The vibration from the ground was like a signal, and Zulkin no longer wasted time and did not need to give any orders to attack, and the trolls began to act according to the preparations they had prepared in advance!

Hundreds of voodoo bottles were thrown in all directions of the Sun Temple, and pools of poisonous juice that were green, purple, red, or yellow immediately rose into an impenetrable poisonous miasma!

In the sky, flocks of dragon eagles and falcons hovered back and forth. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThey are no longer directly involved in the attack, as they were in the previous two battles, but act as part of the encirclement, closely monitoring the elves' movements.

At the same time, the scattered troll warriors erected giant shields one after another, quickly building a wall. Troll witch doctors and soul priests cast totems to construct voodoo enchantments, chanting troll spells to cast blessing spells on the troll warriors.

By this time, with a series of actions of the trolls, and the strong tremors that became more and more obvious under their feet, the Queldores had already deeply felt the huge shadow hanging over them!

The battle began, but it was Queldore's one-sidedness.

On the top platform of the Sun Temple, which had already been slightly tilted, a magus controlled the Sunlight Circle, regardless of the loss of himself and the three rune crystals, and ran at full strength! Almost reaching the attack frequency of three golden rays every eight seconds, it shoots ferociously towards the troll position that is waiting for it!

Streams of golden light, magic arrows, and throwing weapons pierced through the diffuse miasma and bombarded the voodoo enchantment!

However, all of Queldore's attacks were blocked by the power of the Voodoo Barrier, either directly dispersed, or directed to the ground and air! Even if a few attacks occasionally break through the gap in the barrier that has not yet been restored, the Giant Shield Wall with Blessing Magic applied to it will be able to resist it!

In the face of such adversity, the assembled Queldore warriors did not recklessly charge, because they were waiting for orders, and they were also self-aware.

When trolls relied on witchcraft, totems, and sacrifices for defensive warfare, they were no worse than Queldore's skills. It can be said that what kind of role Queldore's magic, magic array, and the power of the Well of the Sun can play in defensive battles, then the trolls' sorcery, totems, and sacrifices can play almost the same role!

At this moment, a huge rift suddenly formed, and under the guidance of the Gul'dan Land, it snaked and expanded, quickly enveloping the entire Sun Sanctuary and all the Queldores!

"Boom!"

A dull thud, accompanied by a violent tremor, clearly conveyed to the Queldores that the crisis was near! It also proves that Sylvanas's hunch is correct!

In the Temple of the Sun, beautifully crafted tables, chairs, frescoes, bookcases, crystal lamps, and mandala tents are scattered all over the place. Even the pillars of the temple, which were made of hard white jade, had cracks one after another!

"Long! Prosperous! Prosperous! ”

A massive earthquake has begun!

Whether it was Queldore inside the temple or Queldore attacking the troll position outside the temple, as the ground suddenly sank and collapsed, they all lost their center of gravity in this instant, or stumbled or fell!

The magisters who questioned Sylvanas turned pale while using all kinds of magic to protect themselves! With an earthquake of this magnitude, unless they ignore the influence of the Voodoo Barrier and directly venture out of here using space magic, it is absolutely impossible for them to survive with their weak physique!

Sylvanas struggled to maintain her balance, and deftly picked up the nearest Magister, took advantage of the sinking momentum of the ground to turn and twist it towards Lotherma, shouting, "Go and rescue the Magus, don't be afraid of the interference of the Voodoo Enchantment, and immediately use teleportation magic to get out of here, the farther away the better!" ”

With that, Sylvanas didn't give Lothmar time to say yes or no, and with a slight mistake, he spun around and shot a white signal arrow that had been prepared in advance!

"Boom, boom!"

Within a radius of 600 meters with the Sun Temple as the center, it was ruthlessly torn and destroyed by the earthquake! This magical stronghold built by the Queldores halfway up the mountainside is rapidly disappearing the way Zurkin wants!

……

Kalimdor, Dust Swamp, Dragon's Lair.

In the Soul Vision, Oss can clearly perceive the situation outside the lair, observing the sunrise and sunset. Since the return of the Black Dragon King, Nesario, a day and night have passed before I know it.

For a day and night, Nesario sat on his throne with his eyes closed and pretended to sleep, without even changing his movements once. And Oss could only sit the same way, there was nothing he could do, he even wondered if he would really sit with the Black Dragon King for a full twenty months, until he helped the Black Dragon King heal his injuries.

Suddenly, in the vision of Os's pure white soul, between himself and the multicolored power of the dragon's soul, a dark blue light suddenly thrust in.

When he opened his eyes in an instant, Oss saw a six-pointed star teleportation magic array with his naked eyes. And in the next second, the figure that arrived in the six-pointed star teleportation magic array turned out to be a goblin?!

