Twenty minutes ago, the underground chamber of the Psychic Academy.

"Well, eighteen more drops should be enough. Expressionless, Illusia Barov, holding the test tube, tilted her right hand slightly, and dripped a dark green liquid emitting a faint yellow smoke into a metal vessel.

At the same time, the magic solution in the vessel, which was originally like a sweet spring, quickly changed into a dark gray like mud.

As the base camp of the undead in the Western Plague Land, the Psychic Academy is not only the headquarters of the head of the natural disaster, but also an experimental base for the undead of the natural disaster to develop new plagues and conduct human experiments.

The concoction that is now about to be completed is one of the recipes for another new plague.

With the drops of liquid being poured in, the magic solution in the metal vessel had been transformed from a liquid state to a semi-solid state, and it seemed that only a few more drops were needed to successfully blend the entire inky black ingredient.

And at this moment, Illusia Barov's hand trembled, and all the liquid in the test tube fell into the vessel.

Whew—

Large clouds of smoke rose up, and the raw materials that took more than a month to prepare were completely turned into useless waste.

Looking at the results destroyed by her own hands, Illusia Barov was stunned for a while, gently put the test tube on the operating table, walked to the side of the sofa and sat down, and then sighed faintly.

Originally, the head of the Scourge's Legion in charge of the plague experiment was the necromancer Gardin, who was the dean of the psychic academy and had reached the lower rank of the fourteenth order, but since Naxxramas was defeated two years ago. The battle situation in the Western Plaguelands is already very bad.

As the de facto master of the Scourge Undead in the Plaguelands, Gardin has more important things to do.

Therefore, more than a year ago, after an unexplained surge in strength, Illusia Barov, who suddenly crossed several major ranks overnight and became a mid-rank dark mage of the thirteenth order, became the successor of the person in charge of the plague experiment.

She was already quite talented in necromancy, and she had a lot of achievements in just one year.

One of the things that Gaddin is most satisfied with is the newly developed "Blood Bone" golem, which is an undead creature that is completely made up of high-strength bones and has been affected by undead magic. Has a very strong physical attack ability and magic resistance.

It is with these puppets. The situation of the undead natural disaster in the Western Plague Land has not fallen to an irreparable situation.

"This is already the fourth time that we have failed. Recalling her previous failures, Illusia-Barov's heart was filled with a sense of anxiety in addition to bitterness. It made her very uncomfortable.

Since thinking "that person" died. The only pillar of Illusia Barov. It is the most demanding of undead magic and power, which has led to the emergence of many new ideas that have changed the local battle situation, and have been appreciated by the high-level of the natural calamity undead.

Unfortunately, I don't know when it started. Illusia Barov's state of mind could no longer calm down, and whenever the experiment was at its most critical, she would lose her mind and perform the wrong operation, which made the experiment fall short.

Leaning on the loose fur sofa, Illusia Barov gently rubbed her forehead, frowned and thought for a while, and then said to herself with some uncertainty: "It seems that since five days ago, there has been such a restless feeling, is it?"

roar

An inaudible dragon groan came into her ears, making the dark female mage a little dazed for a while, and it took about two seconds to react, and she suddenly stood up from the sofa and wondered, "It seems to be the voice of a giant dragon?"

Although the roar was fleeting, Illusia-Barov would never doubt his hearing, and after taking out a palm-sized magic item from the spatial ring, he asked lightly, "Sentinel, what's going on outside?"

On the other end of the "hiss" magic item, there was no answer, only a constant sizzling sound.

The sentry that Iluthia Barov asked about was an undead warrior with the ability to transform into a giant gargoyle, and although his strength was only at the twelfth rank, he controlled more than 20,000 gargoyles.

As an undead scourge creature, it is unconditional obedience to the superior, and since the other party has not answered, then most likely has already been killed.

However, in such a situation, it was difficult for Illusia-Barov, after casually throwing away the magic items, she stretched out her slender arm from under the sleeve of her robe and swiped, and a curtain of light condensed by lifeless qi appeared in front of her.

Most of the sky of the Psychic Academy, as well as a pocket-sized dragon that constantly slaughtered gargoyles, appeared in the light curtain.

"Sure enough, it's an adult dragon, or a high-ranking black dragon, but this form is a little weird," Illusia-Barov looked at the battlefield in the air with an indifferent face, and a little curiosity rose in her heart: "How could the black dragon come to attack us?"

