With the Storm Dragon falling to the ground, and the massive arrow that Kazik had thrown, the big guy was in terrible shape. Sitting on its back, she was thrown out again, and from such a high place, the female Viku was also thrown to the ground.

"Kazik, are you going to kill them?!"

"Master?!"

The Blood Elf Girl and the Lich were just about to rush forward, and the Storm Dragon and the Viku archer were not in a good situation right now, and it was the perfect time to finish them off. Stretching out his arm, Kazik stopped Valera and Reki. Winter cold. Looking at the female Viku who had just struggled to get up on the ground, and seemed to be stumbling a little, the traverser had something else in mind.

This Viku huntress, she should be the guard guarding the gate of the tomb of the former king, as if she was still a believer in Tyre or something.

"Hello, Viku, can I know your name. Of course, please allow me to make my own introduction......"

"Damn elves! Who wants to know your name?! ”

Shaking her head as hard as she could, she waited until she was a little more sober and shouted angrily, and the Viku Huntress pulled the bowstring in her hand once more.

"Don't do that, big girl, it's dangerous!"

The Viku people, their body is really incomparably strong, and they are unusually tall. Night elves can also be said to have evolved from dark trolls, and it is understandable that elves are always a little more advanced than trolls. And the history of mankind, they can really only be said to have degenerated from the Viku people. In addition to the fact that the lines of the face have become softer, that is, more beautiful, the Travelers really don't think that humans can compare to their distant ancestors, the Vikus. The Viku huntress in front of her, she has stiff facial lines, giving people a fierce feeling, this is a large 'girl'!

As soon as the bowstring was opened, and before the enchanted arrow could be fired, the female Viku felt a sudden flash in front of her, and the elf had approached her. Intercept.

In an instant, there was a sharp pain in the abdomen, which was a heavy blow from this guy. Boxing.

"Ah~"

With a painful exhalation, the Viku Huntress instantly felt empty in her hand, her longbow was gone, and the enchanted arrows on the bowstring were also taken away. Disarm.

"Hahahaha, this bow is really good."

Kazik pulled the bowstring with all his might, not because of a lack of strength, but because the bow was almost up to his height, and it was difficult to operate. The traverser felt that this bow, with those powerful arrows, should be comparable to those legendary bows and crossbows.

The bowstring had been opened, the enchanted arrows had been placed on the string, and Kazik was aiming at the storm dragon beside him.

"Sister, do you need me to solve this big guy, your little friend or something?"

"You...... Damn it! ”

shout

Holding the bow in his left hand, the right hand that held the bowstring loosened, and the sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the enchanted arrows shot lightning in the direction of the storm dragon.

"No!"

Battered and falling from the sky, the Storm Dragon was in such a bad condition that it couldn't dodge it.

The Viku Huntress roared hoarsely, the dragon was her mount and her companion, and she could only watch it take a heavy blow, knowing the power of her bow and arrows.

boom

The arrow shot out like lightning with a loud bang, but the huge feathered arrow was deep diagonally into the ground, and did not hit the storm dragon.

"Alas! Shot missed...... Damn, it didn't hit?! ”

Leaning his longbow against his body, he clapped his hands and shouted exaggeratedly.

"Kazik ......"

The Blood Elf Girl and the Lich were behind, and they watched in silence as Kazik put on a clumsy performance. Like elves, trolls also have a talent for bows and crossbows, and not only trolls, but Kazik is now also an elf. It's so close, and if it's such a big immovable target, you say you can't shoot?! Are you kidding?!

"Boring ......"

Picking up the bow, Kazik threw it directly at the Viku Huntress.

"Elf...... What do you mean?! ”

"What do you mean?" Kazik looked at the female Viku in front of him, who was much taller than him, speechlessly, is this big girl stupid at the door?

"Why don't you let me again? Say, do you want me to hit it in the left eye, or do you want to shoot this big guy in the right eye? ”

"You ......"

