A little bit of blood dripped from the cluster of arrows that passed through his body, and the center of his eyebrows was pierced, and the bobcat's originally tense body immediately relaxed, and he collapsed to the ground.

Aside from the side, Sylvanas lowered his longbow and stepped forward with his scimitar, slashing at it at a speed that Lanlos didn't even react to.

With the splatters of blood staining the grass red, the Ranger General carried Harraz's head to the battlefield without saying a word. The war is not over, and she has no time to rest.

A flash of praise flashed in his gaze as he looked at the other's back, but Lanlos didn't follow closely, but turned his head to look at the beast's corpse that was gradually getting cold.

Chaotic energy then flowed through his eyes, and with the help of the power of the shadows, Lanloth clearly captured wisps of pale souls flying from the other party's body.

Unlike the soul fragments that he had seen before, the souls that flew from Harraz's body gradually converged in the air, forming a complete bobcat phantom.

This is, the embodiment of the god of the wilderness, a wisp of the spirit of a demigod!

The Spirit of the Lynx glanced at Lanloth indifferently, and immediately turned around, trying to ride the wind back to Zuaman. But at this moment, the corners of Lanloth's mouth hooked up a cruel smile.

Soul Harvest!

The imperceptible black-purple lines were like a giant python that went straight to the throat of its prey, biting fiercely into the body of the strand of divine soul that was trying to escape.

The pain instantly turned the Lynx Spirit's face hideous, and the fangs were wide open, and the silent roar made Lanloth feel throbbing from his soul.

However, it is a pity that in order to ensure the obedience of the 'Four Heavenly Kings', the Demon Lord deprived these gods of their ability to resist.

Feeling the full and full soul power pouring into his body, the smile on Lanlos's face became more and more pleasant.

The means that Malakas did to the god of the wilderness instead fulfilled Lanlos, harvesting such a complete and powerful soul without worrying about the side effects of the other party's resistance.

It's a door-to-door meal, and it's the kind of money that is upside down!

What reason is there to refuse?

Seeing that the other party let out a feeble wail, but because no one here could hear the whispers of the soul, the almost materialized loneliness and despair made Lanlos show pleasure, incomparable pleasure......

"Lanlos ......"

"Lanloth, are you listening......"

The smile on his face suddenly stopped, and the elven mage looked at the six-pointed star emblem that he had floated out of the space bag in a daze, and the mysterious runes on it continued to flicker with a faint light that made people unconsciously calm down, a purple shimmer.

The hideousness in the eyes of "...... Verin" gradually dissipated under the reflection of arcane energy, and Lan Luos was stunned for a moment at first, and then frowned, "You have been spying on me?"

As if out of anger, the black-purple energy of the soul harvest instantly tore the soul of the bobcat spirit to pieces, and all of them were assimilated and integrated into Lanloth's body.

"No, I'm helping you. The six-pointed star kept twinkling, and although Verin's voice was a little indistinct, the smile that couldn't be hidden in it was still so annoying.

"I'm helping the council. ”

"Haha, helping you is helping the council. The flickering of the arcane glow suddenly became intense, as if Verin's mood was cloudy and unpredictable, "Don't forget who you are, now you, are a member of the council. ”

"Hmph, I don't want to stay in council forever. Obviously, the tyranny brought by the chaotic energy has not been completely eliminated, and Lanlos can still capture the hideous color on his face.

It's angry talk, but it's not unreasonable. If nothing else, the Council of Tirisfa will soon be purged by the awakened Medivan, and the vast majority of its members will not escape the Guardians who have been bewitched by the Dark Titans.

While there are good benefits to joining the council, Lanlos is not prepared to take root in the organization.

Luckily, Verin didn't seem to hear his whining.

"And I'm not spying on you, no one can spy on the members of the Tyrisfa Council. ”

"Oh, then do you want to say that your appearance is a coincidence? What a coincidence, do you want me to broadcast the battle situation to you live?"

"Nope. It has to be said that although Verin's temper is strange, he is still very friendly overall, and he doesn't care about the disapproval in Lan Rose's tone, "The role of the emblem is not just to communicate and proof, we have a responsibility to protect the safety of every member." ”

"Emblem sensed the uncontrolled chaotic energy around you, and as your guide, reacted as soon as the alarm was discovered, shouldn't you thank me for my conscientiousness?"

"Not really. Pouting, Lanros looked at the battlefield that had been temporarily quiet due to Sylvanas' appearance, reached out and grabbed the emblem, and was about to unilaterally disconnect the communication, when Verin's voice immediately came out again.

"Hey, man, don't worry! ”

"I don't have much time right now. ”

"You're going to have ......"

Hearing Verin's tone become serious again, Lanloth's eyes continued to flicker with a complicated light. He was so focused on the message that he didn't notice that a grim gaze was projected from behind the elven troops to his back.

"Look, the general has killed the troll's commander!"

Herios' exclamation brought Darkan back to his senses, who withdrew the arcane energy from his eyes, lowered his head, buried his anger and jealousy in the back of his heart, and looked at Sylvanas in the middle of the battlefield, just like Herios.

"This is what is going on against Quel'Thalas!" Sylvanas held his bloody head high with a scimitar, and while most of the trolls didn't understand Salas, they knew Harraz's half-human, half-cat face.

Subsequently, the crowd boiled.

Never underestimate the fighting power and ignorance of a group of trolls, who work together with a leader to be invincible, but once the spearhead is gone, the army is scattered.

No one will trust their fellow citizens around them, these trolls are simple-minded and more loyal. It's helpless and sad.

As the trolls retreated, a smile began to appear on Sylvanas' face......

"I found you, woman!"

Boom!

A blue thunderbolt fell from the sky, and in the eyes of everyone, whether frightened or excited, it came straight towards the head.

Rumble!

"General!" Herios' eyes widened, and he was about to rush forward, but was stopped by his quick-eyed lieutenant.

"Sir, calm down!"

"Get out of the way, Crayne, I don't have time to ......"

Halfway through his sentence, Herios froze.

Although the blue electric light was short-lived, the strong visual stimulation shook everyone's eyes, and when everyone's sight gradually recovered, all the High Elves breathed a sigh of relief.

Sylvanas's scimitar was still held high in the air, but the head had been blown away by the thunder, and most of the blade had been charred black, but the gauntlet was still in the same position.

"Hey, don't learn from your sister's kindness and revenge. Remove the protective spell, Lanros whispered jokingly.

Obviously, Sylvanas didn't hear clearly, but it's also possible that she didn't care: "I don't need your help. ”

"Well, I'm being amorous again. Just wanted to complain, Lan Luos's gaze stayed on the other party's bumpy chest, and then as if he understood something, he shrugged his shoulders and walked to the side very consciously.

He didn't take advantage of it, but the shimmering patterns on the other party's chest, which he knew. A magic circuit for protective spells, and it is triggered, which is the most expensive enchantment.

Lanlos sighed deeply.

Again, it's good to be rich......