Watching Stellagosa drive Sarlayan and Valeera away, Elisande looked down at Kael'thas beside him with a strange expression.
"You guys in Quel'Thalas... have a good relationship with the dragon clan?"
Kael'thas was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said with a smile: "It can't be considered bad, but it can't be said to be great either."
"Our contact with the Dragon Clan mainly comes from Sarlayan and his mother... We will discuss this topic in detail later when we have time."
Elisande nodded knowingly, looking at the clear night sky with a rather complicated look of exhaustion in his eyes.
"It has been ten thousand years, and I am so busy exploring time that I have not been able to see clearly the true nature of Fandos. Maybe... I really have the wrong focus?"
…
Flying in the air, the three of Sarlayan could still see and hear the huge noise coming from the noble area.
In terms of hard power, Etaeus and Fandus are about equal.
But Aitaus had never seen strange necromancy before. On the contrary, Fandos knew Aitaus' astrology very well.
Amidst the ebb and flow of the situation, Aitaus soon fell into a disadvantage in the one-on-one battle. He could only fight and retreat in the noble area of Noda, trying to lure Fandos to those old monsters sitting there. 's big family.
Fandos was not stupid either. He deliberately avoided families that would pose a threat to him, and specifically arrested those nobles, both big and small, to restrict Aitaus' movements.
In Aitaus' understanding, Suramar's prosperity relied on the support of these nobles, and he could not sit back and watch the small number of nobles die.
This weakness was exploited by Fandos, who acted without taboos, and took the opportunity to cripple Aitaus' left arm.
Aitaus, who was already at a disadvantage, could no longer fight back and could only hold on, hoping to get reinforcements from the Elisande faction.
"hold head high!"
The sound of dragon roars coming from above startled both warring parties, followed closely by a sharp sound that broke through the air.
"boom!"
Fandos hurriedly gave up the attack and flew back. A figure hit the ground in front of him, and a deep hole was created in the luxurious marble floor of the noble area.
The impact of the unknown object hitting the ground knocked the unprepared Aitaus backwards. When he was flying in the air, he was grabbed by the hem of the robe and pulled down.
Etaeus had no idea who the shooter was, but a pleasant female voice that was deliberately lowered could be heard near him.
"If you don't want to die, evacuate immediately and leave it to us to handle it."
On the other side, Sarlayan, who fell from high altitude, was already at war with Fandos.
Fandos's arcanist level is 52, which is much lower than Elisande's, but he does have a level 18 necromancer (disabled) profession.
'What the hell is Can...'
It can be roughly seen from the level that although Fandos has learned the power of death, he does not know how to use it rationally. Most of the time, he has no one to teach him and is self-taught.
Although his character was terrible, Sarlayan had to admit that Fandos was indeed very talented in the art of magic.
Relying on others' ignorance of the power of death, Fandos still showed his teeth and claws when facing Sharlayan, with an attitude of attacking but not defending.
"So brave?"
Sarlayan felt a little speechless. He took one of Fandos's death energy bombs and then slashed Quel'Sera, which was wrapped in the power of death, to his head.
The power of death with the same origin canceled each other out, and was not forcibly attenuated like Etaeus's star magic.
"What?!"
By the time Fandos realized something was wrong, it was too late to escape.
"Bah!"
Although Fandos moved his body as far as possible to the side at the last moment, the sword swung by Sarlayan still cut off his left hand.
"Wow~"
Looking at the blood-stained arm that fell to the ground, Sarlayan deliberately sarcastically said: "Now you and Etaeus are back on the same starting line."
"Ahhhhh!"
The severe pain of the broken arm made Fandos, who had always been pampered and pampered, scream like a slaughtering pig, staring at Sarlayan with eyes filled with resentment.
"You...why..."
Sarlayan had no habit of explaining the source of his power to his enemies, and took advantage of his illness to kill him.
Having lost an arm, Fandos's combat effectiveness has obviously been greatly affected.
Seeing Sarlayan approaching further with his sword held high, Fandus, who was unwilling to retreat, hysterically released a series of energy bombs, which were mixed with the three powers of arcane, undead and holy light.
Sarlayan: "...You are really a genius. Can the Holy Light do the same?"
