Menethil's Power

Chapter 45 The Storm at Fengxing Port
Zul'jin ruled the Amani Empire long ago.Although the empire fell apart under the joint efforts of humans and elves, he himself survived. For 3000 years, his hatred has never waned, and he has honed his fighting skills for revenge all the time.

This is the scary thing about longevity species. After 3000 years of training, even a fool with low talent and no foundation can become a powerful professional, let alone Zul'jin who relied on force to obtain the position of leader?His ability has far exceeded the limitations of the Berserker profession. He is proficient in stealth, tracking, and throwing weapons, and he has brought out the natural abilities of the forest troll to the fullest. He is like a god of death in the jungle.

So Isaacs could only run, cursing the damn fate as he ran. He didn't expect this short-distance group teleportation to escape Zul'jin's pursuit, but fortunately he was the only enemy. "We must separate," said Isaacs, without pausing at all, "Baldrich! Reinhardt`! Take Lilas to the manor! Activate all the arcane puppets as quickly as possible! I want them to appear in Port of Wind within 10 minutes!"

Lilas, who had been crying silently, finally suppressed the grief in his heart, "There is also Ephne and the others." He added.The female village head with good strength replaced Arturia as the commander of the private soldiers of the Fengxing family. During this ambush, they were responsible for intercepting the troll's reserve team, "They should have completed their mission, and I can gather them along the way. "

"Don't be silly, boy." The urgency of the situation allowed Isaacs to keep the story as short as possible. "Now that Zul'jin's all here, what do you think is the chance of them surviving?"

Rillas was silent again, he clenched his fists tightly, and his nails dug into his palms without realizing it.This is war, and a word or a simple number can mean hundreds of lives.He thought he was mentally prepared, but he wasn't.

The crowd quickly divided into two teams according to Isaacs' request. Baldridge and Reinhardt had no doubts about this, and they were well aware of their capabilities.After the two of them headed south with Rillas, Isaacs looked at Squall, "How much mana do you have left?"

"20.00%."

Really bad news.Casting Awakening to restore mana needs to be channeled for at least 5 minutes, the resulting movement is very huge, and during this period the mage has no combat ability at all, so it is completely unfeasible.And the mana potion that Isaacs carries with him is no different from a drop in the bucket for the huge mana reserve of a heroic mage.

"It seems that we are going to use some special means." Isaacs gritted his teeth.Time is precious, and every minute and every second that can be won is to add hope to the slim chance of victory.Blink is only a basic skill for mages, but the difficulty and mana consumption of single-person teleportation and flashing with people are simply worlds apart, which means that he must consume another flashing ring.

This kind of magic equipment that Isaacs whimsically proposed has an extremely powerful effect.If Zul'jin has such a ring in his hand, what Isaacs should consider is how to preserve the whole corpse in the hands of a cannibal race, so that the image will not be so ugly when he is resurrected as an undead.

For a piece of magic equipment, powerful effects often mean high cost and rare quantity.After delivering seven flashes to Isaacs, Nolan made it clear that there will be no more, because the main raw material of flashes is the sand of time. Although this material has not been found to have other functions, it is very rare. Dalaran The few stocks in stock have been used up by the Great Artifact Master using his authority.

Therefore, Isaacs knew very well that unless he found a bronze dragon and managed to trade with him, or went to the Tanaris Desert to find the Snow of Time by chance, then the current use of one shining ring would be one less.But now any hesitation will become a fatal factor, and you should not be reluctant to use any consumables at critical moments.

The consumption of a flashing ring cuts the journey in half.Fengxing Port was brightly lit and heavily guarded at this time. Seven North Front team members were on standby here after leading the mercenaries to evacuate. Elven archers who had lost their combat effectiveness were also placed here. Loyally carrying out vigilant work with rumbling footsteps.Isaacs threw out a holy light energy ball purely for lighting to show his identity, and rushed in without slowing down.

"Get ready for battle!" He shouted to a group of bewildered mercenaries, "This time the head of the troll is worth [-] gold coins!"

The eyes of the gang of mobs immediately turned red. The first thing they thought of was not what kind of a head worth [-] gold existed, but what kind of huge sum of money it would be.The originally lazy mercenaries raised their weapons one after another, and whoever took the lead screamed wildly, followed by howling ghosts and wolves.

