"Fergus! no!" With a crisp birdsong, Lanlos forced the landing bird to rush into the burning village. The fireball technique converged in his hand at the fastest speed in his life, and the violently swaying flames were not known to be due to anger or pain.

Boom!

The hellhound, obsessed with biting flesh, had no idea that he would be attacked, and the fireball blasted through the flesh so hard that even the ribs were clearly visible.

"No!Fergus, wake up!" Almost falling directly from the bird's back, Lanlos didn't care about the dirt and blood on his body, he hugged Fergus's broken body tightly in his arms, his eyes trembling and dilating unconsciously......

His body trembled violently, and his pleading voice was filled with despair and sorrow: "Please...... Wake up......"

The flames were reflected in his blue eyes, and the scenes of the past were burned and torn apart.

The pain is indescribable, as if it was himself who was bitten by the hound, and it was piercing.

Lanlos hugged the old man's gradually cold body, and warm tears slowly slipped from the corners of his eyes, mixed with blood and dust, and fell on the muddy red earth.

He lived on the land for so long......

Impulse is the devil, and Lanlos saves a corpse, but instead sends himself into a circle of trolls and demons.

In the original situation, rational evacuation was the right choice. But Lanlos is very similar to Ilana, he is not a person who relies entirely on reason to judge right and wrong, and he has no way to watch Fergus, who treats him like a relative, being treated as dog food, let alone as if he did not see it......

Pain, anger or hatred? Whatever the reason, he rejected Solace's offer, he chose the most dangerous way, otherwise, for the rest of his life, he would not find any reason to forgive himself!

Of course, even if he did, he still couldn't be forgiven.

Trolls are the first humanoid creatures to appear in Azeroth, and are native to the natives, while demons come from the Warped Void and are invaders destined to destroy Azeroth. Although the two sides cannot be called enemies to the death, they can never become friends.

But now, they are all in the same boat, in this remote village. Undoubtedly, it has nothing to do with itself.

As if burning blue eyes surrounded him, Lanloth laughed to himself, the bitter smell quickly spreading as scarlet teardrops fell. Suddenly, a green streamer flashed in his eyes.

'Anger?'

In the depths of my mind, a deep voice surged like rolling thunder. For a short period of doubt, Lanlos didn't have the heart to delve into it, only felt that his chest suddenly became suffocated, as if a raging flame was surging and expanding in it, but he couldn't get catharsis.

'Accept, my strength...... Revenge!'

As if a thunderclap sounded in his head, Lanloth let out a low roar of pain, and under the impact of this deep soul, he subconsciously touched the green crystal floating alone in the corner.

That's, Sagrit's Keystone!

"Damn! Lance, where are you?!" Behind him, a familiar call interrupted Ranros's move, and the latter suddenly came to his senses, and he was stunned as he looked at the salivating monsters around him.

These demons, why don't they attack?

However, the question mark was only fleeting in his mind, and Irana's wail and Solace's roar made his heart beat to a halt in an instant.

Turning her head, she saw the innocent elf girl blocking Solace's back, a spear piercing through her chest.

"No!" Solace's trembling voice was heartbreaking as she watched the girl collapse to the ground. However, under the attack of the enemy, it is even a luxury to even take a look!

"I'm going to slaughter you!" kicked Amani troll out of his way, and while he was on his back, Solace slashed his cutlass through his throat, and with the sound of the cloth tearing, an ugly head was shot into the sky with a column of blood.

If it was one-on-one, Lanlos had absolutely reason to believe that this ranger had the strength to defeat the enemy, but this was a war, not a gladiatorial fight.

The pitch-black streamer was clearly visible even in the dark night, and Lanlos wanted to warn, but it was destined to be too late.

Solace was raising his scimitar to slash the troll in front of him when the black light touched his back and disappeared into it instantly. Almost at the same time, the scimitar in his hand suddenly became as heavy as a mountain, and Solace's whole body was bruised and he couldn't bear such a weight, and he couldn't react for a while, he was actually crushed to the ground by his own weapon?

Cursed of Weakness, these Dark Pine Trolls don't just deal with demons.

Seeing the enemy fall, Amani Troll immediately roared and swung his spear, intending to crucify him directly to the ground, just like the woman just now......

Syllable!

Instead, a long black whip slammed into him, and the shadow power tore through the flesh, causing the troll to wail and retreat with a pain that penetrated deep into his soul.

