With their target gone, the Arcanists and Warriors looked at each other, their bewildered gazes on Lanather and Romans, but their attention was quickly diverted again.

"It's the regimental leader!"

I don't know who in the Morning Blade Knights' troops let out an exclamation, and everyone looked forward, only to see a staggering figure walking out of the gate of the ornate building that was almost about to collapse.

"What are you doing in a daze?!" Lannathel was the first to react, and immediately rushed forward with a swift stride, even faster than the Far Wanderer Ranger, as if the heavy metal armor on his body was just paper paste.

Seeing his companion coming, Salorian's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and his steps softened, and he actually fell straight to the ground, but fortunately, Lannathel was quick and helped him up before he could do so.

"Quick, go to Sorenia and Lanloth. Without waiting for the other to speak, Salorian grabbed Lannather's shoulder and whispered.

The latter was stunned for a moment: "Lanloth? But ......"

"It's an order!"

Of course, Salorian knew what the other party was thinking, but he had seen Lanlos's performance, and if he really had the intention of betraying Quel'Salas, he would have joined forces with Sartell a long time ago. At that time, even if Solania, who had been hiding around, suddenly attacked, it would be impossible to deal with two demons at the same time.

Koranlos didn't, instead, he tried his best to hold Sateel back......

For his own sake, for Quel'Thalas' sake, Salorian had every reason to trust the young man.

Facing the opponent's determined and eager gaze, Lannasel gritted her teeth fiercely, and then immediately shouted at the warriors who rushed behind her: "Everyone listen, the goal has changed......"

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In the hall, the dazzling light that had been lingering for a long time finally faded. The floor cracked extensively, the yellow gilding was almost completely melted, and the delicate pattern that resembled the sun's rays was completely destroyed. Now it looks like a puddle of broken eggs......

Sorenia in the corner of the wall was still standing straight, but a closer look would reveal that his breathing was much heavier than before, and dense beads of sweat oozed from the corners of his forehead.

Sun Flame Burst is a very powerful spell, but because of this, its consumption is also extremely amazing, and in order to rescue Salorian, the instantaneous shapeshifting and shadow change increases his mana burden. Not everyone has the same strong recovery ability as Lanlos, not to mention that Sorenia itself is already in his twilight years.

"Old thing, I will make you not want to live, you can't die!" Before he could catch his breath, a crazy hoarse voice suddenly exploded in his ears, and the surprise made the corners of Solania's eyes tremble violently, and the magic surged at the same moment, and with the flash of white light, his figure disappeared straight in place.

Rumble!

A stout void arrow roared from front of it, slamming into the place where Sorenia had been standing, and the black-purple dark streamer exploded in an instant, and the stone pillars, walls, and floors it touched all fell apart with the roar.

Ahead, Sataire's figure reappeared. The tattered robe exposed a large area of spring light, but her naked skin was scorched and festered in large areas, which was not enough to arouse the slightest desire of others. Coupled with the fact that her hair and eyebrows were almost completely incinerated, I am afraid that no one would have been able to identify her if it were not for the presence of Ursales.

The rapid breathing could tell Sattel's embarrassment, but that didn't mean she had lost the ability to resist. The evil power brought her not only a change in appearance and strength, but more importantly, a strong physical fitness that allowed her to fill her weaknesses as a spellcaster to the greatest extent.

For spell masters who are proficient in teleportation spells, they usually leave the battlefield and recover as soon as they finish casting a spell that consumes a lot like Sun Flameburst, but the current situation does not allow Sorenia to fight according to the past routine.

Despite his mental exhaustion, he chose to continue attacking.

Flashing behind Sataire, Sorenia raised her finger again. However, Satelle is not an ignorant hellhound, she does not make mistakes again and again and gives the other person more opportunities.

Turning immediately, Satier picked up the Reaper against the wind, and with a cold magic appeared in the space, a terrifying demonic skull suddenly appeared in front of it, and as it opened its large mouth full of fangs, a terrible and shrill cry thundered through Sorenia's eardrums.

