Five minutes earlier, Egwen had asked Zmodor to stop the pediatric tricks. This kind of trick of hearing only the sound and not seeing the person may scare ordinary people, but in fact it is a very simple magic that anyone who is new to magic will do. So Egwene wasn't scared at all.

But now, seeing this large, rough-skinned Zmodor with bat wings and two fiery eyes standing in front of him, Egwen couldn't help but regret his mouth. In general, demons are relatively ugly, but even by demonic standards, Zmodor can be described as terrifyingly ugly.

Next to the demon stood eight hooded men screaming at the top of their voices. If I'm not mistaken, they're the Warlocks.

Gianna reached into her cloak and quickly pulled out a scroll. Egwen breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that it would be over soon. Now that Zmodor has appeared, Gianna can recite the exorcism spell.

Suddenly, Gianna screamed and fell to the ground.

"Gianna!" Egwene ran to the young mage. Lorena was a good warrior, and she immediately stood between the demon and Gianna.

Gianna struggled to her feet, beads of sweat oozing from her forehead. She gritted her teeth tightly, "Those warlocks...... Spells that hinder me. ”

Egwene could sense the sorcerers chanting incantations, too. Despite their numbers, all the magic added together was very weak. A mage like Gianna should be able to destroy them with ease.

However, there is one exception, where the spell is overcast and the vitality is greatly damaged.

Gianna struggled hard—Egwen felt it—but now she couldn't even handle Zmodor's slaves.

It was even more exciting than I expected. Rest assured, I'll hold the orcs accountable for killing Prodmore. Humans are going to go crazy, and they will attack the orcs without regard for a single thing. Without her leadership, humanity is doomed to defeat - but before they do, they will surely kill all orcs they can. It's spectacular!

"To hell with it. Egwen muttered. That's all she can do now.

It's been almost four years since he woke up Medivan. As she told Gianna, she had used up almost all of her magic - but it wasn't completely gone. In the twenty years since she fled to Scar Heights, she has recovered some of them, which has allowed her to save her son. Although her magic has not increased in the past four years. But she kept the original. Even without that magic - she'd lived for a thousand years. As Lorena said, she gets a lot more than most people for that alone.

Large drops of sweat rolled down Gianna's face. She was now on her knees, her clenched fists resting limply on her thighs. Egwen felt Gianna recite the spell she had written, trying to break through the barriers set up by the warlocks.

Egwen knelt down on one knee beside Gianna. Grabbing the young mage's left hand with both hands. She closes her eyes and concentrates her mind to gather the magic and power of her life...... Collection...... Conversion...... Transmission...... Tong guò arm...... Forearm...... to the hand.

And then to Gianna.

Sudden exhaustion overwhelmed Egwen. The bones suddenly became heavy, and the muscles in my body began to ache, as if I had just finished a long run. Breathing is also becoming more and more rapid. Igwene ignored all of this and continued to transmit her life, her magic, and her soul to Gianna Prodmore.

Gianna opened her eyes. The eyes that used to be pale blue are now fiery red.

No!

Egwen and Gianna shouted at the same time, "Good!"

You can't stop the Fireblade Clan! We're invincible, invincible, we-

Zmodor's screams echoed around the cave. The warlocks screamed as well, and their connection to the demons caused them to let out the same screams. Egwen's vision began to blur, and she could vaguely see Zmodor's ugly body writhing and struggling, blood spurting from the bursting wound.

The wind howled, as if the air had been torn apart by the spell written by Egwen—the door to the warped void opened—and Zmodor's body was swept into the door piece by piece.

No, I'm not going to let you drive again.

Zmodor's voice faded as his head engulfed.

The warlocks were still screaming. The ground beneath Egwen's feet began to shake as well. After a while, their voices also died down. They too have been swept into the Twisted Void, and they will suffer a thousand times more than the suffering of the people they have tried to impose on this continent.

The gate was closed - but the cave was still shaking.

Lorena demonstrates a warrior's keen observation of the outside world. "We must get out of here!" shouted.

Egwen's feet could no longer be lifted. Her arms and legs were as heavy as death. She had only enough strength to open her eyes.

A stalactite fell from the roof of the cave and smashed less than a hand's width from Egwen and Gianna.

Egwene heard Gianna recite the teleportation spell.

She left where she was.

Once again, Queen Prodmore stood on a hill in Razor Ridge, gazing intently at Durontal in the distance.

Soon, she heard a low rumble. Thrall's ship has arrived. This time, the Chieftain brought a Guard of Honor, but they all stayed on the ship. Thrall climbed down the rope ladder, followed by a warrior whom Gianna did not know. As soon as he reached the hill, the warrior stood three paces away from Thrall with his axe.

Gianna tilted her head and smiled, "You don't believe me, Sal?"

Thrall also laughed, "My most trusted subordinate betrayed me. Gianna, I think I'd better keep my eyes on the ground - and have someone watch over me at all times. ”

"A smart move. ”

"Is the threat really completely removed?"