Clenching the longbow in her hand, the Viku Huntress hurriedly backed away, she really couldn't understand what these strange creatures were going to do.

"I am the creation of Nabia, the Titan Guardian, the Viku, and I am authorized by the Titan Guardian Azadas, to retrieve the Guardian of Truth's Shield."

"What Nabia, I don't know. Titan Guardian Azadas? You said you were going to retrieve the Guardian of Truth's shield?! No! This...... That's impossible?! ”

Hearing Kazik's words, this Viku huntress had a lot of questions in his heart. But soon, those doubts were replaced by a great shock. She watched in amazement as the abominable elf pulled out a warhammer that shone with holy brilliance. Feeling a spiritual shock, as a believer in Tyr, an extremely unfamiliar but extremely familiar name naturally reflected in the heart of the Witch Huntress. The Warhammer of Tyr, the Silver Hand!

Raising his silver hand above his head, he poured a shimmer of magic into the hammer, and in an instant, a brilliant light rose towards the wounded storm dragon. Tyre's salvation.

"Heh, nothing is impossible. Looks like you've recognized it, it's the Silver Hand, the Warhammer of Tyr, the Titan Guardian......"

"How so?!"

Knowing that this should be the truth, Viku Huntress still has a lot of questions in her mind.

"Elf, Titan Guardian Tyr is a giant, and his warhammer is also huge, how could it be such a small toy in your hand......"

That's right. Also a Titan Guardian, Solim also likes to play with hammers, that Kolomir. Stormhammer. Azadas also has his own Hammer of Stone. The weapons of these Titan Guardians, without exception, are very large. Another example is Ragnaros, the king of the fire demons, whose hammer is extremely large.

"Oh, that's a good explanation, with some spells you can shrink Tyr's warhammer a little bit......"

Yes, the Titan Guardians are huge, and with specific spells, the mortal race can pick up their weapons that are also huge, so ...... Is it possible to play with the sword of domination on the Black Coast?

"Woo~~~"

With the healing effect of the Holy Light, the injuries on the Storm Dragon's body have improved a lot, this whining sound is not made by it, and it turned its head to the side, screaming like this is the resurrected Nightblade Leopard Dakar.

Once the Scourge of the High Ridges, the Dakar is now just a kitten pet who has been resurrected by a lich. It's just that...... The undead leopard seemed to be scared, and it went to Reki with all his might. Hide behind Donghan.

No, Dakar couldn't have been afraid of this storm dragon, it was undead!

On closer inspection, the lich seems to be dodging as well.

"Rykey. Winter ......"

"Forgive me, master, the light on that hammer is uncomfortable. Dakar is also feared by this. ”

Fear? Under the weather?! Putting away the Silver Hand Warhammer, Kazik thought to himself that if the Lich didn't obey, he now had a new trick to torment him. Bathing the undead in the light should be the most merciful punishment...... Well, it's like pulling a vampire out to sunbathe.

'Hehehehehe, good idea. ’

"Phew! Filthy revenant! ”

The storm dragon slowly came to his side and gently stroked its head, and a pet of such a cow was resurrected with full blood, and the Viku huntress had a lot of confidence in his heart.

"Alright, let this big baby of yours go play by herself first, girl, take me to Eagle, I'll take the Guardian of Truth Shield."

“…… Good! ”

Not only the Guardian of Truth's shield, but also another shield in it, and even a firearm produced by the Titan Guardian, which was made by Mimiron for Torrim, Titan Strike.

……

In the camp of the Soladin Wall, there is no threat of undead disasters, warm bedding, delicious food, and even dreams are full of comforting scenes, and the Scarlet Crusaders had a good rest last night.

It's a new day, the wind is good, and the army is on their way, and they are going to continue to Fort Riptide. A small squad of cavalry was sent to lead the way for the Scarlet Crusaders, and the Commander of the Amaron was still tasked with guarding the walls of Soradin.

