There was nothing left in his ears except the howling wind, and although he couldn't concentrate on treating Winlesa in such an environment, Lanlos still used some of his energy to ease the girl's injuries while sensing the ground.

But he knew that if he couldn't land as soon as possible, he was afraid that it would be really dangerous.

Luckily, Heaven seemed to hear him.

Sagrete suddenly sent a message, and without the slightest hesitation, Lanlos raised his hand to unleash the featherfall technique.

Poof!

The fall time of tens of seconds had already increased the speed of the two of them to a terrifying level, and the Feather Fall Technique had not been able to completely cushion the fall. Lanloth slammed the Ranger to the ground with him in his arms.

Metal floors?

Doubts flashed through his mind, and Lanloth immediately propped up his body as if it was about to fall apart, and spared no effort to transmit the holy light to Wen Lessa's body.

Before the magic power ran out, the girl's breathing finally stabilized.

"It's really touching. ”

Without giving him time to catch his breath or look around, a deep voice burst into his brain.

"Who?!" Instantly tensed his body, Lanlos's sharp gaze constantly scanning the dim space.

Call!

The sound of a heavy door opening, and a brighter and brighter green light poured into Lanloth's sight. The long corridor, lit by green candles, seemed to be filled with some indescribable magic, constantly drawing him forward, and forward.

"Come on, all this, you will soon understand. ”

Despite the subconscious siren, after a brief hesitation, Lanlos gritted his teeth and raised his feet forward.

This space is not known how far up it is, and there is only one such exit. Wen Lessa's injuries were not optimistic, and he only managed to stop the bleeding if he couldn't get her out of here as quickly as he could...... Her life, like a candle in the wind, could die at any time.

As for Sagrette, not to mention that he had already used it once not long ago, the magic power he possessed now was not enough to open the portal. And, perhaps due to the forbidden influence of the land, the whole space seems very solid. Not only can you enter this place through ordinary teleportation magic, but you can't get out of here.

At least, rescuing Weenlessa is a vital matter for now, no matter who that voice is, as long as he has the means......

"Yes, of course I have a way to get you out. ”

The forward footsteps came to an abrupt halt, and Lanlos's face was full of disbelief and turbulence.

"Don't worry, for some reason, I can't peek into your heart. ”

So, do you have that idea?

Thinking of the mental barrier that Sagrete had built for himself in the first place, Lanlos's mood eased slightly.

"But I know you want to save her. The voice continued, and although it was deep and deep, it was still full of irresistible allure. Lanloth's footsteps slowly moved forward, and with the increasingly blank eyes, he looked like a walking corpse.

"Yes, that's it, forward, and then ...... Face me!"

Bite!

The vision finally widened, and the sudden brightness of the light brought Lanloth back to his senses, and after letting go of the palm that was covering his gaze, his eyes and mouth slowly enlarged, as if the eyeball was about to fall into his mouth entirely.

In front of me is an open room of no size inferior to the antechamber, which is different from the large area of hollowing out and delicate reliefs in the antechamber. The walls on all sides are crisscrossed with pipes, and occasionally wisps of green light can be seen circulating through the narrow gaps.

And on the floor, under the transparent partitions, it is obvious that the magical energy is flowing in a staggered manner, all converging in the same direction.

That was in front of Lanloth, the one that made his jaw drop.

The size of a dragon, the exaggerated and hideous shape of steel armor, and the fire-like bronze skin are still spewing hot green flames. The horns, which were larger than the head, bent upwards to the back of the head, and even though the head hung down, it was still full of majesty that far surpassed everything in the world.

However, his neck and arms were imprisoned against the wall by a constant flow of golden light. As for the feet, Lanlos really can't be seen in this position.

It's not the angle, it's the fact that his body, which runs from the waist down, is embedded under the floor. It seems that the person who put this thing here wants to better imprison him. Prevent any possible escape, or rescue.

Lanlos knew exactly what it was, and he knew who the owner of the voice in his head was.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, escape, the farther away the better!

This thing in front of you, but......

"Sargeras. The thing slowly raised its head, and the sound exploded like thunder, and the fire of evil energy gushing from his body became more and more vigorous, "My name, I'm sure you've heard it." ”

At this moment, Lan Luo realized that the other party's body was a little unusual.

Of course, how can the body of the Titan incarnation be ordinary?

No, it's not just that.

On the chest of Sargeras's avatar, a large, irregular crack stretched from his right shoulder to his left waist. Not only that, but the right side of his face was almost completely destroyed, and the dull eyeball seemed to fall off at any moment.

Not only did the scars erupt in raging flames, but wisps of green fluid like lava could be faintly seen churning in them.

