"Remember the teachings of your master. Glancing at the scarlet-glowing scythe, Vilania couldn't help but think of the first time she saw it. Even though it was only a projection, the wails of countless souls seemed to be in her ears, and in just a few seconds, she almost went crazy under the ravages of these terrible sounds.

"Summoning me in such a hurry, is the mission completed?" Fear is a must, and Ereda didn't care about the other party's small movements.

"Half done, it should be said. Vilania's voice was soft, and she seemed a little weak.

"Huh?"

With the tone of inquiry, a cold and biting cold wind surged through the room, and Vilania couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly explained: "We have successfully seized control of the diversion device of the Northern Temple, but Kai Dennis is not weaker than me, and he will soon notice the changes in the Temple. ”

"And the Eastern Temple...... Landra and her followers managed to take control of the Evil Crystal, and while the burst of the crystal cut off their communications, it did not completely take control of the Temple. If it continues like this, I will soon be exposed, and your plans ...... master"

"Huh. Fingertips scraped lightly against the blade, making a creepy screech, and Sattel's hoarse voice was not loud, but directed at the soul, "Waste, I expected you to fail. ”

Vilania gritted her teeth aggrievedly, although the other party gave her what she dreamed of, but after all, she was only one person, and it was very difficult to set off a storm in Quel'Thalas.

If, if there are enough helpers......

"But don't worry. Sartel's next words made Vilania's eyes light up, "Our allies will help us unleash the power of crystals. ”

"When the time comes, the iron hooves of the Burning Legion will level this golden forest!" Eredar laughed at the thought of bringing death and destruction to the land.

"Until then, master. Waiting for the other party to gradually recover, Vilania raised her head, a trace of doubt flashed on her face, "I still have some questions. ”

"Say, my elven hero. ”

Ignoring the sarcasm in the other party's words, the figure of the mage assistant appeared in Vilania's mind: "That Lanloth, I can feel that he has the same power as us, why, why did you stop me from killing him?"

The emerald green eyes were instantly replaced by indifference, and Satel looked at the other party calmly: "You can't kill him." ”

"But...... Ahh

Verania was very unconvinced by the tone of the other party's statement, but before she could continue to refute, her Eredar master raised her scythe.

Ursaleth's blade suddenly glowed with a faint red light, and white threads drifted through the air, deeply rooted in Vilania's soul.

The piercing pain caused the guardian of the magic net to almost fall to the ground, but thanks to his timely response, he was able to avoid intimate contact with the dirty land.

"Why?!" Verania braced her trembling arms on the ground, mobilizing her whole body to create an opportunity for herself to speak.

"As a servant, all you have to do is obey orders...... But I appreciate your ambition. As soon as he spoke, Satel didn't know what was in mind, and withdrew his soul whip with a faint smile, "But, like I said, you can't afford to mess with that traitor. ”

"Traitor?" There was a brief silence, and Vilaneia's eyes widened with incredulity, "You mean, he's a demon?!"

"That's right, and it's powerful and it's important. Didn't you ask me how I could open the portal connecting the Shattered Abyss to Azeroth?" the smile on Sataire's face made Vilania feel cold for some reason, "He's the key. ”

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"Remember, do what you do, the wisdom of the Legion is not something you can snoop on your own!" Sensing that the altar's energy was about to run out, Satel ended the conversation with a 'kind' reminder, "Otherwise, I will take back the gift I have given you." ”

Gift?

Watching the projection fade away, Vilania seemed to remember something, and her expression gathered her magic in a panic, and then, a curtain of water appeared in front of her.

The reflection in the water is still youthful and energetic, and her charming face is the most proud capital in her life.

But now, the originally smooth and pink skin has cracked in large areas, and clumps of condensed blue crystals have appeared on the skin like tumors.

"No!" Panicked instantly, Vilania looked even more panicked than she had seen Sataire.

But soon, she finally reacted, and immediately mobilized the evil power hidden in the depths of her soul.

