Messer took a Donald's badge, and after probing through his spiritual power, he said approvingly to his disciple:

"This thing is very good, I didn't expect you to be able to copy the magic circle in the Silver Moon Coin and Magic Coin so quickly!"

Donald shook his head and said:

"It's not mature yet, I originally planned to imitate the classic equipment spell book of the ancient mage, but because I lack too many references, I can only refine these three badges, and after using them, I need to recharge them again, which is far less convenient than the spell book!"

Messer smiled and said:

"It's already rare, how long have you been studying alchemy? Young people know that it's good to be modest, but it's not good to be too modest!"

Donald nodded and took out a few more pieces of equipment and put them on one by one.

Although Ferdinand is not optimistic about Donald's plan, he can't help but help, so he is also recuperating, hoping to help him at a critical moment. If it was really dangerous at that time, he would use the secret techniques of their family's Sword Saint inheritance, and Ferdinand thought that he would be able to leapfrog the level and exert the strength of the early stage of silver, and there should be no problem in dealing with three or five wolf cavalrymen.

In this moment, the group of fleeing people in front of them had been caught up by a small group of orc wolf cavalry tails. Those people also knew the ferocity of the orc wolf cavalry, and immediately left a few tall companions in the rear, while the others continued to flee forward.

The few people who were cut off did not have any weapons, they all shouted angrily in unison, and then their bodies suddenly increased by three points, and they rushed towards the wolf cavalry wielding scimitars with their bare hands. It is estimated that this is an ability to stimulate potential similar to bloodthirsty, and I am afraid that it will not last long. What made Donald feel strange was that those wolf cavalry seemed to be afraid of the opponent's fist, and did not dare to use their bodies to make a hard connection, but resisted with their scimitars.

However, although these people are not bad, they all have at least bronze high-level strength, and their strength is firmly higher than that of the wolf cavalry, but the wolf cavalry is not fighting alone, and the wolves they sit on also have the strength of fourth-level demonic beasts.

But the wolf cavalry was not only these numbers, but after a while, the other wolf cavalry rushed up one after another, and those cunning wolf cavalry did not follow their companions to besiege these few people, but all roared and chased towards the crowd in front. The few people after the break tried desperately to stop it, but it didn't have much effect. Seeing this, it is obvious that I have already felt hopeless.

Seeing that the wolf cavalry were chasing after them, several of the spellcasters in those people held wooden staffs and waved them backwards, summoning green vines in the dirt in an attempt to stop the wolf cavalry's advance.

However, the attack power of these vines was not strong, and they only caused some obstacles to the opponent, and they were quickly cut and broken by the wolf cavalry.

At this time, those people had already seen the three Donald in front of them, and they couldn't help but run towards Donald's place with all their strength like drowning people grasping at a life-saving straw, with a glimmer of hope.

As the distance approached, Donald felt a familiar aura in these people, but the situation was urgent, and he was not allowed to think too much, so he spoke:

"We have no hostility, orcs are enemies!"

Unexpectedly, these people didn't react after hearing it, which couldn't help but make him a little embarrassed. But the orcs still have to be killed, and so many wolf cavalry just happened to send him soul power.

"The Power of Nature ......"

It wasn't until one of them said something in the ancient elven language that Donald reacted, and it turned out that these people couldn't understand the lingua franca of humanity, so their identities were revealed.

However, the battle had already begun, and the few people behind couldn't support it for long, and they didn't have time to speak, so Donald put down the doubts in his stomach, leaving the teacher and Kael'thas and the three of them, and immediately flew up and rushed in the direction of those broken people.

"Be careful!"

Coming to the sky above those people, Donald immediately shouted in a broken ancient elf language, those who seemed to be battle-hardened warriors, although they had suffered many injuries, but after hearing the warning from above, they all slammed the enemy and pulled back to the rear.

At the same time, three successive frost novas have been released on those wolf cavalry, no matter how cunning and ferocious these guys are, they are only the strength of the average bronze early stage, and many people are naturally strong together, but in the face of Donald's talent spell attack, that bit of resistance is still not enough.

A few almost instantaneous arrows of wind dealt with the frozen wolf cavalry and their wolves, and the fragments of the soul orb on their bodies automatically absorbed their soul power after death.

