"What?" Wei Ergang, who was not attacked, was stunned for a moment, and before he could say anything, the evil god who was watching the battle from the sidelines lost his temper and roared loudly: "Danger, get out of there"

Boom -

A huge explosion suddenly sounded, covering up the warning sound of the evil god, and the powerful power contained in the fireball completely erupted in the heavens, and the zenith of the mine tunnel, which was already crumbling, was completely collapsed by this explosion.

Large chunks of boulders, covered in mud and sand, fell from the top of Wei Ergang's head, burying him in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the flames that could not find an outlet for catharsis, with the smashing of mud, sand and stones, rushed out frantically at the same time, swept along the passage to both sides, and instantly plunged the nearby area of more than 100 meters into a sea of fire.

The Evil God, Little Meow Meow, and Yang Long were all drowned in this sea of fire.

It wasn't until the rocks and sediment continued to fall and completely blocked the collapsed passage that the flames, which had lost their regenerative power, were quickly extinguished, and the evil god was already isolated at the other end of the passage.

At this end of the collapse, Yang Long knelt on the ground sweating profusely.

It was at the center of the fireball eruption, and it was confined to such a small area, so that the temperature when the sea of fire rose up reached several times more than the level of normal days.

Under such a high temperature baking, Yang Long, who has the strength of an eighth-order high-ranking flame mage and has a strong resistance to high temperatures, can't withstand it.

If it weren't for Yang Long's immediate release of ice magic to block the raging flames to protect himself, he might have burned himself to death in this dangerous action. And the high concentration of unleashing the ice magic also made the old butcher's head ache.

"It was really dangerous just now!" Yang Long muttered in fear, took a deep breath of fresh air poured in from nowhere, and once again regained the expression of victory on his face: "But this time the risk is worth it." ”

Habitually patting the mud on his body, Yang Long stood up and walked dozens of meters, and came to the side of the adventurer to stand still.

As a natural recovery druid, the fire magic itself has a strong restraint on her, and although she tries to cast spells to protect herself when the fire rises, she is more than twice as embarrassed as the old butcher.

The Night Elves, who were originally clean and refreshing, had been roasted by the high temperature at this time. The slender two beautiful legs were pitch black. There were blisters all over his body, and his waist-length hair turned into a bloodstained baldness.

"Tut-tut, it's really miserable!" Thinking of the extreme beauty compared to humans before, Yang Long pursed his lips with some emotion and said, "If you are willing to tell me about the information about your guild." Can I use the Light?"

A small meow that has been burned to the brink of death. With difficulty, he raised his left hand, which was still intact. He made a continental gesture to Yang Long, and made his position very firmly - he raised his middle finger.

"Hehehe" Yang Long shook his head and laughed absently, and simply kicked on Little Meow's head.

Smack-

Kicks under the action of dark energy. The druid, whose physical fitness itself is not strong, was directly kicked in the head, and the white flowers and even the steaming brain flowers, mixed with blood, splashed on the surface of the burned ground and walls, looked extremely hideous.

After carefully examining the corpse and taking the contents of Little Meow Meow's bag, Yang Long popped out a cluster of flames to destroy the corpse, and walked along the passage that he had traveled all the way towards the lair of the Brotherhood of Defia.

This time Yang Long was not advantageous, if it weren't for the duel with the adventurers in batches, it was very likely that his life would be in danger, and even if he used stratagem to defeat the other party, Yang Long's state was greatly weakened.

As the main means of attack at present, less than half of the airflow in the body remains, and the holy light energy has also consumed three or four layers due to the previous self-harm-like approach, and the ice and flame magic energy have been consumed a lot.

However, while paying these costs, Yang Long eliminated a twelfth-order peak adventurer who was chasing after him, and blocked the other two strong enemies, and even honed his combat skills.

"It would be perfect if those two guys died in the landslide. Yang Long thought beautifully, while feeling the combat experience brought by this fierce battle, he walked forward at a uniform speed: "I don't know how those guys are now?"

In fact, Yang Long didn't care about the life or death of the purge troops, but his task was to take Van Cleef's head, if all the purge troops died prematurely, Yang Long, who was only one person left, would be hopeless if he wanted to complete the task.

With this kind of question, as well as the relaxation after the fierce battle, and a lot of combat insights, Yang Long walked for more than an hour unconsciously, not only came to the place where he had been separated before, but also continued to go deeper for a long distance.

As the passage continued to descend, there were no other branches in the mine, and the walking direction gradually flattened, and Yang Long even felt that the air humidity had increased significantly: "It seems that there should be a large water source nearby." ”

Although he didn't encounter the enemy along the way, and there was no breath of life coming from his perception for the time being, by observing the buried corpses along the way, Yang Long could estimate what kind of battle the clearing troops fought when they passed by.

"Well, it seems that the army has encountered an enemy force. Yang Long silently counted the corpses on the ground and made a brief judgment: "Ask about the death of more than 700 people in the army, and more than 200 deaths in the members of the Brotherhood of Defiya, which is really good news." ”

This kind of record looks bad, but it actually reveals a lot of information.

Most of the professionals who have survived all the way to the present either have mid-to-high-level strength, or have a unique talent for combat, and it can be said that the army that has been screened by rubbing is no weaker than the strength of the regular army of the kingdom.

But such an army, but in the encounter with the Defia Brotherhood, it paid the price of more than 700 people to take down more than 200 people on the other side, and it can be seen that the opponent's strength is also very strong.

In the generally low strength of the Affia Brotherhood, the only team that can achieve this kind of combat effectiveness is Van Cleef's direct troops, which proves Yang Long's goal this time, and the head of the Defia Brotherhood, Edwin Van Cleef, is nearby.

This judgment lifted Yang Long's spirits, and his walking speed increased a few points again, and he finally walked in front of a hidden stone gate.

Whoa, whoa, whoa

The sound of water waves one after another, as well as the sound of slashing and slashing, passed through the gap in the stone gate, and Yang Long clearly heard it in his ears, and walked forward without hesitation to open the stone gate.

"Is this the shipyard?!" Looking at the scene in front of him, Yang Long took a deep breath.

Behind the stone gate is a large cave, the cave is an irregular oval, the width is almost more than 2,000 meters, the length is estimated to reach five or six thousand meters, the height is also more than 200 meters, the whole cave is filled with unknown depth.

The position that Yang Long entered was located in the northeast of the cave, in addition to the stone gate behind Yang Long, at the edge of the cave, there was a stone door every thousand meters, some of the stone doors were tightly closed, and some of the stone doors were wide open.

Located in the center of the cave, there was a ship blank comparable to that of a warship in the previous life, which was basically completed, and from the muzzles with a diameter of almost twenty meters on the side of the hull, Yang Long could judge the tragic situation that would appear in Stormwind City under the bombardment of such a gunboat.

Vast expanses resemble planks of the docks, paved from each stone door, leading to the central billet.

Two groups of people dressed in different costumes, fighting in a battle group of more than a dozen people, were fighting on the deck of the ship, and every second someone was screaming and falling from the edge of the ship into the sea below, screaming in the splash of blood.

At the top of the fourth deck, a group of professionals who were obviously stronger than the people below were fighting in pairs, and Yang Long, who had excellent eyesight, soon spotted Matilda Valen's figure from among them.

"Those guys are really not dead yet!" Yang Long was a little sure in his heart, since Matilda Valen and the others were not dead, it meant that Van Cleef was either seriously injured or restrained by other strong men, which made Yang Long very happy.

Without bothering to take a closer look, Yang Long adjusted for a moment and strode along the wooden dock towards the blank

(To be continued......)