Looking at the huge red arrows that kept flashing above his head, Aln's expression was a little scary. He turned his head and gritted his teeth and asked at his companion, "This is what you call a different thing? This is what you want me to see?"

Looking at Elne who was almost ate himself in anger, Genesis took a small step back until he felt a little safe and then spread his hands and said helplessly: "Calm down, Alone, I didn't expect that there would be hunters among these ogre barbarian soldiers!"

Elne was even more angry. Before he could speak, Genesis continued: "Now we have been marked out by the Hunter Mark. In a day, this mark cannot be eliminated!

So we have only one choice now, helping the Draenei get out of the battlefield and return to their gathering place, waiting for the Hunter mark to disappear, we are deciding whether to leave or continue to stay!"

Elne snorted coldly, and finally reluctantly agreed to Genesis's suggestion. Although he was unwilling to do so, there was a hunter's mark pressing on his head, and the disguise magic failed. He was not confident that he could escape a few miles away and see the hunt of the ogres of the mark.

This is a sad story. When Aln thinks of this, he hated the bastard who invented the hunter's mark. In the early years, the ogres encountered many obstacles when they invaded the Akaran Peak Forest. Whether it was the Shadow Leopard, known as the jungle killer, or the Crowman who was cursed and tortured, their best skills were to hide from all over the world, hide their bodies and their existence in the jungle.

The ogres who are not very interested in territory, but are just trying to capture various lives as slaves and pets. They are so terrible in the face of this situation. All the creatures in the Akalan Peak Forest, except for the high-level crow people flying in the sky, have one that is considered one without one that is fuel-efficient.

Today you are alone, I will repair you! You are here and I can't beat you, so I hide. Do you have the ability to catch me? The cursed Crow Man and Akalan Fenglin's local life mocked the ogres who came to capture countless times: Even if the uncle stands in front of you, you may not be able to discover me!

The ogres suffered a loss, the ogres were deceived, the ogres regretted it, the ogres retreated! Such tricks like you catch me, and if I catch me, I will make you hehehehe tricks happen every day, and every time they can make the ogres dirty. In the end, the ogres gave up this action of not seeing the effect of their efforts, and they withdrew from the Akalan Peak Forest!

The low-level crows who had won a great victory were proud. They watched the ogres leave, then moved their minds to their former companions, high-level crows, and began to think about how to kill those tribes who were in trouble.

Unfortunately, those high-level crows flying in the sky had the same thoughts, and they also had bad intentions towards these cursed compatriots on the ground. Strictly speaking, the behavior of the high-level crows was to protect themselves. Whoever made those cursed low-level crows basically carry patients with extremely high-risk plagues for them.

Eliminate the plague and protect the lives and safety of all high-level crow people. This is politically correct, which represents the mainstream idea of ​​all high-level crow people! In this case, especially when it is discovered that these cursed crow people are good at hiding, a spell master among the high-level crow people invented a very powerful spell: arcane mark!

This spell is quite practical. Although it does not have any power, if the caster attacks the marked target, any attack spell he releases will receive a magic damage bonus. The damage of the marble will become the size of a pigeon egg, and the damage of the big fist will become the size of a palm. As for the size of the washbasin, no one knows this, anyway, the target is dead!

The high-level Crowman who invented this spell received great praise from the priests, who highly praised the clown's intelligence and the act of maintaining racial comfort, and praised this guy as the most devout believer of the sun god Rukma.

But later, no one knew how this spell was spread, and was finally acquired by the Angloshi ogres. Their wizards improved the spell, removed the effect of increasing spell damage, and added traits that were difficult to eliminate and last longer.

As for the high-level crow man who invented this spell, he was ordered to be arrested by a priest who later learned that the spell was spread. Without finding who was the culprit, as the biggest suspect, he was broken with his wings and threw it out of Tongtian Peak, and fell into the blood pool of Seitai and turned into a cursed low-level crow man.

Putting down the messy thoughts in his heart, Aln asked, "What should we do?"

"No, we do nothing!"

Genesis replied with a meaningful smile and said with a point of view: "Let's wait!"

Genesis's answer made Aln confused. He couldn't figure out what tricks his companion was doing, and even more so, he couldn't figure out what was the meaning of not doing anything here. Waiting for it?

Looking back on Genesis's past, Aln felt inexplicably painful: There is such a nice thing called being careful and not nice, just a scheming guy who is a companion. He won't be sold by him and help count money, right?

