During the night, Belmont and Gatley walked towards Varedos, the shadow agent who had been halfway healed from the damage sustained by the aberration's attack. www.biquge.info However, along the way, the Gatley expressed concern about Belmont's plan to kill the necromancer single-handedly.

"It's crazy!" He said, "It's just the two of us, we're going to challenge a psychic lord, and this cultist obviously has a big problem. Don't you know? That human has been a monster for a long time, and is using the lives that have died on this land to create more monsters! ”

"But if I don't kill him, the rest of the people, and even the rear of the entire Tribal Expeditionary Force, will be threatened." Belmont replied as she walked, "And, attention, Forsaken. It's me going to deal with that necromancer, not our ......"

"Hey, be careful with your words, okay?" Getteley said dissatisfiedly, "I'm not a burden...... Anyway, I'm also a shadow agent who belongs to the Undercity, and if it weren't for the damn magic of that necromancer, how could I have lost to two brainless guys! ”

"But in fact, you're losing! And almost died...... Belmont said, "and, are you Balsus's rival?" ”

"Our boss? Oh no! ”

"But your boss is no match for me! If we fight...... I got serious, and I could tell the winner in about 10 seconds. ”

“...... Well, okay! Gatley sighed, "Boss Barsus agrees with you as the boss of the reinforcements, so I think he must believe that you have the ability to solve the problems here, maybe you can really do a miracle, huh?" ”

Then, the two of them continued to walk forward in silence, and after a while, the wreckage of the watchtower destroyed in Varedus in the distance had appeared far away in their field of vision, which also indicated that the two were about to reach their destination.

Seeing that he was about to reach his destination, the shadow agent Gatley, who was forced to escape, became more and more nervous, and finally, he couldn't stand it anymore, and his figure faded and disappeared into the shadows. When he was monitoring the target before, he didn't choose to enter the stealth state, and thought that he would not be discovered if he hid from a distance, and then the fate can be imagined. Gatlet, who had suffered a loss, chose to be cautious this time, and before reaching his destination, he entered a stealth state in advance.

I have to say that as a shadow agent who belongs to the Undercity, like his other teammates, Gatley also plays a good stealth. When their boss Balsus was sneaking, Belmont couldn't find him so easily. Although in terms of strength, the Gatley was not as good as Barsus, but after he sneaked up, even though he knew that he was by his side, Belmont was not able to immediately discover the location of the Gatlet.

"Good stealth play!" Belmont exclaimed, the Forsaken as thieves and assassins were undoubtedly the most feared type. They don't need to eat, they don't need to rest, they don't have body temperature, and an Assassin of the Forsaken lurks around you, a constant threat to life, enough to drive many people crazy.

"But how the hell did you get tricked?" Belmont asked, "I don't know what level of spellcaster that Valedus is, but if you just want to hide, you shouldn't be so easy to spot!" ”

“...... I was careless! Beside the empty people, there was a helpless voice from the shadow agent, "Who would have thought that even though I was hundreds of meters away, and with the night as a cover, that necromancer would be able to find me!."

"That mage can blow up the watchtower hundreds of meters away with a single spell, and even those elven rangers can't see the environment hundreds of meters away in the dark......

“...... You're saying that the necromancer used a spell to attack you from hundreds of meters away? Belmont interrupted Gatley and asked, "This is impossible, how can a mere Cursed Cultist, a mage, project a spell hundreds of meters away without the aid of any ritual or magic circle?" ”

Although Azeroth is a world full of accidents, and from time to time a dangerous world that wants to destroy the world. But no matter how fantastical this world is, at least there is something to be paid attention to. For example, the spellcaster's spells are very powerful, and some spellcasters who are strong enough can even destroy a city, as the great chief of the tribe, Thrall, once did.

However, that is when the caster is ready, if every mage can destroy a city with a wave of his hand, then the world will be finished in the hands of the mage sooner or later, even if there are not a lot of middle and second diseases that want to destroy the world. Spells that can destroy cities are not absent in Azeroth, but they can only be done by the caster through rituals or magical amplitudes when they are prepared. Otherwise, after the cataclysm, Brain Roar would not have used the Rainbow of Focus to make a disposable pollution-free nuclear bomb to pacify the entire Theramore. The theme of this world is sword and sorcery from beginning to end, even if there is engineering like black technology.

Therefore, in this world, mages cannot destroy thousands of troops with a wave of their hands on the battlefield. There is a limit to a mage's attack range on the battlefield, and it is not bad that a fireball can be thrown more than ten meters. Mages can't become mobile turrets, and that's when engineering develops, and things like muskets, artillery, and even siege tanks and airplanes are born.

What's more, no matter how clever a ranger or shooter. Being able to hit a target within tens of meters can be called a magic shot in this world, and with a shooting distance of hundreds of meters, Belmont only now knows a person who can do this.

"That's why I don't approve of you going alone...... "A mage who can attack from hundreds of meters away, and with a bunch of Scourge monsters that have been created, I think it's better for us to wait for the follow-up support from Warsong Fortress." ”

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"No, I don't think there really is a mage who can project magic hundreds of meters away, and if there is, it is definitely not something that a mere cultist can do." Belmont said firmly, "Even if he can do it, it will take some extra strength to do it......"

"So, no matter what intrigue that necromancer is up to, I'm not going to let him stay here and wreak havoc and waste my time." Invisible magic poured out of Belmont's body, communicating a shadow world, and the next moment, with blue flames of light erupting from the ground, the Acherus Death Horse appeared in front of Belmont.

Reaching for the reins of the warhorse, Belmont rolled over and rode on.

"Wait a minute, are you really not thinking about it anymore?" The Shadow Agent cried out in concern. "We can also make a battle plan first."

"The battle plan is already there!" Riding the Death Horse, Belmont pulled the reins, and the Death Horse opened its blue-glowing hooves and ran. "The plan is to kill it directly!"