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- "Sparse your humor, Krel," Prestor said, closing the heavy iron door behind him. In this small house given to him by his master, King Terenas, Prestor specially appointed some guards to prevent visits from unknown persons. He issued a death warrant, no matter what happened in the basement, if he was disturbed, they would be killed.
Presto does not want to be disturbed. He believes that servants should not dare to slack off in the face of the w¨¥ixi¨¦ of life. A kind of magic was cast on the king and officials that made everyone unable to think of anything else but admiration and appreciation for this active exiled nobleman. He keeps this magic working all the time.
¡°I offer my most frightening apology, the treacherous Mr. Prince!¡± The thin and small guy in front of him shouted loudly. The voice was shrill and noisy, hardly human. But that was not surprising. Presto's companion was a goblin.
With his head barely reaching the nobility¡¯s belt buckle, some might consider these little green creatures to be innocent and weak creatures. However, when they opened their mouths to laugh, they revealed sharp long teeth and divided blood-red tongues. Their excitement often comes from detaching insect and bird wings or other experimental limbs from their bodies. A raised ridge of dark brown fur stretches from the hideous creature's neck to their forehead.
"However, it is still worth celebrating." This small room was formerly a storage room. It turned out to be very cold, perfect for storing red wine. However, thanks to one of Creel's little engineers, the temperature here is now like the center of an erupting volcano.
But for Presto, it was like coming home.
¡°What are you celebrating, a successful scam?¡± Krel smiled sullenly. Krell often laughed like this, especially when he was planning some evil plot. This green creature is most interested in murdering others besides conducting experiments. For him, whenever possible, these two things were always going on at the same time. In fact, the back half of the room was filled with benches, flasks, and medicinal powders. Weird machines and all kinds of creepy collectibles.
"It's about celebrating, Krel." Prestor's sharp black eyes stared at the goblin, who immediately put away all smiles and mocking expressions. "You'd probably want to celebrate too, wouldn't you?"
"Yes Master."
The nobleman in military uniform breathed deeply the sultry air. After a while, his angular face showed a hint of relief. "Well, it's really nostalgic" His expression became determined again. "But I have to wait, wait for the best time. What do you say, Krel?"
"You are right. Master."
The smile returned to Presto's face. "You should know that the man in front of you now is the next king of Alterac."
As soon as the goblin bowed to the ground, his thin but not weak body bent into a big bow shape. "I offer you the highest respect, my country"
Suddenly there was a strange noise from the right side, and the two turned their heads to look. A goblin even skinnier than Krel emerged from a metal fireplace connected to an external vent. He jumped to the ground very neatly and ran to Krell. This little thing had an extremely funny face, which looked a little unnatural under Presto's gaze.
He lay down next to Creel¡¯s pointed, big ears and whispered a few words. Kerr said twice. He waved his hand to ask him to leave first. The little gnome crawled back and disappeared into the fireplace.
"What happened?" Although the noble's tone sounded steady and calm. But Xuan obviously hopes to get the answer from the goblin immediately.
"Ah, dear master," that smile returned to the goblin's ugly face. "It seems that luck is with you. I think maybe you can consider going somewhere to gamble a few times? It feels like being a star."
"What happened?"
"Some peoplesome people are trying to liberate Alexstrasza"
Presto looked at Creel again. And stared at him for a long time, the goblin immediately wilted under Presto's gaze. Even this time he felt death was so close. that's too regretful. There are still many experiments that have not been done, many explosives that have not been tested
Suddenly, the tall nobleman in black laughed. What was different from normal people was that his laughter was low and suppressed.
"Great" Lord Prestor expressed his excitement. He stretched out his hands as if to grab the air in front of him. His fingers are extremely long and look more like claws. "Very good!"
He continued to smile, and Creel finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the lord with surprised eyes and rolled his eyes slightly.
"They also saidHe's crazy," the goblin muttered in a voice that only he could hear.
The whole world became filled with flames.
Vereesa cursed, and she and the mage were separated, in the hell that the crimson behemoth suddenly exhaled. If Ronin hadn't delayed and started their journey on time, none of this would have happened. They would reach Husker now, and she would be separated from his group. And the current situation seems very likely to cost both of them their lives
She had known for a long time that the orcs of Khaz Modan were still temporarily sending dragon knights to spread terror in other peaceful lands occupied by their enemies, but why were she and her companions discovered alone and suffered such a disaster? The number of dragon knights has been decreasing these days, and the land of Lordaeron is so vast.