Just as Genesis was thinking about it, the situation on the battlefield changed again. Looking at his companions who were constantly fighting, Porus couldn't help but shake his head: Although he had T, healing and physical DPS, his opponents were not bad, and the number of people was quite large. Without a turret like an arcane, the damage would not be enough!

Since there is no way to defeat the enemy, it is simple. Thirty-six strategies are the best way to go! Porus, who made up his mind, dared not neglect, for fear of other unknown changes being dragged down and shouted repeatedly: "Everyone, be ready to leave the battle immediately! Pastor, release his soul to scream in three seconds!"

With Porus' arrangements, the garrison officers automatically moved towards their companions around them. After patiently counting three numbers, the priest quickly raised the staff in his hand, and as the power of shadow spread out from the gem at the top of the staff, the ogres barbarians who had originally surrounded him stopped in their hands. Their expressions suddenly changed from hideous to fear. A purple skull on his head laughed proudly.

Taking advantage of the ogre's uncontrollable running left and right, the guards quickly surrounded each other, while vigilantly knocking away the ogres closer, slowly moving towards the rear.

The captain of the barbarian soldiers was furious when he never expected this to happen. He turned around and said respectfully to the wizard beside him: "Your Excellency, use the bloodthirsty technique!"

The wizard nodded gently. He stretched out his right hand to take out a handful of off-white powder from the small bag at his waist. With the wind, he scattered the powder on the body of the ogre soldier in front of him, and then sang in a strange language with the charm of ancient wilderness.

As the wizard cast the spell, all the ogres' eyes turned red involuntarily. Their bodies gradually rose strangely, and their bodies gradually grew bigger like a balloon filled with air. In the end, the ogres, whose bodies were more than majestic than before, roared to the sky, and then clenched the weapons in their hands, and rushed up at the retreating Draenei people with bloodthirsty madness in their eyes.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on?"

Borus, who noticed something wrong, took away his companion's shield. Regardless of the subconscious obstruction of others, he crossed the crowd and blocked the ogre's way forward. However, he had just stood still, and the leading ogre roared and smashed the mace in his hand hard on the shield.

With a muffled groan, Porus felt as if he was hit by a prehistoric beast. He had a trace of blood on his mouth, and his body took several steps uncontrollably. Finally, he stood there with a pale face in the emergency treatment of the priest who had reacted.

"No, this is not right, this is not the power of the ogre!"

All the Draenei looked at the ogres who rushed up again in surprise. They finally felt the threat and pressure. These ogres were completely different from before. Their power and speed increased by at least three points, which caught the garrison officers who were originally at ease off guard.

The first, the second...

As the garrison officials released basically immune to all damage, the front that seemed a little panicked was stabilized again, but Porus knew that the time for the Sacred Shield was only eight seconds. If they had not been able to evacuate in eight seconds, everyone would be in danger!

"So this idiot Porus brought the members of his squad into danger?"

At the other corner of the battlefield, Nari, who watched the battle from beginning to end, retracted her gaze and sneered at Dakan beside her: "Maybe I should remind Akama that as a garrison officer, strength and courage are essential, but first of all, the brain is a good thing, they must have it!"

"hostess!"

Dakan looked at Nari helplessly: "Arcpain Akama will definitely be mad by you!"

"I know!" Nari loosened the wrist guards on her arm, looking indifferent: "Listen or not is his problem, but it is my business! It is rare to have such a good opportunity. If I don't laugh at that simple-minded guy with a developed limbs, my life will feel extremely boring!"

"alright!"

After finally packing up, Nari moved her limbs with satisfaction, then took the crystal longbow handed over by Dakan's hands, pulled it hard, and looked at the rangers who were already ready to go, with a bit of murderous aura in her eyes, but a light smile on her face: "Little guys, are you ready?"

Looking at the silent rangers, Nari nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, let's go and teach those stupid big men a lesson! By the way, let's open your eyes and let them know where they are! Let's go!"

"Genassis, when will we wait?"

Looking at the ogre getting closer and closer, Aln could almost feel the cruel aura on the other party's body, and could no longer wait, and shouted loudly to his companion with a panic look.

Genesis subconsciously frowned, especially after hearing Alne's sharp voice due to horror, his evaluation of him was greatly reduced to a higher level: the great king of sharp claws, are we all among us low-level crow people who are short-sighted idiots?

