The thing that fell from the sky was called Hellfire, as the Warlocks called it, but the demons preferred to call it Skyfire.

It's a magical creature summoned from the void, and it's not technically a demon. But one of the biggest things about this thing is that it's not easy to manipulate...... Manipulation is not a very ...... word Appropriate...... It should be called...... Enslavement.

You've been in this place where birds don't for so long, and you've probably seen quite a few magical creatures, whether they're made of water or earth.

Fire, earth, and water are the most common, but it's debatable whether lightning and wind can become entities, at least I've never seen any creatures transformed from lightning, and wind only exists in theory as far as I know.

However, creatures of any element, once summoned, are not harmful to the summoner, and they become minions rather than enemies.

But this kind of hellfire is different, they are summoned for the only purpose, that is, to destroy another evil with this evil. So it's hard to enslave this creature, and I've never seen a single human who can summon it and control it anyway, but I have to say that this thing is really powerful!

The only downside is that there is a chance that this thing will break free from the bondage of the Slavers. Hum...... You won't wonder what it's going to be like when you get rid of it.

The hellfires that were falling were huge, I felt at least four or five meters high, and when they fell, I felt that no one was going to enslave them, so I didn't notice anything about them. All I saw was the things that got up from the ground and lunged at the dragon.

If it's just a normal human or a relatively small target, the situation may be chaotic. But such a big dragon standing in front of them, this kind of thing is indeed not blind, and it is not as stupid as I imagined, and I do not distinguish between the enemy and my indiscriminate attack.

Of course, more important is the dragon ...... Attack them.

Hellfire ignored everything else and pounced on the dragon, and the army of the undead beneath their feet was trampled down like the thatch in the fields.

It was really a stone, I didn't have much research on stones, in my eyes there were only a few types of stones, but the stones that make up these things are obviously different from the stones in our world, like iron and non-iron, but there are very obvious stone patterns. When they are still alive, even when they are still burning, the stone patterns on their bodies will be revealed, and they will look as good as the tattoos. But when you die, you turn into a gray-black pile of those stones.

But the bodies of these hellfires also seemed to be very hard, and the sound made by the dragon waving its claws and grabbing them was not sharp at all, but those hellfires also didn't seem to care at all, and pounced directly on the dragon.

The power of those things must have been great, and they picked up their arms and slammed them into the dragon, which let out a scream. The dragon tried to fly, but the claws of the hellfire tore off the scales from the dragon's body.

The dragon arched forward in pain, and the hellfire that had torn off its scales was knocked to the ground. But the other Hellfires are on the dragon's side. And these guys understand very well that there is a truth, that is, to grasp each other's weaknesses and pain points. They tear off the scales and continue to tear at the dragon's flesh.

The dragon tried to knock them down and trample them to death, but it only knocked down one, and the other three Hellfires climbed on top of the dragon. The flames burning on their bodies are both a defense and a weapon, and this is the best weapon for now! It burns the dragon's skin.

The dragon unleashed three frost blasters in a row, and the innermost walking corpse froze into ice bumps, but the four burning stones were not affected at all.

I was stunned to see that the lich had forgotten to continue attacking. And at this time, Arthas personally struck, and he rushed forward. Arthas, who was holding the Frost Sorrow, was really small in front of the dragon, but it didn't prevent the sword in his hand from causing damage to the dragon.

When his sword slashed at the dragon, the scales shattered! It looked like sawdust from an axe cracking and flying on decaying wood.

And it was only after seeing Arthas's behavior that the lichs reacted. The ancient saying is very true, only magic can be defeated by magic, and dragons can't stand it all at once.

The dragon soared into the air, and it rushed into the sky, and then rolled in the sky to throw the hellfire off it, but how did it realize that these hellfires were like leeches nailed to its body, and it couldn't be shaken off at all!

Moreover, the hellfire lying on the dragon's body did not weaken the flames much because of the dragon's soaring and diving, and the double pain made the dragon go crazy. Although it was mad, the dragon did not die with its head in front of us, but farther and farther away...... Flew away.

