Brad smiled wryly: "I really didn't expect this. ”

The Demon Hunter has an awkward position within the Night Elves, even if it has its own reasons, plus he has changed a lot of things.

The Demon Hunters have also been very effective in dealing with the Burning Legion, but it is almost impossible for the average Night Elf to truly accept them.

Even if you still regard them as your own people, even if you admire their courage, you can become a demon in order to protect your homeland.

But demons are demons, and ordinary Night Elves can recognize their status and worth, but cannot accept them as part of their own lives.

Tyrande and Malfurion, among others, understood them and tried to reintegrate them into the community, but failed, and they stayed away from the community.

They built new homes, built temples, and guarded what they were supposed to protect. They were at the mercy of the Night Elves, especially in the Battle of Angela, where the Demon Hunters died so much that their first commander died in the sand.

Everyone knows that he is not lost.

Sometimes it's just so weird, admire them, revere them, but you just can't let them fit in.

Of course, there are no absolutes in the world, and they also have a reward for their efforts, and many young Night Elves, who cannot become warriors or hunters, join the Demon Hunters with reverence.

They don't have perfect qualifications, but they have a sinful and tenacious will, suppressing demonic powers, and fighting for themselves and for their people.

They have also bred a generation of people who are themselves the offspring of demon hunters and have demon blood in their blood. And it's easier to control the power of demons, which is why Demon Hunters have grown these days.

At that time, Tyrande and others said that this was a temple. Everyone subconsciously thinks that life here is shabby. Houses are sparse, and even the population is not much.

However, seeing the scene in front of them, everyone knew that they were wrong.

This is a city, a temple-style city, a boundary river with perfect megalithic buildings and natural flowers and trees, without the decaying and sinking atmosphere of demons, but instead seems vibrant, slightly less than the elven capital under the tree of life. But it is not weaker than the other big cities of the Night Elves, and even surpasses it.

At the innermost part of the city is a huge temple built on a hill, which overlooks the whole city halfway up the mountain.

There are also many small temple altars in the city, and all the demigods who participated in the ancient wars have huge statues that are worshipped and worshipped by the demon hunters here.

The tall statues of Ursol, the Ursock brothers, Agamagan, Anvina, Cenarius, and Godring are mighty and powerful.

And above the highest temple is a statue of a human being, who is not tall compared to other statues, dressed in the robes of a human nobleman, with a delicate face, and his demeanor is not as majestic as other statues. Rather, it looks lazy.

Behind the statue there is also a relief of the moon god, the moon god's face is blurred, but her gaze is divine, and she gently waves her bare hand.

A moonlight fell on Brad's statue. Brad's cane tapped lightly, as if to point something.

There are also small statues of demigods on either side of the statue of the marshal, and even the heads of Tyrande, Malfurion, and other races.

These statues are stone though. But as if they were all alive, they looked solemn. It's as if they're discussing something hard to decide.

"I can feel the Ancestral Spirits calling me." Kane's eyes straightened as he looked at the three tall minotaur statues.

"Stupid bugs." The sound of a rough mine came to everyone's ears.

Brad's figure flashed, floating not far from Manolos. Said coldly: "It seems that you have destroyed a lot of small worlds, 10,000 years, and you are still like this, shameless." The morale is also quite high, I guess you have forgotten how many times you have failed in this world. ”

"It's you little worm." Manolos looked at Brad coldly: "Not long ago, I heard from Kilgardan that you little worm is still alive, and you have once again ruined my plan. Now that you finally dare to show your face, I'll crush you in a moment. ”

"I don't know who I chased the dead dog." Brad glanced at it, and then said, "The city has opened a defensive barrier, and no one is allowed to come out." ”

The demon hunters immediately understood that this was the beginning of a demigod war, and hurriedly activated the crystal to activate the defensive enchantment. They absorb the power of demons, and at the same time, they also absorb some of the demon's technology, and it is no secret that some large defensive enchantments are made.

"Don't do it, he's mine." There was a loud shout from the airship, and Grom crossed a distance of several hundred yards with a big jump, and the tomahawk in his hand was raised high, ready to give Manolos a force to split the mountain.

"Damn little thing, you dare to do anything with me after drinking my demon blood." Manolos clenched the battle in his hand lightly, as if he didn't have any force to collide with the blood roar.

Bite......

There was a piercing crash, and Grom's body flew upside down like a straw, smashing into the demon army, crushing the demons to death.

"It's so vulnerable." Manolos refocused his gaze on Brad and was about to make a move.

"You're rejoicing too soon." Saar likewise went down.

The warhammer in his hand shone with a blinding lightning.

While......

The war hammer in Thrall's hand came out of his hand, and his body also flew sideways, while Manolos's body flashed a large number of arcs, and his body was stagnant.

At the same time, Kane jumped down, but instead of slamming it hard, he jumped behind Manolos and slashed his battering ram-like tail with his tomahawk in his hand.

Manolos let out a roar of rage and was about to turn and kill the bull's head.

But just as he turned his head, a shadow spear stabbed into his neck. Woking has also made a move.

Roar......

Manolos roared in pain, pulled out his green spear with two fingers, and crushed it with his broken hands: "Damn, any toxin won't work for me. ”

"If one doesn't work, then ten, and if ten doesn't work, then a hundred."

Woking's figure jumped like a ghost, keeping Manolos locked on, but each jump was accompanied by a poisonous spear sinking into his massive body.

Medivan and Gianna's figures flickered, and a huge fireball bombarded Manolos's body, making a huge explosion.

Tyrande's body was enveloped in a stream of moonlight, as if praying, and two pillars of light filled with healing energy shrouded Grom and Thrall's bodies.

The two of them, who were half dead just now, seemed to be alive in an instant with the light of the pillar of light, screaming and fighting with Manolos again with their weapons.

(To be continued.) )