Above, there is a dome as open as the sky, different from the regular glass dome, the whole hall is closed except for a few inconspicuous passages. But despite the lack of windows and glass, the green candles that dotted the halls brought a bright and eerie glow.

In the center of the hall was an open space without any furnishings, and the only thing that could arouse interest was the huge and intricate pattern that covered the entire floor.

No, it's not so much a pattern, it's a magic array?

At the end of the staircase, a zigzag staircase is the only way leading to the top, but the narrow and dark passage at the end of the staircase gives people a vague sense of unease and weirdness. At the same time, there is a downward staircase below the center of the staircase, but the forward position is separated by a heavy gate, which is really not easy to spot without looking closely.

Gul'dan stood silently in the middle of the hall, and his subordinates, who couldn't contain their curiosity, searched every corner.

"Your Excellency. The heavy footsteps approached quickly, causing the contemplative warlock to slowly turn his head, "The mission is complete." (Elf, got the elf!)"

Gugar stepped out of the way, letting the spider demons behind him drag a dozen or so wriggling spider silks forward.

"Good. The warlock's face didn't fluctuate much, after all, it was just a small team, and if they couldn't even do this thing, then these demonic minions would lose their value.

"No, it's not enough. A very oppressive aura surrounded Gul'dan at this moment, and as he frowned, the voice came again, "And the fish that slipped through the net, Gul'dan." If your ability to do things is so perfunctory, then there is nothing to talk about between us. ”

The warlock pursed his lips, looking a little impatient: "It's just one or two fish that slipped through the net, and I have a way to fill this gap." ”

"I said, it's a test of your abilities. However, if you choose to give up, I won't say anything more. ”

"I'm already here, just because of a few elves, you let me give up?" the warlock sneered, and was about to arrange for his subordinates to leave immediately, but was stopped by the maniacal laughter of the voice.

"Then you're in luck, I can feel it, they're approaching. ”

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Several ugly-looking Hellhounds raced around the temple like tireless machines. Just as they were about to finish a new lap, the hound in the lead suddenly stuck its forelimbs into the ground and forced itself to stop.

Ho ho!

The hound flicked its tentacles and kept sniffing for something on the ground.

"Don't stop, get moving, the elves will come back to rescue their companions, and don't let them slip in!" the orc warlock who followed behind flicked his whip and cursed viciously at the 'lazy' hounds.

At the urging of the overseer, the Hellhounds had to run wildly again.

It wasn't long before the barren area finally fell silent.

"Are they all gone?" a shadow in the corner shuddered suddenly.

"It should be. Lanloth whispered, but he didn't take the opportunity to move forward, "Judging from the orc's words just now, our whereabouts should have been exposed, and if we continue to break in, I'm afraid it's ...... waiting for us."

It also proves that they are alive. Wen Lesa had obviously guessed what he was thinking, and glanced at him silently, actually stepping out of the invisible range of illusion disguise.

How could Lan Luos not know what she was thinking: "Grandma, I didn't say no, what are you doing?"

After sighing, Lanlos raised his hand and threw an invisible one at Wen Lesa's body: "It's just right, let's go separately, I'll go attract their attention, you take advantage of the chaos to sneak in, if there is any accident, remember to tear open the scroll I gave you immediately." ”

The figure that had appeared in the air for less than a second disappeared again under the cover of the spell, and Lanlos didn't hear a response, so he couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, and without saying anything, he turned around and walked towards the orc outpost.

Looking at her invisible body, Wen Lesa quietly turned her head, looked at the air behind her, and whispered in a voice that only she could hear, "Thank you." ”

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A few minutes later, the temple door.

The hellhound, who was still prostrate on the ground enjoying this moment of leisure, suddenly opened his eyes, tensed his whole body, and roared and glared ahead.

The orc warlock originally wanted to be appeased, but the air in the position of the hound's gaze suddenly distorted.

Bang bang!