Roughly setting up the weapon to block the vital parts of his head, Sarlayan had no idea of retreating and rushed towards Fandos who was trying to escape with the composite energy bomb hitting his head and face.
"What the hell are you!"
When he flashed back and evaded, Fandos felt a little shattered. He had never seen such a fierce enemy who was eager to attack.
In the past, when he dueled with other arcanists, they would use various types of magic shields to block the enemy's attacks.
"Have you never seen real combat? You thought you were just playing house!"
Growing up, Sarlayan had beaten countless academic mages who could only engage in theory and discussion. When it came to actual combat, there was a high chance that they would be paralyzed on the spot.
After resisting the backlash of the spell and releasing three flash spells in succession, the distance between Fandos and Sarlayan was already more than 20 meters.
"Use blood as a guide to increase magic power!"
Fandos can still be ruthless at critical moments, he just simply lacks actual combat experience.
Forcibly squeezing the magic power from the blood of his severed arm, Fandos built the portal in just one second.
When Sharlayan took the starting position of charging, Fandos had already stepped into the portal.
"Damn untouchable, I will definitely make you pay..."
"Want to run?"
The moment Sarlayan stepped on the ground with his left foot and exerted force, a huge sound surged from his throat at the same time.
"Roar!!"
The sonic impact of the dragon's roar roared the unsuspecting Fandos until stars appeared in his eyes and his nose bled.
The already formed teleportation gate was also affected. The originally stable space channel began to fluctuate violently, and eventually disappeared due to the instability of its own structure.
Before Fandos could recover from his dizziness, Sarlayan had already rushed in front of him, clamped his throat with his left hand without the sword, and followed the force of the charge to push Fandos back. The exterior wall of an aristocratic mansion.
"Ahem!"
The mage's physique was far inferior to that of a close-combat warrior like a warrior. Fandos, who had been internally injured by the roar, spat out a mouthful of blood the moment he hit the wall.
"Boom!"
With his hands free, Sarlayan hit Fandos hard on the forehead with a rocket headbutt, finally making him roll his eyes and fainted.
By the time Valeera settled Etaeus and Stellagosa descended to the ground, the battle was over.
The two looked at each other speechlessly, and shrugged with a wry smile.
"You really didn't do it wrong by calling him a reckless man."
"Right? Once this guy gets excited, he doesn't know what risk control and cooperation are."
Fandos was obviously taller than Sarlayan, but Sarlayan walked over holding him by the neck with one hand like a chicken.
"What are you two muttering about?"
"Let's go and say hello to Elisande and Kael'thas first. Then we'll go to Azsuna and hand this guy over to Faroldis."
By squeezing Fandos's neck with his big hands, Sharlayan drained all the power of death stored in his body.
This guy who was a monk on the way didn't know how he realized the power of death. He was very inefficient in using this kind of energy that was completely different from arcane magic.
His three-legged cat's two moves can only scare people who come into contact with it for the first time and do not understand the nature of the power of death.
If Phandos could confidently confront Sharlayan without using the power of death, Sharlayan would not be sure of defeating him on his own, and would need the support of Valeera and Stellagosa.
By the time Elisande settled Etaeus, who had a dislocated arm, and arrived at the scene, the battle was already over.
Elisande's footsteps paused slightly when he saw Fandos, who was caught in Sarlayan's hands, with a broken arm, a broken head, and bleeding from all his orifices.
"Prince Kael'thas, this... Sarlayan Deep Shadow, who is he?"
"Huh? Didn't I say that before?"
Kael'thas slapped his forehead in frustration.
"Salayan's mother is a dragon. He is half dragon blood. He is also a baron of Quel'Thalas. After returning to the country this time, his father should raise his title to viscount."
Elisande and Thalyssra's expressions were somewhat strange: "Can such a... straightforward person be a noble in Quel'Thalas?"
Kael'thas smiled nonchalantly: "Of course not before, otherwise those old nobles would cause trouble."
"Two years ago, Quel'Thalas suffered a catastrophe. After the kingdom was rebuilt after the war, my father decided not to stick to the old rules and decided to vigorously reform Quel'Thalas."
“Some of the old traditions of the past are no longer suitable for today’s new era, so just throw them away.”
Elisande looked at Sarlayan with a thoughtful look in his eyes: "Isn't it no longer suitable for the new era..."
