"Is the von der Lores sacrifice coming? Our voodoo-corrupted elven warriors need their help. Biroa probed the injuries of an elven warrior infected with voodoo.

Haduron looked towards the second floor of the temple, where a young elven priest was healing the elven warrior's injuries. A faint halo of light was released from her hand, enveloping the body of the infected Voodoo warrior.

"The High Priest has made his way to the Far Wanderer camp, where there are more wounded." Haduron sighed and continued, "The Light can only alleviate the injuries of our companions, not the root cause, and we need a way to save it, a complete solution to this voodoo. ”

Bi Luohua bowed his head slightly and said, "Don't be in a hurry, there will always be a way." Where are our scout troops, let them come here to meet me. ”

Haduron knew that the Archmage had come here to help them resolve this crisis. No matter what kind of request, he will try his best to meet it.

"Crean, go unleash the magic flares and gather back the Tuckquilyn scouts who are out gathering information." Haduron commanded the Ranger standing behind him.

The mentor was busy instructing the next move, and Rollin listened intently as he patrolled the half-lying voodoo-infected elves. Their faces were no longer white and smooth, but like moss, dark green with a little unbearable wetness. It looked disgusting, but Rollin and the priests didn't show any disgust at their companions.

The Mentor summoned all the mages and arcanists of the Sun Temple, and they had more important tasks to work out together. Unable to help, Rollin simply followed the path that surrounded the temple wall and ascended to the second floor.

There was only one priest, and Rollin remembered who this one was. Liadrin, I just met it not too long ago.

The elven priest seriously used the Holy Light Technique to envelop the elven warrior's body to relieve the warrior's pain. Rollin walked over, but Liadline didn't notice. It wasn't until Liadline had healed that she found Rollin standing behind her in a daze.

"If you don't want to be treated as air, come and help." There was a little irritation in Liadrin's tone, and the healing tasks that lasted for several days would have different degrees of boredom on anyone.

You can't vent to the wounded, you can only vent to this idle magician.

"What can I do." Rollin asked.

Liadline pointed to the food utensils on the table and said, "The soldiers have lost a lot of strength after the plague. Feed them some food, talk to them, let everyone not give up, and there is hope. ”

Serving the food on the table, Rollin crouched down in front of one of the elven warriors closest to him. is a female elven warrior who lies on a long carpet and is weak.

"Get up and get something to eat." Rollin gently cut the food into small pieces and brought it to the warrioress's mouth with a fork.

The life breath of the elven warrior's body is very weak, and voodoo consumes her strength. She tried to open her eyes, waved her hand, and squeezed out a smile: "I don't need it, I can't eat it." ”

"How can this be done, the archmage Bi Luohua has come to the temple, and the troll witch doctor who made voodoo has been found, I believe we will be able to rescue everyone in a few days." Rollin comforted the elven warrior with a faint breath.

The elven warrior nodded slightly, she opened her mouth slightly, and began to swallow her food. The movement of the lips is slow, and the strength to chew food is weak.

Instead, Rollin mashed the food directly into the painkiller and let the wounded drink it. On the second floor of the temple, Rollin deeply felt the breath of death lingering over him. These elves who have been harmed by voodoo may be far away from this world in the next second.

The sun set as it vanished into the jungles of the Ghost Lands, and the sky darkened. After taking care of all the wounded and having eaten a simple dinner, Rollin breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the platform outside the temple.

Liadline stood beside him and asked, "Is everything you said true?" Did the Archmage of Biroa really find the troll who made voodoo? ”

"Really, when Sanorian came to the Mage Tower to find the mentor today, the mentor had already locked on the troll witch doctor, Ulles." Rollin replied.

Liadeline breathed a sigh of relief and sat down as well: "I hope everything goes well, these Amani escaped cattle, not only making voodoo, but also sneaking up on our camp, we elves have not suffered such a huge loss for a long time." ”

Ever since entering the Temple of the Sun, Rollin had sensed a heavy atmosphere. Obviously, the situation is not optimistic.

"Trolls sneaking up on our camp? Isn't that self-defeating? "Rollin knows the fighting power of these Amani trolls, they are no match for these trained rangers and warriors, let alone magicians.

Liadline looked back at the wounded, clutched the sword at her waist and said, "It was so before, but since we have this voodoo, our battle has been lost. You must always be wary of such voodoo seeping into your bloodstream, otherwise you will get voodoo. The battle was passive, and we suffered a big loss. ”

What about the little sister. Rollin's heart also hung in the air.

"What about the new group of rangers, have they been attacked?" Rollin's gaze scattered in the forest in the distance instantly converged on Liadrin's face.

"They were stationed at the Far Wanderer Camp, which was the worst troll-infested area."

Day!

Rollin's brain was in a trance, and he asked with a short breath, "What about Wen Leisa?" Has her squad been attacked? ”

Liadline remembers very well that this time all the members of the Silvermoon Council were dispatched for this mission. The newest Windranger of the Windranger family, her squad has been captured by a troll overseer, Molda. The sinister and cunning Overseer used a sharp narcotic poisonous mist as a precedent to the attack, and took advantage of the day's wind direction to successfully raid the Far Wanderer's camp.

Liadline looked at Rollin, who was so nervous, hesitated, she didn't know whether to tell him the truth or not.

"She's supposed to be in the camp, I don't know exactly." Leadrin, who believes in the Light, is clearly not lying. Rollin's mind was clear, and he knew if Liadline was telling him the truth.

"Ma'am, I want you to be honest with me." Rollin tried to regain his composure, but he obviously couldn't, and he felt more and more that something was wrong with his little sister.

Liadline thought for a moment and realized that concealment was not the solution, and she directly told Rollin the truth.

In a few simple sentences, it completely explained what the little sister team encountered. Rollin closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

His heart was beating faster, and Rollin couldn't bear it anymore and ran straight down the floor, to the bottom of the temple.

Seeing Rollin's face, the instructor greeted several mages and stopped his students.