With that done, Donald tossed the men a few vials of life potion, and then flew off towards the other wolf cavalry.

When he had dealt with the three lone wolf cavalrymen, the cunning orcs sensed that something was wrong, and they all gathered in the direction of the large army.

So Donald had to go back and meet up with the teacher.

After returning to the original place, I saw the teacher Messer and Kael'thas standing in front of dozens of people on the left and right, and the few people who had broken off had already caught up with the large team at this time, and took the life potion to recover from their injuries and have the strength to fight again.

In front of them were no less than forty orc wolf cavalry, but none of these ferocious orcs dared to rush forward.

There were also many wolf cavalry who went around in other directions, trying to launch a sneak attack, but anyone who dared to come within twenty paces was killed or repelled by the spells of the two mages, but Ferdinand, a swordsman, was useless at this time, so he had to keep his guard on guard between the two mages.

Shocked by a silver rank and a bronze mage with a strength close to silver, the orcs did not dare to act rashly anymore, so they had to disperse and surround them.

When Donald's figure appeared from the sky, several wolf cavalry immediately saw the advantage, and they all drew their short spears behind their backs and threw them at Donald.

Donald didn't care about such an attack, most of them were deftly dodged by him, and the few who couldn't dodge took out their rarely used weapon, the Moon Blade, to shoot down the flying short spears one by one. Such an attack can be said to be dangerous against those weak mages, but it is not enough for him who has inherited the inheritance of demon hunters.

Soon descended among the teachers, and Donald saw that many of them had unfastened their cloaks, revealing handsome faces and appearances that were different from those of ordinary humans.

The pointed ears and greenish-brown hair indicate their identity, and sure enough, these people are elves.

It's just that half of them are children and young elves, and there are less than twenty powerful adult elf warriors, and most of them are wounded, no wonder with the strong talent of the elf clan, they will be chased and killed by dozens of wolf cavalry.

It is said that elves can often be seen along the warm southern coast of the continent, but the climate in the northland is too cold for elves, so no elves have visited once in hundreds of years.

Especially after the division of the High Elf Empire and the complete withdrawal of the elves from the ranks of the rulers of the continent, even the elven powerhouses who are not afraid of the cold rarely come to the north of the continent.

However, although Donald has doubts in his heart, this place is close to the orc territory, and even though they are strong, they can't stay for long, so it's better to solve the trouble and leave as soon as possible.

So Donald said directly:

"Ferdinand, fight later, you are responsible for protecting these elves, teacher and Kael'thas you can kill with me!"

Messer and Kael'thas both nodded in understanding. Ferdinand asked with concern:

"Are you sure?"

"Don't worry! These wolf cavalry are not in my eyes, I will save these elves today!

As he spoke, Donald waved his hand and rushed towards the orcs who had gathered the most in front of him, and before he could get half a distance, a dazzling thick lightning bolt bombarded the wolf cavalry at the front. At the same time, two mages, Kael'thas and Messer, also aimed at their targets and unleashed their own spells.

Although the spells of the change school are not very good at group attacks, the old mage has been immersed in the mage field for many years, and the spells of other factions naturally have a lot of them, so as soon as he makes a move, he has a wide range of attacks, and the most powerful fireball technique among the third-level spells. And after a fireball technique, another flame explosion technique was immediately issued without stopping, although it was not a too high-level spell, but in the hands of the silver mage, it could exert a power far beyond that of the bronze mage. More than a dozen wolf cavalrymen were attacked so fiercely that they were either dead or crippled on the spot.

The first thing Kael'thas unleashed was naturally his best flame strike, and the invisible flaming phalanx instantly trapped seven or eight wolf cavalry and their wolves in the flame trap. Before the screams of the orcs and wolves were over, Kael'thas chanted a mysterious incantation, and a cloud of crimson flames appeared out of thin air in front of him.

The fire kept changing, and after a few seconds, it suddenly exploded, and a beautiful bird composed of flames appeared in front of everyone.

This is the blood mage's ultimate move, Fire Phoenix, Kael'thas hasn't been learning the mage spells of this world for a long time, so he can't master those high-level strong ** techniques, and when he really fights, he still focuses on his own hero skills.