She glanced at Luo Ning, who had fallen deep into the woods. Of course, she had to live with the fact that her companion was a mage. Dragons have a sense far superior to that of other races (even elves); some believe that dragons can break through limitations and even smell magic. In any case, the original plan has now been changed, resulting in heavy losses, which is of course the Master's fault. That orc and his dragon must be coming for Luo Ning.
Luo Ning was obviously thinking about the same thing. He quickly left her sight and was thrown into the woods in the opposite direction to her. The ranger snorted. Mages have never been great on the front lines of war; mages can easily attack enemies at a distance or with their backs turned, but when they have to face an enemy head-on
And, when the enemy they faced was a dragon.
The dragon turned towards the direction of the disappearing human. Regardless of her own prejudices against Ronin, Vereesa did not want to see the mage die. However, looking around, the silver-haired ranger saw nothing that would allow her to help him. Her mount was eaten along with his, along with her beloved bow. All she has left is her sword. It couldn't be called a weapon when used against such a violent behemoth. Vereesa looked around, looking for something else she could use, but there was nothing suitable.
There was only a short time left for her to make a choice. As a ranger, she couldn't even let a mage get hurt without her being able to help him. The only thing Vereesa had to do was to do whatever she could to save Ronin's life.
The elf jumped out from her hiding place and waved her hands in the air. Shouting: "Here! Here, you bastard! Here!"
However, the dragon did not hear her cry, and Vereesa finally concluded that it was a male dragon and focused its attention on the burning woods beneath him. In that hellish place, Ronin is trying to survive. The dragon was searching for him to make sure the mage didn't do that.
While yelling, the Elf Warrior looked around and found a heavy stone. What she was setting out to do would be impossible for a human, but it was still a little bit possible for her. Vereesa only wished her arms were as strong as they were a few years ago. She threw the stone directly at the crimson beast's head.
She was some distance away from the dragon, but the dragon suddenly moved. A moment later the stone did not hit the target Vereesa expected. However, although it missed the head, it rebounded and hit the left webbed wing. Vereesa didn't even expect it to hurt the behemoth. For the dragon's scales, the stone was just a ridiculous weapon. She just hoped to attract the attention of the behemoth.
?She did it.
The strong head immediately turned in her direction, and the dragon growled in annoyance at the interruption. The orc shouted something unintelligible from his mount.
The powerful winged creature suddenly banked and turned, swooping straight towards her. She succeeded in drawing the dragon's attention away from the hapless mage.
What to do now? The ranger cursed himself.
The elf turned and ran, even though she already knew that she had no chance of surpassing the speed of the terrifying pursuer behind her.
The treetops above her quickly burst into flames, as if painted with color by a dragon. Burning branches fell in front of her, cutting off Vereesa's prepared escape path. without hesitation. Vereesa turned to the left and ducked into the trees that had not yet become part of Hell.
You are going to die! she warned herself. All because of that useless mage!
A deafening roar made her look back. The red dragon has caught up with her. And now there was even a claw reaching down to catch the fleeing ranger. Vereesa imagined the claws crushing her, or worse, dragging him into the harrowing depths of the behemoth.??Creepy stomach, she will be chewed up or swallowed whole.
However, just when death was only inches away from her. The dragon suddenly retracted his claws and squirmed in the air. The paw tilted towards himself. In fact, every claw was trying to scratch somewhere, as if the beast was suffering from an incredible itch. On top of him, the orc struggled to adjust. But he could only disturb the dragon like a strange flea, although the beast obeyed him.
Vereesa stopped and stared at the dragon. Nothing could explain the astonishing sight in front of her. The dragon twisted and spun as if he were trying to relieve his pain, his movements becoming more and more frantic. His orc commander nearly dropped. The elf wanted to know what could make this monster look like this
The answer came out as softly as a whisper. "Luo Ning?"
As if saying his name could summon him like a ghost, the mage stood in front of her. His flaming hair hung messily, and his dark robes became muddy and tattered, but he didn't look at all frightened by what he'd experienced so far.
"I think we'd better get out of here as soon as possible, eh, elf?"
She didn¡¯t need him to remind her again. This time, Luo Ning led the way. Use some skills, some magical abilities, to guide them through the burning forest. As a ranger, Vereesa could do no more. Ronin led her along a path that the elf couldn't even see until they passed by.
From beginning to end. The dragon kept gliding overhead, tearing at its own skin. Vereesa glanced up and saw that he was even trying to suck her own blood. His claws, one of the few things still usable, were tearing apart his armored skin. As for the orc, she found no trace; there were signs that the sharp-toothed warrior had lost control and fallen. Vereesa had no mercy for him.
