Sarlayan and Valeera had already developed a deep understanding. He chose to believe Valeera without hesitation and continued to concentrate on using Soothing on the ancient war tree that began to shake slightly.
With a sudden glance, Sharlayan saw the person standing on the third floor to launch the attack. It was a female night elf wearing a bright yellow robe.
In other words, the Highborne.
There is no difference in appearance between Highborne and Night Elves, the only difference lies in their control over arcane magic.
Due to the special architectural design of Elrethalas, if Valeela wanted to go from the first floor where the Ancient War Tree is to the third floor, she would have to make a large circle around the stairs.
By the time Valeela used the normal method to go upstairs, Sharlayan had been smashed into a sieve by arcane missiles.
This time, Valeela did not take the usual path. She first threw a grappling hook with a telescopic chain to hook onto an outer wall, and used cleverness to swing herself upwards when the chain was retracted.
The female upper elf's second round of spells was ready, and she planned to continue firing warning shots at the stubborn Sarlayan.
But the sudden chill from behind made her subconsciously disperse the spell in her hand, and activated the flash technique to flash sideways for a short distance.
"call!"
While the flashing spell took effect, two daggers emerged from the shadows behind the upper elf, and they were only a few tenths of a second away from hitting the target.
Valeela, who was still hanging in the air on a chain before, has disappeared. She suddenly appeared across the space near where the upper elf originally stood.
Escaping at the last moment, the female upper elf stared at Valeera with cold eyes in fear.
Once someone dares to threaten Sarlayan in front of Valeera, she will show this cold, emotionless look.
The same was true when facing Lena's sneak attack before. If Sarlayan hadn't stopped it in time, Lena and the elf dragon would definitely not have survived.
"Shadow Step..."
Some of the entrusted upper-class elves hurriedly replenished themselves with mana shields and magic armor.
"Who are you? Why did you invade Ere'Thalas?"
"That's what I should ask you, right?"
Valeera's pale blue eyes were as cold as ice: "Who are you? Why do you want to sneak attack on us?"
The upper elf laughed angrily: "I am a resident of Elrethalas and a member of the Syndra organization. My name is Marcus. It is my duty to expel the invaders!"
"Although your appearance is somewhat different from that of the night elves, the strong natural power in that man's hands cannot be concealed!"
"Pfft~"
A smoke bomb exploded on the spot, and Valeera's voice came out of the smoke.
"If you can use the power of nature, you are a night elf druid? As long as you enter Elre'Thalas, you are an invader? Why don't you blame us if you don't arrange guards in front of the gate?"
"Besides...do you still have time to chat with me now?"
"What?"
Marcus was stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of something, and immediately shifted his gaze to the square where the Ancient War Tree was located.
The ancient war tree had awakened from its dormant state, but it did not attack anyone. It just stood there motionless.
Marcus's dynamic vision captured a figure approaching quickly from the ground to the third floor. It was another male intruder who was trying to appease the ancient tree of war.
"Thorcedrin's stinky boots! Aren't you a druid!"
After appeasing the ancient tree of war, Sharlayan immediately used Heroic Leap to jump high.
When Marcus looked panicked and tried to knock him down from the air, Sarlayan reacted quickly and charged first.
"Tsk! Difficult brat!"
It was too late to prepare any more spells at this time. Marcus endured the discomfort of the spell's backlash and activated the flash spell for the second time in a short period of time. He deliberately avoided the direction of Valeera's smoke and headed towards the no-man's land on the right. Flashing.
When Marcus staggered to his feet, a dagger was suddenly placed in front of her neck.
"Hmph! I knew you would move this way...don't move if you don't want to die. My dagger is smeared with poison."
With the tacit cooperation between the two, Marcus was induced by the smoke bomb deliberately set by Valeela, and he just flashed into the ambush.
Raising his hands unwillingly, Marcus shook his head with a bitter look on his face.
"Sure enough, I have been stuck in the city for too long. I seriously lack practical experience, and I am actually being fooled by you two juniors."
