Three minutes passed.

"Elf, Warlock, Druid, I just want to study the body structure of the forest elf, I can't sew it back if I cut it, I won't die if I do a little research, I'll let her go as soon as the experiment is over." ”

Crescent City was already in shambles, and the buildings were melted by a black liquid, emitting a foul smell.

"Run, run, run, get up, ask for the help of the Knights of Order! The demons have invaded Crescent City!"

The image of the giant crow demon flapped its black wings on the Raven Street, and from time to time the corrosive breath indiscriminately attacked the surrounding buildings. People fled in a hurry, packing up their belongings and running for their lives.

The Raven Demon, an epic demon lord from Rodney.

Lawrence, the "Dead Raven", grabbed Tommy's neck with a painful look and lifted it into the air.

"She cries, she cries, you think I'm abusing her?"

"When she cries, you think I'm a sorcerer who does all kinds of evil?"

"When she cries, you think I defiled her body?"

"I'm too lazy to dissect you forest elves now, what kind of spicy chicken stuff is in your head?"

Tommy's face flushed from the lack of blood flow, and he now deeply regrets that he didn't take Al's Ranger squad with him, and left Al to find his sister.

Originally, Lawrence, the "Dead Raven", was just an elite-level warlock. As an elite ranger, Tommy thinks he can easily deal with it, as long as he sneaks in and gives this warlock a knife, everything will be over.

As a result, just now, a huge demon portal rises from the ground, destroying the entire Black Raven Street, and the hysterical Lawrence summons the epic demon lord, the Death Raven.

An epic warlock, Tommy is sure that he has traded his life for an update on intelligence.

And his sister Lilith is still hiding behind a wall and crying, helplessly watching Lawrence choke his brother by the neck and watch his brother step by step towards death.

No, no, there was hope, and Lilith suddenly remembered the other two who had broken into the crow's shop, and she turned her eyes to the great druid, begging him to save her brother.

"Cowardly and disgusting eyes, fools who pin their hopes on others, the Burning Legion may be in need of such lackeys. ”

Oter looked at poor Lilith in disgust, slowly let go of his arm, and let go of Sylvie in his arms.

The moment the Raven portal burst out of the ground, he took Sylvie in his arms and jumped backwards to avoid the attack from underground.

"Warlock, I know now that it wasn't your fault that you couldn't summon the demon last time. Orser said softly.

"Hah, Lord Orsher, what are you talking about?" asked Sylvie blankly.

The giant crow in front of Orsher, the creature known as the Death Raven, had no evil in its body.

If Sylvie's strength is too weak to summon a true demon, the current Dead Raven is definitely qualified. Although he is far from being a member of the Shadow Council, he can be said to be an outstanding warlock in this world.

The Dead Ravens can't summon demons that truly belong to the Burning Legion, and even if the Warlocks have evil powers in their bodies, the creatures they summon are just demon-like creatures with barely passable strength, but they are too far from the real demons who control the evil powers.

"If that's the case, you'll have to find a mage. Osser sighed.

Suddenly Ather misses Khadgar, the human mage who opens portals around the world for Othur every moment, and wherever he is, the archmage will make Other get his wish.

"Great Druid, help us, El will always remember your credit!"

Lilith screamed through her throat, but she didn't convince the druid, who still stood there motionless.

The Raven loosened his grip on Tommy's throat and looked condescendingly at Othur on the ground from the rooftop.

Tommy fell from the sky, coughing incessantly, and he looked at Othur in the distance, revealing a confused look.

Tommy saw Other bring a pot of withered Flame Fruit back to life, which was his confirmation that Othur was a Grand Druid.

Druids certainly have the power to communicate with nature, but they also have a limit to the fact that they cannot make decisions about the life and death of nature.

Unless it's an epic Grand Druid, they're able to reinfuse plants with the power of nature and give them new life.

Just because El has a druid doesn't mean there isn't anywhere else.

Those druids who survive outside of the El are the real powerhouses. They don't have a systematic education, they don't have the help of external objects, they live in the wilderness, snowfields, deserts, etc. Communicate with nature in an extremely harsh environment and gain access to the power of nature.

But they also have their own tempers. Al's druids are docile, kind, and helpful. Most of the druids in the wild are hot-tempered, and a very small number of them are as docile and reliable as the elves of the El.

Tommy is praying that Osher isn't the grumpy type.

But prayers are useless, as an outsider, Osher does not want to interfere too much in the functioning of this world, which has its own gears and does not need to intervene in its own sideways.

"Warlock, do you know of a mage who is proficient in space spells?" asked Othur looking up.

"Well, most of the mages of the southern world gathered in Torrent City next to the Rain Curtain Plain, and from here they continued to the south, and continued to advance after reaching a plain where it rained day and night, and it would take a short time to reach it. ”

The Dead Raven was explaining to Othur in all seriousness.

"But aren't you going to save these two forest elves?" the Dead Raven wondered, he had an inexplicable affection for the blind elf.

"It has nothing to do with me. ”

The shadow of the dead raven in the sky nodded in satisfaction at Othur, continuing its breath.

The Raven felt the surging power of nature in this druid, and if he could, he didn't want to fight Othur.

Orser was about to leave, but Sylvie tugged at his pants.

"Lord Othur, the forest elves have a lot of talented and excellent mages, and El is relatively close to here. Sylvie said timidly, "Maybe we can try to save that young lady and ask her to find someone to help you teleport." ”

Wait! Sylvie, why are you helping this elven demon??

Sylvie's mind went blank as she looked at Other's near-perfect face and began to lose control of her actions.

"Sorry, Warlock, it's about me now. ”

Othur turned around and threw out a red crystal, which vaporized when it hit the ground, emitting red smoke.

The smoke cleared, and a blue-bodied crow appeared on the ground. It scratched its head with its gold-rimmed wings, blinked its pale blue eyes, and kicked the ankle rings on its feet, making a "quack" sound.

"My former flight instructor, Ansu, now has a little crow that you need to deal with. ”

Other said, pointing to the Dead Raven Demon in the distance.

Othur didn't take out the Nornilla who had put the crystal in. He landed on all fours and roared at the sky. His body swelled, strong bear paws replaced his hands, his body covered his body with hard fur, and fierce fangs grew from his mouth, and he ran wildly towards the dead crow.

He turned into a raging bear.

Wherever they are, the devil is always reviled for. And those druids who are for the sake of nature receive praise from the world. Even as evil demons fight the Burning Legion, good druids destroy Emerald Dreams.

To get the help of the mages of this world, you need a good reputation.