"What did you do to that dragon?" she finally had the chance to ask breathlessly.
Luo Ning was determined to find the end of the sea of ??fire, and did not even look back at her. "My pre-planned path has not been cleared! The dragon must endure yet more wrath!"
Luo Ning looked like he was quarreling with himself, but for the first time the ranger discovered that he had left a deep impression on him. He seemed to have made a certain death situation safer if they could find a way out.
Behind them. The dragon roared, venting his frustration.
"How long will this spell last?"
Now he finally stopped to look at her, and the look she saw made her feel deeply disappointed. "It's almost over"
They felt the results immediately. Whichever way they turned, the fire surrounded them, but in the end they only touched the edge of the flames, and through it they found a place where only the choking smoke could harm them. The two of them breathed hard, stumbling and groping, looking for a path that would allow the wind to blow from the front. Thereby slowing down the speed of the flames and smoke chasing behind.
Then they heard a roar that made them tremble, but there was no hint of pain in the roar. Instead, it was filled with rage and hatred. The mage and ranger turned around and glanced at the crimson guy in the distance.
"The power of the spell is gone," Ronin muttered unnecessarily. The spell did wear off, and Vereesa had noticed that the dragon had learned exactly who was responsible for his suffering. The dragon relied on its strong and tough wings to rush towards them accurately, undoubtedly wanting them to pay a heavy price.
"Do you have any other spells to deal with him?" as they ran away. Vereesa shouted.
"Maybe! But I'd rather not use it here! The dragon will capture us along with that spell!"
It seems that the dragon would never do that anyway. The elf hoped that Ronin could find a way to cast his deadly spell before they became the beast's meal.
"How far is it?" The mage almost lost his breath. "How far is it from Husk?"
"Too far."
¡°Are there any other alliance camps from here to there?¡±
She tried to think. A place came to mind, but she couldn't remember its name or direction. She only remembered that place was a day's journey from here. "There seems to be a place, but"
The dragon's roar once again made them both tremble. A shadow passed over their heads.
"If you still have any spells you can use, I suggest you use them now." Vereesa thought againown bow. With it. She had at least a slight hope of success in aiming for the dragon's eye. The shock and pain of a shot to the eye might be enough to send the monster away.
They almost collided when Luo Ning suddenly stopped and was about to face the terrifying w¨¥ixi¨¦. He took her arms with surprisingly strong hands for a mage and moved the ranger aside. His eyes sparkled, something Vereesa had heard only happened when powerful mages cast spells, but she had never seen it before.
His arms were straight up, pointing in the direction of the red dragon.
He began to mutter to himself, in a language Vereesa didn't recognize, but for some reason the language sent shivers up and down her spine.
Luo Ning gathered his hands together and prepared to read it again
Through the clouds came three winged things.
Vereesa took a breath, and the tall mage stopped his tongue and stopped the spell. He began to curse God, but the elves soon discovered that those things were only coming towards their terrible enemy.
??Gryphonsstrong, eagle-headed, lion-body, winged griffinsand the knights riding on them
She pulled down Luo Ning's arm forcefully. "Don't do anything!"
He glared at her. But nodded. Together they stared at the dragon that filled their field of vision.
Three griffins suddenly attacked the dragon, and the dragon looked back in surprise. Now Vereesa could see the knights clearly. In the distant Eyrie Mountains, a legendary place even more mountainous than the elven realm of Quel'Thalas, only dwarves from there can ride these savage griffinsand only these well-trained ones. Only warriors and their mounts can face the dragon head-on in the air.
Although much smaller than the red beast, the gryphon can use huge claws that are so sharp that they can tear apart dragon scales. And a beak that can dig into muscles to make up for the difference in body shape. In the sky, they can move more quickly and flexibly, turning at angles that dragons cannot compare to.
Dwarves do more than simply control their mounts, either. Compared to their more earthy relatives, alpine dwarves are slightly taller, thinner and less muscular. While their most powerful weapon when patrolling the skies is the legendary Storm Hammer, the trio carry a weapon they wield with skill: a massive, long-handled double-edged battle axe. The blade, which was made of a hard metal similar to an alloy, could even cut through the thick scales of the giant beast. It is rumored that the great griffon knight Kurdran once killed a dragon much larger than this one with just one precise aim. He was using such a tomahawk at the time.
