"It's you...... What was it like?"

Sylvie tilted her head.

Osser's answer to Sylvie was just a slow increase in his right hand, a grasp into the air, and then aimed at Sylvie's heart and squeezed it hard.

A sharp pain erupted in Sylvie's chest, and the pain of her heart being crushed made her half-knees, and she gritted her teeth and barely looked up at Osser, whose face was too dark to see because of the shadows.

"Hah...... I'll ...... too."

With all her might, Sylvie reached out and grabbed at Other's chest, and then tried to follow Other's example, trying to crush Ather's heart in the air.

Other wouldn't give Sylvie such a chance, and the tall black demon disappeared in front of Sylvie, and the surging shadow energy and evil energy gathered together, forming an irregular shape, which was forced into Sylvie's mouth.

Sylvie's eyes widened as Othur forced her mouth open with his arm and closed it, waiting for the furious energy to explode in her mouth.

Although Osser's methods were very cruel, Sylvie's eyes still showed a playful light.

She was ready to replicate the energy that was ready to explode, and then return it in full.

Orser immediately tore Sylvie's mouth to pieces, extracted the shadow energy from it, and smashed it directly into Sylvie's face, immediately corroding Sylvie's beautiful face.

Then he grabbed Sylvie and beat him with his fist, each blow was as heavy as Tarzan, twisting Sylvie's body into a twisted and grotesque way, and the evil energy in Orshur's body and Sylvie's evil energy collided with each other, and the result was that Ulter had the upper hand.

"Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Silver, who was grabbed by Othur's neck, reluctantly said that she was using her evil energy to recover from her injuries, but she was far from catching up with the speed at which Orsher destroyed her body.

Sensing that something was wrong, Sylvi quickly used the evil energy to liquefy, broke away from Orsher's palm, and appeared dozens of meters away from Orsher, gasping for breath.

Worst...... It seems that this Night Elf is underestimated a little, so what should I do next?

Sylvi thought about it, replenishing Edward's evil energy just now to her body, repairing the wounds in her body.

It seems that this is the true gesture of Othur using evil powers, really...... Enviable.

The strength of Osser's control of the evil energy can already directly affect the evil energy in Sylvie's body, and even squeeze the evil energy in Sylvie's body into her heart, although Sylvie can also use this kind of trick, but it will definitely not be as skilled as Osser.

Quietly staring at the tall black demon in the distance, Sylvie couldn't make up her mind for a moment.

And Orser had done what he needed to do.

Otser's monstrous arm turned at a strange angle, and his five fingers were like accelerated worm wriggling, mottled and disgusting, making Sylvie's mind dizzy for a moment.

Mental pollution.

Orser didn't like to use the skills of these warlocks, preferring those destroying-type spells to the ones that would mentally defeat his opponents like this.

The El's spirit was much weaker than Orser had imagined, and the mental contamination easily entered Sylvie's mind, wringing her nerves.

Perhaps it was the human body that prevented her from fully exerting her abilities, and the girl's spirit had been erased by the Light El, leaving a serious after-effect that allowed Othur to easily enter Sylvie's nerves and release mental pollution.

"You're still useful. ”

A muffled demonic voice reached Sylvie's ears, and after a moment of dizziness, the mighty El lost consciousness.

Othur used Psychic Contamination to temporarily strip Sylvie of consciousness, then took out the red crystal, absorbed Sylvie into it, and after confirming that Sylvie could no longer make any waves, he put the red crystal into a bag hanging from his waist.

Her abilities, Other already vaguely felt.

If she is used as a machine and an artifact is found to be able to control her completely, then when Othur returns to Azeroth, the overall scientific research of the Anti-Demon Alliance will be taken to a new level, which will be of great help to the troops attacking the Night Fortress.

Even though his nerves were being pressed by the evil energy at this moment, Orser still insisted on thinking about how to deal a bigger blow to the Burning Legion.

Orser suddenly looked up at the red sky illuminated by lava, and noticed that one place began to writhe irregularly and then twisted to form a special spatial zone.

The space had begun to gradually unfold, and he could already smell the familiar smell of magic, which was the magical power that belonged to the Blue Dragon Clan.

Gathered in the magic web, the power that once made Orser obsessed.

Karegoth, the once venerable king of magic and the child of the dragon, is now able to stand on his own?

The thought of such a reliable person made Osser's state of mind much more relaxed, and he already knew that it was only a matter of time before he returned to Azeroth.

Malfurion's connections are so extensive that he can even get Cargos, or is it Gianna that Khadgar is looking for?

If it was Gianna, Orser would have been more relaxed.

The female archmage's spatial spells have reached the point where she has perfected her powers, and she is able to move her troops whenever and wherever she wants, leaving her forces unguarded when it comes to skirmishes with the tribe.

Except for the one time in Theramore, Garrosh found a way to block the magic net in parts of the area, and Gianna was unable to use large-scale teleportation spells, leaving most of the Alliance soldiers and generals dead in Theramore, as well as Kenrito's leader: Ronin.

Of course, Gianna was finally pushed through the small portal that Ronin had worked so hard to make, and managed to survive.

The huge bat wings on its back opened and twisted its neck, and Nornera appeared in her hand, and a large amount of evil energy was poured into Nornilla to help Orsher share the pain in his body.

"Much more comfortable. ”

Othur let out a long breath, but the demonic form still hadn't faded, and the irascible evil energy in his body was still stirring.

Although he had taken on a demonic form, the black cloth on Aorser's face had not been removed, blocking the mysterious eyes that had been blessed by Sargeras.

In the soul sight, Slanhill was fighting with Gwen, the black greatsword slicing through the endless vines with difficulty, but the vines could not do anything with Gwen's strong physical strength.

Osser didn't mind helping the stranger out of his immediate troubles.

Hiding into the shadows, Othur reappeared behind Slanhill.