Two loud bangs pierced the sky in a row, and the orcs and hounds who had not had time to react fell to the ground at the same time, and the two bloody heads couldn't bear to look at each other directly.

Ahead, Lanlos held a Delaney musket with a muzzle of smoke pouring out, and let the sea breeze stir his sideburns.

Sagrete is a good assistant, not only can help Lanloth teleport quickly, but his powerful enemy seeking and analysis abilities give Lanloth extremely terrifying strain and precision.

However, this did not help Lanlos cover up the gunfire.

The disturbed orcs and demons swarmed around, and Lanlos did not hurry, but raised his hand, only to hear a crisp sound, the barrel of the gun flipped over, and two hot bullet casings popped out. At the same time, the Mage's Hand pulled two brand-new shotguns from his fanny pack and stuffed them into it.

Boom!

The smooth upward movement shocked the fastest orcs, and they immediately raised their hands to support their shields without thinking about it.

However, Lanlos didn't even look at them, and fired two shots in quick succession to kill the hellhounds who rushed forward desperately. With no threat from the hounds at close range, the mage grinned wildly, his right hand raised over his shoulder, pointing straight to the sky.

The warlocks were shocked, and subconsciously looked up at the sky, as if they wanted to be prepared to evade and protect the spell as soon as it took effect. But what puzzled them was that the sky was still dark, and there was no change in the slightest. The only difference was that a bright red glimmer was reflected at the edge of their line of sight.

This is, the light from under your feet!

Airplanes~!

The scorching air caused the air to expand rapidly, and there was an eerie soft sound from the violent collision and squeezing. Then, roaring flames rose from the ground, engulfing large swaths of orcs and demons in an instant.

Before the others could recover from their companion's mournful wails, the staff floating beside the elf moved forward slightly.

Boom ——!

Another smaller firestorm swept in.

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Wen Lesa pressed against the wall, carefully navigating the dimly lit corridor. The guards passed by her from time to time, but due to the commotion outside the main entrance, they were unable to spot the ranger who was covered up by low-level magic.

However, the Ranger did not let up, and from the moment she approached the tomb, the unspeakable oppression and intimidation almost encroached on her. If it weren't for the voices of her approaching elven companions, she probably wouldn't have been able to muster up the courage to move on.

Finally, the vision in front of me widened.

To the Ranger's chauffeur, there was only a rickety warlock and a stupid two-headed ogre in front of him. Her companions, as for them, were wrapped in cobwebs, haphazardly stacked in the center of the hall like cheap goods.

The other orcs must have been attracted by the commotion outside, right?

Hiding in the corner, Winlessa slowly pulled the bowstring.

"If I were you, I would have run away at this time. Gul'dan didn't look back, but the botched Salasian language revealed a shocking deterrent.

Before she had time to think about it, Winlessa let go of the arrow feathers.

The arrows roared away with lightning speed, approaching the back of the warlock's head almost in the blink of an eye. However, just before the cluster of arrows was about to pierce the warlock's hood and skull, a huge palm blocked its path.

Burst!

The cluster of arrows pierced through the ogre's palm, stuck between the gaps in the metacarpal bones.

The sharp pain made Gugar's two heads show a look of surprise at the same time: "Good strength, you can actually cause damage to me after penetrating the protection, you are indeed a little different from these elves." ”

"Is this the capital you have to break into here alone?" said Gul'dan with an approving smile, "Unfortunately, your arrogance will bury you in the end. ”

Dark magic rose from the ground, and in the open hall, the howling winds of destruction roamed through every corner with impunity.

A powerful aura swarmed in, and the deadly threat caused Wen Lesa's pupils to shrink violently, and she escaped from the shadows without thinking about it.

Rumble!

The pitch-black meteor crashed into the Ranger's position, and the surging inky wave wiped out everything in range.

Hand of Gul'dan, a warlock's own magic that blends shadow and evil powers, despite his hubris, is undeniably powerful enough to sustain his ambitions!