Gianna nodded, "It looks so." Zmodor and the warlocks behind the Qiē have been driven to the Twisted Void. It's going to be hard for the Burning Legion to rescue them this time - not to mention that the Burning Legion won't go to such a hard time for a little devil. ”

"Well done. I wish this qiē had been resolved before those unnecessary deaths and injuries occurred. Thrall pulled out a blade-shaped talisman of the Fireblade Clan from his waist. Gianna guessed it must belong to Berks, the minister who, like Christophe, had colluded with Zmodor. According to Major Darvan's report - along with his resignation - Thrall killed Berks for collaborating with the enemy in front of all the orc and troll warriors.

Gianna sighed, "We're still lucky, Sal. Zmodor may be responsible for this qiē, but he so easily provoked the existing contradictions and hatred between our two sides. Check it out. Your people and my people are fighting so lightly in the North Outpost. ”

"Yes, our people have cooperated with our common enemy, the Burning Legion, so lightly, and now ......" Sal's voice gradually lowered.

The two were silent for a long time. "I've said before," Gianna said, "that when this crisis is over, our two countries should conclude a formal pact. ”

"Not bad. If our alliance is to continue after we die, we must formalize our alliance. ”

"I will meet in a week from today, in Ratchet City, a neutral port, and we will agree on the details of the covenant in detail. ”

"I agree. I'm going to take Carlser with me. He's the smartest. ”

Gianna couldn't help but ask, "Smarter than the chief?"

Sal laughed, "Much smarter than him." That's it. Jaina. ”

"Great, goodbye, Sal. See you in a week. ”

"Goodbye, Gianna. Hopefully, after this crisis, our relationship will be stronger than before. ”

Gianna nodded. Recite the teleportation spell that will bring her back to the council chamber.

Egwene was waiting for her there. It took several days for the old woman to wake up after she came out of the cave. Gianna feared that the Guardian would never wake up again.

Gianna could only teleport the three of them to a smoke-free place below the Ghost Mist Peak. She just couldn't teleport forward anymore. Despite this, she gritted her teeth and sent the message to Theramore, ordering them to send a spaceship to pick them up.

By the time the ship came to their rescue, Gianna was exhausted, and Egwene was as weak as a dying kitten. After a hot meal and a short rest. Gianna regained her body again, but Egwene needed too long. The Imperial Physician initially diagnosed Egwene as dangerous, but a few days later he said she was as strong as an elf.

Sure enough, she made a full recovery. Now, she was seated in the guest seat of the Gianna Council Chamber. "It's almost time for you to come back. ”

"I see you're completely restored, Magna—even your tongue is restored. ”

Egwen said with a smile, "It looks like that. ”

Gianna, who was tired, sat down on the throne. Of course, she really wished that she could recuperate for a few days and fully recover from this painful ordeal, but she really couldn't spare time. Without the Secretary of State for the Interior, there is a lack of an assistant to help her deal with government affairs. Defi did his best to help her. She is in good spirits, but she is powerless about how to deal with complex state affairs. Lorena helped her a lot, but it was only military affairs, and she didn't know anything about government affairs. So Gianna couldn't relax at all—much to the doctor's annoyance—and she was even more tired.

Gianna stared at Egwene, who also looked at her with her dark blue eyes. Gianna gasped at the thought that the reason why she was able to defeat Zmodor was because she had chosen Scar Heights purely by chance in order to place the Thunder Lizard. Even if she had found out who was behind the qiē, Zmodor, she would not have been able to defeat the demon and his men without the help of the former mage.

"I want to thank you, McGonagall Egwene. Without you, we'd have lost. ”

Egwene humbly bowed his head.

"I'm guessing you'd love to go back to Scar Heights. ”

"Actually. Egwene smiled sadly, "No. ”

Gianna blinked, "No?"

"I'm going back for a while, though. I picked the vegetables one more time before those thunder lizards made a mess of my garden. I've been cut off from the world for too long. I think it's time for me to come back into this world. But only if the world still accepts me. ”

"Needless to say," said Gianna, rising from her throne, having imagined that Egwene would do this, but she never dreamed that it would come true, "it just so happens that I am short of a Minister of the Interior. This position requires extensive knowledge, a wise mind and a positive attitude. This way I can work peacefully and give me a reminder when necessary. I think you meet all the requirements - especially the last one. ”

Egwene laughed loudly, "Of course. Although the first two have yet to be proven, I think that a thousand years have taught me some knowledge and ability. Egwen stood up, and Gianna stood up. Egwen held out a hand: "I accept." ”

Gianna quietly held the hand and said excitedly, "Great. Thank you again, Egwen. You won't regret it. ”

"I'm sure I won't regret it, but you can. Egwen withdrew his hand and sat down again, "As your Minister of the Interior, the first advice I give you is that Christophe is right, Zmodor is just a little devil, and he doesn't have the mind to plot such a big conspiracy. ”

Gianna frowned, "I remember you said that he was the one who founded the Fireblade Clan. ”

"Yes, but it's a front for them to recruit. He is but a small part of the whole conspiracy. You yourself say he's just a demon left in the world after the Burning Legion was repulsed. ”

Gianna already knew what was going on, but she still wanted it coming out of the Guardian's mouth. "So what, Egwene?"

"I'm trying to say, Gianna, the Fireblade Clan may be causing us more trouble than that. (To be continued.) )