Chinese In the dim and empty corridor, regular and subtle footsteps gradually approached. In the middle of the room at the end of the hallway, the man who was bound by countless complex spells struggled to open his eyes.

The turquoise blue color seems to encompass the clear sky, but a touch of gloom destroys this beauty. Luckily, the gloom didn't come from her, but from the array of magic on the floor that was constantly pressing her.

The footsteps suddenly stopped, and in the blink of an eye, a gray-haired elven mage was standing in the doorway, the candles on the walls on either side barely illuminating his face. Although the dark blindfold obscured most of it, the look of surprise was still very obvious.

"Terrey!"

Hearing someone shouting her name, the girl who was bound in the center of the room by the magic circle slowly raised her head, her tired expression and intermittent weak breathing looked very pitiful.

"Danger! Get out of here...... Ahh

Luckily, the full set of runic light armor on Terley withstood most of the damage. And through the dimmer rune streamer on it, it is not difficult to find that she has tried to break free more than once, but she has never been able to do so.

To be able to imprison a high-level blue dragon, what will it be......

Without having time to think about it, Lan Luo quickly glanced at the layout of the method array, and then with a movement of his mind, the staff of the protector behind him gathered a powerful magic power that could not be ignored in the blink of an eye.

"Why be so careless when you know there's a risk?"

A low, hoarse voice seemed to come from the graveyard, hollow, unforgiving, colder than a machine, and at the same time, more dangerous.

His brain erupted in a sharp alarm at this moment, but Lanlos didn't realize that there was anyone else behind him until the other party's voice came, so he didn't have time to evade it.

Like countless bees flying from all directions, the unbearable humming sound instantly surrounded him, Lanlos only felt that the strength of his body seemed to be drained at this moment, and the irresistible tiredness swept through his entire brain like a tide.

Poof!

Without any chance to resist at all, Lanlos went limp, and fell straight to the ground. In the blurring of vision, a rickety figure was silently approaching from the shadowy corner behind him, like a ghost.

How could it be, there are still people?

For a long time, Sagret's excellent detection capabilities have never disappointed Lanlos, and it is because of the label Goldfinger that he has an almost blind trust in the function of the Sagrit's Keystone. After making sure that Terré was the only one in the entire area, he subconsciously let go of all his defenses.

However, Keystone's abilities are unique in all of Azeroth, so how did this person dodge it?

Unless......

Under the pressure of the sleep technique, Lan Luos's confused thoughts could not make a complete inference, and as the footsteps in his ears became more and more distant, the purple light under the guardian vision gradually dimmed.

"You didn't have to die here, but ......" The old butler, who was shrouded in cold magic, came to Lanlos's side, and looked at the other party for a long time with his eyes hidden in the hood, as if he was sorry, as if he was reluctant.

However, his movements did not appear to be sluggish because of his emotions, his withered index finger pointed steadily at the other party, and the complex and obscure incantation was pronounced at a speed that Lanlos could not even catch up, and the powerful and dark magic power quickly swelled in his fingertips.

"Old thing, it's too early to talk about it!" Just as Lanlos was about to die in Huangquan, the staff of the Dharma Protector floating on the side suddenly erupted into a roar, and the blue and purple magic brilliance swept the entire room unscrupulously like a raging wave.

It all happened so quickly that it wasn't until the arcane energy of the flames swept through his entire body that the old butler noticed the extremely delicate array of magic beneath Lanloth.

The Mark of Elunis!

Rumble!

With the sigil at its center, the wild arcane energy is like a ferocious beast in estrus, completely tearing apart the natural magic of the entire room in the blink of an eye. Elunis' sigil is the equivalent of an area of effect mana burn, which not only deals damage and applies spell vulnerability, but also effectively clears all magic and spell effects within the radius.

Whether it was the protective spell that the old butler had temporarily set up, or the magic array that bound Tyre, they were all wiped out in the midst of this, even the sleep spell on Lanloth's body!

Forcibly enduring the burning pain all over his body, Lan Luos, who had come to his senses, jumped up like a spring, and stretched out his index finger to the other party for the first time.

“Lanza del Relámpago！”

The incandescent lightning lit up the room, and the Thunder Spear unleashed a violent roar, sweeping through the old butler's body with precision and speed, and with a loud bang, almost completely toppling the entire wall behind him.

Despite the strength of the opponent, Elunis's mark not only dissolved the old butler's shield, but also added a spell vulnerability effect due to the riot of mana, and at the same time, the mana-like burning properties made it impossible for him to focus on casting spells for protection in a short period of time.

Syllable!

There was only a soft sound, and a blackened left arm fell to the ground, and wisps of green smoke were slowly rising from it due to the influence of the high temperature.

One blow, but Lanlos's face did not show the slightest joy. Grabbing the staff of the Dharma Protector beside him, he quickly used the flash to widen the distance, and the next moment, a blue streamer surged from the soles of his feet, quickly forming a transparent storm that could overwhelm his height.

Higher arousal.

Even with the staff of the Protector's doubling mana and expanding the range of Elunis's sigil to cover the entire room, Lanloth's mana was still stretched. Coupled with the simultaneous casting of the Thunder Spear and the Flash, he once again experienced the nervousness of being in the sky blue as a mage.

Interestingly, the other party didn't seem to have the idea of taking this opportunity to fight back, but just slowly bowed down and picked up the left arm that was severed by the Thunder Spear.

"Your potential is stronger than I ever imagined. As if the man with the broken arm was someone else, the old butler's face did not show the slightest pain at all, and his calm and hoarse voice was as good as ever, like a dead man.

Or is it meant to be?

Seeing the other party roughly clasp his left arm on his shoulder, Lanlos realized that the charred wound did not ooze even a trace of blood. The exposed skin around it is pale and gloomy, showing a dull color of decay.

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Medium undead (humanoid subsp.)

Health: 86%

Mana: 92%

Spirit: 22%

Attributes: Strength 17, Agility 15, Intelligence 29, Constitution-, Perception 14, Charisma 18

Special:

Will override: The creature's spirit value is too low, and the ability to move is temporarily taken over by external forces.

Undead!

The information given by Sagret shocked Lanlos, and even the high awakening was almost dissipated by this, and then he seemed to think of something, and his originally solemn expression became a little gloomy again: "Who the hell are you?!"

"After getting along for so long, hasn't this old thing been honest with you?" On the other hand, the old butler patted the scorch mark on his shoulder lightly, and the cold curvature at the corner of his mouth showed a casual look, and he didn't take Lanlos in his eyes at all.

"Merrell Evilwind, one of the founders of the Council of Tirisfar. At the same time, a weak voice came from behind him, and Terrey, who had finally escaped from confinement, wanted to step forward to help, but she couldn't even stand firmly, so she could only hold on to the pillar next to her to explain the current situation to the other party.

"But standing in front of you now is a demon. "The blue dragon's hatred for the Burning Legion goes without saying, and coupled with the fact that he is imprisoned here, new hatred and old hatred are combined, and Tyre's gaze is as burning as a raging flame.

"Casanatyr!"

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