The winged animals surrounded their enemy, forcing it to constantly turn from this direction to that to determine which griffin was most interesting to them. The orcs had long known to be wary of the gryphon, but without its rider, this particular monster was at a loss. The dwarves quickly increased their advantage, flying their mounts around to add to the dragon's frustration. The long beards and ponytails of the wild dwarves swayed in the wind as they smiled as they faced the huge enemy in front of them. The roaring laughter only made the dragon angrier. He clawed and bit wildly, spraying flames that had no effect.
¡°They are completely disorienting the dragon,¡± Vereesa commented. At the same time, I was deeply impressed by this tactic. "They know that Long is young, and Long's bad temper will make him lose his original tactics!"
"This is a good opportunity for us to leave," Luo Ning replied.
"They might need our help!"
"I have a mission to perform," he said, "and they have a good grasp of the situation."
He is quite right. The situation in the battle seemed to belong to the Griffin Knights, although they had not yet launched a serious attack. The three of them kept flying in circles next to the red dragon. It was so winding that the dragon was almost dizzy. The dragon tried to focus on one of them, but the other griffons kept diverting the dragon's attention. Only once did the flames miss one of its winged opponents.
A dwarf suddenly raised his great axe, its top gleaming in the dusk. He and his mount flew close to the dragon again, as they neared the back of the beast's head. Suddenly swooped over.
The claws dug deep into the dragon's neck, tearing open its scales. Just as the dragon was experiencing sudden severe pain, the dwarf swung his giant axe.
The blade penetrated deeply. Although it cannot kill the dragon directly, it is enough to make the dragon scream in pain.
Relying purely on instinct, the dragon turned. His wings swept the dwarves and griffons with surprising surprise, causing them to lose their balance and spiral downwards. The knight managed to control his balance, but he??The ax left his clenched hand and flew to the ground.
Vereesa instinctively ran towards the direction where the weapon fell, but Ronin stopped her with his arm. "I told you, we need to leave!"
She wanted to continue arguing, but a quick glance at the battle situation made her realize that what she originally planned to do was of no use at all. The injured dragon flew high into the sky, although it was still harassed by the gryphon knights. Even with the ax, all Vereesa could do was wield it uselessly.
"Okay," the elf muttered.
They worked hard together, now relying on Vereesa's knowledge of the place to decide their final destination. In the sky behind them, the dragons and griffons grew smaller and smaller, partly because the battlefield was moving in the opposite direction from Vereesa and his companions.
"Strange" She heard the mage talking to himself.
"What's wrong?"
He spoke. "These ears are more than just pretty, right? So what are they for?"
Vereesa was angered by this insult. Humans and dwarves are quite suspicious of the elven race with their natural and elegant appearance. Elves' long, tapering ears are often the focus of ridicule. Her ears had been compared more than once to those of donkeys, pigs, and even goblins. Although Vereesa never drew weapons against those who spoke so of her, she did make them regret their words.
The mage¡¯s emerald green eyes narrowed. "I'm sorry; you took my words as an insult. I didn't mean them."
She doubted the veracity of what he said, but she knew she had to accept his feeble attempt at an apology. Suppressing the anger in her chest, she asked again. "What makes you so curious?"
"Why did this dragon appear at such a timely time?"
"If you think so, you'd better ask where the griffins came from. After all, they drove the dragon away."
He shook his head. "Someone saw the dragon and reported it. Those knights were simply doing their duty," he considered. "I know that the Dragonmaw clan plans to resist stubbornly and try to gather other resisting clans and those territories that are surrounded, but this is not the way to go to those places."
"Who can say what an orc is thinking? This is obviously an undisciplined predator. Humans, this is not the first time they have attacked the Alliance like this."
"No. But I want to know what if." Luo Ning stopped talking, because they suddenly noticed something moving in the woods in every direction.
With practiced and agile movements, the ranger drew her sword from its scabbard. Beside her, Ronin's hands reached into the folds of his mage's robes, no doubt preparing to cast a spell. Vereesa said nothing, but she doubted how much help he would be able to provide in the coming battle. It would be better for him to stand back and let her be the first attacker.
too late. Six burly guys on horseback suddenly broke through the woods and surrounded them. Their silver armor still gleamed despite the dim light. The elf found a spear pointed at her chest. Ronin had more than one spear touching his chest. There was another resting on his shoulder.