Silence returned to the place after the battle, as if nothing had happened. After we all lowered our heads down, the demon also fell from the sky. "What's that!" He shouted at us.

No one answered, and I guess these people had never seen anything like this in their lives.

"Those elves will pay even more for their actions!" The devil roared.

When I heard the word elf I thought I heard it wrong, but I wouldn't ask him, and he wouldn't say it a second time. I subconsciously looked for Sylvanas in the crowd, but I couldn't find the woman.

Instead of ordering an immediate evacuation, the demon asked to stay put. I went back to Arthas, and he didn't say anything, just found a tree and sat down.

I felt like I had been waiting for a long time, and it was dawn. And as soon as the day began to dawn, Tikdios came running to us to look for clues. This made Arthas very unhappy, and it was at this moment that Sylvanas arrived, carrying the head of an elf.

I looked at the woman in surprise as she threw her head on the ground in front of us, not that I was surprised at who it was, but that her self-acting style gave me the impression that the woman also seemed to want to get rid of Arthas.

Arthas's eyes were slightly puzzled, and this woman's face was not at all good-looking. "What's wrong?" Arthas asked.

"This is no ordinary elf." The woman said.

Hearing this, we discerned carefully, and it was true that this head was not the same as an elf like Sylvanas. Not only the skin but also the bones are not very different. The head's skin was darker and purple, and the bones of the head were noticeably more angular than Sylvanas'.

"What do you want to say?" Arthas stared at the woman in front of him.

"It's not our race." She said.

I glanced at Arthas, and Alsace's mood hadn't changed much. "So what?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be...... Night Elves. She said.

I realized what she meant, but Arthas still didn't know, and when I saw Arthas, I interjected, "She means it's not ...... Belch...... It's the same race as them. Arthas glanced at me, "I can understand what she said." ”

I raised an eyebrow, "This race is also elves, but the most primitive kind. ”

"Not the most primitive." Sylvanas corrected, "These are the lowest elves. She kicked the head and rolled it twice, now with the unlucky face facing me. I frowned and was about to kick my foot away when Arthas spoken, "And then?" ”

Sylvanas said, "That means this place is most likely a place in the Elven Kingdom, and this place may have been the place where the heavens and the earth collapsed 10,000 years ago, and ......," she paused, "this place is very far away from Lordaeron. ”

Sylvanas said this with a special emotion in her voice, a tone mixed with nostalgia, memory, regret, and so on. But Arthas didn't understand, he just turned to Kel'thugad and said, "Let these corpses join my army, we have just lost too many men." ”

Sylvanas opened her mouth to say something, but Arthas had already turned and left, leaving us here, and I glanced at her, her face sinking again. To be honest, this woman's face is not good-looking, but it does not affect her coldness.

But soon the angry roar of Arthas resounded through the forest. Kel'thugad stood silently, and the other lichs did not dare to squeak.

It turns out that these corpses are dead! But you can't be enslaved by Alsace!

You heard it right, these elves ...... Ah, the corpse of the Night Elves, which should be called, was not driven by Arthas in the first place. Later, later, not at first!

Because the soul of the Night Elves is different from the High Elves of humans, even Sylvanas. The soul form of this Night Elf resembles a fire, a blue flame. And this kind of soul is extremely difficult to capture. Once the body dies, the speed at which this soul dissipates is astonishingly fast. If you don't be prepared to die, you won't be able to catch it at all!

So Arthas used his sword for a long time, and those corpses were still corpses, and those who should be lying down were still lying down. We all know the seriousness of the problem, and if this is the case, we will have to have fewer and fewer troops.

Now Arthas's face began to turn ugly, and the demon sensed the seriousness of the matter, and Tikdios's red eyes looked at each of us, but he did not say a word.

"I need to replenish the army." Arthas finally looked at us, but his eyes were not friendly at all at this moment.

No one spoke.

Until this woman stood up, her eyes were very cold. She said lightly: "I'll go!" ”