Isaacs didn't have time to take care of them, he quickly boarded the only ship at the pier, the Cogwheel.Vereesa on the deck looked at him in a daze. The little girl was staring at the starry sky in a daze just now, but was suddenly awakened by a noise, and then saw the flustered human boy.

"Don't talk, don't have any questions, just obey the order." Isaacs said in one breath, "Let your family get off the boat quickly, and call Partress to me, understand?"

Vereesa nodded numbly, completely unresponsive, "Go!" Isaacs couldn't help but accentuate his tone.

The elf girl seemed to be intimidated, and she hurriedly got out of the cabin.In order to prevent the trolls from attacking Fengxing Port on a large scale, Isaacs placed all the members of the Fengxing family on the gear number that is most convenient for evacuation, but these pretentious nobles obviously couldn't understand Isaacs' deep meaning, and they were quite critical of this.

There was a quarrel under the cabin, but Isaacs turned a deaf ear to it. His Salas language level was limited to a few sentences such as Baladash Maranori, etc., but this did not prevent him from guessing the content, which was nothing more than Unnecessary complaints and reprimands, he was really impatient, "If you don't want to die, get out!" The boy lost his polite image in the past, since what he did would be considered rude by these elves and nobles, then he should really not Let's teach it once.

There was silence in the cabin, evidently the nobles could understand the Common Tongue, and after a moment they left the cabin in silence, looking as haughty as they could, in order to express their contempt for Isaacs' rude behavior.Both humans and elf nobles are smart people, and they know how to assess the situation.These members of the Fengxing family knew very well that Isaacs, who could make Arturia obey the command, was not someone they could defy, at least not for the time being.

The last Vereesa gave Isaacs a worried look. The boy was concentrating on fiddling with the blade thrower installed at the stern of the boat.She was a little flustered, and wanted to ask about the situation of Lilas and Artoria, but in the end she didn't say anything, and got off the boat silently.

Isaacs doesn't have the power of the arcane, but he can still use the runestone to activate this killer.The tomahawk-style blade thrower unfolds and folds the fuselage, and the runes on the launch track light up one by one. The huge blade has been firmly placed in the launch position, and the blade is shining coldly, as if longing for the blood that is about to taste.

A frightening troll suddenly appeared at the entrance of Fengxing Port. His body was strong and tall, his fangs were long and sharp. After passing a kind of mercenary, it finally fell on Isaacs on the distant gear.

"This is the strength you rely on against me?" His voice was deep and penetrating, so Isaacs could hear it clearly, "A ridiculous creation of a bunch of mobs and a few elves? Really..."

Zulkin's words were interrupted before he finished speaking, and a loud tauren warrior among the mercenaries suddenly let out an astonishing howl, "Kill!" This word ignited the enthusiasm of the mercenaries like a fuse , the amount of [-] gold made them ignore everything, including the leader of the Northern Frontier. They yelled and charged at the trolls. formation.

"You reckless and ill-bred idiots!" Zul'jin snapped, unaware that such words were queer from a troll, now annoyed at being interrupted, "You have to behave Show enough respect!"

He took off the one-handed ax at his waist and threw it. The two double-edged axes turned into whirlwinds of death, cutting a circular blood path among the mercenaries, and then drew deep marks on the waist of an arcane puppet.Zul'jin then lowered the beheading ax behind his back, and this huge weapon cut off the arrows of the mercenaries charging in an instant.That's right, cut off a section, leaving a half of the body gushing blood.

The momentum of the mercenaries' charge was stagnant, and the sprayed blood instantly extinguished their fanatical flames. The mercenaries in the front row frantically tried to stop, but the mercenaries in the back row still charged forward frantically. So the entire crowded queue was still slowly moving towards Zul'jin, like a group of pigs waiting to be slaughtered.

Zul'jin swung the beheading ax like cutting wheat to create a ground of broken corpses again, and then used the gap to catch the returned two double-edged axes and threw them again. The turning ax was just a basic skill for him.Once again, the two axes accurately hit the wound on the waist of an arcane puppet, chopping the metal creature in half.

Four arcane puppets that were said to be able to compete with the hero level were reimbursed before they met each other. This is enough to prove that this clumsy war machine is vulnerable to a real master.Isaacs felt apprehensive, he couldn't help clenching the handle of the knife thrower, and turned his gaze to the dark south.

(End of this chapter)