The Immortals Of The Wizarding World

Chapter 281 The giant snake around the tree, the fear brought by the sea Della

Gada!

Feeling the disappearance of Eli's breath, Hai Della suddenly froze in place.

In the next second, his huge body began to turn over, and the other two snake heads also jumped out, circling around, as if looking for where Eli went? But it was not found.

"Gada!"

Hai Della was a little confused.

This is his first time away from Eli.

From its birth to the present, it has always stayed by Eli's side.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Hai Della seemed to recover from the sadness, her eyes gradually became fierce, and the slightest connection in the air gradually became clear.

As long as he swallowed all the bloody threads, he can return.

Thinking of this, Hai Della felt one of the bloodlines, and a large number of shadows slowly appeared on the ground, and his body slowly merged into the shadows.

Then in the shadows, the fast way forward.

Hunting time.

After a while, he arrived at the first destination.

...

By a river.

This is a river flowing in the mountains. The river extends from the north to the south. There is a large open space beside the river. At this time, a huge magic wolf is drinking water in the open space.

The demon wolf is about five meters long, with silver fur, and there is a lightning-like mark on its head. Its aura is very strong, reaching the middle stage of the third ring!

At this time, tens of meters away from him, there were dozens of monsters watching the wolf drinking water from a distance, not daring to move a step.

Cuckoo!

Looking at this scene, Demon Wolf is still very proud.

When he woke up, who would have thought that the wizards of the past had disappeared, and there were only some weak warlocks. Although he was still a slave, at least he was on the ordinary battlefield, not the battlefield with other worlds.

The world war is much more dangerous than this. He once participated as a slave of a wizard. It was a real meat grinder. In order to protect his homeland, the master of another world would really go all out. Even if he participated in that war, Suffered a dozen fatal wounds!

At least you can still enjoy a happy life every day. This is not what happiness is.

Looking back at his men, he lowered his head to drink water again!

Soon, it drank the water and was ready to leave.

But when he turned his head, he froze.

Where are his men!

At this moment, in the open space by the bank, his original dozen or so subordinates all disappeared one by one, and now there is only one wolf on the crowded river bank!

Woohoo!

He immediately tensed up, and his body tensed up.

Looking around the front, it seems to want to find out what happened?

But in the next second, he seemed to feel something, and looked back suddenly.

Behind him, the huge shadow was already like a wave, five or six meters high, and in the shadow, three pairs of eyes looked at him as if they were looking at a dead wolf!

The magic wolf was stunned and was about to turn around and run away.

But in the next second, he only felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and when he looked down, his body had already fallen into the shadow, and it was getting deeper and deeper!

Whoooo!

The wolf howled.

After a few seconds, the howling disappeared.

After the wolf died, Hai Della made a sound, then changed direction and continued to set off.

...

at the same time.

There is a place behind the mountain range, in a camp.

This is the base of the Holy Tower in the mountains, responsible for the dispatch and combat of the entire Warcraft, and here, the wizard Sanchell is in charge.

At this time Sanqier was in a tent, and not far from him was a shelf on which were hung a dozen bloody tokens.

Suddenly, one of the tokens shattered, and the bloody token cracked one after another. Then, with a click, it shattered into pieces, and the pieces fell to the ground.

Sanchere froze for a moment, then frowned.

The tokens represent the cores of more than a dozen monsters they control. There is only one possibility of breaking them, and that is death!

"How is it possible, the monsters of the third ring, there is still something in this mountain range that can threaten them?" Sanchere couldn't believe it, and shouted loudly.

Every core has three rings. With this kind of strength, what will happen in the wild to die. Could it be that the Bloodline Tower sneaked in?

impossible!

Sanchell shook his head.

This is unlikely, even if that is the case, how can they find the core!

Is that really an accident?

Thornwell can only attribute the reason to this conjecture in the end.

But he still had to investigate, he thought for a while, and prepared to get up.

But in the next second, another token shattered on the shelf with a click!

Sanchell's eyes widened, staring at the shelf.

grunt!

His throat moved slightly, two of them disappeared in such a short time, what happened!

At this moment, he realized that something was wrong.

"No, I'll wait!" Sanchere thought.

Waiting a few minutes, he wants to see if it happens again.

Sure enough, five minutes later, with another click, another token shattered.

The corner of Sanchere's mouth twitched, already realizing that there was a big problem, and it was a problem he didn't know.

Do nothing!

He immediately ran to the shelf, took more than a dozen tokens in his hand, and ordered all the core monsters to gather towards the camp, and brought their subordinates with them!

After giving the order, Sanchere was relieved.

In this way, it should be no problem.

I just don't know what it is, but it actually killed two cores.

As long as the monsters gather together, can this bastard who doesn't know whether it's a human or a beast can directly rush into their camp and kill more than a dozen cores!

"hehe!"

Thinking of this, Sanchell was a little happy!

...

Although this mountain range is a small mountain range, even so, when the monsters are scattered everywhere and want to return, it still takes time, and this time may still cause problems.

Sanchere waited silently.

five minutes later.

A token is broken again.

Another ten minutes later, another one broke.

Another five minutes.

This time, there was finally a core of the three rings returning, which made Sanchere heave a sigh of relief.

Time passed little by little.

In the blink of an eye, two hours had passed.

Sankiel looked at the remaining eight tokens, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

There are a dozen or so, and only half of them are left at this time.

Fortunately, the Warcraft cores had already arrived at the camp.

Thinking of this, Sanchere walked out of the tent slowly. Outside the tent, eight monsters with three rings were standing on the ground, as if they were waiting for something!

Seeing Sanchere with the token come out, the monsters looked over one by one and let out a roar.

"Is this what's left?" Sangkier's heart bleeds, you know, they almost lost several cores in such a short period of time, but fortunately, as long as there is one left, they can control the others.

He looked out of the camp.

The camp is located on a mountain peak. At this time, from the mountainside to the bottom of the mountain, it has been completely occupied by monsters. The initial estimate is that there are thousands of monsters. There are still many monsters still on the way.

Sanchel was completely relieved.

"So what happened to them?" But doubts arose again!

Sanchell frowned, and there seemed to be a shadow in the corner of his eyes.

shadow?

Isn't it daytime?

Where did the shadow come from?

Sanchere was stunned, and looked down. At this time, all the trees, including the rocks, outside the entire mountain, had been covered by thick shadows at some point, like a dark ocean.

Shadows are always accompanied by the unknown and fear, and Sanchell's mood is the same, but fortunately, there are still thousands of monsters, there are monsters gathered here and some of their people, his fear is not too strong .

"Is it the culprit who killed the monster?" He pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes!

At this time, when all the monsters saw the shadow, they seemed to feel a kind of extreme cold and felt uneasy. They roared one after another, and several three-ringed monsters also stood up, as if they sensed something, and looked towards the opposite mountain. .

It is not a high mountain, but the top of the mountain is a big tree tens of meters high, lush and lush! .

At this moment, a large shadow envelops the whole tree. The shadow seems to be flowing. A huge body gradually envelops the tree. In the shadow, Hai Della's body slowly emerges from the shadow.

The huge body is wrapped around the big tree, and the black body is like an abyss. The three heads of Hai Della are looking at the camp, staring at the seven or eight monsters, as if they are looking at prey!

For a moment, the hearts of everyone and Warcraft trembled!

(end of this chapter)