Darkness fell silently on the sky of the Aranca Peaks, and the Terok Crow's Nest was darkened by the dense canopy.

The gathering place lit braziers one after another, the orange firelight dispelled the oppression of the night, and groups of Terokari Claw Guards patrolled the streets back and forth, their refined armor reflecting a palpitating glow in the firelight.

Greeted by scrutinizing and wary gazes, Ranros, led by Reshad, returned to the front of the altar again.

"Because of the previous differences of opinion, the last Terok relic has been kept with me, and I have to say, you came at a good time. Under the reflection of the black and purple light of the circle, Ryshard's face looked very gloomy. Later, the collector took out an old and broken bracelet from his bosom.

"Without further ado, Reshard, Eskar will soon perceive our intentions, and we must hurry. A crowclaw priest urged the Tibetan scrollers in an impatient tone. The latter nodded, walked briskly forward, and placed the bracelet on the scarecrow's arm.

"Lance, stand here when you're ready, and we'll begin the ritual in no time. Turning around, Ryshad said, pointing to the abrupt circle at the edge of the circle.

After a quick review of the reminder Reshad had given him, and after making sure he was ready, Lanloth took a deep breath and stepped into the circle.

"We don't have much time, you have to hurry. ”

"I try my best to ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the black-purple circle suddenly bloomed with brilliant brilliance, and the flames on the candles around him burned as if they were poured with gasoline, and a majestic dark magic power rose from the ground, drowning Lanros and the straw men in front of him in an instant.

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Everything was gray, like a thin sheet of cloth covered by the eyes, and the surrounding scenery was like a reflection in the water, and it was impossible to see it at all. The only thing that can be clearly seen is the tall and noble figure not far ahead.

Feeling this unreality for the second time, Lanloth knew that he had stepped into the Shadow Realm.

The tall body is covered with dense and supple feathers, the withered fingers of the wingtips tightly hold two narrow scimitars like fangs, the delicate and light armor covers the whole body, the sharp fingertip pendants and decorations are constantly fluttering because of the light wind coming from nowhere, and the subtle sound of metal colliding seems to be close to the distance, making the atmosphere of the whole scene extremely oppressive.

With plump wings and a tall posture, he looks like a high-ranking crow man on the top of Tongtian Peak, but the difference is that his feathers and armor are darker than the night sky.

"Stranger, I saw your performance at the foot of Babel Peak, and I was always looking forward to expecting that I would meet a warrior like you, but I didn't expect it to be so soon. Without any movement, Tyrok stood there like this, but an inexplicable pressure hit Lanloth's mind like a storm.

Tyroc

Medium-sized humanoids

Health: 73%

Mana: 84%

Spiritual: 77%

Strength 19, Agility 24, Intelligence 22, Constitution 18, Perception 24, Charisma 29

The first time he got the other party's attributes, Lan Luos's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly. As he thought, despite his years of cultivation in the Shadow Realm, Tyrok still did not regain the power of his heyday.

Judging from the panel alone, he does not have a single stat that reaches 30, which means that the current Tyrok does not have legendary combat power.

However, Sagret's detection function has limitations, and the attribute panel it gives is only the Luo outfit attribute of the target removal equipment and other factors. The twin knives that shone with a dazzling cold light, and the equipment that imprinted the arcane charm, didn't look like anything ordinary.

However, even so, the opponent's attributes still showed absolute suppression of Lanlos, especially the agility of up to 24. Coupled with the rich combat experience of the King of Claws, intuitively speaking, the opponent is not inferior to Aurelia in terms of speed, dodge and reflexes!

And the intellect, perception and charm of the foul, is this guy a mage, a shaman, a battle thief, and a dark herd?!

Ahem, maybe that's the case......

Combined with the memories, Lanlos seems to have discovered an incredible fact.

Even the strength attribute is not much different from his transformed self, to say that he is tough, with the strength of Lanlos himself, the victory rate is really miserable.

