"Leo, what do you think of the Paladin profession?"

Furssell asked suddenly, and the question she asked puzzled Leo. You've spent more time in the Cathedral of Light than I do, and you know more about the Paladins than I know many times better, so why are you still asking me?

However, Freo's question could not be left unanswered, so he thought for a moment and said, "From the standpoint of human beings, the profession of paladin is very remarkable, and there is no more tenacious profession in this world. Lothar died with Turayan, and after Tulayan there was Berval, and the paladins were always the backbone of the Terrans. ”

"Is it just a Terran?"

Fursser's step by step pressed questions, Leo had a premonition in his heart, but his performance was unhappy pouting, rolled his eyes and said, "And the group of dwarf threes in Ironforge Castle." ”

Glancing at the unobtrusive fellow, Furheatel asked no more questions.

If Leo's words reach the ears of the dwarves, Ironforge will pour out countless dwarves from his mouth to find him desperately.

Fursser's trip to Stormwind was not so simple, she joined MI7 and took the initiative to go undercover to enter the Cathedral of Light, most of which was to collect first-hand information about the paladin, so it was not an impulsive move for Liadlin to capture Murru because of a hot brain.

Kael'thas was only afraid of fighting the Paladin's idea at the moment of rebuilding Silvermoon City, otherwise Astaro. The Blood Oathers' plan to steal the Light could not have been accomplished in such a short period of time.

It's a pity that Furssell didn't succeed in removing the word apprentice from the apprentice paladin, otherwise the first paladin of the blood elves would not be Leah Delin but her.

Later generations only remember the first Blood Knight Liadrin, but few people know that Fursser, who served in MI7 and served as a probationary paladin in the Cathedral of Light for many years, is really sighing for her.

What do you say that you don't judge heroes by success or failure, child paper, the holy light is fooling you, no matter which world you can't escape the law of the winner, the prince and the loser.

"Arcane Shot!"

Herios' shouts drew Leo's attention back to the battlefield of Dysom, and looming ghosts emerged from behind the Bone Legion, and with them the dark elemental fluctuated violently.

The ghost's shadow arrows and psychic blasts cost Leo's skeleton warriors hundreds of losses, making Leo feel distressed for a while. The Skeleton Warriors had only lost three or four hundred of them after fighting with the Bone Legion for so long, and those ghosts had multiplied their casualties as soon as they appeared, and the damage of magical attacks to Skeleton Warriors was much higher than that of physical attacks.

With the characteristic purple and white brilliance of the arcane, the Far Wanderer began the long-range strike they excelled at, and after a round of arcane fire, the ghosts behind the Bone Legion immediately thinned out, and the spells to attack the skeleton warriors were nearly one-third less.

The Blood Elves' research on arcane is truly extraordinary, and the Far Wanderer's arcane shooting is several points better than that of human hunters of the same rank.

The Far Wanderer shot a lot of ghosts, and Leo's skeleton mage was not weak, and the number of ghosts was drastically reduced under the magic attack that reflected the sky in color, and the shadow arrows and psychic blasts that attacked the skeleton warriors became scarce with the large number of deaths and injuries of the ghosts, and no longer posed much of a threat to the skeleton warriors.

"Good and bad energy, alas, is better than nothing."

Dragonakus didn't know when he appeared beside Leo, he took a slight breath, and a stream of pure shadow energy turned from behind the Bone Legion into a finger-sized black mist and drifted into his mouth.

With a slight inhalation, not only did the shadow energy emitted by the slain ghosts disappear, but even the still living ghosts disappeared.

"Nakoth, you ate them?"

Leo looked at Dragonakoth in shock, this thing really lived up to his name as the Devourer of Everything, and the thousands of ghosts had all become its mouth food with a light suck.

Touching his shriveled belly, the Twilight Dragon, who transformed into Chengren, had an aggrieved expression: "Master, I'm too hungry." ”

Originally, he was still shocked that the blood elves who had been sucked by thousands of ghosts in one gulp looked at Leo with a strange face, making the latter call Yali Mountain Da.

Hey, hey, I said, what's that look on your face? Am I like the kind of unscrupulous master who abuses his servants? Look at what, look at me again, if you look at me like this again, I'll ...... I don't think I saw it.

Speaking of which, this guy is good enough, thousands of phantom ghosts are gone, which saves me a lot of effort.

The people of the Lothar family?

When Fursel saw Dragonakoth's purple hair, the elf misunderstood the identity of the Twilight Dragon, as for the Twilight Dragon's aqua blue eyes, it seemed to her that it was only due to impure blood, if his bloodline was pure, he should be the one who was now in charge of Arathas in Riptide Castle, not Scarlett.

