Chapter Ninety-Nine: No matter how high your kung fu is, you are afraid of the Yin Knife

Compared to Lanlos's embarrassment, Sylvanas has enough confidence in his partner.

"Hold on!"

With a hard pull on the reins, the Ranger General let out a low roar, which immediately brought the dragon eagle back to his senses in a state of shock.

Wild flames squirted downward, and the force that returned back slowed Trixi's fall speed considerably. The next moment, the huge body flipped and unloaded, and the wide wings set off a scorching wind, almost just clinging to the canopy of the tree.

Feeling the reality of returning again, Lanlos breathed a sigh of relief, and the troll shaman's gaze at the sky became fierce.

You've me off!

"Sylvanas, promise me one thing. Seeing that with Trixi's help once again quickly took off into the air, Lanlos muttered as if in a low voice. Fortunately, the woman behind her had good hearing, and while she clearly captured the other party's voice, her face showed doubts.

"What?"

While the other party was stunned, Lanlos suddenly reached out and pressed her forehead under Sylvanas' surprised gaze.

"Don't worry about the details. Ignoring the warm touch of his palm, as the arcane energy carved a temporary magic spell into the opponent's forehead, Lanloston felt that he had established a stable channel with the opponent.

This is a variant of teleportation, which is equivalent to an enhanced version. Spell fixes can be established by contact, making the channel more stable, and thus increasing the distance of the teleportation spell, and making the message clearer.

Before Sylvanas could come to his senses, lilac arcane energy suddenly bloomed beside Lanloth, and the next moment, he vanished.

"Haha, you'll all be buried!" The power of the storm continued to hover around him, and the materialized magic unleashed gusts of strong wind, and even the falcons favored by the elemental power repeatedly tried to distance themselves from them.

The power of the Lightning Summoning Technique is not only in the ability to attack, as long as the caster keeps in a state of full concentration and keeps pouring magic power, the thunder will not stop.

Bang!

Another bolt of lightning tore through the sky, and although the dragon eagle made an emergency evasion, it was a pity that it was not easy to dodge the lightning.

Watching the dragon eagle fall straight down due to the shock, Ekilsson's face showed a happy expression, and just as he set his eyes on another enemy, an inexplicable chill suddenly felt down his spine.

"I don't like your wings. ”

With a sudden dazzling flash, Lanloth's figure suddenly appeared behind him, and with the help of the levitation technique, he was stuck in the air, and at the same time, the blade of the wind that shimmered with light blue brilliance stabbed straight towards the base of Ekilsson's wings!

Surprisingly, a dull gray streamer quickly wound around the blade before it stabbed into the flesh of the opponent, and then, Ranloth's attack slid almost to the side of Ekilsson's feathers.

Skewed Wind is similar to Field Skew, deflecting most physical attacks.

"Do you know how many wars I've been involved in for two thousand years?" Turning back slowly, Ekilsson's gaze flashed with disdain, and the elementals had surrounded Lanlos in an instant under his control, "Sneak attack on a veteran?

As if ashamed of his fuss, Ekilsson laughed to himself and was about to activate the spell, but immediately after, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Although they are all high-level combat powers, and even the threat posed by Ekilsson's spellcasting ability is far greater than that of Nalorlac, compared to the latter, Lanloth is not afraid to confront this shaman, just because ......

Mana burns!

The blue-purple glow of the intertwined balls of energy burst out of his palms at an extremely fast speed, and the moments before Ekilson's spell took effect, the balls of energy were almost roughly stuffed into the opponent's body.

"Whew!"

The blue-purple flames suddenly rose on the shaman's body, and then immediately dissipated, and the magic that had been haunting him shrank like a burnt hair.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lanloth roared and sent the blade forward again.

Poof!

Under the dim sky, blood splattered like flowers.

Ekirsson wasn't Nalorak after all, he didn't have the tough flesh and protection of the latter, and without the help of spells, the blade pierced his chest with ease.

However, before Lanlos continued to expand his results, an inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly hit his heart, making him shudder.

Boom!

Thick lightning burst out of Ekirsson's body and slammed into Lanloth's body at a speed that could not be captured visually, and the shield against energy damage was torn to shreds in an instant.

The Celestial Shock, also known as forked lightning by some mages, is not only powerful in its ability to deal accurate damage to multiple targets, but also in its ability to give the recipient a powerful force field that can easily knock back even large creatures, let alone Lanloth.

With a short exclamation, Lanloth's body was thrown far behind him like a cannonball, and even the levitation technique dissipated in the shock.

Seeing that the Wind Blade was still remaining in the opponent's chest, a flash of regret flashed across Lanlos's face, but after feeling the wind behind him getting stronger, he immediately connected to the teleportation technique.

"Tear him apart!" grabbed the scimitar in his chest and pulled it out, Ekirsson's eyes were completely covered in bright red blood from anger and pain.

As soon as the words fell, dozens of giant eagles broke away from the array of besieging elven riders and galloped towards the rapidly falling Lanros.

During the high-speed movement, Lanlos thought that his casting success rate would definitely not be higher than 50%, and seeing the claws of these falcons rapidly approaching in his sight, he did not panic, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Roar!

The unique chirp approached like thunder, and as a dazzling shadow tore his vision in half, the wanton flames instantly engulfed the falcons.

Trixise then flipped straight through the air and sprinted to the bottom of Lanloth.

"Humph......"

Falling heavily on the saddle, Lanlos let out a cry of pain, but soon, his breath tightened.

The sharp arrow almost clubbed on his retina, and the elven mage at this moment didn't even dare to blink his eyes, for fear that the opponent's hand would tremble because of the chaotic movement and let go of the bowstring.

"Uh, you ......"

"Boy, don't you know how to respect your commander at all?" Sylvanas's hand was steady, and although the arrow was not at the slightest distance from his own eye, it did not tremble at all.

However, this only made Lanlos even more nervous.

"It's all said don't care about the details......"

"Details?It's customary to address the commander by honorific titles, soldier!" Pursing his lips, Sylvanas suddenly raised his hand and aimed the arrow at the eagle overhead.

With the sound of the bowstring vibrating, a streamer of light pierced its body. What is even more surprising is that the arrows show no signs of slowing down, and as the magic circuit on them blooms with a permanent and conspicuous scarlet light, the dragon eagles burst out with a roar under the control of the rider, and immediately shook their wings violently, with the help of flames, they instantly tore open a crack in the eagle flock.

"Sisters, get rid of them!"

Shouting loudly, Sylvanas, who shot the flare, immediately flung the reins. Under Lanros's horrified gaze, Trixie suddenly accelerated and sped towards the middle of Lake Elendal.

If it weren't for the mage's foresight and grasping the saddle, I'm afraid he would have fallen by now......