"That greenskin is protecting that crystal, you left and right, destroy that thing, and retreat as soon as you're done." Sylvanas turned her head and whispered.

Then, she turned her back and made a look of being ready to sprint, "Watch out for that guy, don't rush up and cause trouble for the Ranger General." ”

Ranger General? Suddenly, a name flashed through Roland's mind, Aurelia! The one who can clean up Aurelia so badly, that troll must be Zulkin!

As the chief of the Amani trolls, Zulkin harbored a great hatred for the High Elves. In its original history, he joined forces with Orgrimmar, the orc chieftain, during the Second Orc War, causing an unquenchable fire in Quel'Thalas, and the famous Windranger sisters would have their families die in the war. After the Orc's defeat, Zurgin was captured by the High Elves and blinded in one eye, and during his days of captivity he escaped back to Zuaman by cutting off his left arm from the shackles, and finally died at the hands of the Horde and Alliance coalition forces during the burning expedition.

Roland vaguely remembers that in the game at that time, Zulkin had a quadruple transformation form of a giant bear, a falcon, a dragon eagle, and a cheetah. It is said that it was inspired by the method of the Blood Elves to imprison Naru to forcibly absorb the Holy Light, and if this guy is Zulkin, then it seems that this method of absorbing the Holy Soul of the Beast has begun to take shape.

He could faintly see a blood-colored link linking the crystal to Zurkin, who had been trying to keep the High Elves away from the crystal. More crucial evidence is that whenever a female elf shoots an arrow into the center of the altar, the other person will always block the path of the shot with a giant axe or body. In Roland's opinion, these dozen or so high elves can barely maintain a confrontation by relying on each other's rat throwers, otherwise I am afraid that they really won't be able to hold out for so long.

"Don't die!" Sylvanas was ready and rushed out like an arrow from Hyun, leaving only a slightly warm word of concern.

Eh, everyone is a comrade-in-arms, can you say something auspicious if you care?

However, seeing that the other party had rushed out of the intersection, Roland hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, followed closely, and quickly approached the pillar of light against the corner of the wall on the left.

Although the broken walls cast several shadows on the street, the young man had no hope of hiding from the other person's perception, after all, he was not a professional thief, and the female ranger's body was already exposed to the sun. So he just followed Sylvanas's previous instructions, across the width of the street from the other party, and rushed towards the crystal suspended on the platform.

However, what he didn't know was that it was precisely because of the appearance of the two of them that the entire battle situation took a sharp turn for the worse in a moment.

The moment Sylvanas appeared at the corner of the street, Aurelia and the High Elf warriors beside him discovered her purpose. A strange color flashed in the Ranger General's eyes, and she remembered that she had received a report that Hilvanas had gathered civilians in the south of the city, but now she had appeared on the battlefield in the center of the town. Could it be that the battle in Seongnam is over? She was puzzled, but her face was calm, she didn't want the trolls on the other side to be wary of her actions.

It's a pity that there is a good saying, if you are not afraid of god-like opponents, you are afraid of pig-like teammates, and the soldiers around Aurelia who have been fighting hard saw the reinforcements the moment they saw the reinforcements, their faces showed a hint of joy, and even their movements slowed down by half a minute.

"Flawed!"

The Troll Warrior roared, and the razor-sharp battle axe hung a whirlwind in the crowd of High Elf warriors—Whirlwind Slash!. In the blink of an eye, a storm of flesh rose from the crowd, wailing and groaning. The sound of groans is endless. More than a dozen warriors all lay on the ground, most of them were broken pieces under the sharp blades, and even one or two guys with relatively complete bodies were more in and less breathless, and even Aurelia was in a hurry and had her armor cut through by the qi, leaving a bleeding wound on her chest.

However, at this moment, Roland had long since cared about the situation on Aurelia's side, and now he only felt more regret than ever - he had just followed Sylvanas to the edge of the platform when he saw a red light shoot out from the round crystal, and the roaring river of souls pierced the body of the female ranger and hit him in the chest.

For a moment, the young man felt as if time had stood still, and he could only faintly hear the mournful singing in the distance. Not the music of his past life, but the ethereal and pure singing of the High Elves.

For some reason, a thought broke into his mind—it was the souls wandering on the battlefield chanting, chanting an elven elegy that had been hard for thousands of years.

In the midst of a lullaby chant, a thick darkness appeared before his eyes, no trolls, no blood crystals, no High Elves, just plain darkness.

But it didn't take long for the surrounding light to become brighter again. The narrow streets were transformed into wide avenues large enough for five carriages to ride side by side, and the houses on both sides of the streets were decorated with golden carvings, and the dark red tiles underfooted were not the slightest gap.

There was silence all around, and the young man felt like he had broken into a relic that had been sealed for thousands of years. Sylvanas, who was supposed to be standing in front of him, was gone, the trolls and ranger generals in the battle were gone, and he was in a strange place in the blink of an eye. The unknown is always the greatest fear of human beings.

Did you cross over again? As soon as he thought of this, he secretly called the system in his heart, but more than ten seconds passed, and there was still no response. What the hell is going on, was I just dreaming before, and now I am really crossing over? The unknown environment, coupled with the loss of the support he has always relied on, the young man's heart seems to be falling apart.

He stood alone on the deserted street, looking around helplessly. The usual luxury style of the High Elves, the ancient taste of gold and red, the dark blue light gauze curtains, everything, tell yourself that this is a city belonging to the High Elves.

But where exactly is this? With Roland's experience of not being out of the Ghost Lands, he couldn't think of a name for the city. Perhaps, it is Silvermoon City, the main city of the High Elves?

Roland shook his head, pushed all kinds of speculation out of his head, and decided to search for some clues first. At this moment, there was the sound of small footsteps on the street corner in the distance, and then an unexpected figure came into his sight - Kerena, and the female elf stumbled over with the weak Kellnara in her arms.

Roland stepped forward quickly and grabbed Kelena, who was about to fall. The female elf's eyes were wide open, her face was frightened, and she gasped and said quickly, "Hurry up!" The dead, the undead are coming! ”

Undead? Roland frowned, and looked up in the direction where the elf mother and daughter had come. Suddenly, his ears were no longer silent, but full of shouts and noise. The young man was stunned for a moment by the sudden sound wave, and lowered his head to help the other party, but a strange scene appeared, and his arms were empty!

What the hell is going on! Roland drew his long sword and scanned the surroundings vigilantly, but there was still no one on the streets of Nuoda, and the elf mother and daughter who appeared before were nowhere to be found.

He hesitated for a moment, on his guard, and cautiously walked in the direction from which the other man had come, and he could feel that the voice in his ears was coming from there. If the apparition that just appeared was to entice myself to find out, then I'd rather see who's playing tricks!