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As one of the four spirit priests, Harraz has a very high status among the Amani trolls, second only to Zulkin and the witch lord Makaras. Now Tarajaman actually opens his mouth and says that he is a lower creature. Such contempt for the red fruit directly makes him furious.

Harraz is not a good temper. If he can resist Taragaman's contempt, he is not a cat spirit priest. Harraz roared and jumped on him. Taragaman raised his sword without showing any weakness, and the two powerful guys fought together again.

Hawksbill slowly pulled open the Sky Fire Eagle Bow, and a translucent arrow gradually condensed. The King of Rangers, no matter what you are fighting alone or something, he only knew that Harraz killed him and commanded more than ten Silver Moon Rangers, and he would not stop without killing this big bobcat.

With Taragaman facing the battle head-on and Hawksbill assisting on the side, Hallaz's threat was lifted. The Silver Moon Rangers gathered again, and sharp arrows shot at the Amani Trolls like rain to provide strong support to the attacking orc warriors and Dark Spear Trolls.

Leadlin chanted a spell, and a fountain-like thing sprayed with holy light was generated, which was the Spring of Light. Under the sprayed holy light treatment, the Silver Moon Ranger, who was injured under the claw of Harraz, quickly recovered from his injuries and joined the battle again.

Um?

Has murderous intent!

Leo found that Leadlin looked at Harraz with a bit of danger. It seemed that the casualties and injuries of the same clan made the Blood Elf Eagle Eagle really angry.

Harraz is in danger, and it seems that I need to let it get relief sooner.

Leoluo moved his fingers slightly, curse of pain, corrosion, and siphon of life appeared on Harraz. The warlock's dark spell eroded Harraz's body and attacked its soul source.

"You want Yiduo to win?" Harraz roared. The cat spirit priest was not worried about his situation. "Let you see the power of the Bobcat Soul."

Bobcats with a size comparable to a tiger suddenly came out. Their strength was not as strong as Harraz, and they could not cross the fierce battlefield. They circled a large circle before they arrived. At this time, they just supported their leaders.

"Damn, these damn bobcats will sneak up."

Frelin, who was fighting side by side with the orcs and the Dark Spear Troll in front of him, cursing and killing people. It would be impossible to protect the Silver Moon Ranger without the warrior. The number of these bobcats is about 2,000. It is difficult for the Silver Moon Ranger to kill them before they get close.

The Amani Bobcat was very fast. Before Frelin led the Blood Elf Warrior to arrive, he had already rushed to Silver Moon Ranger. Nearly twenty blood elves dressed in priests rushed up bravely and screamed.

These Amani Bobcats are different from Harraz. Their minds are not that strong. The bobcats rushed up under the priest's heart scream and ran around in fear, blocking their companions behind them and buying precious time for the blood elves. By the time they get rid of the influence of the heart scream, a group of blood elves warriors have blocked between them and the Silver Moon Ranger.

Harraz, this idiot.

Zulkin regretted choosing Harraz and Nalorak as the Four Spirits Priests. The former is irritable, while the latter is too scheming. If Harraz can endure it, and after his lynx arrives, it is definitely not a problem to kill hundreds of Silver Moon Rangers. Nalorak is even more stupid. Judging from his appearance, you will know that he has been plotted against. In this case, he will still stay to fight the Paladin instead of choosing to withdraw. Isn’t this seeking death?

The shortcomings of Harraz and Narolak were too obvious and too fatal. The condescending Zulkin saw the situation of the two priests in his eyes and couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

"The warriors of the Amani Empire, give these invaders a little color."

Amid Zurkin's shouting, a group of trolls riding the Amani War Bears galloped out, and nearly two hundred Amani War Bears, who were no less than the giant grizzly, rushed into the battlefield with fierce momentum.

The elite among the Amani trolls - the Amani War Messenger appeared.

Faced with the collision of the Amani War Bear, even with the strong physique of the orc warrior, the formation of the orcs and the Dark Spear Troll was broken through several gaps. The Amani Troll saw this and rushed forward and drove his opponent off the stone steps.

It has a very powerful rushing ability. Whether it is the orc's wolf warrior or the velociraptor of the dark spear troll, it is inferior to the Amani War Messenger in the rushing direction.

Compared with the busy Itrig and Woking, Leo was very idle, and had time to evaluate the ability of the Amani War Messenger and other troops.

The Amani trolls have limited food and cannot feed too many war bears, which leads to the small number of war envoys of the Amani War. If this battle is carried out on open terrain, these two hundred war bears are not too threatening, but on the stone steps with limited range, they will bring great trouble to the orcs and the Dark Spear Trolls.

The whistling wind sounded, and it started raining in the sky, and a heavy rain of stone axes.

A large group of Amani axe throwers threw stone axes at the orcs and the Dark Spear Trolls from a high position. The lethality of the stone axes is much stronger than that of the arrows. As long as you are hit in the head, no matter whether you are an orcs or a Dark Spear Trolls, you will be finished.

Itrig and Woking had no choice but to let the warriors in front of them retreat for a while and avoid the aura of the Amani trolls first.

