In the first round, the battle was fierce, and in the second round, the intensity was even more intense......

Taresa and Alicia, these two human girls are very gentle and considerate, and they will meet any request of Kazik, but they are too weak themselves. They are just human civilians, that is, the so-called combat effectiveness is not good, and the combat effectiveness in a certain aspect needs to be strengthened.

The Blood Elf Warlock Reser Tatis, and the seven Night Elf girls that Kazik snatched from Tyrande's burial chamber, were stronger than the two human girls in terms of elven physique.

And now, Valera. Sangunar, the Blood Elf girl, has been honing in the gladiatorial arena, and she is a powerful thief professional. Thieves, although they still don't have a tough tyrant like a warrior, but they have a stronger physique than a French professional such as Ressertatis. Well, in short, it's more tossed...... Cool crooked milk tea or something, the traverser likes it the most......

The first time it was dazed, the second time, it felt so clear and bone-eroding. After another passion, Valella was too lazy to move, clinging to Kazik's chest, the breath of peace and satisfaction that permeated her. What could it be? The blood elf girl especially wanted to know, but she gasped slightly and didn't want to speak. It's a good feeling to eat your bones like this!

"Hmm~~~"

With a long groan of satisfaction, Kazik's mind moved, and he took out the bottle of resurrection from his backpack, which was filled with the water of the Eternal Well.

"It's ...... What the? ”

The Blood Elf Girl's whole body was clinging to Kazik's body, and this reassuring and comfortable aura emanated from him, feeling this guy's arm move lightly, and another stronger aura came.

Her heart shook, Valella propped herself up, and she stared at a crystal clear bottle-like thing in Kazik's hand, that kind of breath, this is the purest magical breath!

'Oh, isn't that tempting......

The Blood Elf girl was glued to Kazik's hand, and the guy was staring at the two blush dots on Valera's chest.

"Hey, what is this?"

There was a flash of longing in his eyes, magic, which the blood elves could never avoid and could not get rid of, Vallei stretched out her hand to grab the vial of resurrection in her hand, but was easily dodged by Kazik's arm raised.

"Valera, I'm not calling for hello. I'm Kazik, Kazik. Windfury is the chief of the Sandfury tribe and already your man. ”

Others got on the bus first and then made up the ticket, but the traverser was good, and he had already started, and it would take him twice before he told his name to the blood elf girl. Shameless!

The Blood Elf girl's lips were tightly pursed, it was already a fact, she was also intoxicated with that bone-eating joy just now, and when she heard Kazik mention it again, Valera was silent, with those stubborn looks on her face, and stretched out her arm to get the vial of resurrection.

"Well, well......"

The silence of the blood elf girl, her helpless look, made the traverser feel pity in his heart, and the vial of resurrection was handed over to her. Well, for the time being, it's in her hands.

"This is the bottle of resurrection, and this is the water of the eternal well."

"Eternal Well Water?!"

The Blood Elf girl exclaimed in disbelief, she knew what these four words meant, the Sun Well was also made by the first Sun King Darth Lema with a bottle of Eternal Well water. Is there another bottle of well water like that?!

Feel the rich magical breath contained in it, this is the purest magical energy.

Valella's heart raced as she looked so cute and startled that Kazik hugged her tightly again, his free hands once again climbing the two peaks of the Blood Elf Girl. Third round?!

It's supposed to be the best time to be on a boring air flight, but there's always something bad going on.

Goblins, or the Sand Rage Trolls under Kazik, they all know to be evasive, and the Sand Rage Chieftain is doing those shady things. Fork! Dirty?! It's true that such a thing cannot be made public, but such a statement does not seem to be so easy to accept. Do you dare to change a nice word?!

Not a little goblin, not his own Sandfury Troll subordinate, a familiar voice sounded in the mind of the traverser, the lich, the lich of Razor Heights.

'Reki. Winter cold, your sudden interruption is unpleasant, very unpleasant! ’

As a summon, the lich can contact its master anytime and anywhere, but this makes Kazik feel very unhappy, and a dark word suddenly pops up in his mind when he is happy, and no one will be happy.

'If there is no satisfactory reason, lich, wait for me to tear you apart alive. Anyway, Araki the Summoner can also be your alternate......

'No, forgive me, great master, I have something very important to report to you. ’

In Razor Heights, a lich with an icy chill floated silently. Winter Cold, is the lich pet of Kazik.

In the mind of communicating with his master, the Lich is really very important, but it seems to disturb Kazik's rest. Hearing such words, Recky. Donghan felt that deep disgust, and it felt terrible.

