With a wave of his hand, absorbing the remaining evil energy in the tent, Keerreth looked at the silent elite centaur warrior in front of him, rubbing his chin and falling into a pensive state. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's been almost half a year since I came to Kalimdor, and at first it was just to find the Night Elves, trying to find some ancient magic materials from the direct descendants of the Night Elf Empire, especially the information on space, so as to obtain some Void Coordinates.

For Kyrryth, who can only guard one Void Coordinate and wait for the Void Demon to throw himself into the net every day, obtaining other coordinates has become the biggest reason restricting his combat power improvement.

However, when he arrived in Kalimdor, he found that almost all the Night Elves were dead on the Holy Mountain of Hyjal, and the Eternal Barrier of the World Tree Danohir enveloped the entire Holy Mountain, which was not only in scope, but also far beyond the Eternal Barrier of Quel'Salas in strength, which was completely beyond the scope of Kelrith's understanding, and was more likely to be the embodiment of the rules of the world of Azeroth, so the half-elf mage did not dare to probe too much of the situation.

After waiting outside the Holy Mountain for a month, Kelreth met the migrating Terror Totem Clan by chance, and after a fight with the great shaman Magatha, he won the approval of the actually wise Shuharu Shaman, and then by chance he cured the only descendant nephew of the great shaman, Anak's lost soul, and completely won the friendship of the legendary shaman.

Of course, in Kyrryth's mind, the friendship of Anak, a seemingly honest but unusually shrewd stupid cow, was one of the biggest gains of his trip.

And Kellris, who gave up the initial goal for a while, also decided to follow the horror totem clan to start that migration journey, along the way to the fight, the half-elf noticed the chaotic race of centaurs, this kind of adult can reach the average second-order combat power, every adult male will experience the baptism of war and evolve into a standard killing machine species, which fully meets the standards of Kelrith's soul summons, especially in the bleak land, there are a large number of centaurs, enough to give birth to high-level or even legendary-level centaur heroes, and the natural half-elf mage drools。

However, a plan is a plan, and reality can never be completely in line with the plan, starting from following the terror totem to resist the centaur pursuers, to entering the bleak land and sweeping several villages, Kyris finally discovered that if the combat power is only in the mid-level elite centaur warriors, the entire bleak land is not uncommon, and it will exist in almost every centaur tribe, but further up, the high-level centaur overseers or centaur spellcasters will immediately be pitiful, either cowering in large centaur tribes or villages, or serving in the royal tents of major clans, this kind of hit may hit the hornet's nest, The situation of the encirclement and suppression of thousands of centaur warriors in an instant is also the reason for the slow or even stagnant progress of Kyrryth, and the current transformation also makes the half-elf mage understand that even the centaur overseers have reached the peak of the high rank at most after his transformation, which is one step away from the legendary rank, but it is as far away as a heavenly stream.

Thinking about it, Kyris glanced at the elite centaur warrior in front of him, and the other party immediately withdrew from the tent silently, standing at the door on the surface, overlooking the entire village, but in fact he was guarding according to Kyrryth's instructions, and the half-elf mage in the tent pinched a demon pattern on the robe of Wan'er and pulled out the half-blood demon that had just been captured.

"Uh..."

Lying on the ground, Hu Hudaru panted and clutched a small stone platform on the ground, as if he wanted to find a sense of security from it.

"It seems that you have fully experienced the life inside?"

There was a low laugh like a demon in his ears, Hu Hudaru trembled, and his body, which was originally clinging to the small stone platform, involuntarily twisted over, and with a look of fear, he looked up at the creature that he needed to call his master who was slowly pasting over.

"No! don't put me in again!"

His eyes widened, and the half-blood demon almost cried with a hint of crying, but he couldn't resist at all and pleaded, if he didn't consider the size of the two parties and the takeaway, it would be completely a bully flirting with an innocent little girl on the side of the road.

"Hey, hey, it's good to know, it's good to know!"

Smiled strangely, Kyris seemed to know this situation very well, this was actually a design he had set when he decided to make the Robe of Ten Doom, in which a special eternal enclosed space was set up, in this space, the demon would lose all senses, except for its own blood beating, could not hear any sound, and over time, even the concept of space and time would gradually be lost. As long as it is an intelligent creature, being in an absolutely closed environment for a long time or even eternity is a kind of torture that is worse than death, yes, this kind of imprisonment in the robe of Wan Er has always been used by Kelrith to imprison the contract demon that has just been captured, and to wear off the other party's demonic nature little by little, so that they know that no matter how chaotic their nature is, they will not be exposed in front of Kelrith, it is the dragon that coils me, and the tiger that lies down for me, otherwise, you will always be welcome in the little black house!

Of course, in addition to this kind of confinement, there is also a more common way of confinement in the Robe of Ten Thousand Beings, which also constructs a different dimension, but can perceive the outside world, and even be able to continuously enjoy the baptism of evil essence, which is the general way of existence of most contract demons in the Robe of Ten Thousand Dooms.

"Do you still want to go in?"

"No!no!!"

Suddenly crawling a few steps back, the fear on Huhudaru's face grew stronger.

"If you don't want to go in, then hand over the coordinates!"

The evil smile on his face was closed, and Kyris said lightly. The half-blood demon who heard the words immediately turned over, rolled in front of the half-elf mage obediently, and casually took out a starlight-like thing, and respectfully held it with both hands and handed it over.

"Hey, hey, little thing, sense the contract in your demon core, if I die, you have to die too, the kind of soul annihilation!"

Kelreth didn't take it immediately, but stared at the starlight in the other party's hand for a while, and said gloomily.

"Take it, take it wrong!"

The hands holding the starlight trembled, and the half-blood demon immediately sensed the contract on the core of his heart, and cold sweat immediately flowed down, and he instantly took back the starlight in his hand, took out the same starlight again, and carefully raised it.

"Hey, hey, good!"

This time, Kyris did not hesitate, grabbed the starlight and slapped it on his head, and the starlight merged into the sea of spiritual power, turning into a ball of precise void coordinates.

A smile appeared on his face, and he also said that he was satisfied, but the half-elf mage next moment pinched the half-blood demon in front of him into a Q version again, and smashed his hand into the Wan'er robe again in the other party's heart-rending wail.

"Don't be afraid to stay in an endless cage for a few months!"

Sneered, Kelrith pursed his lips, he has been in contact with hundreds of demons, he has long experienced the chaos and cunning of demons, and he is naturally two hundred percent vigilant against this kind of loose and easy demons, but no matter how cunning the demon is, if he closes it a little longer, he will be cowardly, or collapse directly... (To be continued.) )