Chapter 85: Tradition

"Mage, I'm just taking back our relics!"

Hearing Kelrith's teasing words, Salur's green face showed a hint of shame and shouted sharply. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"This is the land of ghosts, the territory of the High Elf Kingdom of Quel'Thalas, how can there be anything from you!"

Frowning and looking at the green-scaled shaman in front of him, although the other party had already mentioned something similar just now, the half-elf mage only regarded it as an excuse for the other party, but now it seems that this is not the case, could it be that the high elves have robbed some treasure of the deep-sea fishman?

His face was stunned, Kelreth complained in his heart, but he didn't let it go at all, although the half-elf mage seemed to have decided that it was his group of mothers who had robbed other people's things and studied them, yes, they had already dissected them...

"The Abyssal Sea, the first king of the Silver Scale Clan, the remains of the Sea Eater!"

Looking coldly at the elven mage in front of him, the green-scaled shaman said word by word.

"Sea Eater?"

The flame clone looked at the fish-man soul sacrifice in front of him in confusion, while the main body turned to Amway Darance and Dazerion, who had already followed, and recounted the request of the greenscale shaman.

"The Silver Scale Clan of the Abyssal Sea?"

Unlike the elven ranger's ignorant face, the high-level elven mage rubbed his chin and repeated thoughtfully.

"Okay, don't pretend to be X, just say what you have to say!"

Glancing at Amway Dalans, Dazerien immediately gave the other party a kick, if he didn't do this, the ranger knew that the other party was properly at least ten minutes before he was willing to speak.

As soon as he put up the pos and wanted to pretend to be x, he was destroyed by a good friend, and he was scolding and scolding, and Anlidalance pointed to the golden fog city behind him and said.

"I vaguely remember that at the beginning of the establishment of the Golden Mist and the Corona, the corpses of several giant beasts were buried in the lowest foundation, among which the remains of several deep-sea giant beasts seemed to be under the Golden Mist, but because the time was too long, coupled with the frequent wars at the beginning, there were not many relevant historical materials, so what it was is unknown, but maybe the royal court will have a more detailed record!"

"Deep Sea Behemoths?" he said Silver Scales!"

Nodding, Kelrith immediately frowned and said, although Silver Scale is a fish-man royal family, it is still a fish-man, where can it be regarded as a giant beast.

"No, the true silverscale shaman can be transformed into a powerful sea beast, and each generation of the silverscale king can be transformed into a legendary shaman of the deep sea beast, which is a special branch of the primordial shaman, which is also the reason why the silver scale has always been respected by the fishmen as the co-master of the royal family!"

Dazerion opened his mouth to take the conversation and explained.

"Why was there such a thing when the golden mist and the corona were established in the first place... Savage design?"

Nodding in approval, Kyris asked again with careful consideration, obviously the attention of the half-elf mage has given up the negotiation work on the side of the clone, and the remains of the Silver Scale King, which is part of the foundation and may even be the core, are naturally impossible to take out, it seems that in the end, there will be another fight, since it is going to be fought, it is better to kill it cleanly and never suffer from future troubles.

"It's not the custom of Queldore, it's the custom of Kadore, or the Night Elf Empire, when every Elf city they built, slaughtered the most powerful beasts in the vicinity, and then used their remains as part of the city's foundations. ā€

Grinning, Anlidalen's eyes flickered and glanced to the north, that's right, although this custom was a popular tradition during the Night Elf Empire, and there are even legends that this tradition was learned from ancient trolls, and when Quel'Salas was just established, the members of the entire kingdom, from the top nobles to the ordinary people, were all remnants of that era, and many habits could not be changed or did not want to be changed for a while, so, not only the corona and the golden mist, in fact, most of the elven cities in the Yongge homeland were filled with the remains of many giant beasts, especially... Silvermoon City in the Elven Court.

I didn't notice the slightest abnormality of the elven mage, and the attention of the half-elven mage on the other side was actually no longer on the main body.

In the mid-air of the coastline, the evil flames of the flame clone confronting the green-scaled shaman suddenly surged without warning, and the hellfire under him rushed towards the core totem pole after a roar of spiritual power, and after a while, he trampled to death and burned dozens of fish-man shamans who were stunned and burned to death rushed to the totem pole less than five meters away, and the giant hand burning with evil flames smashed towards the green-scaled shaman.

However, since the confrontation with the Kelrith clone, Salur has maintained two hundred percent vigilance, so at the moment when the flame clone erupted, the greenscale shaman immediately felt it, but the speed of the hellfire was too fast, or the distance was already very close, and in the blink of an eye, a giant hand filled the greenscale shaman's eye sockets.

"Whew!"

The green eyes flashed with gray luster, and the crystal staff was held in front of him with both hands, and the giant hand of the hellfire stagnated at a distance of three or four yards from the green scale shaman, and the tongue of evil flame fire on the fingertips could not advance another half an inch, and at the same time, the fish-man shaman who was originally standing quietly around the totem pole let out a beast-like roar, and rushed towards the hellfire without fear of death, but most of these slow spellcasters had just approached the hellfire, and they were wrapped in the tongue of evil flame wrapped around the feet of the hellfire, but once they were entangled by the evil flame or even about to be devoured, the fish-man shaman all exploded directly, this kind of self-explosion that was almost ignited by the core of the origin spiritual power, can trigger a riot of surrounding elemental energy in an instant, coupled with the blessing of the original totem pole's abundant and terrifying elemental energy, thus forming an energy impact comparable to the six-ring spell.

One or two of this kind of self-explosion is nothing, for the huge Hellfire, it is just a heavy tickle, but as more and more fish-man shamans rushed to the feet of the Hellfire, all kinds of energy comparable to the six-ring spell impact one after another, and finally the left foot of the Hellfire could not support it at first, and after the evil flame was almost dispersed, the stone structure of the inner layer also fell apart, and then the entire giant beast immediately lost its center of gravity, and after a slight bumble, it fell to the left.

"Humph!"

The flame clone that was frozen in mid-air naturally did not fall with the hellfire, but just glanced at the green-scaled shaman who was looking at him viciously, and after sneering, the two flame hands pulled suddenly, and the evil flame staff in his hand was like a genuine thing directly disintegrated, and then, the hellfire that had not completely fallen to the ground exploded in an earth-shattering bang, and the sky-high evil flame formed a flame spring that shrouded the surrounding area of nearly twenty or thirty meters, and at the same time, the core totem pole and the green-scale shaman were also shrouded in it.

A faint green light swayed out of the shroud of the evil flame, flew into the air, and after froze, an illusory figure gradually revealed.

The flame clone that has weakened to the lowest point looked at the evil flame that was still raging, shook his head slightly, some gains outweighed the losses, this method of self-detonating hellfire, the power is powerful, and its destructive power is directly chasing the legendary spell, but this spell is completely a one-time consumption, not only will it directly destroy the original stone at the core of the hellfire, but also make the evil flame staff have a lot of damage, and the result is just the core force to solve the current wave of fish-man disasters in front of you...

The wryly smiling flame clone was suddenly stunned, and then frowned and looked over, the evil flame began to gradually dissipate, and the huge totem pole still stood there undamaged, but the surrounding ground was like the surface of the moon was covered with potholes and scorched black craters, and there was no trace of a fishman at all, and even the soul of the fishman was directly dissipated due to the pollution of the evil flame and the terrifying explosion in an instant, however, at the top of the totem pole, the figure that had been thin was still standing firmly. (To be continued.) )