Helmets decorated with lion heads concealed the facial features of their captors. As a ranger, Vereesa wondered how they could operate alone despite the ongoing war in this equipment. The six-man team in this saddle seemed to come and go with complete freedom. Their tall, gray horses, also clad in armor, looked unruffled under the weight the knights imposed on them.
The newcomers carried no flags, and the only identifier of their identity seemed to be the embossed image of a hand reaching toward heaven on their breastplates. Vereesa felt like she knew where they came from, but that didn't make her feel at ease. The last time the elves saw such people, they were wearing different armor than now. The helmet has sharp horns, and the breastplate and shield are decorated with the emblem of Lordaeron's wisdom.
Finally the seventh knight slowly emerged from the woods. This knight was wearing the more traditional armor that Vereesa had originally expected. He wore a helmet with less coverage. In the shadow, Vereesa could see a strong, and for a human, older and wiser face, with a neat, gray beard. The emblems of Lordaeron and his own faith were not just marked on his shield and breastplate. It's also on the helmet. A buckle decorated with a silver lion's head fastened the belt to a giant, sharply pointed hammer that he was accustomed to using.
¡°An elf,¡± he whispered as he examined her. "Your strong arms must be very popular." The man who seemed to be a leader then looked at Luo Ning and finally commented frankly and contemptuously, ???And this damn soul. Put your hands where we can see them so we won't be tempted to chop them off. "
When Luo Ning tried to suppress his anger. Vereesa was dubious to discover that she had been arrested. They had been captured by the paladins of Lordaeron and the knights of the legendary Order of the Silver Hand.
Murphy¡¯s story is as good as ever. While the little ones were satisfied, they were also starting to plot, when will they plot against their sister-in-law again? What will happen next! They really want to know what happened next!
¡°Hmm, the little guys at this time still don¡¯t know what they will encounter tomorrow, so the follow-up to this story was not heard until a year later.
¡°Ahem, okay, let¡¯s withdraw the topic.
Zhull looked at Murphy after he finished the story. He smiled and said: "Okay, let's now share the equipment dropped by the tenacious Van Kress!"
¡°Yes~~~~¡± the little ones who were so satisfied with the story responded happily.
Only Luo Wei looked at the obviously uncomfortable expressions of his second brother and his sister-in-law and decided in his heart that he must wake up his little girlfriend later. He must be a good boy these days, otherwise , the tragedy cannot be explained!
Zhuoer didn¡¯t care what Luo Wei was muttering secretly over there. He just nodded to Murphy and reached out directly to touch the drop of the tenacious Van Kress.
Mantle of Evil Vengeance
Bind after picking up
Shoulder leather armor
170 points of armor
+16 Strength
+30 Agility
+14 Stamina
Requires level sixty
Desert Raider Statue
Bind after picking up
only
Accessories
Requires level sixty
?Use: Reduce the w¨¥ixi¨¦ you generate by 70%, lasting 20 seconds.
Watching it fall, the little guys were a little dumbfounded.
Oh, which Desert Marauder statue is this idiot referring to? The Evil Vengeance Mantle obviously belongs to a thief, so just give it in order.
The poor man Chou is the famous ot king of the Scarlet Cross Guild. At this time, his eyes were shining when he looked at the desert predator statue, and he shouted: "Boss, this desert predator statue can reduce hatred!"
"Yes, yes! Are there any such accessories?" The little ones immediately became excited.
Youqing Lily also became excited and said: "Boss, this accessory can reduce hatred by 70%. It's amazing!"
Zhuoer laughed and said: "Since everyone asked about this desert predator statue first, let me first explain to you the purpose of this accessory, um. To be precise, it is the specific function."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." The little guys nodded sharply.
Zhuoer coughed slightly. Said: "First of all, everyone can read the words above, which will reduce the w¨¥ixi¨¦ you generate by 70% and last for 20 seconds. The meaning of this sentence is very simple. Within 20 seconds of opening the desert predator statue, all hatred Reduce it by 70%. You can hit it at will during these twenty seconds. What needs to be noted is that if you have the blessing of salvation on you, well, according to my calculation, the hatred should be completely gone."
"Wow~~~It's so good!" The eyes of the little guys became brighter.
They all understood what their boss said. With this Desert Reaver statue accessory, they don't have to think about OT or not in 20 seconds.
Zhuoer continued: "Besides, this accessory is different from the priest's fading. The fading technique will completely and completely suppress hatred, but the effect of this desert predator statue is that after the effect disappears for twenty seconds, The hatred will be added back, so, generally speaking, it is very good for DPS professions to use this thing to do short-term high damage output. As for treatment, it is also very good. At least you can increase the blood vigorously in these 20 seconds and it will not be OT. of."