"General Abydis, this is a surprise, Fort Riptide, I don't see any signs of decay here, but it gives people a thriving feeling."

A Scarlet Crusader spoke aloud, not noticing that there was no smile on his leader's face.

"Yes, there are no filthy undead here, there are simple people here. Most interestingly, General, the laborers were recruited by Riptide in the Kingdom of Stormwind, and they used to belong to the Brotherhood of Defia. It's a thief! ”

"No, not a thief. This brother of the Scarlet Crusaders, who were just laborers of the Masonry Brotherhood, were great building engineers. Prince Garin wouldn't recruit those vicious Defia bandits. ”

Riding forward, the warriors of the Scarlet Crusaders also chatted with these knights of Rapids, and they also learned more about this ancient Terran country.

"They are the hardest working engineers, and the restoration of the Wall of Soladin was completed so quickly thanks to their involvement."

"The restoration of the Wall of Soladin is not yet complete, and there is still a section of the wall that is not yet finished. Hey, man, I know, when the work here is finished, they're going to go to the Sandfury Clan, where there are plenty of job opportunities. ”

"Is that so? I haven't heard of it. Speaking of which, I also do a little carpentry ......"

Talking and laughing along the way, the people of the same Terran and the Scarlet Crusaders did not feel any resistance from these Riptide Castle warriors to them. Maybe there is, maybe it's just that they're well hidden, but they're definitely a lot friendlier than the dwarves of the Brute Hammer Clan.

Almost all of the Scarlet Crusaders were relaxed, it was like a trip, and their faces were even full of smiles that they hadn't seen for a long time, but Bridget. General Abydis, however, did not feel that way at all. Just last night, for some reason she couldn't get a good night's rest.

It's not just Bridget. Abydis, Commander Marlan, Killer Rohan, and Hunter Leopud are all preoccupied, and the initiator of all this is the equally silent Demytia.

It was all because of that casual conversation last night.

"Demethya, you are a sage of blood, and you have a 'sense of the afterlife'. Can you predict the future of our Scarlet Crusade? ”

"The future? That's a very general concept, General Abydis. Tomorrow will be a sunny day, and this is also the future. ”

"Hahahahaha, Demetia, I'll have Riptide Toast tomorrow, is that right?"

"Leopud, strictly speaking, this is."

"Hahahahaha."

"Huh! What does that count?! ”

In a small barracks with a warm fireplace, they had just had a hearty dinner, Bridget. Abydis, Marlan, Rohan, Leopud, and then Demytia were the rare jokes of the higher-ups of the Scarlet Crusaders.

"Don't interrupt!"

With a coquettish drink, General Abydis continued to ask questions of the Sage Demithea.

"I mean really, Demytia. Well, like this Riptide Kingdom, no, like the camp of the Walls of Thoradin, can the Hand of Tyr become the same as here?! ”

This time, everyone's eyes lit up. They felt nothing but peace and comfort in the camp of the Soladin Wall, and it was so peaceful, and if the Hand of Tyr could become like this, it would be a really good future, wasn't that what they were working for? Stopping the laughter, everyone looked at Demithia expectantly, hoping that the scarlet sage would give them an answer that would satisfy them.

"Alright then, I'll try divination."

Demithia was also quite moved, making Tyre's hand look like this, and she was also looking forward to such a future.

Divination, which is more of a deep meditation.

The smile on her face was gone, and a look of horror gradually spread over Demethia's face, the revelation of the Light, and she saw a vague future about the Hand of Tyr and about the Scarlet Crusaders.

"What's wrong, Demytia?"

Everyone felt bad, and the scarlet sage's face had already told them that the result of this divination would not be too good.

"Tyr's hand is good!"

Just when everyone is about to breathe a sigh of relief, isn't that a good result? The Scarlet Sage Demithia spat out her next words, which were like a thunderbolt in a sunny day, and everyone was shaken.

"At the hands of Tyr, I don't see the future of the Scarlet Crusaders!"