Unlike the terrifying sound that made people palpitate when the door opened, what walked into everyone's sight was an elven beauty wearing gorgeous robes and extremely delicate makeup.

Looking at the other party's seductive smile, except for Magnus and his party, except for Lanlos, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

These aristocrats thought that Tyris's performance just now was just a show, an unexpected and amazing performance.

"Good!"

A shout suddenly rang out from the crowd, and then, thunderous applause echoed throughout the hall, making Magnus and the others with vigilant faces involuntarily open their mouths and look at each other, and couldn't help but doubt their judgment.

Only a flash of sadness flashed across Lanloth's face.

With a long history of peace and blind confidence in Runetone and Bandinorel, these High Elf nobles have long forgotten the concept of war and disaster.

Sorrow and hard work can rejuvenate the country, and Yiyu can die. Being content with pleasure and not being able to accurately judge the danger will be fatal.

Miranda looked at the thunderous applause below, and the corners of her mouth slowly hooked: "Since you like it so much." ”

"Then let's all die!"

A low roar seemed to come from hell, and the wild magic of chaos surged like a wave, instantly affecting the entire hall.

Wine bottles, tables and chairs, and decorations fell to the ground, and the magic chandelier above his head shook violently, and a terrifying wail came from it, as if it might fall at any moment.

What really made the crowd scream in horror was that as the wave spread in all directions, a sulfurous smell suddenly spread through the hall.

"Ahh

The scream that pierced the eardrum suddenly exploded not far away, and Lanlos quickly turned his head to look, only to see an elven noblewoman being held by a terrifying monster with a large body. Covered in barbed-clad dull armor, the rough skin exposed by his shirtless body is a metallic deep blue.

Is this my dance partner?a, Demon Guardian?!

Poof!

The sharp finger cuffs easily tore through the unprotected gown, and the flesh and blood were like a thin layer of paper, and with a clear and terrifying sound, a large expanse of blood stained the gorgeous gown scarlet.

This is not an isolated case, around him, a demon hiding in the crowd has torn through the cloak of camouflage. A huge body that was half taller than ordinary people appeared in all directions, and while the nobles did not come back to their senses, they waved the wide and terrifying rough broadsword in their hands.

Almost instantly, the entire floor was stained red with dazzling blood.

The hall was silent for less than half a second, and as the first corpse fell, earth-shattering screams burst through the sky.

Seeing that the crowd suddenly became chaotic, Lanlos immediately made a decision, and rushed to the corner with Valera in his arms.

"Go to the bar and stay with Nellison!" The palm on the girl's shoulder strained slightly, and the imperceptible arcane energy quickly covered Valera's body, and soon, the girl disappeared.

"No, I can fight!" Valella stared at Lanlos as she drew two daggers from under her skirt, knowing she could see her.

Seeing this, Lan Luos smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand and patted the other party's head: "Your companion needs you more, obedient." ”

Feeling the hot temperature of the other party's palm transmitted to herself, Valera blushed, and immediately opened Lanlos's palm: "Hmph, since you begged me......"

Seeing that the girl was rarely obedient to herself, Lanlos breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked up.

The position of the stands, the noble elf who was originally peerless, has long since changed. The gorgeous long dress was torn to shreds, revealing not an imaginary hot**, but a dark robe embroidered with evil runes.

The rough, dark skin was filled with dark magic, the twisted horns were covered with emerald green patterns of evil energy, and the eyes filled with chaotic flames swept across the hall like a butcher looking at a pig to be slaughtered.

And behind her, a scarlet scythe with a sharp edge makes people's souls tremble involuntarily.

Satel and, Ursalus Reaper!

Despite the memories of the Eredar demon from the remnants of Vihanna's soul, Lanlos still felt a tremor in his heart when he actually faced the Sargeras electorate, and his breathing involuntarily increased, and even the magic of communication became difficult.

She can't stop it herself!

Glancing at the nervous high-ranking councilors, Lanlos quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, with them, at least this lord-level demon doesn't need to worry about it.

Magnus, on the other hand, does not have a fluke mentality like Lanlos.

This Ereda demon, I'm afraid he set up this game early in the morning. Let his group leave the first impression of 'can't cast spells' due to the existence of the enchantment, so that the ** masters failed to discover these demons hidden in the venue.

And Magnus would never have thought that this Eredar demon would be so bold as to dare to appear in the inner city of Silvermoon City, if the elf high-level in the Tower of Sunrage knew, I am afraid that she would be surrounded in the next moment.

Damn space locks!

'Hagra, how long will it take you?' glancing at the two men behind him who were holding their breath, Magnus's message was irritable due to their eagerness.

'Hurry, hurry! don't rush me!' Magic surged from the two of them as if they didn't want money, and in response to their power, the air outside the manor continued to rise, and the spatial barrier that had been hit by the arcane energy again and again continued to shimmer with a lilac arcane light.

However, Vehanna had already arranged and calculated all this, how could it be so simple for them to break through the spatial lock?

Feeling the immensity of magic in the barrier, Hagra and Hagarin's faces became more and more ugly.

'That demon, she's been feeding the barrier with mana, looking for a chance to interrupt her, or we can't ......do anything about it.'

"Your strength is useless, your faith is worthless!" Satel looked at several ** masters who were waiting for the opportunity, grinned, and let out a crazy and hoarse laugh, like rough metal constantly rubbing back and forth, extremely harsh.

"But you are not useless, and if you choose to be loyal to the Legion, I will be merciful to spare your life. With his hands on his chest, Satel's attitude as a victor seemed so natural, as if the ** divisions not far away had no ability to resist at all.

It's really, shamefully!

Eldagosa's blue eyes twitched, and she immediately stepped forward, but a small figure stood in her way.

"You can't be provoked by her. Glaring at Magnus, Eldagossa gritted his teeth, but finally endured.

Although it seems that Satel's current state is an opportunity for several ** masters due to the need to maintain the space lock, with their rich experience, they don't think that this cunning demon will expose such a big flaw.

Seeing this, the smile on Sataire's face grew: "Come on, give me the answer, raw, or ......"

Rumble!

Halfway through Sataire's words, a skyrocketing explosion suddenly rang out from below.

He was interrupted in the middle of his speech, which directly angered the Ereda, who immediately turned to Tyris and the maids beside him and yelled, "Go down and kill these mortals who dare to oppose the Legion!"

The woman smiled charmingly, and with a surge of dark magic, the two disappeared without a trace. Seeing his right-hand man dispatch, Satel once again smiled a wickedly sly, but soon the smile settled on her face.

Magnus and Eldagossa raised their hands towards him.

I saw two faint green streamers shoot out from their hands at the same time, and almost instantaneously came to Sataire's body.

Banishment! Another eight-ring spell!

No, it's two!