The little guys listened carefully and thought carefully in their minds.
After a while, the poor man Chou said: "Boss, I have another question."
"Say." Zhuoer said simply.
The poor man Chou asked: "The role of this Desert Marauder Statue jewelry is to reduce hatred by 70%, right? And it also has a duration of 20 seconds, which means that it can only reduce hatred when it is turned on, then , where is the hatred before?¡±
Zhuoer smiled and said, "Well, let me give you an example."
"Yeah." The little guys nodded.
Zhuoer said slowly: "When I go to fight the boss, first of all, every time I attack??Inflicted one hundred hatred. I attacked ten times and created one thousand hatred. Then I opened the Desert Marauder statue. Then I continued to attack. The hatred caused by each attack became thirty hatred. After twenty seconds passed, I caused 600 hatred, plus the hatred I created at the beginning was 1,600 hatred. Well, it seems a bit confusing. Do you understand? "
The little guys blinked and asked: "Boss, does this mean that the previous hatred will not disappear?"
"Absolutely!" Zhuoer nodded simply.
¡°So, it¡¯s very different from a thief¡¯s feint attack!¡± the poor man said with an ugly grin.
Youqing Lily also said: "It's different from the pastor's fade-out!"
"It's different!" Zhuoer laughed and said, "These belong to two systems completely!"
The little guys grinned.
Zhuoer smiled and said: "Okay, it's time for us to divide the equipment!"
¡°Oh~~~¡±
??Zhuoer smiled slightly and said: "First of all, the Desert Marauder statue, because this accessory is for all professions"
"Full professional?" The little guys said in shock: "Boss, are you saying that everyone is qualified?"
"Of course!" Zhuoer nodded and said, "Then, let me see whose turn it is to take it this time, eh? Is it Saria's turn? Her Majesty, do you want this?"
Saria raised her eyebrows and said, "Is it my turn?"
"Yes," Zhuoer nodded and asked, "Do you want it?"
Saria was silent for a moment and said simply: "No."
Zall was not surprised by what Salia said. After all, Salia, who has the skill of suspended animation and is also very sensitive to hatred, does not have too strong demand for this desert predator statue. It is quite normal for her to give up.
Zhuoer smiled slightly and said: "Your Majesty, you said it so easily."
Saria laughed and said, "Well, everything is for the benefit of the guild!"
Zhuoer rolled his eyes and said angrily amidst the snickering of the little guys: "In that case, Fei'er, do you want this accessory?"
Murphy is right behind Zall.
Murphy raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips, and smiled: "Of course!"
As the No. 1 DPS profession of the Scarlet Cross Guild, Murphy has a strong demand for this desert predator statue!
Zhuoer turned to look at Mayfair and directly assigned the Desert Marauder statue to Murphy.
Although Murphy is good at controlling hatred, this one can obviously increase dps, so it is a good choice for Murphy.
After the desert predator statues were assigned, the Evil Vengeance Mantle was next. This leather shoulder was given directly to Mei Mei, which made this kid very happy.
After getting rid of the stubborn Van Kress, the little guys immediately asked: "Boss, sister-in-law, where are we going?"
Yes, which way to go.
When Zall was distributing equipment here, the little guys had already discovered two different paths.
Zhuoer looked at it and said directly: "Men are on the left and women are on the right, take the right path!"
"Yes~~~" the little guys grinned.
¡°I already knew that my boss would say this. When I met Lord Cree and Wimmao with Princess Yalki, wasn¡¯t it because my boss chose the right side?
They are just praying that the boss in front will not be too painful.
Well, the prayers of the little guys have worked, because the road on the right leads to Princess Haholan, another silithid princess of the Ahn'Qiraj Empire. This boss is comparable to Vicidus at the end of the road on the left. Much easier to fight.
Although the difficulty level of this mutant insect princess is not much easier!
Of course, the little ones at this time don¡¯t know yet, what they have to face now are the groups of bugs on the road!
Still in front of a passage, the little guys looked at the new monster in front of them.
A group of two Vicky Creepers.
Looking at the Vickney Creeper patrolling back and forth, the little guys stared at it for a long time before saying, "Well, it's just a white scorpion!"
Zhuoer smiled and said: "Don't underestimate these scorpions! According to the data, these scorpions are not easy to deal with!"
"It doesn't matter, it's just two! Just shoot them to death!" The little guys looked very unconcerned. (To be continued) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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