Everyone had climbed onto Tyri's back, except for Lotherma who was still looking behind her.

"Lotherma, what are you waiting for?" Carré urged on the dragon's back.

"Haduron and the others are coming in no time! I'll go over with them! Let's go first! Lotherma looked at the end of the line of sight, the rangers who were jumping over the ruins, approaching this way.

From time to time, they would be surrounded by undead spirits, and he would have to go over and help them.

"Alright then, good luck!" Carré withdrew his gaze to Tyri underneath him, "Let's go, Tyri!" ”

"Hold on!"

When everyone was ready, Terri flew up at high speed and flew towards the sunwell in the distance.

On the way to the Sunwell, Carré kept complaining, "We should have listened to me in the first place, we wasted too much time!" ”

Then his brow furrowed deeply, "If something happens to Anvina......

"No, Carré." Locke comforted and patted him on the shoulder, "Avena will be fine, trust me!" ”

The real battle of the Sunwell, still a few years later, is nothing now.

"Yes, Carré, Locke is right," Jorad comforted him, "you see, we've all come all the way, and each time has we all broken up the plot against Avina?" Avena will definitely be fine. ”

Carré shook his head in frustration, "Can we?" Look over there! ”

The crowd turned their heads to look down, in the middle of the massive ruins of the Sunwell. Around the energy pillar, which was more than ten meters in diameter, light blue air barriers appeared in the air.

"Darkan has cast a spell here, do we still have a chance? Only...... Wait a minute! Carré suddenly recovered from his frustration, and his eyes widened as he pointed to a figure that appeared and disappeared from time to time in the pillar of energy!

Like a puppet, Anvena floats up and down in the energy pillar, lying flat!

"Impossible...... But it's really her. Carré was shocked and then excited, "It's her!" It's her! ”

He stood up directly from his back and shouted at Avena who was floating in the air, "Avena! Anvina!! ”

Tyri's dragon form slowly touched and burrowed into the pale blue barrier in the air, sending out small bursts of sparks from her blue body before disappearing into thin air.

Tyri slipped into the barrier of energy beneath Dalkamp, approaching the massive pillar of energy and circling in circles.

"But then, I thought that elf had some other tricks!" Tyri shrugged off this.

"Be careful, Darkan is too cunning." Locke really didn't have a good impression of this guy who could be resurrected even after death. And the main reason is that this Darkan is very handsome, and this one really can't be admitted without admitting it.

"Why can't she hear us? Why can't she hear us? Carré anxiously took Locke's hand, shaking it up and down.

Locke rolled his eyes, how do I know, I'm not a mage.

Hey? Possession of magic, perhaps?

That's right! The one around her neck also has the same neck lock as Carré's!

"She's supposed to be controlled by that necklock!" Locke pointed to the neck lock around Carré's neck, "Picked it off?" Maybe she'll be sober?! ”

"Don't bother!" Tyri snorted coldly, her rumbling voice echoing, "I just need to reach out and gently pull her out of it!" ”

As she spoke, Tyri arrogantly stretched out her blue dragon claws and reached out to Anvina, who was floating in the energy pillar inside.

Locke subconsciously shouted, "Tyri! Don't do it! ”

Just kidding! Dragon Girl! What is it? Darkan's long-planned plan!! Could it be that you have easily destroyed it?

Not to mention anything else, the humming sound emitted by the high-speed operation of this energy column is so harsh! You still dare to put your hand in it ....

Unfortunately, Locke shouted too late, and the dragon girl had already put her blue paw in, and said in a voice of contempt, "I'm a blue dragon!" ”

Yes, the blue dragon's resistance to magic is still relatively high, and some low-level magic can even achieve magic immunity.

It's just this thing......

"Ah!!!h

Tyri's claws reached into the pillar of energy, and a large cloud of smoke rose with a swoop. Even as she quickly retracted, the blue scales on her claws were shaved off a lot......

The strong bounce caused Tyri to lose consciousness in an instant, and she struggled to fly some distance to the periphery before staggering and falling headlong.

Carré was thrown out of the way at the first moment, and Locke didn't fall because of a hand that grabbed the dragon's back. At the same time, he also grabbed Jorald, who was caught off guard and almost fell, with his hand.

"Hold on! Jolard! We must rely on Tyri's body to avoid being shattered! Locke yelled at Jorald, who quickly grabbed Tyri's scales from his panic.

"Boom !!!"

Tyri fell heavily from the sky, and after falling to the ground, she flicked slightly to remove a certain amount of impact, and Locke on the dragon's back was instantly ejected from the dragon's back and plunged headlong into the dry dirt.

The fog dissipated as the heavy object fell, and Locke lay face down in the dry dirt, unable to move, even the dirt stuffed into his nostrils and mouth.

Suddenly, his hands flickered, and then he clenched a handful of dirt suddenly!

Locke shook his head and threw his head up, he opened his eyes to check the situation around him, and everything that came back from his eyes was ghosted....

He shook his head vigorously, and the feeling of confusion subsided a little. The pain in his nose and the smell of smoke in his mouth completely sobered Locke up.

"Phew! Bah! Bah! ”

Locke spat at the dirt in his mouth as he clasped his hand over the sand in his nostrils. At the same time, he looked around and found that everyone was unconscious. At the bottom of the pit not far away, there was an elf standing motionless in the magic array, and the surrounding energy was constantly pouring into his body.

"Darkan!" Locke came to his senses in an instant, and he staggered up from the ground, wriaming around the ground to find a worn-out longsword.

After determining that the others were simply unconscious,

"Whew~~~"

He took a deep breath, drew the sword that stood beneath him, and walked to Darkan's position step by step.

The culprit of all this is not far ahead, as long as you kill him, everything will be over. Even the elves, led by Lotherma, no! It's the elves of the entire Quel'Salas, and they owe themselves a great favor!

The distance was getting closer, and the air around them was filled with a strong smell of magic. Darkan was only a few dozen meters away, and the hilts of the sword held by Locke's hands began to sweat, and his heart began to beat rapidly, and he kept licking his chapped lips to relieve the pressure in his heart.

This is a magician, and it is the first time he has faced a magician, how should he deal with it? Is it the use of skills such as trial? Or get a hammer of sanctions to stun him? It's a pity that the Hammer of Sanction can't simulate it itself, maybe he really needs a holy pact to record and combine the holy light.

Sylvanas, who was tied to the wall, suddenly looked up, and a slight sound of footsteps appeared behind her, and she turned her head to look at her side.

Locke held his sword in both hands and peeked out from behind the big tree by the wall, and almost instantly, Locke noticed that there was someone on the side. So he hurriedly turned around and found the Dark Ranger tied to the wall next to him!

The dark red tattered cloak, the pale skin, the longbow and sharp arrows casually thrown at the feet, and the pair of red pupils that are unforgettable!

It's Sylvanas!!

"It's you!!"

Locke instantly raised his sword and aimed it at her without hesitation. And Sylvanas also looked at Locke intently, his red eyes unblinking.