This fire phoenix is currently only at the level of a fifth-level demonic beast, but as a fire elemental creature, the combat power it can exert is far higher than that of the top fifth-level demonic beast, and it already has a bit of the power of a golden holy beast, and it can also go head-to-head with ordinary sixth- and seventh-level demonic beasts.

The so-called holy beast generally refers to a magical beast that has reached the gold level, such a magical beast is no less intelligent than a human being, and because of the racial advantage, its strength is more powerful than that of ordinary golden powerhouses.

But there are also some naturally powerful races that are also called holy beasts, because they are born with the same advanced intelligence as humans and elves. For example, the dragons.

With such a powerful fire phoenix, those wolf cavalry had almost no enemies, and the fire phoenix could exterminate a wolf cavalry and its wolf by spitting a few mouthfuls of high-temperature flames.

On Donald's side, the reason why the lightning spell can be ranked as one of the most powerful and difficult spells to master is because of its speed, followed by its attack power.

Unless it is an early reaction, even the golden strong can't dodge, these wolf cavalry naturally don't have that ability, the first wolf cavalry was bombarded by lightning and immediately transformed into black charcoal, and the orcs around him also suffered a chain attack, a lightning jumped seven times, killing two wolf cavalry and their wolves, seriously injured, lightly injured five wolf cavalry before dissipating.

It's a pity that these cunning and ferocious wolf cavalry are much smarter than the ogres last time, they are loosely formed and do not gather together, otherwise a powerful tornado storm will surely wipe them out.

One spell after another was released, Donald didn't think it was so unpleasant, so he suddenly appeared among those wolf cavalry with a teleportation spell, opened the magic shield in the bronze family emblem on his body, and at the same time held the moon blade in both hands and waved it like a wheel, turning on the sacrificial fire, burning green flames on his body, and killing the wolf cavalry around him.

Chapter 140 After the Elven Bloodline was inaugurated as a hero, this was the first time that Donald had given up casting spells and chose to fight in this way.

As one of the most powerful melee heroes in Warcraft, although the Demon Hunter is not as fierce as the Orc Sword Master, the Demon Hunter who has obtained the Demon Constitution Bonus with the assistance of sacrificial magic power, killing these orc wolf cavalry with bronze strength is still like chopping melons and vegetables.

And the martial arts inherited from the Night Elf hunters, the flowers of death bloom in the elegance and splendor, Donald was not very accustomed to it at first, and after killing more than a dozen wolf cavalry in a row, he became more and more into a state.

A mage suddenly held a sharp blade and rushed into a group of orcs to kill in all directions, and Ferdinand, who was on the other side, was dumbfounded on the spot, and muttered in a stunned mouth:

"Is it because I'm too outdated, or is this world too crazy! Is this still a mage? More vigorous than a silver swordsman! Could it be that this Donald guy is the legendary double cultivator of law and martial arts?"

The fifty orcs were killed by the three Donald before three minutes, and seeing that there were no living orcs around, Donald raised his twin blades and laughed:

"Haha!

After the battle, the battlefield was simply cleaned, and in addition to the few pitiful trophies such as dozens of orc scimitars and short spears, only the soul power in the soul ball was a good gain.

As for the corpses of the orcs, there is no bounty in the kingdom now, and it is useless to keep them, and they are incinerated to ashes by Donald with a few magic flames. The same is true of the carcasses of the wolves.

The wolf is a mount cultivated by the orc shamans, although the combat effectiveness is not inferior to the fourth-level demonic beasts, but they are not demonic beasts themselves, and naturally there is no harvest such as magic cores, and their death only dedicates a small amount of soul power to Donald, which is better than nothing.

With the orcs out of the way, Donald had to ask about the origin of these elves. However, his previous ferocious fighting style and strong strength made these elves look at him, and they couldn't help but feel a little awe of him, and when Donald approached them, many young elves were frightened and took a few steps back.

"Don't be afraid, elven friends! I am the noble lord of the human kingdom of Selt, where did you come from?"

Donald's elven language is passable, and hopefully these elves don't just speak ancient elven language.