Since the founding of Elre'Thalas, Syndra, who has always advocated secrecy, has not participated in any major wars.
They have always positioned themselves as scholars, and will not personally participate in battles unless absolutely necessary. Instead, they use arcane structures and ancient war trees to do the work for them.
Sarlayan used Eagle Eye to scan Marcus's information, and he was surprised to find that this easy-to-handle high-level elf was actually a level 41 elite mage.
Sarlayan: "...Level 41, that's it?"
[Uh~ Level only represents energy intensity, and combat experience cannot be calculated. 】
【Shame! A level 41 mage was suppressed and beaten by two juniors in their twenties and thirties. 】
[After all, he is a scholar. He has a way of talking on paper, but when it is his turn to operate, he will be blinded. 】
[Brain: I understand! 】
[Body: No, you don’t. 】
The captives were tied up with ropes as was customary, and Valeela, a professional, began interrogating the Highborne, who called himself Mackus.
Sarlayan walked to the third-floor balcony and looked down. He was quite interested in the ancient war tree.
Sarlayan had previously established a connection with the Ancient Tree of War through natural energy, and he felt as if he could control this soulless war machine.
The ancient war tree is more than ten meters tall and weighs so much that it can cause a small-scale earthquake just by stepping on the ground.
Its bark is very hard and must have been strengthened by Syndra through some kind of magic. It has a certain resistance to physics and magic.
If he were to fight the Ancient War Tree head-on, Sarlayan really didn't have much confidence that he could win. Fortunately, the Druid's natural soothing effect could work.
"Wow~"
A breeze blew by, and the three-color feather pendant hanging around Sarlayan's neck fluttered in the wind.
Marcus was absentmindedly dealing with Valeela's interrogation, waiting for the arrival of other patrol companions.
When she saw the feathers on Sarlayan's chest, her pupils shrank significantly.
"...let me ask you a question."
Marcus glanced at Shandis with a strange look, and deliberately lowered his voice and asked, "Do you know Shandis Yuyue?"
"Um?"
Valeera narrowed her eyes slightly: 'Could it be...'
Turning her head and taking a look at the feather pendant on Sarlayan's chest, Valeela's eyes suddenly showed a look of surprise.
"This is not the place to talk."
Marcus saw some clues through the changes in Valeela's eyes, and still kept a low tone and whispered: "First enter the passage leading to the library, and I will take you to a private place to discuss in detail."
"Hurry up! Leave before Tortheldrin's guards arrive!"
…
Before entering the narrow passage behind the ancient war tree, Sarlayan quietly laid a foreshadowing, and even Valeera, who focused most of her attention on Marcus, did not notice.
"Go three steps forward, turn left to face the wall, and hit the fourth long purple brick from the top, three short and five long."
Under Marcus's instructions, Valeela unlocked the mechanism, and a secret passage suddenly opened in the wall.
Marcus, whose hands were still tied behind his back, walked in first, and Valeela and Sarlayan hurriedly followed.
"Da~"
After the three people entered the passage, the entrance was automatically closed.
Marcus, who was leading the way, walked in twists and turns in this dark passage for about 5 minutes, and finally came to a simple wooden gate.
"Here we are, this is our secret base."
Sarlayan and Valeela looked at each other. As a thief, Valeela first checked whether there was a mechanism on the door, and then Sarlayan, who had strange strength, forced the door open.
Marcus: "..."
The female upper elf stared at Sarlayan with the eyes of a monster: "Logically speaking, this door needs the assistance of magic to open. With your strength... forget it, we will talk about it later."
"Go in and remember to close the door."
"boom!"
When Sarlayan, who was the last to enter, closed the door heavily, several upper elves full of booklike temperament were already surrounding the small secret room.
When they saw Marcus and two strangers with their hands tied behind their backs, their first reaction was not that there was an enemy forcing Marcus to lead the way, but rather they were whispering excitedly.
One of the male high-level elves with green hair pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked with a strange expression: "Max, so you have this kind of hobby?"
Marcus: "???" (To be continued)