"Don't be nervous, stranger. "Transcendent perception is not only manifested in affinity with the elements and the void, but also allows Teroka to easily detect the small movements of Lanloth, "The Tibetan Scroller was right in his thoughts, although under the arms of Ansu, I gradually suppressed the crazy curse, but I cannot guarantee that I will remain consistent in the material plane. ”

"And if something goes wrong, the blow will be devastating for the entire Raven race, and I don't want the mistakes of the past to be repeated. ”

"But don't expect me to stay, if you want to win my favor, you have to show your value. ”

Holding Elunis tightly, Lanlos glanced at the protective spell on his body that had already been cast in advance, and his nervousness relaxed slightly: "Yes, how?"

"Haha, of course it's ......" The scimitar in the reverse grip suddenly jumped, clinging tightly to the wings, only to hear a hazy sound of breaking wind, the tall figure had disappeared from Lanlos's sight, "Go all out, defeat me!"

Frost Nova!

The cold wind centered on Lanloth and violently swept across the surrounding land, thin ice crystals drawing an irregular solid circle under his feet. As for the air, transparent crystals fluttered slowly, like snowflakes in a winter night.

Five meters away, Tyrok happened to stand at the maximum range of the Frost Nova, scraping the ice crystals off the feathers of his arm with his blade, and his face showed a long-lost eagerness: "Good reflexes, even in my heyday, you will be a fierce opponent to be taken seriously." ”

"That's a real pleasure. "That's right, but Ranros really couldn't be happy.

Why do agile enemies become a spellcaster's nightmare? Not only because they are fast enough to kill the caster in one hit before they attack and defend, but more importantly, their superior reflexes make them highly likely to dodge the ripple before the spell takes effect.

Just like now, although he couldn't see clearly, at the same time as activating the spell, Lanlos could even feel the tearing sensation of the blade scraping against his cheek. However, achieving near-perfect circumvention in this short period of time is tricky......

"Are you there, distracted?" the blade of the blade made a perfect arc in the air, and with the swing of the King of Claws, it approached the elven mage like a bright waning moon.

When?

Before he had time to think about it, Lanloth grabbed the staff of the Dharma Protector and stepped forward.

While!

The metal collided violently, and a crisp sound erupted that lasted for a long time under the night sky. However, this is just the beginning for Lanlos.

The silent wind struck again, and Teroka had no intention of stopping, and another scimitar was aimed at his lower plate under the cover of his wings.

Is it over?

A hideous smile flashed across Lanloth's face at the Talon King's confident and slightly regretful expression, and then, a purple flame suddenly burst into flames on his staff!

In Tyrok's opinion, the other party's slow squirming movements like a snail suddenly accelerated. Ranros's left leg lifted before it was severed by the blade, and he kicked him hard at the wrist that was swinging the knife. Although he didn't get out of his hand as Lan Los expected, this kick successfully interrupted the opponent's attack, and without saying a word, he immediately took the opportunity to jump backwards, quickly closing the distance between him and the enemy.

Letting the other party get away, a self-deprecating look appeared on Tyrok's face. He still underestimated this outsider too much.

Although the anti-grip weapon can make it difficult for the enemy to judge the angle of the knife, because there is no threat of sharp weapons and gauntlet protection in the front, it is easy to be attacked by the enemy head-on in a battle with a small difference in speed.

However, there is not much difference in speed?

Seeing that the other party was looking at him with a puzzled gaze, the smile on Lan Luos's face couldn't stop, and he hurriedly shook his staff as if showing off: "I don't have any housekeeping skills, are you really here to give away people's heads?"

"I see. His gaze rested on the handle of the staff, and when he saw the spell scrolls that were rolled on it, Tyrok suddenly understood.

Cat's Grace, a two-ring spell scroll that increases the recipient's agility by 4 points in a matter of minutes. In the state of not being in the same state, Lanloth only has a pitiful 16 agility, but with the blessing of this spell, he can also enter a state of extraordinary agility in a short period of time.

Coupled with Tyrok's light enemies, it is not difficult to break out of danger.

"Hehe, it looks like I'm going to have to be serious. Flicking his kicked wrist, the King of Talon leaned slightly, ready to launch a thunderous attack.

In the face of this silent threat, Lanlos simply raised his staff with one hand and pointed forward, and then swiped his other hand over the staff.

Scold!

"It's ......"

Purple magic fire nearly set half of the staff on fire, and the intricate and diverse spells whistled a howling wind that rattled Lanros's torn robes.

"My lines!"