"Elodor?" Maladal's eyes suddenly widened, and his disbelief made him even subconsciously say to himself, "How come, that guy, is actually back here?"

On the side, Soul Bound Niami's brows furrowed, and her fingers, wrapped in shadowy light, quietly made a few gestures that were different from the others.

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Leaving the square, Ossar did not return to his resting place as he had just said, but walked into Hataru's hospital room without anyone noticing.

However, in the next moment, his calm demeanor completely collapsed, and his eyes were as wide as two huge light bulbs.

How so, like this?

The pitch-black streamers clinged to the floors and walls of the entire room, and the attending priests, physician apprentices, and guards were bound tightly by the slime-covered black tentacles. The floor, the walls, and even the ceiling left their embarrassed figures, and the moment Ossar raised his foot to enter the door, more than a dozen embarrassed and angry eyes for help converged on him very closely.

"Woo ......"

The draenei, who struggled violently, kept letting out this inexplicable howl, as for the reason. Everyone was gagged by a fist-thick tentacle, and the mucus sealed their mouths like glue.

Without any preparation, Ossar raised his hand and pointed forward, and the invisible power suddenly exploded in the center of the room, and everywhere he went, those densely growing pitch-black tentacles immediately disappeared.

Instantly disarming the magic, and removing all the shadow magic without any residue, although Osar's main duty is to deal with government affairs, it is undeniable, as an archbishop, his strength is absolutely unwatered.

"What the hell is going on?" Ossar's voice was mixed with anger, because he felt that Hataru, lying on the hospital bed, his soul, was gone!

"It's the murderer!" On the side, Pastor Delaney finally spat out a mouth full of slime, but felt the fishy smell that seemed to linger forever, and immediately complained with a terrible cry, "He defiled this place, insulted us, and even touched the soul of the archbishop......"

"Bastard!" Ossar immediately brushed his sleeves away. Ranloth, shouldn't you have fled far away with Delaney's attention?Why, why are you still in Elodor?!

Anger grows unbridled in the heart, restless magic whips up a real storm at Ossar's feet, and the devastating threat makes the dust and mud on the ground tremble.

Ossar spread his palms, and the next moment, a fire of evil energy filled with the aura of destruction burst into it, and the blurred vision continued to distort in it, finally merging into the form of a white-haired elf.

You're killing yourself......

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In the northern highlands of Elodor, the highest in the entire hilly region, Delaney built a large platform that was not only used as a daily platform for daily prayers, but also for a convenient overlook of the town.

Lanloth was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the platform at the moment, holding a dark purple crystal with a faint streamer in his hand. Soul shards are the last of the power that warlocks skilled in shadow and soul spells draw from the bodies of dead creatures. Aside from its different properties, it doesn't work much different from something like a mana crystal, but it can be used not only as an energy supply, but also as a greedy demon.

Compared to the regular soul fragments, the crystal in Lanloth's hand was obviously much more complete, and he could even faintly hear some creature whispering from it.

"Ah, you're finally here. With his pointed ears twitching suddenly, Lanlos turned his head and looked at the archbishop with a gloomy face, smiling brightly, as if he were some friend he hadn't seen for years.

"You must have followed its breath to find this place, right?" said Lanros as he kicked the corpse of the strange creature at his feet. Like a round sarcoma with dense tentacles, its dark skin was covered with fine cracks and spikes, and the large mouth and one-eyed that spanned half of the head were tightly closed, and brownish-green blood continued to spill through the cracks.

The Eye Demon, because of his powerful perception and superior intelligence, is a very troublesome and cunning rival, and is also the most favored assistant demon servant of most warlocks.

"It seems that I guessed correctly, the command technique on my body, and the soul that imprisoned Hataru, should be your black hand, right?"

"I don't know what you're talking nonsense. Osal didn't show the slightest emotion, his whole expression was terrifyingly calm.

"Don't worry, I picked a place where no one is around. Shaking the soul fragment in his hand in a conspicuous manner, the smile on Lanros's face gradually turned cold, "Come, tell me, why did you, who are obviously the mayor of Shattrath, betray the Draenei? ”

"Hmph, so that's what you're going back to Elodor?, pouring dirty water on me as archbishop?" Ossar laughed, his fake smile full of disdain and sarcasm, "You're a little too stupid. ”

The curvature of the corners of his mouth narrowed slightly, and Lan Luos couldn't help but pout: "It's already come to this point, you're really hard-mouthed." ”

"Without further ado, hand over Hataru's soul!" Assar stretched out his hand, and Ossar's whole temperament became as sharp as a blade, "Maybe I can spare your life." ”

"Also, let me live to contain the attention of the Delaney, it will be more convenient for you and the master behind you to act, right?" The other party's refusal to admit guilt made Lanlos also feel troubled, and while using words to stimulate, he also quietly gathered magic power, "But I want to ask, Kilgardan, do you really value you?"

Unexpectedly, this guy knows so much, could it be that he is really a prophet too?

The moment the other party mentioned that name, Osar's immobile demeanor finally changed, but before Lanlos could be happy, the majestic arcane aura quickly converged on his outstretched palm: "Stubborn fool!"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen arcane missiles appeared out of thin air, whistling and rushing towards the unsuspecting elven mage.

Knock Knock Knock –

A dozen dull crashes echoed through the high ground, and by the time the lilac arcane brilliance had dissipated, Ranros appeared unscathed in Osar's sight. Although his aim was to induce the latter to confess his crimes, Ranros did not arrogantly assume that the other party would follow his own ideas.

Before Ossar arrived, he had used all the protective spells and scrolls he could cast on himself.

However, this archbishop's attainments in arcane arts are really amazing, and with a silent six-ring spell, he can almost dissolve more than half of the shields on his body.

It must be clarified here that the same protective spell cannot exist in multiple forms on the same recipient at the same time. The same sequence of spells will merge with each other due to a perfect fit, and then because the spell nodes of a single spell cannot withstand the excess mana, the excess will be directly discharged after charging the node.

In other words, if you apply the same protection spell to the same target, only the one with better protection will remain.

The only protections that Lanloth can effectively protect against the arcane barrage are shielding, energy damage resistance, protective energy, and the enchantment on the necklace. Under Osar's blow, less than half of the energy remained except for the necklace, and the rest burst with a bang!

Of course, he didn't sit still and wait to be beaten, and almost at the same time as the arcane barrage ended, the scarlet flames kept jumping on his face. Soon, fine flaming scales covered his skin, and he took a deep breath as the dragon's phantom loomed over his head.

The explosion and roar were like the roar of a dragon that shook the heavens and the earth, and the columnar flames ignited the air, engulfing Ossar's position mercilessly.

Without stopping, Ranros, who had emptied all the hot air in his lungs, raised his hands again, and the pulsating arcane energy once again weaved intricate and delicate patterns under his control.

Airplanes!

"I am so saddened by your incompetence. The brilliance of the flashing spell suddenly appeared in a clearing not far away, holding another arcane barrage in his hand, and Ossar immediately raised his hand to throw it at the other party.

"Really?" the corners of his mouth curled up in a cold arc, and Lanros didn't even look at the other party.

A violent crisis struck him, and Ossar interrupted the spell with astonishing speed, pulling out the runic sword at his waist.

Rumble!

Another Dragon's Breath?

Despite halving the power, the massive pillar of flames still left a scorched black trail on the platform.

At the same time, Elunis, who was still haunting a little bit of Mars, floated to Lanloth's side.