Two violent rays of heat directly vaporized the resurrected corpses along the way, along with the green mist that filled the air. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info Carl led Garrod and the others straight to the goal.

Come to a crumbling elven house.

"Black Dragon !!"

An elven soldier suddenly shouted.

The rest of the soldiers and Garrod, and even Brooks. All reflexively clenched their weapons, and then looked together above the roof ahead.

A large, but graceful dragon is slowly circling. The black dragon scales reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight, and the pitch-black claws were like sharp swords.

There wasn't a single golden disc in the claws, which relieved everyone except Carl.

The terrifying sight left by the dragon's soul will never be forgotten!

"Don't panic, this is not an enemy!" Karl cast a blessing on everyone, and then he commanded the little black dragon princess hovering in the sky, "Come down, your mission is complete." ”

Onexia snorted heavily, and with sporadic sparks, it splashed down on the treehouse below, and black smoke suddenly rose.

Carl's face suddenly darkened, you did it on purpose.

"Carl?" Garrod swallowed as he watched the massive shadow slowly fall.

"She's my friend, not one of those crazy black dragons." Karl patted the elven captain on the shoulder, "But she doesn't have a good temper, just don't make her angry." ”

Garrod was stunned for a moment—not very good-tempered! Don't her off! Who knows when they accidentally messed with this one.

"They're still down there, and they don't seem to have any intention of escaping."

Full of magnetic and seductive voice, curvaceous figure, delicate and charming face......

When Onexia in human form jumped off the body of the black dragon mm, except for the old orcs who had too many racial aesthetic differences, the elven soldiers and their commanders were all stunned by Onexia, who was full of temptation.

"Ahem~ahem~!"

Carl coughed heavily, and introduced Garrod to a sober man.

"This is Katrana, my love."

Garrod's eyes widened like a deflated ball.

However, after many recent events, the elven captain has grown rapidly. His face quickly regained his composure, and he smiled lightly to Onexia.

"It's an honor to meet you, ma'am!"

"Hello, Garrod!" Onexia also bowed slightly, "Karl told me about you, you are the commander of the elves he knows after the Lord of Crowsburgh. ”

Garrod smiled, a little stunned—he didn't expect Carl to think so highly of himself.

"This ......," Garrod gave Carl a touched look, "Lord Ravencrow has always been my idol, but I'm still far from it." ”

Onexia smiled softly and said no more. To be able to say a word of praise to Garrod is already the generosity of Carl's face, which is also full of arrogance in his bones.

"Okay, let's talk about this gossip when we have time." Karl took over, "The demon that blasphemed these dead is under this house, let me get these guys hiding in the shadows out and give justice to the dead." ”

"Swear to follow your lordship!"

"Elune is above, victory is ours!!"

"Kill them all!!"

Karl burst into the sky, his fists clenched and swooping downward, hundreds of tons of force smashed down with kinetic energy several times the speed of sound.

"Boom!"

The ground shook violently with a loud bang, and a powerful shockwave spread out from the center where Carl had landed. The already crumbling treehouse was shattered like pieces of paper, and the blast wave swayed everyone who was far away......

The smoke cleared.

All that remains of the treehouse is a huge crater filled with broken artifacts and corpses.

"Dreadlord?"

Carl looked at the embarrassed figure floating in front of him with interest.

The appearance is similar to that of the Doom Guard, but it is slightly larger, the face is more narrow, the demon horns above the head are stretched forward and upward, and the wings behind him are wider and stronger.

Always with a sneering face, people can see at a glance that they are cunning and insidious.

"Who are you?"

The Dreadlord was only caught off guard by Carl's surprise attack, and was only a little embarrassed by the splattered rocks and dust.

Seeing the enemy in front of him, the Dreadlord quickly regained his composure.

After taking a closer look at Karl, the Dreadlord said with some uncertainty:

"You...... Are you Carl Ayr? The human who almost killed that brainless brute of Manolos? Starbringer? ”

"It's rare that you still know so much about me! Give your name and I'll give you a happy death! ”

Carl pretended to be forced in a rare way.

"It's up to you?!! Hahaha-" The Dreadlord laughed, "I'm not Manolos' idiot who only knows how to use brute force. Blessed by the Demon King, I met you here. Surrender, human! Beg the Dark Lord Tikdios for mercy, or I will spare your life and hand you over to Master Akmund. ”

Carl looked confused.

Tikdios, the Dark Lord! The first leader of the Nasrezm clan and a loyal lackey of Sargeras. Synonymous with cunning and insidiousness, he likes to use deception and conspiracy to achieve his goals, and he is a black hand who uses people's hearts and plays with everything behind the scenes.

It's just- didn't this guy wake up? Dare to speak to yourself like this.

In fact, Karl misunderstood, the Dreadlord (aka Nasrezm) clan is quite sensitive to danger. And Tikdios followed Akmund closely, only knowing that Manolos was defeated by Karl, and Karl was knocked away by Akmund's death finger.

Then he was sent out by Akmund to do research on the Fuluo corpses and control the battle of these corpses. Aside from contact with Akmund, Tikdios has not been in contact with anyone else. Therefore, it is not known that Karl was able to grudge against Akmund later.

In Tikdios's eyes, a big guy like Manolos who only has brute strength can't compare to himself who is proficient in powerful dark magic. So when facing Karl who defeated Manolos, Tikdios was full of confidence and was able to easily take down Karl, let out big words, and started the death mode-

"Tik Dios, is it? Uncle Ben is in a bad mood today, so I can only let you get a boxed lunch in advance. ”

The sword of Tyr appeared in Karl's hand, and the energy of the holy light shone through the human and the sword, turning into a golden light and rushing straight towards Tikdios. (To be continued.) )