"Ah, great old master, here I am!" After the goblin arrived, he recognized the direction and pounced directly at the feet of the Black Dragon King Nesario, kissed Nesario's shoes, and said flatteringly.

"Hmm." Nesario snapped and opened his eyes.

"Old master, that Dragon's Throat Clan has already set off! Hey, they really have a way to control the Demon Souls! The goblin said in surprise, his expression rich and vivid.

"Hmph, not surprised." Nesario grinned, his tone filled with confidence.

Only then did the goblin stand up, look around, and then pounce on Onexia, and said flatteringly again: "Oh, Your Royal Highness, little princess, I haven't seen you for a long time, but your complexion is still so good!" ”

Onexia hid behind Oss and didn't bother with the goblin. Oss turned his head to look at Onexia, who was obviously not in a state, and pulled the corners of his mouth speechlessly, slandering this old goblin who opened his eyes and told nonsense.

"Ahh I am the chief alchemist of the Black Dragon Legion, the great elementalist Krisik, the chief alchemy advisor of the old master and the little master! Of course, the goblins would not ignore the Os, and took off their glasses and saluted.

"Dragon...... Your Excellency ......" Oss was completely speechless, but he didn't ignore Krissik, because he had just heard Krissik say about the Dragonthroat Clan, "Hello, my name is Oth, Terran, not the guardian dragon. ”

"Ugh!" Krischick was stunned for a moment, looked at Oss in a daze, then at Onexia, who was hiding behind Oss, and then turned to look at his old master.

Nessario didn't know what his psychology was, but he took the initiative to introduce Krissik: "This is my personal health consultant, well, his name is Os. ”

"Nima! Personal Health Consultant! Oss was already scolding in his heart, not to mention any paladin rules at this time, he just wanted to scold Nessario, but he didn't say it directly! Well, that's it!

"Oh, it's the advisor, I'm glad I did." Krishk looked familiar, approached Oss and looked up and down, "Recently, I have been researching the smelting and use of essentia ore for my old master, and I am not feeling well anywhere, can the consultant help me take a look?" ”

Oss's face instantly darkened.

"Alright, Krisik, let's talk about the progress." Nesario interrupted Krissic and asked.

"Yes, old master." Krissik put back his glasses, turned to face the Black Dragon King, and reported with a serious face, "At present, it is still in the second stage, and the essentia ingots smelted by your own hands of the old master are actually no different from essentia ores, and cannot be used directly. So far, I have done five experiments and have not found a secondary metal suitable for the nature of essentia. ”

Nesario was silent for a moment, and let out a soft "um" without commenting.

"Don't worry, old master, there are only a hundred and ten metals in the whole of Azeroth, and even if my luck is too bad, it won't take long to try until the last metal is correct. Soon, I'll be able to build a set of essentia armor for my old master. Krishik was faithful and promised.

"You're doing a great job, and I've always been reassuring about you." Nesario complimented, "If you need any materials, go and Nefarianti, but he can't find them, so inform me with the magic pendant I gave you." ”

"Yes, old master." Krishik replied.

There was a sudden silence in the hall of the lair.

Krissik looked back and forth at Oss and Onexia, and then at the silent Nessario, and finally sensed that something was wrong, and said, "That...... Old master, I'll go back to work first. ”

"There's no hurry." Nesario stopped, and a pair of dragon eyes swept towards Oss, revealing an uncertain meaning, "Tell me about the movements of that dragon-throated orc." ”

"Yes, old master." Krishik originally thought that Nesario didn't ask just now, because he didn't care about it, but he didn't expect to ask at this time, "Those stupid dwarfs haven't been able to shrink back up lately, and I don't know what's wrong." After the dragon-throated orcs took the demonic soul, with the help of the little master, they easily crossed the air defense line of the stupid dwarves, and it is estimated that they are almost at the Red Dragon Heights by this time. ”

Hearing the news he had just heard, and hearing Krishik call the dwarves stupid dwarfs, Oss couldn't help but glare at Krishck.

"Huh." Nesario kept an eye on Os, he first sneered, then laughed maniacally, pulling the injury in his right shoulder blade without stopping, "Hahahaha! Hahaha! ”

"Those red dragons are going to be unlucky, maybe it won't be long before Valastaz will have company." Krissik looked gloating, completely oblivious to the fact that Oss was glaring at him behind him, "Tut-tut, poor Valastaz is going mad, and the little master doesn't treat him as cautiously as he does with himself!" However, it feels really good that the dragon blood vessels are enough! ”

"Hahaha!" Nesario was still laughing, and Krissik's words clearly pleased him, "Tell Nefarian when you go back and tell him to be careful, the first Red Dragon is not easy to find." ”

"Yes, old master, I will truthfully convey your wishes to the little master."

"Let's go back."

"Goodbye, old master." Krissik took out the magic pendant that the Black Dragon King had bounced, and the light of the six-pointed star teleportation magic array shone brightly, and left the place.