"Where is this?" Drektar was lying on the ground, groping his way on the hard rocky ground to get up, but the after-effects of the forced teleportation made him feel dizzy, so the blind old shaman tried several times and finally still fell to the ground. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This is Maraton, and you are Drektar of the Frostwolf Clan?" A deep voice sounded in Drektar's ears, and the ground shook slightly, and a large shadow appeared in front of Drektar.

"Who are you?" Although Drektar's eyes were blind, his mind was extremely thorough, and he could be very sure that the black shadow standing in front of him at this time was the master behind the powerful elven mage, because in Drektar's senses, this huge black shadow was like an endless abyss, and just standing there made the old shaman feel a suffocating illusion that he was about to be swallowed.

"You don't need to know who I am, because there's no need for that." The huge black shadow standing in front of Drektar was naturally Hogg, and the giant gnoll-shaped ancient god answered Drektar as he reached out a soul tentacle and quickly pulled the old shaman's soul out of his body with a little roughness.

"What a strong soul! Unlike your weakened body, the strength of your soul depends only on your will, and your will is strong enough. Hogg looked at Drektar in his soul form, the soul quality of this old orc was extremely high, to the extent that even Hogg was moved.

Hogg decided to change his plan, originally intending to dismantle the old shaman's soul and add it to the soul of the king's decapitator as a spellcasting component, but now that the plan was a little out of the question, a soul of this quality should not be used so casually, and perhaps it would be a good idea to transform him into a faceless.

As soon as he thought of it, Hogg immediately threw aside the half-transformed monarch decapitator in his hand, and then when he brought some of the transformed monarch decapitators, he used the remaining materials to start transforming Drektar's body.

On the other side of the Alterac Mountains, Ned casually threw the coordinates of Drektar through the teleportation to Hogg, and then took the coyote druid, who had been eating bread with snowflakes on the side since just now, and they followed the footprints left by Ozan on the snow, and also entered the orc camp that had begun to burn.

Ozan had apparently killed the Red Eye, and at the entrance to the camp, Ned saw many orcs charred by the flames, and rudimentary weapons scattered on the ground, apparently the defenders of the camp, at least while they were alive.

"Gather all those young orcs for me, I'm still useful, and as for the rest of the old guys and warriors, kill them all." With the help of the coyote druid, Ned quickly found Ozan in the midst of the chaos of the camp, where he stopped him and commanded.

The middle-aged battle mage was searching the tents one by one at this time, killing the orcs hidden inside, and then setting fire to destroy the evidence, the whole process was easy and smooth, he was obviously a little confused and worried about Ned's obstruction, but he did not show dissatisfaction, Ned's previous behavior left a very deep shadow in Ozan heart, so that Ozan could only bury all his dissatisfaction in the bottom of his heart, and did not dare to show it at all.

Ozan silently changed the spell in his hand, he no longer used the extremely lethal fire spell, but replaced it with a more controllable ice spell, only to see the middle-aged mage's body jump and flash among the orcs, he waved Dalaran's standard staff with both hands, and struck the orcs on the head at various wonderful angles, knocking them to the ground one by one, and from time to time shot a few ice arrows to slow down the pace of those orcs who wanted to escape.

As Dalaran's elite battle mage, Ozan is proficient in all kinds of actual combat spells, and he is also very good at the fighting skills of staff-type weapons, so even if Ozan runs out of mana, he can use the staff in his hand to kill seven in and seven out of the frostwolf camp at this time.

"Are you interested in coming under me? Although the conditions are not as good as in Dalaran, I can send you to the front line to have a good time! Seeing that Ozan was very obedient and knocked down the orcs one by one, but did not harm their lives, Ned nodded with satisfaction, for the sensible and obedient Ozan Niederton felt that he could try to recruit him, although he planned to kill Ozan to kill him, but he had not yet put it into practice, and it would not be too late to kill him after the solicitation failed.

"I need to think about it, going to Quel'Thalas is not a trivial matter, and I am not ready to say goodbye to everything I know." Ozan replied that he was politely refusing Ned's solicitation by saying this, but for his own safety, Ozan did not dare to say it to death, after all, he had already seen Ned's moodiness.

"Quel'Salas? No, no, no, I think you're mistaken, I'm inviting you on behalf of Eresaras, of course you said you have to think about it, it's necessary, but don't delay it too long, understand? Ned saw through Ozan at a glance, and he didn't care, anyway, if Ozan hadn't thought about it when he left, then there was no need to think about it, Ned would decide it for him.

"Eresaras? Do you mean gnolls? But I seem to have heard that they're recruiting spell teachers? Ozan was moved, maybe this was really a good opportunity to get rid of Dalaran, of course he knew that Eresaras City was recruiting spell teachers with extremely generous conditions, but teaching and educating people was not the life Ozan wanted, so Ozan didn't pay attention to these at all.

And as a battle mage, Ozan has always had an attitude towards spells that can be used, and he will not dig deep into the foundation, so he does not meet the standards of the gnolls, after all, the requirements of the gnolls are very clear, as long as they are theoretical researchers, whether they can cast spells is secondary.

"Don't worry, an elite battle mage like you, we are reluctant to throw you into the school, this is completely burying your talents, in fact, in Eresaras you don't need to worry about not fighting at all, and gnolls are different from humans, they have a very light view of good and evil, so you can kill as much as you want, and you don't have to worry about being plotted from behind!" Ned knew exactly what Ozan wanted most, not a good pay, not a stable life, but sweet revenge and hearty killing.