A flash of fire caught the attention of Illusia Barov, and without any movement of the dark female mage, the scene displayed by the light curtain began to descend from the sky, and finally two tall and thin figures appeared.

"How can it be a Night Elf? Looking at the walls that were easily destroyed, it didn't take long for Illusia-Barov to sense the other party's intentions: "The target of these people is me?!"

Although he was a little surprised because he didn't know how the other party locked onto him, the young dark archmage still didn't panic, but smiled a little disdainfully, and continued to watch with interest.

Boom –

A violent tremor came from not far away, and the various utensils in the laboratory were shaken and smashed to the ground, and miscellaneous smoke and liquid flowed all over the floor, emitting a foul smell when combined.

Looking at the night elves who jumped from the hollow and walked in their direction, Illusia-Barov smiled coldly: "The blood and bone puppet is about to be completed, so let you be its sacrifices, and by the way, test the actual combat power of this toy." ”

According to Illucia Barov's estimate, the two Night Elves are at most thirteenth-order lower-rank strength, and they will definitely not be blood-bone puppet opponents who have been proven to be able to kill thirteenth-order lower-rank professionals with powerful attack power.

However, what Illusia-Barov did not expect was that although the Flesh Golem resisted the flame magic of the male Night Elves, it was shattered to pieces by the female Night Elves' two unknown pillar magics.

"Hey, these two night elves, are they fourteenth-order powerhouses?!" gasped, Illusia-Barovlu felt a tightness in her heart, and subconsciously took out her staff and slammed it on the ground.

Whew

The dark green magic array that filled the entire laboratory was immediately revealed from invisibility, and in the blink of an eye, a portal glowing with magic ripples was born in the open space that deliberately flowed out of the center of the room.

Through this portal, Illusia Barov was able to teleport to Andohar.

"I'd love to see how good you are, but it's better to be on the safe side. Illusia Barov smiled coldly, raised her feet and was just about to walk towards the portal not far away, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of the Night Elf in the light curtain, releasing a golden ray of holy light.

This sight made Illusia-Barov's heart tremble, and the suppressed memories in her mind began to flip through automatically, but her feet did not stop moving, and it was not until she was about to enter the portal that she finally remembered what was the reason for her uncomfortable.

"Holy light of this intensity, and the attack method of that female night elf" Illusia Barov's beautiful face showed irrepressible sadness, and she said to herself with some hesitation: "Could it be that these two night elves are here because of him?"

After quickly weighing her eyes with her eyes closed, Illusia Barov made up her mind in her heart, and with a resolute look on her face, she waved her hand to remove the portal, and walked back to the sofa to sit down, waiting for the arrival of an unknown fate.

The waiting time was unusually long, and every second seemed to turn into more than ten hours.

Boom –

After almost two minutes, the wall located more than ten meters away from Illusia Barov suddenly burst, and a tall, thin handsome male Night Elf walked out of it with a cold face.

"Illusia-Barov?" Yang Long raised his eyebrows, glanced up and down at the Peerless Mage in front of him, and asked coldly.

Seeing Yang Long appear, Ilucia frowned a little displeased, and did not reply to Yang Long's question, but said lightly without care: "What are you? What about that female night elf? Let her come and see uh!"

Before Illustia Barov's words could be finished, Yang Long's figure flickered, and instantly appeared in front of her, and with a stretch of his left hand, he grabbed her right shoulder, and pressed down the young dark archmage who was about to stand up, and his right hand was placed on her towering left chest at the same time.

"You!" Illucia, who didn't expect this at all, the cold light in her eyes shone out, and the magical energy in her body was stirring.

Since "escaping death" more than twenty years ago, Illusia Barov has never been touched by anyone, and at this time, she was actually insulted by a strange night elf, so that she was immediately ready to use a killing move that would end in the same fate.

And Yang Long, who was feeling the magic energy, didn't make any further movements, just said lightly: "It seems that the ice line that I implanted here with my own hands back then also disappeared more than a year ago?"

Such a simple sentence was the most lethal attack on Illusia Barov, which made her shake all over her body, and the power that was about to explode disappeared in an instant.

"No, it can't be!

Illucia Barov's tense body was weak, and the cold eyes that were revealed from beginning to end had turned into indissolvable softness and happiness, and the tears that could not stop flowing in her eyes kept flashing: "Have you finally come to me for revenge?"

"Revenge?" Yang Long smiled disdainfully and said coldly, "I'm here to take you away, that's all." ”

(To be continued......)