The howls of terror not only tortured his hearing, but also dealt a powerful blow to his spirit, causing a look of horror to flash over Sorenia's face irrepressibly. Although the state of fear was only for a moment, it successfully interrupted his spell at a critical moment.

The routing magic poured into her body mercilessly, and Sorenia frowned suddenly, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted straight out of her mouth, but this was not the end.

Like a terrible ghost roaring from the depths of hell, Satelle chanted the incantation with almost all his strength, and seeing that the other party took advantage of the gap between his own magic counterattack to counterattack, Solania immediately opened his mouth and shouted: "Bastard, don't look, do it quickly!"

The other party's words made Satel stunned, but before she could react, a terrible sound of breaking the air came to her ears from top to bottom.

Poof!

The crisp tearing sound suddenly resounded throughout the space, making the scalp tingling and causing Satel unimaginable pain.

"Ah!!h

In an instant, a shrill wail rose into the sky, and an emerald green lightning spear pierced through Sataire's shoulder blades. Blessed with the power of destruction, the Thunderbolt Spear succeeded in leaving a large charred void in the heart of Sataire.

As if all her strength had been drained at this moment, Ereda Demon's screams came to an abrupt halt, and like a puppet that had lost its string, it fell to the ground softly, and the sticky brown-green blood completely soaked the shattered floor beneath her in the blink of an eye.

Clearly capturing his masterpiece, Lanlos in the sky let out a long sigh of relief, and then his wings slowly vibrated and landed lightly in front of Sorenia.

"Ha, it looks like I saved your life. Withdrawing the demonic energy that lingered in his body, an irrepressible smile appeared on Lanros's sickly pale cheeks, and with the natural beauty of the elf, he looked like a well-behaved boy next door.

But in his eyes, the emerald green streamer could not fade. Fortunately, Sorenia did not pay attention to him at the moment.

"Really?" Unsure of whether to herself or inquiring, Sorenia frowned, paused, and then walked cautiously towards Ereda lying in a pool of blood.

Seeing this, Lan Luo showed a helpless look, and then slowly shook his head. Satel is just a legend, strictly speaking, she is still a mortal, mortal, there will be weaknesses.

The heart, like the brain, is at the heart of the demon's bodily function, and is indispensable unless it is driven by magic like the undead......

Wait, the undead......

The smile on his face froze instantly, and Lanlos immediately took a step forward, his mouth just opening to remind Solania, but it was too late.

Whew—

A terrible and long howl suddenly sounded, as if it were close at hand, but yet as if it were far away, and the spirit of Lanlos seemed to sink into the stormy sea at this moment, and the waves that went forward and followed beat him into the turbulent bottom of the sea again and again.

The more I fall into my body, the more I can't extricate myself.

At the same time, the cold magic climbed up his body, and the translucent white streamers kept churning and shuttling on him, bringing him heart-rending pain at the same time, but also constantly changing the image of a hideous demon.

Haunted by ghosts, the most representative spell of the necromantic faction, while giving the recipient a sharp pain in the heart, while eating away at the soul of the recipient step by step, evil, powerful but difficult to resist.

"Lanlos?!" The screams from behind him made Sorenia turn her head for the first time, obviously, although she was hard-mouthed, Solania still had feelings for this student she had taught by herself. Kranros didn't think of being moved in the slightest, his ten fingers were almost embedded in the hard floor due to excessive force, and scarlet blood continued to spill from his fingertips, mixed with dust and mud, leaving a series of conspicuous and hideous marks.

But even so, he still couldn't resist the pain that seemed to tear himself apart, and when he opened his mouth, the terrible screams could always break out first.

Luckily, Sorenia saw him like this, and finally sensed the crisis, but unfortunately, it was too late.

Poof—

At this moment, the scarlet blood completely submerged Lan Luos's sight. As if time had stood still in this instant, Lanlos suddenly realized that the pain was gone.

No, it should be said, a much stronger mental shock masked the pain. But what kind of impact can cover up the spells of a legendary spellcaster?