Sure enough, after Donald finished speaking, many of those elves looked puzzled, obviously not understanding elven language. Finally, an elderly elf who looked to be in his thirties came out with the support of two female elves, and said in the ancient elven language:

"I'm sorry, human lord, I'm Ilya, the elder of this elven tribe, please forgive me for being injured and unable to thank you for your help!"

The lifespan of ordinary elves is between five hundred and eight hundred years old, and this elf elder can show his old appearance on the outside, indicating that he is at least three hundred years old.

Donald didn't know much about the ancient elven language, so he had no choice but to communicate with those elves through Kael'thas.

Then I learned that these elves are from a small elf tribe living in the northern forests of the continent, because there are several kingdoms of human territory in the middle, and it is too far away from the base camp of the elf island in the south of the continent, so they stayed here when the elves migrated, relying on the natural ability to get close to nature, using the forest as a barrier, and living here comfortably.

Unexpectedly, not long ago, a group of orc warriors who were driven by the human army happened to find the traces of the elves when they passed through the unknown forest to hunt for food.

Soon their tribe was discovered by the orcs, and the elven tribe's forest life that had been peaceful for the years before was shattered.

Orcs and elves are naturally hostile races, and the peace-loving elves who advocate nature cannot tolerate rude, barbaric and cruel orcs, and the orcs also like to plunder the weak elven tribes, until the elves are rarely seen on the continent after the great migration of the elves, and the orcs are also driven to the northwest wasteland. But the feud between the two sides has become deeply tied between the two races.

The discovery of an elven tribe in the northern part of the continent could not help but surprise the orc leaders, and they immediately ordered the nearby warriors to take down this small tribe.

The elves of the entire tribe, who were only about eighty people, were no match for hundreds of strong orcs, not to mention that the other party had also sent two orc shamans.

After a battle, the five silver-level elders were killed and injured in order to protect the clansmen, and the other clansmen also lost a dozen, and the elves soon lost their ability to resist.

In order to avoid becoming slaves and spare food for the orcs, the remaining two elders let everyone flee from the rear with the wounded and children, and then launched the forbidden spell at the cost of burning life force, unleashing the equivalent of an eighth-level spell but the more powerful Wrath of Nature, killing the enemy and destroying the entire tribe.

However, the orcs lost two shamans and hundreds of elite warriors, so naturally they would not stop there, and the remnants of the orcs immediately reported the situation after they returned, and immediately a hundred of the fastest wolf cavalry were sent out to pursue these elves.

Because the elves of this tribe have been isolated from the world for too long, and they still continue the traditions of ancient times, using the ancient elven language, so after leaving the forest where they live, they do not know the direction, and they do not flee south, but run north to the edge of the uninhabited bipedal dragon swamp. However, because of this, he encountered the assistance of Donald and others, and was able to save his life.

Donald rescued them from the orcs, and the elves were grateful, but they were still a little defensive against humans.

Donald smiled at Kael'thas and nodded, and the Blood Mage immediately unfastened the cloak and mask that had been concealed, revealing his true form.

When they saw Kael'thas looking, the elves were amazed and delighted.

"You, you're an elf too!"

Ferdinand, who had been in contact with Kael'thas a lot and was familiar, pointed at him and exclaimed in surprise. Dalaran's higher-ups had basically known Kael'thas before, and Donald didn't care that Ferdinand was surprised there, he had some plans for these elves.

The identity of Kael'thas High Elves' direct bloodline was revealed, and these elves felt a sense of security, and they no longer rejected Donald and others. The inheritance that originated from the bloodline made them basically have no ability to resist the bloodline of the High Elves.

Elijah, the only elven elder alive, bowed down to Kael'thas with ancient elven etiquette.

"Our tribe has endured the catastrophe of destruction, and the lives of these children are in danger, and Ilya begs for your help to help us escape from the orcs!"

Kael'thas said something that surprised the elves.

"Elves, please get up! I am a follower of Donald's master, who holds a vast territory, and whether he will help you or not depends on the master's will!"

The elves couldn't help but look at Donald in surprise when they heard this. It is not without precedent for elves to become followers of humans, but that was all from the days of the ancient heroic powerhouses or even earlier the Great Arcanist Empire, and the descendants of the High Elves with pure blood have never heard of bowing their heads like humans. Coupled with Donald's previous performance in battle, these elves felt even more respect for him in their hearts.

