"Really...... Long time no see. An ethereal female voice rang out.

Slowly unleashing her graceful figure, Sylvie's body surged with white light, and a gray dress appeared on her body out of thin air, different from the previous spirit, her hands and feet were locked by a layer of light white frost shackles, and the other end of the chain was in Kel'thugad's hand, and the whole person's face looked a little haggard.

Maybe it's because Othur's hands and feet were cut off, but now the regenerated limbs make Sylvi a little difficult to adjust.

Kel'thugad shrugged his shoulders, threw the chain into Orsher's hand, and turned to continue his research.

"By the way, it's going to take at least three hours, but I think you'll be able to lock her up again in about an hour. ”

Glancing at Sylvie intentionally or unintentionally, the blue soul fire danced gently, and the meaning of the warning was self-evident.

Just tap it gently, so as not to cause any extraneous branches.

And Osser just stood still and didn't speak.

Kel'thugad had just used his psychic powers to transmit a spiritual contract to Oshur, allowing him to fully direct Sylvie's actions, and Oshur was only adapting and understanding it now.

Sylvie, who had been in the red crystal for a long time, coughed lightly and glanced cautiously at Kel'thugad beside her.

As an El, Sylvie's soul energy is certainly powerful, but in front of Kel'thugad, Sylvie instinctively feels the threat of death.

As for Otser......

Sylvie nodded slightly, smiled kinder than the sun in the sky, and slowly approached Othur.

"Elf, it's been a long time, you miss me especially ......"

A sharp pain came from Sylvie's head, causing her to collapse to the ground, her whole body convulsing uncontrollably, the smile on her face as if frozen by Kel'thugad's frost magic, and the screams of pain that came out of her mouth were chilling.

Otser: "......"

"Not this," Kel'thugad almost laughed out loud when he heard the commotion, "Elf, haven't you ever used a spirit contract?"

Oser did not answer, acquiescing to Kel'thugad's statement.

“......”

Kel'thugad thought about it for a moment, and re-packed a spiritual contract with his spiritual power and gave it to Orsher.

The moment Sylvie spoke, Osser frowned, and then after knowing that Sylvie was going to say something unnutritious again, Osser tried to use the spirit contract to silence Sylvie.

The result was a mental torture that left Sylvie in agony.

It has to be said that Kel'thugad's spiritual attainments are also one of the few masters of Azeroth, and the strength of the spiritual contract has surpassed his peers by several levels.

And the intensity of mental torture is also several levels beyond the upper limit that can be set by peers.

Otherwise, it would not have been possible to torture an El like this.

Sylvie's blue eyes were visibly darkened, she lowered her eyes, looked at the sand on the ground, and raised her head again.

"Here it is...... Where?" Sylvie said in a somewhat uncertain tone.

"Your world is ruined, Warlock," said Otser, "and your present identity is a trophy. ”

"Very important loot. Kel'thugad added.

Sylvie's expression looked very indifferent, she sat down on the sand, and then looked at Osher boredly, with her hands folded in front of her chest, staring at Osser's face tightly.

Sylvie asked, "What about Slanhill?"

“...... The tree?"

Othur thought about it for a moment before he remembered the meaning and character of the name Slanhill.

The dryad, who wielded the power of the World Tree, died in the spatial torrent created by Karegos and the Archmage.

"It's been uprooted. Other replied.

Sylvie pursed her lips and nodded.

"It's a shame. ”

Othur couldn't tell if Sylvie was really lamenting or mocking Slanhill's death.

As "good friends" she met in the past, Slanhill, Tibbs, and Al, these three people should be the vast majority of Sylvie's memory, right?

A small Xiaoice fell from the air onto Osser's head, then slid down Osser's body to the sand, and under the light of the sun, it quickly turned into water droplets and immersed itself in the sand.

Kel'thugad's reminder brought Orser back to his senses.

Orser poured arcane magic into the chains on his hands, and the chains immediately burst into a blue light, and on the other side, Sylvie's hands and feet looked as if they had been destroyed by a blizzard, covered with frost and ice crystals, making Sylvie's face turn extremely blue.

"Actually, if you want to ask something, you don't have to, you know, I don't like to lie. ”

Under intense torture, Sylvie forced herself to keep herself silent, and pretended to be calm and conversed with Orsher.

"I'm already a prisoner of yours, Elf, and I wish I could be treated a little more humanely. ”

Othur still held the chains, and the intensity of the arcane energy injected into them remained the same, meaning that the pain suffered by Sylvie remained the same.

The nerves were numbing, and the physical and mental pain was about to be used to by Sylvie.

Osser thought for a moment and asked, "Do you feel a familiar soul aura here?" ”

"Familiar soul breath, you'll have to tell me where this is. Sylvie replied through gritted teeth.

"An unknown world, not far from Azeroth. ”

"That's really going to bless you first. ”

The power suddenly increased, and Sylvie knelt on the ground, sweat running down her forehead, and her lips trembling.

Osser looked at the chains on his hands suspiciously, and found that he had not increased the intensity of the arcane energy in them, and he was a little confused.

Kel'thugad's jaw twitched, as if he was making fun of Sylvie.

"This is just the beginning of the pain, and if you still don't recognize who you are, I don't mind stripping your soul and torturing you bit by bit. ”

"I mean, the way you talk to your master, you should be more respectful. ”

With Kel'thugad on the rise, Sylvie was finally a little more honest.

Other reached out a hand and grabbed Sylvie by the shoulder, which startled Sylvie into thinking that some new trick was coming.

With the warm palm on her shoulder, Sylvie's eyes began to lose sight of her surroundings, only pitch black.

But gradually, some colors appeared in front of Sylvie's eyes, blue, yellow, white, and ...... Golden.

Orsher's Soul Sight.

The sharing of the Soul Gaze is very limited, and the Demon Hunter must have physical contact with another unit in order to share everything the Demon Hunter sees.

Otherwise, if all members of the Anti-Demon Alliance had the ability of Demon Hunters to track down demons, the Burning Legion would have been defeated by now, and the entire Broken Isles would already be in the pocket of the Anti-Demon Alliance.

Sylvie looked around curiously, and noticed that the golden soul was particularly eye-catching.