Is this what Egwene did back then? With that person's strength, he can only leave such a few scars? Is the power of the Titans really something that mortals can shake?

"You look nervous?" the green flame in those eyes brightened, "You're scared? ”

Every word seemed like a sword to his chest, and Lanros took a step back, and another step, until he found that he had been completely blocked by a heavy steel gate behind him.

"Do you want to escape, can you escape?" said Sargeras's voice, with a hint of tease and sarcasm.

"Even if you try your best to get out of here, there are still hordes of orcs and demons outside, do you think, she, can you do everything to break out?"

All retreats were cut off, and Lanlos instead let go of the agitation and restlessness in his heart, and he looked down at the weak girl in his arms, and the sound of breathing as thin as a mosquito became more and more difficult to catch.

"You want to save her, and I, there is a way, the only way. The voice laughed.

"So. Lanlos slowly raised his head and asked with all his strength, "What is the price?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the bronze steel body actually showed a weird smile: "Everything about you, including, Keystone!"

A gleam flashed in his eyes, Lan Luos's train of thought was all straightened out in an instant, he figured it out, he understood all this.

From the uneasiness of stepping onto the broken beach, to Gul'dan's connection to the devil, and the reason why he came here for no reason.

"You did this?" Lanros frowned, staring at the avatar who could crush him with a single finger.

Sargeras's avatar still maintained that annoying smile: "Yes or no, what does it matter?"

"You lose, and you don't have a choice. ”

In a word, it hollowed out the spirit that Lanlos had so hard to mention.

Looking at the delicate girl slowly withering in his arms, his face became more and more tangled and complicated, and in the end, everything turned into a long sigh.

"Hmph, hehe...... self-deprecating laughter seemed so weak and small, "it seems that I really don't have a choice." ”

"You are wise, much wiser than both Medivan and Gul'dan. With Sargeras's heaven-shaking laughter, the bronze avatar's right eye turned into wisps of scorching flames and flew up.

"Come, accept my power, join us in our noble cause, and the glory of the Burning Legion will be open to you. ”

"Together, we will conquer this world and burn this world. Thy name shall be proclaimed in all the worlds, and all things shall be subject to thy feet. And you will be king in the end!"

Seeing the green flames enveloping him, Lanlos seemed to have given up something, and showed a self-deprecating chuckle: "Sounds really good, so ......"

"Where do I sign?"

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Gul'dan was obviously tired of knocking on the door, and he gasped and sat down in front of the door, cursing viciously at the demon who had abandoned him once more. Eventually, his eyes filled with anger and murderous intent looked at the mass of spider silk in the center of the hall.

Since you are unkind, do not blame me for being unjust.

Open the portal, let your stuffed bullshit!

Call!

Flames rose in his hands, and Gul'dan held the magic of destruction in his hand, and walked towards the innocent elven prisoners step by step.

Rumble!

The whole hall trembled, and a pitch-black figure burst through the floor, countless rubbles and rubble rose into the air, and the smoke and dust in the sky obscured Gul'dan's vision for a moment.

The orc stretched out his hand to hide his face to block this strong wind of unknown origin, and he couldn't help but feel deep doubts and uneasiness in his heart. There was also a trace of fear, which even he himself could not believe.

"Who are you?"

As if in response to his question, a green flame shattered the dust, clearly reflecting the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in his eyes.

"Is that you?

The whole space seemed to be darkened, not the surrounding firelight was extinguished by the wind, but the position of the black figure's eyes, a bright and dazzling light that made everything around him so eclipsed.

Specifically, the right eye.

"This force, not ......" Gradually, Gul'dan sensed a palpitating familiarity, that irresistible sense of oppression, "Sargeras, how can you?!"

"Betrayal?" the flames that surrounded Lanloth twisted, revealing a majestic figure that was not angry and arrogant, "No, this is my return salute. ”

"Do you really think there is no price to pay for betraying the Burning Legion?"

"But, but you need me, only I can help you and your legion open the portal to Azeroth!" Gul'dan's face was palpable with trepidation and panic.

Sargeras's vague expression was disdainful: "No, I have better allies, better ones, keys." ”

"He?" Gul'dan didn't need any more hints, and Gul'dan's gaze shifted to the silent black demon.

"Mortals, always so self-righteous. Sargeras's phantom was obviously impatient, he shook his head and slowly dissipated, "Go, let him see your power, the power of the legion!"

"Yes. The pitch-black demon raised his head, accompanied by a low sinister smile, and the green light in his right eye reached its limit at this moment, as if even everything around it was completely engulfed.

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