Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Devil Whispers
"What is the Great Tribulation?"
Kelreth turned his head to look at the Elven Ranger, and at this moment there were only a dozen High Elves left in the Elven position, all of them were the heads of the various support forces, all of them standing quietly, as if waiting for something. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
A full moon-level fish-man disaster just dissipated before most of the elven warriors could react. Of course, although many of the High Elves were a little baffled, most of them cheered after making sure that the fish-men had truly retreated, and finally began to slowly withdraw from the battlefield under the command of their respective commanders, moving in the direction of the temporary camp.
"This kind of thing is just a common tactic used by mages who specialize in the Prophecy Realm to scare people!"
Sneering, the second generation of the Windranger glanced at the friend beside him, and deliberately accented the four words prophecy and mage.
"You know a landcobo egg! Many prophecy techniques are justified and even require a great price to be performed, doesn't the Windranger hold a great prophecy every year to explore the situation of the entire bloodline?"
Glancing at the Elven Ranger with the same sneer, Anlidalance retorted and turned to look at Kelris.
"But this kind of thing is indeed a very bad street, and those so-called great prophets in Silvermoon City will be uncomfortable if they don't predict a few great tribulations every year, and almost no one will take this kind of catastrophe prophecy that claims to be able to destroy the world to heart!"
"Moreover, that Naga was also embarrassed to prophesy, if they were so capable, how could they not have expected the great tribulation of the ancients, you know, that one... Among His Majesty's many titles of Light in the Light is the Master of Prophecy!"
Pursing his lips to take the elven mage's words, Dazerian continued, and this time directly aimed at the ancient kindred, but at the end of the sentence, when the ancient night elf empress was mentioned, he still couldn't help but use honorifics.
"Okay, don't think about it, Uncle is summoning us over!"
Seeing that Kyris was still frowning and contemplative, Dazerian patted the half-elf on the shoulder, pouted behind him and said.
"Hmm!"
Behind him, the tallest and largest mage tower in Golden Mist City began to exude dazzling brilliance, and a group of elf high-level people stranded outside the city began to walk towards the city one after another...
"Hey, hey, what's that!
Not far from the three of Kelrith, Kandal, who was stranded outside the city, also walked towards the golden mist with a group of Dysom's high-ranking people, but a low murmur like a private whisper drifted into his ears.
With frowning brows, the mage lord of Daisom waved his hand, so that the son beside him who found that he was strange did not care, but said coldly in the bottom of his heart.
"That Naga's words don't mean anything, since the so-called catastrophe was prophesied by Master Mosikdar, now except for the ordinary people of the lower classes, which nobles don't know?"
"Hehe, but no one knows, the sage of your school, the first generation of Ao Neng Scroll Bearers, has actually predicted everything a long time ago, even the ending..."
"That's enough, demon! You're not here to repeat this nonsense to me today, are you!"
His expression returned to his usual calmness, and Kandal said to himself as he walked.
"Hmph, I don't know what you're afraid of, I can't even put a finger in except for the voice!"
"Hehe, that's what you said to Azhara in the first place! Demon, go, and cut off your minions before I even intend to!"
"Hmph, ignorant mortals, if you don't have enough strength, you will die in the near future!
It seemed that Kandal was a little annoyed and angry but helpless, and although the voice was said viciously, it gradually faded away.
"Oh!
However, just as Kandal walked all the way to the core mage tower of the golden mist, and even after one foot had stepped into the gate of the mage tower, a demonic whisper suddenly appeared in his heart, and this time the voice was obviously completely different from the previous one, and Lord Dessom, who heard the words, stopped there with a great change of face.
This is the golden mist, the core mage tower of the son of the Sun Chaser, God knows how many hidden high-level reconnaissance demon patterns have been arranged, at this time, communicating with the demon is almost equivalent to killing people directly under the strong searchlight.
Kanhidamir, who was walking in front of him, looked back at his father, and found that the other party stopped at the door in a cold sweat, and walked over a little strangely.
"Father, what's wrong?"
"Oh... It's nothing! it's just, I'm a little tired..."
However, after waiting for a long time, Kandal didn't notice the alarm of the mage tower, and instead said to his son who came over with a concerned face, and in his heart, the demon's voice sounded again.
"Worry about it, I'm not a scumbag like Banazal!
"Great. My lord, this line is what I found... Lord Kilgardan also agreed to let ..."
"Get out! while Lao Tzu is still in a good mood, or I'll eat you now, waste!"
"It's... Yes..."
Cold sweat involuntarily flowed on his forehead, and he was directly arrogant to talk about the two demons directly and arrogantly, as the master, Kandal could only be left to the sidelines, and the demon conversation or the words of one party scolding the other party directly made the face of the lord of Dysom more and more cold, although he didn't know what rank the demon that was driven away, but he could penetrate the outer defense of Azeroth and contact himself, at least it was the legendary rank, and the latter one, directly called a legendary demon scum, and what level was it that ate the other party's demon at every turn, this level of demon, can he still properly maneuver, and even maintain himself...
"Hehe, I finally have the port to find this world again! Don't be afraid, little one, I'm not a bad person!"
Just when Kandal's face was silent, the demon in his heart whispered, but this time he heard the elven mage's eyelids jump directly, and it was the first time he saw a demon who claimed to be not a bad person, although he had communicated with two demons so far.
"Don't try to come to this world through me, demon! I'd rather blow myself up than let you succeed!"
Waving his hand to let his son go first, Kandal sat directly on a chair in the hall on the first floor, and said to the voice in his heart.
"Hey, hey, don't talk so badly! Let me see! Hmph, this waste is scum, but the information collected is quite complete! Oh, your world has been taken by Sagsas?! Hmm, it has been around for so many years... It's not scientific..."
Kandal, who was almost already waiting for death, suddenly found that the demon whisper in his heart gradually lowered, and he didn't say a word for a long time, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he glanced at the bottom of the mage tower, a crystal ball embedded in the center of the hall, under normal circumstances, this is the core device on the first floor, which can directly communicate with the owner of the mage tower, or the tower spirit, just when Kandal was struggling with whether to touch the crystal ball, the voice in his heart came out again.
"I can cure that little girl!"
Kandal was startled by the sudden appearance of the demon's whisper, but the mage lord of Dysom suddenly stood up, his eyes narrowing slightly in response.
"I don't have much time, demon! don't try to procrastinate like this..."
"Isn't it just the Void Body, I've seen this kind of thing a lot! It's not that difficult to simply remove this kind of physique!"
Interrupting Kandal's questioning, the demon said contemptuously.
"I... What price does it take..."
Drooping his eyelids, Kandal said to the bottom of his heart.
"Hahaha! Why! Don't you plan to blow yourself up?"
"What price do I have to pay!
Raising his head, the contemporary mage lord of Daisom looked firmly ahead and said coldly, but in the corner of his eyes that no one could detect, there was a trace of excitement that could not be concealed.
"After I save her, let's talk slowly!"
"Aren't you afraid that I'll regret it!
With a pause on his face, Kandal said.
"Hahaha! No one can deceive me!Little bug, remember!My name: Mephisto!" (To be continued.) )