spider-like monsters and skeleton shelves are in groups, numbering hundreds or thousands, just blocking the ranger's way back.

For a short time, Sylvanas explained only about the same thing: the prince of Lordaeron destroyed the kingdom of Lordaeron, the prince of Lordaeron slaughtered the people of Lordaeron and turned them into immortal monsters, and then the prince of Lordaeron went north to the realm of the elves, the gate of the elves was lost, and the legions of guards were exhausted, and Sylvanas only bought time to evacuate the civilians, and on the path of her retreat, she met Shane.

That's pretty much it!

"These monsters don't sleep, they must have run ahead of us last night while we were resting," exclaimed Losoma Theron, who was the lead, explaining, "It's good that our waiter has already informed the whole of Quel'Thalas."

"Your Excellency, General, they didn't find us! It's a leading force."

This is a scourge of the dead! Shane didn't listen carefully to the rangers' conversation afterwards, as a mage, he thought about something else: it seemed that it was Quel'Salas twenty years later, a timeline that didn't have him before, was it teleported, or was it just a dream? Or maybe they were sent to a time quest by the bronze dragon. Because everything seemed all too familiar to Shane, the "flow" matched the rhythm of the dungeon's start.

After making contact with the main characters, everyone moves forward together - meets the mob - clears it - meets the boss - defeats the battle - touches the corpse - scolds the black hand or praises the red hand, and then repeats the above rhythm, and finally clears the level with a snap.

At this time, "Shane Mage" Sylvanas pulled his backhand and untied Shane's red rooster reins, and the breath exhaled by the female elf condensed into a white mist: "Can you keep up when you fight?" ”

Abnormal! The thermostatic barrier covering Quel'Thalas has become ineffective in this area due to magical distortion. Shane used his perception to see farther away, the sky was shrouded in gray matter, and to the north was the blue sky of the Yongge Forest. To the south was a gray and corrupt atmosphere, and the two were clearly dividing above Shane's head, and the stench rolled out a viscous purple mist that was as purple as the violets from a corpse. There are powerful fields that interfere with nearby realities. There's a powerful spellcaster! Shane was incredibly convinced.

"Riding on chocobos may not work," Shane estimated that his riding skills were only about sixty. It was a bumpy ride, and my legs and stomach were a little numb.

"Then come and ride with me"

"Huh?! ~~Wait a minute. ”

"Didn't wait," the elf said, picking up Shane with a glance of her hands, placing him in front of her before she could react, and riding together in a saddle. Shane's back was pressed against the female elf's chest, and the back of her neck was still the female elf's breath, and some golden filigree fell into Shane's collar with the wind.

The female elf's face was on Shane's right shoulder, she pulled out the war knife at her waist, and then cut the reins of the red chocobo with her backhand, the tip of the knife was picked, and the reins that should have landed flew to the left hand of the female elf, and the war knife was unsheathed, and the female elf's hands wrapped around Shane's armpit and then to her chest, and tied tightly with Shane a few times, and it would not be separated.

"Whoever you are, you're the first elf to let me do this, let's rush over, mage, support us with your magic" A contact, Shane almost learned the female elf's thoughts: if you don't know what to do, go out and die.

Shane was silent, and for some reason the female elf felt a little victorious.

Okay, Shane shook his head kindly as he shook his staff, unleashing his magic and ding Lingling...... Ding Ding Lingling...... "Lightness" and "Acceleration" ~ The brilliance of magic is blessed to every ranger.

Hadurun Winged Flag Bearer, raises the battle flag and rides to the side of Sylvanas.

Without a pause, Sylvanas drew her twin knives again, the tip of her right hand aimed squarely, and with a clamp between her legs, the armored chocobo leaped out, bringing out an afterimage, and rushed towards the unsuspecting Scourge army down the mountain.

"For Quel'Thalas" "For Ms. Sylvanas"

The ranger's battle cry came from behind him, and the blessed chocobo ran like the wind, the whirring sound covering Shane's ears. The rangers discharged a formation like sharp arrows, rode the wind, with courage, and cut into the weakest point of the undead team like sharp blades. As soon as the undead scourge reacted, rows of bone shelves fell to the ground. The blades were reaping, the horses were trampling, and the ranks of the undead were like downed dominoes, with the front row falling and the back row being pushed down in pieces.

Sylvanas stared at the right side, and more than a dozen large spiders rushed from the Ranger's side at this time, and if he didn't respond, there was no doubt that the Ranger's team would be split into two sections. The elf's sword turned, pointing diagonally at the flanks. Boom, boom, boom, countless strong bows sounded, sharp arrows with flames, flashed, pulled out a straight red line, pierced the hit sound of flesh and bones, followed by an explosion, the enchanted arrows exploded countless flesh and bones on the spiders, and in an instant, all those spiders were blown into pieces.

Sweeping away these obstacles, the rangers will soon break out of the formation of the undead, but the battle is not easy from the beginning, Shane's vigilance has not been let go, and sure enough, the power of magic has come, Shane's body suddenly chilled, the cold almost pierced into the bone marrow, and the muscles were about to freeze. Not only him, but the whole team suddenly slowed down.

"Damn it!" Sylvanas glared around to find the caster and kill it.

At the same time, Shane's divine golden blood was faintly beating, and the divinity attracted each other, and the divinity resonated with each other. At the end of the undead, four knights, shrouded in a cold blue flame, look directly at Sean with soulless eyes.

Death Knights, every Death Knight has a Lich King stationed there. (To be continued.) )