Donald looked at the elves in front of him, thought for a moment, and said:

"There are two uninhabited forests in my territory, although they are in the northern part of the continent, but they are guarded by an enchantment, and the climate in winter is similar to here, if you want, you can take refuge there temporarily, and I can guarantee that no one will disturb your life. ”

After Kael'thas translated it to the elves, many of them were tempted at that time.

With such a powerful lord and descendant of the High Elves sheltering, their safety should be guaranteed!

As for the elven elder, he thought about it more. As the elder of the tribe, Elijah has reached the limit of the early stage of silver in terms of spell casting ability, especially since their power comes from nature and is the most sensitive to breath. The other elves felt nothing more than a little closeness and affection to Donald, but he could sense the aura of his own kind in the other's body.

So the elven elder said:

"Master Mage, I wonder if you also have the blood of our elves in your body?"

Donald glanced at Ilya in some surprise, nodded and said:

"I do have some elven blood, Elder Elijah, how do you see that?"

Because he became a demon hunter, he was also re-endowed with an elven bloodline by the Book of Summoning, which extended his lifespan to about three hundred years, and his strength was greatly improved, which was reflected in the upper limit of life mana and the recovery speed.

There was nothing to hide from this not-so-secret secret, and his teacher and Chris had long guessed that he had the powerful bloodlines of other races.

When the elven elder heard that his guess was confirmed, he immediately relieved himself.

He replied, "Our tribe is a druid inheritance, so we are very sensitive to the power of nature, and your breath feels very familiar to me!"

"I see!" Donald couldn't help but be surprised when he didn't expect to save a few elves and meet the mages of the ancient druid lineage that had been lost for a long time.

"But don't you elves have a very good attitude towards half-elves?" Donald was a little puzzled by the elven elven elder's politeness.

Ilya explained, "We elves are only ashamed of the half-elves born of the forcible union of the foreign race, and there is no prejudice against the half-elf offspring born of the normal union with humans!"

Donald did know this from the book, that half-elves who are not hybrids of high-intelligence creatures, such as offspring that are raped by orcs or other savage humanoids, are not considered half-elves, and are usually called beast elves, which are completely disgusted by both humans and elves.

Although the elves are arrogant, they also have to admit the dominance of humans on the continent, although the talent of the elf race is far stronger than that of humans, but their ability to reproduce restricts the growth of the race, and they have to give up the identity of the continent and retreat to the warm southern island country.

Knowing that Donald, a human mage, could be said to be a half-elven descendant, the elves completely let down their vigilance, and after the elder discussed it with the clansmen, he immediately agreed to Donald's proposal. The homeland has been destroyed by the orcs, and most of them are willing to go with Donald.

It's just that they need to travel through the entire Betty swamp to return to the territory of Celt, and the elves are worried about their departure, and they don't know how many people will be lost in the dangerous swamp.

Donald also had a headache about this, the goblin airship couldn't hold many people, let alone more than fifty elves.

Looking at the innocent appearance of those elven children, as well as the longing look of the adult elves, Donald couldn't bear to give up one, and suddenly thought of a way, so he asked the elder:

"Just now, you said that you believe in the Druid Sect, so simple taming and controlling the monster should be possible, right?"

The elder immediately replied confidently: "Yes, Master Mage, the children of our tribe can also communicate with ordinary Demon Beasts below the third level!"

Donald laughed and said, "That's easy! Come out! Hippogriff!"

As he spoke, Donald summoned thirty horned eagle beasts and prepared to give the elves a ride.

Seeing these birds of prey and monsters with a natural aura on their bodies, the elves' eyes widened in disbelief.

Donald briefly explained to them, and watched as those elves began to use their natural abilities to communicate with the eagle beasts, and under Donald's orders, these horned eagle beasts did not resist at all, and they quickly became close to the elves. Then the elves, young in pairs and adults one by one, climbed onto the backs of the eagle beasts, and easily harnessed the summoned creatures to fly.

Donald also released the goblin airship, and in addition to the four of them, he also brought the elven elders who were injured and inactive, and a group of people flew in the direction of the swamp.

(To be continued)