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Elisande originally thought that Azshara should stay in her new home on the outskirts of Dragon City. In her inherent impression, the light of light seldom went out and spent most of her time squatting in her eternal palace. Waiting for the ministers and ministers to come to see him.

However, in fact, Azshara, who was extremely still and restless, was following Sarlayan and Valeela, watching the changes in Lakish's expression with great interest.

Sarlayan also partially agrees with Elisande's view of Rakish. After years of brainwashing, this guy's brain circuit is somewhat abnormal.

Logically speaking, after realizing that they have been ambushed, a normal person will definitely try to find out the origin and details of the assassin cautiously, and only then choose to fight to the death after confirming that there is no way out.

However, after getting over the initial shock, Lakish actually confidently led his demon troops to attack the three of Sarlayan.

Sarlayan felt very speechless about this. If he had not confirmed Lakish's strength through the Eagle Eye Technique, he would have thought that he had made an error in judging this guy's strength.

[A mere level 61 demigod goalkeeper, who gave him the confidence to take the initiative to charge towards Sarlayan? Kil'jaeden? 】

[Don’t ask, it’s just reckless to ask. Anyway, the Burning Legion can still be resurrected after death. 】

[Those are the demons that died at the hands of Sarlayan under normal circumstances... Do you really think there is a possibility for them to be resurrected? The example of Tichondrius is still very close. 】

[The ignorant are fearless. 】

"Ha..." Sarlayan put one hand on his forehead and shook his head, dumbfounded: "I always feel that the energy I spent formulating the ambush plan was just to show the blind man, but suddenly I lost interest... I'll leave it to you to handle it."

Azshara curled her lips in disgust: "I have no interest in such idiots with abnormal brains. Vashj, you cooperate with Valeera to get rid of them all."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

In addition to the three Sarlayans standing struttingly in the middle of the road, the Azshara maidens led by Vashj were hiding on the roadside with the help of the large-scale shadow curtain held up by Valeera. Originally, she thought this ambush would be more difficult. ,did not expect……

Lakish, who holds a crimson war hammer in his hand, has a great fighting style. He seems not to worry about the enemy leaving wounds on him at all. As soon as the battle begins, he puts on a posture of exchanging injuries for injuries.

Sarlayan finally knew where the countless scars on Lakish's body came from. They were not originally caused by torture and brainwashing by "his own people."

Valeera was a little speechless at the two hands-off shopkeepers behind her, but the hard-working little squirrel didn't get angry at this juncture. He picked up two artifact daggers and sneaked into the enemy's position.

The elite group of maids led by Valeera drew firepower head-on, and Valeera shuttled back and forth in the shadows like a fish in water.

Lakish's fearless fighting style looks very intimidating, but it is of no use in the face of the absolute gap in strength.

Less than 3 minutes into the fight, he had three more wounds on his body that were deep enough to show the bones. There was also a gray-black shadow aura lingering around the wounds, which blocked the demon's powerful self-healing ability to a certain extent.

If Valeera hadn't been merciful out of concern for Velen's feelings, this butcher who didn't know what defense was meant to be at risk of being killed with one hit.

Lakish's own strength is indeed very poor... at least among the ranks of demigods, he is at the bottom.

However, in order to ensure that he could successfully complete the task of assassinating Velen, Kil'jaeden did not leave him any cards.

Seeing that he could not defeat Valeera, the feverish Rakish finally regained consciousness temporarily under the stimulation of pain.

"I admit that you are quite capable, but it is absolutely impossible for you to defeat me with just these people!"

"Come out!" Lakish raised his left hand with a green bracelet: "Fel Breaker!"

“#@￥\u0026!”

A mechanical creation speaking a strange language suddenly appeared out of thin air behind Lakish, just in time to block another round of Shadow Step raid from Valeela.

"This is……"

Although Valeela's artifact dagger is not as destructive as heavy weapons, its sharpness is far superior to those heavy weapons.

Quel'Sera's short sword only cut into the armor of the mechanical creation a few centimeters before getting stuck. Before the opponent could launch a counterattack, Valeela drew the sword in time and evacuated.

The next second, Valeera's previous location was swept by a ray of evil energy.

"Hey~" Sarlayan looked up at the evil mechanical creation that was about 5 meters tall: "Is it a single-soldier mecha? The materials used in its production seem to be quite precious, a special machine?"

"Don't put aside that rational analysis."

Valeela retreated back to Sarlayan and complained to him angrily: "I'm not good at dealing with such stupid, big, dark and cumbersome things, I'll leave it to you."

As a thief, Valeera has extremely specialized combat power against living things. As long as the enemy is made of flesh and blood, she can burst out with extremely strong output ability in a short period of time. This kind of big iron block with rough skin and thick flesh can It is indeed not suitable for her to demolish it.

Sarlayan turned to look at Azshara who was covering her mouth and yawning, smiled wryly, shrugged and said, "Okay, then let me test the quality of this mecha."

Without pulling out any weapons, Sarlayan faced the Fel Breaker who had merged with Lakish head-on with his bare hands.

"drink!"

Using the monk fighting skills he learned earlier, Sharlayan punched the Fel Breaker's left arm head-on.

Without any suspense, this mighty-looking evil mecha immediately erupted with a large amount of electric sparks, and the left arm that received Sarlayan's direct hit was scrapped on the spot.

Rakish, who was laughing wildly a second ago, was instantly mute like Kun who was grabbed by the neck. Sharlayan, who was delighted to see the hunter, flexibly surrounded the low-mobility Fel Breaker and smashed it. With a punch and a kick, all the combat units of this mecha were quickly destroyed.

The unpowered fel mecha was like a living coffin. Even though he knew he had kicked an iron plate, Lakish could only jump out of the cockpit and try to fight to the death.

At the same time, the group of maids who cooperated very well had also killed Lakish's men to a rout.

After his ability in handling government affairs, Sarlayan saw the combat ability of the maids at close range, and he was not disappointed.

"Well!"

Having had enough fun, Sarlayan easily grabbed Lakish's neck with one hand. Seeing that the iron-headed boy was still trying to struggle, Sarlayan slammed him to the ground more than a dozen times with a displeased look on his face.

"Are you still naughty?"

"Damn! The devil never..."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"What now?"

"I won't……"

"boom!"

"continue?"

"..."

Facts have proved that the devil's willpower is like Schrödinger. Sometimes it is as solid as a rock, and sometimes it is worthless.

Rakish seemed to want to continue speaking harshly, but his body riddled with holes was warning him - no, you don't want to.

Lakish, who finally understood the situation, simply kept silent. As the last demon who resisted was electrocuted into char by Vashqi's own hands, the only sound that could be heard was Lakish's hoarse breathing like a bellows.

"Let's go."

Sarlayan raised his hand and opened a portal leading directly to New Shattrath: "Kil'jaeden will soon get news from these demons who have returned to Argus. We need to go back and forth to New Shattrath as soon as possible. That guy should be very Soon I will be unable to sit still and take action myself."