Although he kept talking in his heart, Genesis was not willing to break up with the other party, and he was even more unwilling to cause dissatisfaction among his companions because of the Delaney people. He explained patiently: "Alne, I'll wait for a while, and I promise you that as long as the ogres approach us forty yards, I will leave here with you immediately!"

Hearing Genesis' concessions, although Aln was still unwilling to do so, he could only nod and agree. Looking at the Draenei gradually approaching and the ogre behind them, Aln couldn't help but pray: "Ah Ansu, the mysterious and powerful god of crows, please let those Draenei die quickly!"

But Aln's prayer was not realized in the end. As the two crows were watching, a group of Draenei suddenly emerged from a corner of the battlefield and slaughtered at the unexpected ogre.

It was a massacre! Aln was sure that his eyes were fine. Although his chin was almost falling to the ground, he stared at the leading female Draenei and couldn't take her eyes away.

"It's the female Draenei, their archbishop!"

Beside Elne, Genesis, who was also surprised, nodded: "She is named Nelly, and she is said to be the leader of the Draenei Ranger!"

Ranger? Looking at the Draenei behind Neli, Aln then hesitated: "Why do I feel like this female Draenei doesn't seem to take the battle seriously? She feels like she is on an outing?"

Genesis, who didn't expect Alen to say this, was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly: "Alen, your feeling is right. This female Draenei is very terrifying. Her power may exceed our imagination!"

As the protagonist of the two people's discussion, Nari really didn't take the battle in front of her seriously. To be precise, the ogre is too weak and can't even stretch her muscles and bones!

Nari couldn't help but recall the future enemies that the Draenei encountered. Not to mention the Blackstone clan's power, he was like a god of war, and Nari couldn't handle it alone, the two guys Grom Hellscream of the War Song clan and the Kagas Blade Fist like a mad dog.

It's ridiculous to say that orcs have always regarded strength as their pride. In Neri's memory, warriors like Broxschiga have always been warriors, and at best they are just orc squad leader. Until Neri's death, he didn't even get into the position of chief, and he didn't even get into the generals.

Thinking about what was missing, I didn't notice it for a moment, Nari's figure showed a flaw, and an ogre was overjoyed when she saw this. She didn't have time to think more and quickly seized the opportunity, waved her weapon and slashed over.

He lowered his head in a mess and avoided the passing blade. He watched Nari, who had fallen from the blade, was furious. As her feet jumped on the ground with force, her whole body flew directly into the sky, and finally stopped there strangely.

"Are you ready to face my anger? Scoundrels!"

Saying things that the ogre didn't understand at all, Nari sneered and pulled the longbow in her hand.

As the longbow in Naili's hand slowly opened, the sunny sky suddenly became dim and fire clouds that came from noon were approaching, and fire clouds that were burning from nowhere spread throughout the sky. Then, ripples visible to the naked eye rose from all directions, and the invisible air that was constantly trembling. The jungle with insects and frogs suddenly became quiet. As the fire clouds in the sky decreased little by little, the gradually solidified air almost suffocated everyone.

Everyone present, whether it is Draenei or ogre, even the two crows standing not far away watching, at this moment, felt a sudden disaster in their hearts.

"What is this? What is this?"

Elne swung back and forth in panic, his broken and deformed wings kept opening and closing, and the feathers on it stood up; and Genesis beside Elne could no longer maintain a calm attitude. He kept retreating in horror. His original calmness and calmness had long been thrown into the ditch of the Akaran Peak Forest in panic.

The rangers who also noticed the abnormality changed their faces and ignored the ogres who stopped subconsciously. The rangers rushed to and crawled away from the battlefield. While running, they yelled at the garrison officials who were still stunned: "Idiots, why are you still stunned there? Run away quickly!"

The garrison officials who came to their senses did not dare to neglect them. The Paladins hurriedly opened the holy deeds, and the bright red apertures of various unknown runes were constantly shining, which rose from their feet, which made their advance speed suddenly accelerate three points. At the front of the Paladin, the priest had already turned into a small black ball and fled in panic.

Feeling the aura of the Delaney people being almost gone, looking at the ogre with a terrified face below trying to avoid, Nari showed a bloodthirsty smile and easily opened her right hand, which had already been pulled over with the longbow.

On the longbow, a silver-white transparent magic arrow penetrated into the earth like lightning. Then, the burning clouds filled with the sky seemed to be under command, and instantly condensed into a burning flame bow and arrow, and then hit the earth hard.
Chapter completed!