"Reckless, this elf is of greater use to us alive. Alyssa glanced disdainfully at the Amani warriors who were trembling under her whip, and then smiled seductively at the dead Solace, "I just appreciate the feelings of you mortals. ”

"Do you want to save him?" Solace's godless eyes finally sparkled with a glimmer of light as Elisa's slender fingers looked at him with remorse. What brilliance? Let Lanlos run away, or is he angry at the latter's recklessness?

I'm afraid only he can know......

"Yes, that's it, hate. I love your expression. Covering her lips and chuckling, Alyssa swung her whip around the other man's neck, dragging him forward with great ease, getting closer and closer to Lanloth's position.

"Do you know that the soul hidden in this shell is a demon!" Alyssa's smile grew even more hideous, pointing at Lanloth, "He has betrayed the Burning Legion against the will of his master, and now, he has brought destruction to your homeland!"

"Look at it all. Pointing to the raging flames around him, the succubus's voice gradually appeared to cry, and tears flowed, as if he really regretted Lanlos's 'crime', "It's him, it's all caused by him!"

With a swing of the whip forward, Solace's body fell like rags beside Lanros, the skin on his neck had been torn open with large and small scarlet scars, and shadows and evil energy invaded his body along the blood, gradually eating away at his life.

"Really, is that you?" Solace struggled to his feet despite the severe pain all over his body, grabbing Lanros by the collar, "Tell me, is what she said true?"

How else can you say it, nodding in acknowledgement, or laboriously explaining?

There was no reply, Lanlos just quietly looked at Solace, and calmly looked at the eyes that were about to burn.

Apparently, Solace got the answer.

"Hah, haha......" laughed maniacally, Solace's scarlet eyes almost dripping blood.

Just as Lanlos was about to speak, the Ranger grabbed him by the shoulders, and even though he was under the curse of weakness, his fingertips still pierced deep into his skin: "Whoever you are, whatever you are, if you admit that you are Lance, no! Lanloth! Please, kill them! Kill them no matter what you give!"

Tears flowed rampantly across the retired ranger's face, pain, sadness, and from such a distance, Lanlos seemed to be able to smell the smell of this emotion, the smell of despair......

Poof!

While the elven boy was stunned, Solace plunged the scimitar into his chest, swift and deadly.

"I, I'm never going to be, monster puppet, Lanros......" Sticky blood gushed out of his mouth, and it took Lanloth a long time to hear his vague words, "It must be ...... Revenge ......"

Almost at the same time, the muffled thunder in my head came out again.

'So ......'

"What are you thinking about right now?"

Revenge?

Revenge!

Wow!

A hurricane suddenly surged around, and the air around it seemed to be fearing something in the center, and they were fleeing for their lives!

Like a cold wind from Northrend blowing through everyone's bodies, the Amani trolls led by Tregra couldn't help but shiver, and they all turned their eyes to the middle of the group of warlocks and demon minions. There, Kergash and his succubus showed exactly the same smile, a triumphant smile.

Uninterested in the changes in the outside world, Lanlos reached out and closed Solace's eyes, muttering in a low voice as if talking to himself, "As you wish." ”

Bite!

In the depths of his soul, the summoned green crystal emitted a light sound of joy, and a faint evil power quickly poured out of it.

I saw that Lanloth's palm covering the Ranger's eyes suddenly bloomed with a green streamer, like a small snake, and a cloud of smoke slipped into the latter's skin.

'Yes, that's it, food, power, ......'

As the elven boy took a deep breath, Solace's body began to shrink and decay at a rate visible to the naked eye.

More and more dazzling evil energy seemed to pour into Lanloth's body, flesh and blood cheering, soul roaring, and power began to emerge from the depths of the internal organs.

A green flame ignited in his eyes, and with the help of evil power, he clearly saw Solace's soul leave his body and vanish as it ascended.

Rumble!

With a scorching gust of air surging from around Lanloth, the vast evil energy ignited clusters of emerald green flames on his body, swaying and rising in the wind, as if the breath that could burn everything sounded the siren in everyone's hearts.

"What are you doing?!" Tregra, who was collecting the loot, turned his head and saw that Kergash was leaving the village with a group of demonic minions, and he immediately shouted, but was quickly attracted by the burning green elf.

"Oh, shit!"