The familiar storm howled overhead, and as Ekirsson rode the hurricane and slowly landed on the balcony of the Tower of the Morning Star, the trolls were boiling again.

However, it was clear that the shaman was more adept at using his brain than hand-to-hand combat, and instead of continuing his attack, he ordered his troops to shrink under the vigilant gaze of the elves.

Watching the troll retreat step by step, Sylvanas's face showed not the slightest joy, and the uneasy atmosphere gradually spread through the crowd.

"Beast, kind of let me go!"

Sure enough, several giant eagles flew out of the tower, their claws tightly shackled around a bruised elven ranger, and Sylvanas gritted his teeth as he watched the blood spill on the grass, his right hand gripping the scimitar trembling with rage.

"I think you know this little mouse. Watching the elves make a noise, Ekilsson laughed, his ugly face so disgusting.

"Leave me alone, kill these animals, kill ......" Salisa struggled, but her weak strength could not escape the eagle's claws, except for the weakness of her own wounds to be torn apart, and the pain made her curse constantly.

"It's really disobedient. Spat out, Ekirsson waved his hand indifferently.

The next moment, only a terrible scream pierced the sky, and the giant eagles that rose into the air let go of their claws.

The slender body slammed into the dirt, scarlet blood splattered high, and Salisa lay quietly in a pool of blood. Seeing a compatriot fall to death by such humiliating means by the enemy, the elves were furious.

The blades in everyone's hands kept rubbing, and there were bursts of piercing soft sounds, but no one dared to step forward.

It's just because, at this moment, Ekilsson is holding a familiar elven ranger in his hands.

"Tommanson......" Sylvanas' gaze followed Ekilsson's gaze behind him, and dozens of giant eagles flew out of the tower with slender and familiar figures in tow.

Not just Tomanson, but Valanna and the few surviving compatriots left under the lieutenant's command.

"Listen to my advice, get out of here, or ......" Stepping on the side of the stunned Tomensson's face, Ekilsson almost crushed his head, his fingertips constantly lingering with blue electric light, slowly but firmly approaching the lieutenant, "I'll let you watch them one by one, die!"

Tomanson was like a corpse, and in spite of all this humiliation and pain, he didn't even say a word. If it weren't for the weeds in front of his mouth that were constantly fluttering from his breathing, he would be no different from a dead man.

"General, as the vanquished, we are not sorry to die, we can't ...... Ah......h

Sylvanas almost crushed her gums, but she didn't dare to move, and she couldn't move, for the sake of the captives' lives.

Just then, a scout squeezed out of the crowd and came behind her: "General, a troll's war bear army has been found in the rear......"

"Haha, that idiot from Nalorak has finally reacted. At this juncture, the force of the storm extended Ekilsson's perception to the fullest, and although the scout's voice was low, he still caught it clearly.

"Choose, Sylvanas. If you are too late to withdraw your troops now, swear in the name of the Spirit of the Eagle that I will send you these fine-skinned and tender-fleshed captives. ”

"But if you're stubborn. Ekilson's eyes narrowed slightly, and the lightning in his hand suddenly exploded, like the fangs of a poisonous snake, and bit Tommanson's body fiercely, and the terrible scream made everyone shudder, "I will take their lives one by one!"

Sylvanas didn't speak, she hesitated. And this hesitation made Ekilsson smile even more.

But there is an old saying that is good, happy and sad......

Lanros's gaze unconsciously moved away from Ekirsson, looking at the shadows not far away from him, and in the mage's surprised gaze, the dim light suddenly distorted, and a snowy scimitar suddenly burst out of it!

"Damn you, bastard!"

"Ahh

Herios's sudden appearance caught everyone off guard, and before the smile on Ekilson's face could be withdrawn, the sharp blade had already left a long, scarlet wound on his back.

Even the white bones in it are clearly visible!

"Bastard, I want you dead!"

Dazzling thunder burst out of Ekirsson's hands, and the sky shook with an incandescent glow under the night. Watching Herios slam out and slam the wall down, Sylvanas' anger was finally unquenchable.

"Attack!"

Almost at the same time, Lanlos raised his hand and pointed towards the group of giant eagles, only to hear a crisp explosion, and countless star-like points of light enveloped all the captives.

Under the effect of the glittering dust, the giant eagle and the captives collapsed to the ground, and Ekilsson, who was also included, shuddered, and finally recovered from his senses, only to find countless arrows approaching his face.

Beneath the feathers all over the upper body, the strange painted color suddenly bloomed with a shimmer, and a translucent barrier appeared, and the arrows were bounced away by an unknown force.

Only an arrow carved with an intricate incantation easily pierced the shield, and the cry of pain in Ekilsson pierced directly through his chest.

"Damn elves, I'm going to tear you to pieces!" Seeing that the enemy forces were approaching at great speed, Ekirsson knew that the tide was turning, and immediately spread his wings and quickly rose into the air in the fierce wind.

The commander was mortally wounded and evacuated, and the surrounding trolls scattered in all directions in a panic.

The victory came suddenly, but it was not easy.

Sylvanas put away his longbow and walked quickly to the blackened figure, reaching out to remove the rubble, but hovered in the air for fear of hurting the other.

The sneak attack of Herios was something that no one expected.

Sylvanas' appearance robbed all the aura so much that Ekirsson had only her in his eyes, and no one remembered the lieutenant.

But it was precisely because of oblivion that Herrios had a chance. With the help of Darkan to go into stealth and go around the back to complete the rescue, everything is so perfect.

Unfortunately, in order to prevent the aura of the spell from revealing his whereabouts, Herrios rejected Darkan's suggestion to cast a protective spell.

The damage ability of the Sky Shock is even more terrifying than imagined.

As if sensing something, the charred black figure that had been lying quietly under the rubble suddenly let out an extremely subtle gasp, and Herios slowly raised his head.

He smiled as Sylvanas looked at his face as he tried to suppress his emotions. The charred skin was distorted in large areas, and to be honest, Herios' smile looked terrifying and ugly.

But no one in the audience felt ridiculous, not even Lanlos was faintly congested in his chest.

"...... Herios" looked at the other party's side waist that was almost crushed by the collapsed wall, Sylvanas stopped talking, and his voice trembled unconsciously.

"General, I, I promised, I will not disappoint you. Herrios tried to prop himself up, but he couldn't do so due to the pressure of the stones, so he could only lie in the rubble and breathe deeply.

He could feel that his life was draining and dissipating at an unstoppable rate......

"No, of course you don't. The other party's smile pierced Sylvanas's soul deeply, but as the leader of the Far Travelers, she did not fully reveal her emotions, but gritted her teeth and swallowed the grief and anger that was about to come out.

Chest is clogged and painful......

"I've lived for hundreds of years, I, I've never done anything big. Herios was still smiling, but for some reason, a tear overflowed from the corner of his eye, dripping silently, but the tear stain seemed so clear and dazzling.

"However, joining the Far Traveler is the only achievement in my life......" gradually drifting his gaze slowly swept over the bodies of his compatriots around him, and finally stopped at Tomenson who was undergoing treatment not far away, the smile on his face suddenly expanded, and he didn't know whether it was self-deprecation or sincere joy.

"Today, it's the second ......"

Silence, only silence, Herrios stared in the direction of the rescued elven compatriots, and the blue eyes that had lost all color were still so shining, so, moving......