Bake! Bake!...

The earth suddenly burst out with flames, and the fierce and ruthless flames burned the ground red. The Amani war messenger who was riding a war bear was rushing down by the fire and the war bear was madly hurt. Before they could get up, their huge bear paws stomped on their bodies.

Olifilos and his mages cast a flaming storm, blocking the attack of the Armani War Messenger.

The war between the Blood Elves and the Amani Trolls lasted for thousands of years, and they were very experienced in dealing with the Amani war messenger Olifilos.

"Kill those war bears."

With Wojin's order, the Dark Spear Hunters threw out the javelins and nailed the two hundred crazy war bears into sieves. Without the control of the Amani War Envoy, the Amani War Bears who were struggling in the flames storm had no idea of ​​resisting the Dark Spear Hunter's attack, but in a dozen breaths they encountered the end of total destruction.

Abominable elf.

Zulkin was very hated. If there weren't ten blood elves magicians present, how could the other party could have destroyed the two hundred Amani war envoys under his command so easily?

The elves should be damned if they take the blame.

After cursing secretly, Zulkin's eyes floated to Zu'aman, as if they were looking forward to something.

A red cloud covered the area of ​​the twenty-level steps at the bottom of the stone steps. Fireballs fell like rain. The Amani trolls who had just driven the enemy down the stone steps fell into the fire rain before they could cheer.

Warlock's Rain of Fire?

Zulkin was very surprised that even if the one who casts the Rain of Fire was a legendary warlock, it would not be possible for the Amani troll to die so quickly. It is not difficult to barely support the attack range of the Rain of Fire with the physical fitness of the troll to escape the Rain of Fire. How could he fall to the ground with trembling all over when he was hit by the fireball?

Staring at Leo who was casting spells, Zulkin felt that the human spell contained strangeness. Unfortunately, he had no research on magic and did not see the tricks.

Leo's Rain of Evil Flame Cleared nearly twenty steps. Itrig and Woking seized the opportunity to command their troops to kill again. Without the threat of the Amani War Envoy, the Orcs and the Dark Spear Trolls attacked again against the Amani Axe Thrower's stone axe.

A strange scream came from Zuerjin's mouth. Zu Aman Dragon Eagle, who was playing chase game in the sky by four skull dragons, suddenly turned around and rushed towards the ground. The dragon eagles spewed out flames, and the target was the blood elves fighting against the bobcats.

Zulkin made up his mind to find trouble for the blood elves and make the Amani troll's feud pay a heavy price.

The orc warriors under Itrig and the dark spear trolls under Wojin are fighting with Zurkin's subordinates for control of the stone steps. They cannot draw hands to help the blood elves resist the attack of Zu Aman Dragon Eagle, and the blood elves can only rely on themselves.

"Silver Moon Ranger, change the target!"

The Zu Aman Dragon Eagle came, and Hawksbill didn't care about the bobcats entangled with the blood elf warrior. Under his command, the Silver Moon Ranger targeted the attack target at the Zu Aman Dragon Eagle in the sky. The King of Rangers's face was serious. He knew that even if he could annihilate these Zu Aman Dragon Eagle Silver Moon Rangers, he would not lose a small amount.

Originally, the blood elves present, including Olifilos, were not afraid of the threat of Zuo Aman Dragon Eagle. However, the mages had just cast a flame storm and destroyed Zuerkin's Amani War Envoy troops in the magic emissary period. The mages did not dare to use alchemy drugs to quickly recover because of some concerns, which gave Zuo Aman Dragon Eagle an opportunity to take advantage of.

Looking at the storm of Zu Aman Dragon Eagle Leo, he almost laughed out loud, and I said, don’t think you will sniff the flames and ignore me, okay?

Indeed, Leo admitted that the nemesis of the poison explosion technique is flame, and the poisonous fog cannot play a big role in the blazing flame, so the skill that deals with Zu Aman War Eagle cannot have much effect on the Dragon Eagle.

But this does not mean that Leo has no choice but to use Zu Aman Dragon Eagle.

"Leadlin, be ready to accept the second exchange I have for Silver Moon City."

Leo's voice came into Leadlin's ears, and the Blood Elf Eagle Count looked at him and saw Flintag waving the scepter in his hand.

Glamorous lightning flashed, and rushing currents like waves swept across the rushing Zu Aman Dragon Eagle in an instant. The flames spewed out of the dragon eagle's mouth were extinguished in the lightning.

The million-volt ban effect of the magic caused the Zu Aman Dragon Eagle to suffer a lot.

Just as the Zu Aman Dragon Eagle was forbidden by millions of volts, a strong wind suddenly blew within a few hundred meters centered on the silent Zu Aman Dragon Eagle group, and heavy rain poured down.

Flintag held the scepter high, and the light flashed on the top of the scepter.

Boom boom boom boom...

The roar of lightning resounded throughout Zuo Aman.

"A thunderstorm will come to Zu Aman!"

(Thanks to book friends: I was a cat's reward in my previous life^_^)
Chapter completed!