'Summoner Araki? Has the owner already found him? If it really makes the master disgusted, he really has the possibility of letting Araki replace him. ’

Rekey. Dong Han felt very aggrieved, and raised his skull to look at the sky of Razor Heights, there were no eyeballs, only the faint blue soul flame in his deep eye sockets. It's daytime, it's impossible for the owner to rest?!

Daytime, well, is daytime, but there is a word called daytime prostitution......

'Say, you lich, what are you looking for me?' ’

'Master, as you commanded, I have always hunted the souls of those who intruder. ’

'Really? Isn't that great?! Those who go to Razorland Heights, orcs, bullheads, dark spear trolls, etc., although I have trade dealings with the orc tribe now, and I maintain friendly relations with them, this does not prevent me from making some small means behind my back. ’

Calling him a brother and a brother on the face, he has to stab a knife when he should stab a knife behind his back, and in this regard, the traverser does not have any guilt or anything. Don't do things that harm others and yourself, but things that harm others and benefit yourself...... People don't destroy the heavens and the earth for their own sake!

'Master, at your command, I have struck down the intruders who have come to Razorland and hunted their souls. Great hosts, only this time, seemed a little different. ’

'Damn lich, I said, don't be a fuss. ’

'I'm sorry, master. Not long ago, a human came to Razor Heights, and I defeated him and captured him alive. It's just that this guy is not that simple. ’

'Human?! ’

Kazik is inexplicable, could this be Gianna's men?

Isn't it easy?! Haven't you already been easily defeated and captured alive by the Lich, what will be the problem?

'After interrogation, great master, this human being is called Pennitraz. ’

Pennistraz? It seems to be a bit impressive, but it certainly won't be some famous guy under Gianna. Kill it, kill it.

'Master, this guy isn't human, he's just a red dragon in human form! ’

'What?! Red Dragon?! ’

Hearing the Lich's words in his mind, the Traveler was truly shocked. After thinking about it carefully, he remembered that Bennistraz, this guy should be the human captive in Razor Heights. But, but! This is a red dragon?!!!

Yes, in the dungeon, when he rescued this guy, he did have to give a dragon claw ring or something. Again, sometime after the fission of the earth, led by Christasa, some red dragons really attacked Razor Heights in a big way. Is it related to him?

Incredible, this thing is really a red dragon?!

'Master, do you want me to kill him?' This guy is a red dragon, will there be any problems with your follow-up arrangements? ’

Pennitraz, this thing is not very famous, and the little red dragon Valastaz is better known.

'Z? Lao Tzu, I also have such a word in my name...... Valastaz's whereabouts were sold to Onexia by me, do you want to let this Benistraz go? Lich, kill him! ’

'Yes, master. ’

'Dragon scales, dragon skin, dragon tendons, dragon bones, and all his flesh and blood, Thunder. Winter cold, these are all rare good materials, put them all away. ’

The thought in his heart continued, this unlucky fellow, Benistraz should have come to Razorland to investigate the sudden necromantic aura here, and if something happened to him, that Christasa might come soon.

'After this incident, you should consider running away, lich. ’

'Master? ’

'I have made an agreement with the orc tribe that they will not expand their power into the Thousand Needles Stone Forest again. The orc tribe will stop at the junction of the barren lands and the Thousand Needles Stone Forest, and this southern part of Kalimdor will be my sphere of influence. You're there now, and there's not much to do except hunt down those special souls, and I'm going to let you do something more important. ’

'Great host, Ricky. Winter Cold: Listen to your instructions. ’

'Capture those souls, but, lich, this time, you're going to capture the soul-state of Varri. ’

Vargri, or the Healer of the Soul. Sister Angel, come and say hello.

'Master, will you give up here completely?' ’

'Let Fire-Eyed Modres take your place, Reki. Winter cold, not as good as you, but always causing some trouble for those orc or other intruders. By the way, don't leave anything in there, lich, and blame everything on the scourge of the dead. ’

'Don't worry, master. Besides, the undead, or the undead, or the undead, or the forgotten, we are no longer in the category of the living. ’

Undead natural disaster, this is such a big pot, you have to carry it, and you have to carry it if you don't carry it. Kazik sighed slightly, the Lich King doesn't take the blame, so how can he have a good time?!

'Alright, lich, end this contact. Complete the work in your hands as soon as possible, and with those special souls, and then find those soul healers, I will start to test the ideas in my heart. ’

Special souls that can be perfectly resurrected by those soul healers. If he were to find out what these special souls contained in what were known as the shards of Azeroth's souls, Kazik envisioned relaying them to his Sandfury trolls. It can be resurrected, and it can continue to break through its own limits to gain strong strength, which will be the most powerful force in the hands of the traverser.

'Hmph, does it belong to my Million Great Lord?!' Interesting......