A ray of light appeared in the darkness, and a huge meteorite fell from the sky.

The orc warlocks gave way to a blank space, and the Hellfire slowly rose from the middle, and when its huge eyes opened, green flames immediately burned in the grass around it, sweeping away all invisible.

"Hellfire"

The figure involuntarily revealed, and Valella felt the burning sensation on the soles of her feet, and looked up at the tall troll in disgust.

The green flame is the evil, the icy flame, the demonic flame.

[And His Highness, a completely different flame]

With a thought to herself, Valera slashed her dagger in front of her and quickly ran towards the hellfire.

Beside her, several elven thieves who appeared together also spread out on their slender legs, and quickly threw themselves towards the hellfire.

Every thief knows that this Hellfire can't be left on the field.

This evil stone demon summoned at random is not strong in itself, but it always carries an aura effect composed of flames around it, and with its actions, more thieves will be exposed.

"Destroy these elves!"

The orc warlocks chanted their spells, and green, back, or bright red flames flew from all sides, interspersed with shadow arrows in the shape of black balls.

But after all, it was not the seamless spells of the elves, and the thieves relied on the advantage of their bodies to jump sensitively, like loaches, shuttling through these brilliant spells, and quickly approaching the hellfire.

"Stupid, use the curse to slow them down!"

Seeing that the spell could not hurt the elven thieves, some warlocks immediately canceled the spells that hurt the surname and began to put some curses on the running thieves to slow down their speed.

Like a boulder on their backs, the thieves slowed down one by one.

Flames began to hit them, burning their skin.

The golden leather armor began to glow slightly, and at the same time resisted the damage and brought small healing to the elves, but it did not change the overall situation.

"Captain, move on!!"

Several of the elven thieves who had suffered the most damage on the periphery nodded at each other, and then shouted at Valera:

"We're here to escort you!"

They began to assemble, firmly escorted by Valera and a few of the less wounded elves, temporarily taking on the duties of warriors, and using their bodies to block the incoming spells.

The flames burned on them, the leather armor was scorched, and these elven thieves immediately became fire men, but without saying a word, they closely surrounded their teammates in the middle and ran forward.

This moment was like a repetition of the past - this was the way in which the emaciated elven warriors stood on the periphery in the ancient centuries, using their bodies to protect their ranged firefighters, as well as those young children.

In those days, they did not have melee combat

Every noble elven warrior can only use his body to dedicate himself to their race and obtain hope for them

These thieves, when they were children, all heard about those distant times

Their mothers and fathers would tell them in the quietest of languages:

The Kingdom of the High Elves is made up of countless heroic spirits who have exchanged their bodies and lives.

Those heroic spirits even have their grandfathers and grandmothers

And now

They have become melee combat, whether it is a thief or a warrior, it is the most glorious mission inheritance that has not been seen in tens of thousands of years

These elves must protect their hopes, their compatriots, and win the battle!

"Thank you"

Even if it was as cold as Valera, at this time, he could only say these two words from his mouth.

The eyes of the few guarded elven thieves beside her were misty, but not a single tear flowed, and they thought it was disrespectful to their proud companions.

I don't know from what era, the elves are no longer allowed to cry in the face of such a formation.

The flames that came from all sides were fierce and swift, and the first burning thief fell, and then a thief came out from the inner enclosure and withstood the flames again.

“”

Kael'thas saw the scene above, which was far more bitter than he had imagined, and made him tremble from the bottom of his heart, and then gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Xiao Ao! Small fire! Go help them!! ”

The two pets that were running in front of them immediately abandoned their enemies and turned and ran upwards.

In front of the elven army, only Kael'thas was left, and the pressure on him suddenly increased.

"Don't want to die"

Kael'thas looked at the low-level orcs who had been used by madness, and when he stretched out his hand, the sword disappeared, and a slender and elegant staff studded with huge red gems appeared in his hand.

"Get out of the way!"

With a wave of the staff, the flames rolled like a long river, pouring forward with a bang.

At the same time, Valella and the others broke through to the Hellfire.

"Die!!"

Several elven thieves roared, and the green blades covered the hellfire, and in a few seconds, the hellfire wailed and turned into shards and scattered all over the ground.

"Kill these monsters!"

The thieves shouted, glancing at their burning companions, their eyes flickering, and their figures vanished into the darkness in an instant.

In the darkness, the screams of countless orc warlocks rang out.

Most of the thieves who had just been exiled had just arrived and had no mercy in their slaughter.

Their anger burned, and their knives fell, unconcerned about the filthy blood staining their beautiful faces.

"Quick, prepare, summon a powerful Hellfire out!"

The orcs were a little nervous, and dozens of orc warlocks gathered around and began to quickly chant incantations.

"Don't let them succeed."

Valera shouted, and as soon as her voice came out, she turned into an afterimage and ran towards the orcs.

Many energy thieves followed, surrounded from all sides in the middle.

"Rain of Fire!"

Suddenly, a rain of flames fell from the sky, and Valera was startled and stopped.

She turned her head to see a few warlocks next to her who were directing the spell with their eyes closed.

The dense rain of flames was like a waterfall in front of the elves, and the light stimulated the eyes so that they could not look directly, and those warlocks stacked many rain of flames in order to strengthen their power, and used them on the same area.

[Can't break through!!] 】

Valera judged that she gritted her teeth, knowing that the reason why these warlocks didn't use this spell in the first place was because they needed guidance, and the direction of the Rain of Flames could not be changed, and in addition, the Warlock's use of the Rain of Flames was equivalent to giving up defense.

Now, have they given up their lives? 】

Valella didn't think that these warlocks also had a sense of teamwork, so she sneered and ordered:

"Deal with the warlocks who channeled spells first!"

The thieves scattered instantly, and their daggers lit up.

(To be continued)