Chapter 63: The Neuropathy of the Windranger

Staring at the elite spinners who were still struggling, Anlidalen's face suddenly changed, and he shouted. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, as soon as the words of the high-level elf mage fell, countless piercing overclocking screams suddenly sounded, and in an instant, a dense spike rain fell from the sky, enveloping the three of them.

However, when the dense spikes were three meters away from Kelreth and the others, they stopped, most of them skipped the target, and some of them seemed to be inserted into a transparent sponge ball, looking at it from a distance like a hedgehog.

The defensive enchantment burst open, and Kyris clenched his fist and slammed down out of thin air, and the elite spinner, who was still screaming and screaming, was directly smashed into the ground by a huge translucent fist, and after a few convulsions, there was no sound at all.

"This kind of spinning spider is really interesting!"

With a wave of his staff, Anlidalance froze another wave of spike rain directly in mid-air and scattered it with his hand, controlling his hand to reach out and pinch one of the smaller but almost half an arm's length spikes, the noble son of the Dawn Blade suddenly smiled a little weirdly, and said to Dazerian.

The elven ranger on the side took the spike with a stiff face, put it in his hand and shook it, then threw it away, and then looked away, but instead of looking at the special spinning spider group in front of him, he turned his head to stare farther away, in a small jungle in the southeast.

Draw the bow, set up the arrow, shoot, in one go, the dark blue magic arrow flew out two or three meters, then disappeared into the night, and after half a minute, in the center of the forest, the whole forest was instantly enveloped by a strong wind, and the large trees were uprooted, and after a while, the core area leaked out.

A giant spinning spider lying on its stomach and nearly twenty feet tall was swinging five or six huge feet a little restlessly because of the wind just now, and it was paddling deep grooves on the ground at every turn, and between the swings of its chelicerae covered with fishy fluid, with six red eyes that were staring at it, a strong smell of blood rushed towards it.

And on the same huge head of the giant spinning spider, a male elf ranger who is similar in age to Dazerian is sitting steadily, looking up at the three people in the sky with an expressionless face, and even though the giant spinning spider is a little unbearable and a little restless, the head carrying the elf ranger has never moved a single bit!

"What... Meaning!"

Thick eyebrows slowly furrowed, Dazerian stared at the elven ranger in the distance, and said in a deep voice. Although the distance between the two was nearly a thousand yards, the other party obviously heard it clearly, or had already guessed Dazerion's question, and a trace of madness and ridicule gradually appeared on his originally expressionless face!

"Dazerion, there's no one to help you this time!"

As if whispering to himself, the strange elf ranger slapped the head of the giant spinning spider under him, and then, after letting out a sharp hiss, the giant beast turned its head and rushed into the ground, revealing a huge cave where it had been lying on its stomach.

"I have a bad feeling!"

Seeing the elven ranger who suddenly appeared and disappeared into the cave abruptly, the two elves did not move until Anlidalance waved his staff and dispersed another wave of spike rain, and said to Dazerian beside him with some solemnity.

"Who is it?"

Unlike the silent Dazerion, Kyris also waved his staff, easily blocking some of the spikes missed by the high-level elven mage, and turned his head to ask indifferently. For this kind of troublesome matter that is obviously a noble internal strife, according to Kelris's consistent habits, he naturally doesn't plan to care, but Dazerien, a popular wanderer, can be regarded as a taste for the mage lord, as a friend, plus now that the rank is high, and his courage is fat, it is not a big deal to take a kick, especially just now when the other party directly involved him indiscriminately, and naturally he has to bear the consequences of provoking him.

"Barely his brother, um... You could think of him as a psychotic!

Pouting and nodding at Dazerien, Anlidalance said expressionlessly, but the adjectives added at the end were a little weird.

"What do you mean, you can think of it as a neurosis?"

Rubbing his temples, Kyris repeated, even if it was far away, the mage lord still clearly sensed the rank of the elven ranger just now, the high-level position, plus the spindle queen under the other party who couldn't see the depth, this kind of goods turned out to be a psychotic?

Along the way, Kelreth has seen a peerless but unscrupulous Windranger, a Windranger who is shouted as an idiot and a waste, but leads the army to regulate well, and now he has seen a Windranger with unfathomable force but acting strangely and is directly called a neurotic by his fellow clan, the Windranger clan... What kind of elves are they?

Secretly complaining, Kyrreth ignored the high-level elven mages who were obviously taunting and chattering, but turned his head to look at the group of strange spinners who were still tirelessly spraying spike rain at them, and a gray beam of light suddenly erupted from his eyes.

Immediately, in a scene that only Kelreth could see, a soul storm composed of pure soul fragments erupted in the strange spinner spider swarm, and wherever the storm went, the souls of all the contaminated spinners were forcibly pulled out and sucked into the storm in an instant, and the soulless spun spiders fell to the ground completely unconscious in an instant, and never had a chance to wake up again, while the storm that continued to absorb new souls and chew the soul fragments of the city became bigger and bigger.

When the two elves reacted, the group of strange spinning spiders in the distance in front of them had all fallen neatly to the ground, silently losing all their combat effectiveness, this weird scene as if a team suddenly fell without warning on the march and completely lost consciousness, even the ordinary spinning spiders with little intelligence retreated to all sides in fright, not daring to approach this area, so that a clearing came out of the spinning spider tide very suddenly, although the open space was also full of spinning spider corpses.

"It turns out that what you have awakened is really the soul realm, which is more than the spiritual power medium!"

Raising his eyebrows and looking at Kyrrys, Anlidalance said with some abruptness.

"What is a pit ratio!"

Reaching out and grabbing a mass of extremely condensed soul fragments, Kelreth nodded with satisfaction and casually arranged it into his head, and then heard the sigh of the high-level elf mage, and said with a grin.

This kind of pure use of his own spiritual power medium, and even the method of manipulating a large number of soul fragments to attack, Kelrith only dared to use it after entering Quel'Thalas.

Because in the human kingdom as a taboo spiritism, warlocks and other side doors, in Quel'Thalas, this high elf kingdom, is not explicitly forbidden to study or even transfer mage side professions, it's just that, compared to orthodox mages, these side doors don't seem to be very popular with high elves, especially the study of souls, according to Mentor Kyrryth, even high-level elf organizations such as Demon Pattern Explorers still stay in a very superficial field for the exploration of the soul realm. (To be continued.) )