This purple-haired young man named Nakoth should have been a master quietly cultivated by the Lothar family, and he followed Leo to Silvermoon City to prevent accidents.

The misguided Furtsel made a misjudgment, and her judgment helped Leo solve the problem of Nacoth's identity.

A clawed palm broke through the ground and emerged from the skeleton mage's feet, and Leo screamed that there were many ghouls buried under Dysom.

Tens of thousands of ghouls emerged from the ground, and skeleton mages who were not good at melee combat were caught off guard, and many were killed and injured by the ghouls' scratching mouths.

Originally, Leo also had a poisonous vine to scout the underground situation, but because he was dealing with Anoux Suta before, the ghoul vine failed to follow up with Daisom, and this small time gap actually gave the ghoul a chance.

"Arcane shooting, three salvos!"

"Arcane barrage!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Oliphilos and Herrios rained down the Magister's arcane barrage and the Far Wanderer's arcane shots from the city, covering the area where the skeleton mage stood.

At this time, the benefits of magic were revealed, as magic was spiritually locked and not afraid of accidentally injuring allies, so the blood elf's attack all fell on the ghoul's head, and did not hurt Leo's skeleton mage.

Leo secretly praised in his heart, the iron staff pointed at the ghoul, and a finger-sized arcane light shot out from the head of the staff, mixed with Oliphiros their arcane barrage is inconspicuous, but its lethality is stronger, other arcane barrages need several pieces to kill a ghoul, Leo's arcane barrage because of the penetrating power of bone teeth, as long as it hits the ghoul's head can open a fatal hole.

The Skeleton Mage also launched a counterattack at this time, and the magic blow exploded into a brilliant brilliance on the ghoul, and every time a Skeleton Mage Ghoul was killed, it cost a lot of money.

The ghouls originally wanted to rely on their melee advantage to quickly destroy the nearly 10,000 skeleton mages behind the skeleton warriors with sneak attack tactics, but they didn't expect that the spider monsters led by Anoxxuta would lose so badly, and the blood elves killed the city without much loss, and the expected scene of the collapse of the city wall did not happen.

What the ghoul didn't expect was that the skeleton mage, who was obviously very fragile, became more durable than the average skeleton warrior.

The successive accidents took a heavy toll on the ghouls, and by the time the skeletal mages had not yet reached three hundred, most of them had already been killed, leaving only the last three thousand ghouls struggling.

But what is the use of their struggles?

By the time the third round of arcane firing from the Far Wanderer army fell, the ghouls had been wiped out to less than a hundred, and they couldn't even make a small wave of their numbers.

"I'm really surprised that you've managed to do this, but that's the end of it."

An elf in a black robe led a group of undead out of Dysom, but this elf was covered in a gray color, and there was no breath of a living person at all.

"Darkan. Drahiel, you damned traitor! Today is your last day! ”

Seeing this elf, the blood elves, including Fursser, all scolded angrily, it was because of this guy's betrayal that the blood elves were so badly defeated when the Cataclysm invaded, this guy is the great enemy of the blood elves, and all the blood elves are eager to crush him to ashes.

Leo silently observed the great traitor of the blood elves, and Darkan's strength had indeed entered the legend, similar to that of Varimasas. Leo was able to kill the body of Varymatsas by firing a thousand cannons from the War Fortress, and it was still a sneak attack.

Not to mention the question of whether the sneak attack can be successful again, even if Darkanken gives the opportunity to war, the side effects of a thousand cannons are very large, and if Leo doesn't want the war fortress to collapse, he can only use it once a month.

He would have been worried about how to kill Darkan before Dragonaks showed up, but he didn't need it now.

"Hahaha......" Darkan let out a wild laugh as he pointed at the Blood Elves, "just you guys?" Or that ugly human being? ”

Ugly humans!

Leo blinked, and Darkan pointed at me when he said the five words ugly human? No, it should be Nakoth behind me.

"Dare to insult the master, little lich, I ate you!"

Before Leo could say anything, Dragonakos became furious. His words made Leo Beef Cow full of faces, you dead Twilight Dragon, don't talk nonsense, okay, that lich is clearly saying that you are ugly.

Darkan was amused by Dragonakus's words, this purple-haired guy actually called me a little lich, he thought he was something?

What a breath!

One second Darkan wanted to laugh, but this second the lich couldn't laugh.

A hand grabbed him by the neck, and a powerful momentum pressed against him, and Darkan only felt that the fire of his soul was almost extinguished.

Darkan was horrified, the purple-haired young man who said he was going to eat himself didn't know when he came to him, and it was he who grabbed his neck.

Who is this guy?

(To be continued)