I saw wisps of green flames suddenly appear, clinging to the condensed magic crystals like maggots on tarsal bones, and gradually, the fire of evil energy easily devoured it as nourishment.

When her appearance was restored again, Vilania let out a long sigh of relief, and sat down on the ground without hesitation, looking at the withered and decaying corpses nearby, her eyes flashing with complex and inexplicable brilliance, and her thoughts gradually drifted away.

Vilania's parents died in the war against the trolls, and she was bullied and humiliated as a child growing up in an orphanage. However, feng shui takes turns, although life was rough in her youth, but God did not completely force her to a dead end.

She has a beautiful face, and with her charm and capital, she has the privilege of embarking on the path of arcane and has been envied and respected by countless people. It's a pity that the caster pays the most attention to talent and hard work, and as a person who is eager for quick success, she does not have either.

In order to take her spell casting to the next level, she traveled to the Western Sanctuary and became a guardian of the nets in a short period of time. Although there have been countless criticisms due to the issue of strength, after all, the Western Temple is remote and desolate, and the requirements of the Demon Net Guardian for strength have not been determined, so people will soon be gone.

And Vilania finally has a chance to realize her ambitions, and when she can't wait to absorb the vast amount of magic around her, her self-righteousness has brought her the price of regret for the rest of her life.

The magic of the temple was more powerful than she imagined, the uncontrollable magic easily eroded her body, like cancer, the blue magic crystals gradually replaced her smooth skin, and the shadow of death gradually enveloped her, and at the same time, the capital that she had been proud of all her life was gone......

If others had known, they would have continued to laugh at me...... No! You must not go back to the way you were!

This was the excuse that Vilania had given herself before she came into contact with the demon, and it might have been ridiculous to others, but it was enough to make her give everything, even if it was all of Quel'Thalas!

Unaware that he had become a 'tool' of Sattel, Lanlos remained quietly in his cage, concentrating on building the spell model in front of him. Although he had already guessed the inside story, the current situation was very unfavorable for him. Compared with meaninglessly shouting grievances, strength is the capital that makes others face up to themselves.

On the other side, Wen Lesa looked at this cage that was originally used to hold trolls with a complicated expression, and infinite grievances and pain surged in her heart, but seeing Lan Los in such a calm state, her unwilling to admit defeat made her resist the urge to shout and make a fuss.

"When is it, aren't you worried about our situation?"

"Worried, hehe, is it useful?" Continuing to copy the projection that only he could see, Lanlos asked rhetorically with a small amount of attention.

"But we have been wronged, and we must explain it to them......"

"Little Miss Winlessa, do you think they have the leisure to bother us now?" Lanlos shook his head slightly, as if sighing at the other party's childishness.

"You can't stay here forever, do you? I never thought I'd be imprisoned by my compatriots for the rest of my life. Winlesa was a little indignant.

"Don't worry, they'll get to us when Randra gets rid of the crystals...... Look, isn't that coming?" Turning his head slowly, Lanlos looked into the distance.

Following his line of sight, several mages in delicate robes walked briskly towards him.

"Take them to the temple, and the Magister Landra will interrogate them himself. ”

Lanlos smiled at Wenlesa and walked out of the cage consciously. As for Wen Leisa, she pouted and broke free from the guards: "Don't touch me!

As it turns out, there are a lot of benefits to having a high charisma value. The guards cast an inquiring glance at the mage, and after seeing the latter nod, the guards beside Lanros let go of his arm.

"Lady Winlessa Windranger, we're sorry for what happened to you, but please understand us. Although the elven mage who brought the order spoke in a respectful tone, his serious face did not change in the slightest.

Hearing this, Lan Luos narrowed his eyes slightly. Of course, what he cares about is not how the other party knows Wen Leisa's identity, but the meaning behind this sentence.

Those who can apply means to the diversion circle will only be the caster if nothing else.

It seems that this is putting the blame on oneself.

Shaking his head silently, Lanlos did not rush to defend himself, and while following the mage's footsteps, he carefully thought about what might happen next and how to deal with it.