From a long time ago, Sharlayan has considered how to prevent the souls of dead demons from escaping and eliminate them from Azeroth once and for all.
By chance, Sarlayan unexpectedly found the answer. He specifically found some insignificant fish demons to try, and successfully verified his conjecture.
Merry looked at Sarlayan suspiciously: "Are you sure? Once you release Cassanatil, it won't be that easy to suck him back."
Sarlayan nodded firmly: "I'm sure, Master Merry, please believe me, I won't joke about this kind of thing."
Meri frowned and looked at Valeela. After receiving her confirmation, he hesitated for a while and finally nodded in agreement.
"Well, I hope you can keep your word."
Leaving the depressed-looking Tinagosa behind in the secret warehouse to guard them, Sarlayan, Valeela and Merry walked out of the warehouse and continued deep into the forest.
After arriving at a hidden forest area against the mountain wall, Merry stopped first, turned around and solemnly gave a final warning to Sarlayan and Valeela.
"Casanatir has been sealed in my body for hundreds of years, and has already formed a certain symbiotic relationship with me. The evil power I have cultivated can also nourish Cassanatir."
"But because I am an undead creature and do not need to take in nutrients, Cassanatil has not eaten a single meal for hundreds of years. His body is very weak and his strength has declined as a result."
"But I hope you don't underestimate him because of this. No matter how weak he is, he is still a demigod-level demon. Be vigilant and never let him take the opportunity to escape."
Sarlayan and Valeera nodded solemnly, both of them drew their weapons and prepared for battle.
As a lich, Merry no longer needed to breathe, but he still took a deep breath as he had done as a human.
"start!"
Cassanatir never gave up his plan to escape from Merry's body.
When Merry took the initiative to relax his control, a bald figure with devilish curved horns immediately poked its head out of his body.
"I'm finally free! Stupid mage, you can't limit me forever!"
After forcing his way out of Merry's body in two or two strokes, Cassanatil wasted no time in saying harsh words, and spread out the huge bat wings behind his back to escape the scene.
"Fumaran!"
Sarlayan's left hand holding the sword flashed with a ray of cyan light, and a small spiral wind suddenly blew around Cassanatil.
This is Dru Yin's whirlwind skill. Sarlayan did not obtain it through the system, but mastered it through long-term practice.
Under the interference of the violently rotating whirlwind, the weak Cassanatil was unable to break free in a short time.
Merry quickly adapted to the strange feeling of emptiness in his body, pointed the staff at Cassanatir, and fired a series of arcane missiles from the tip of the staff.
Merry's arcane missiles were different. They were smaller than normal arcane missiles, but the speed and quantity they fired were terrifying.
Countless arcane missiles hit the evil energy shield of Cassanatir's body, making a crisp crackling sound.
Valeela threw out the hook lock with her left hand and wrapped it around Cassanatir's right leg.
Pulling the chain with force, Valeera's light body quickly approached Cassanatil.
When Valeera was about to come into contact with the cyclone wall, Sarlayan dissipated the spell with tacit understanding, allowing Kasanatir to fall freely to the ground.
Valeera took the opportunity to let go of the hook lock, and continued to move closer to Cassanatil with the help of inertia. The Quel'Sera daggers in her hands were raised high, and she was about to stab Cassanatil in the back.
The restraints finally disappeared, and Cassanatil immediately felt the chill coming from behind him, and subconsciously rolled around on the ground.
After narrowly dodging Valeera's attacks, before Kasanatil could adjust his posture and stand up, Sarlayan had already launched a charge and struck.
"boom!"
Kasanatil, who was in an unstable posture, was hit from the side by Sarlayan. The huge kinetic energy impact made him a little breathless. He reluctantly held his breath and turned around to release a green energy mist.
Merry, who has rich experience in fighting demons, warned loudly: "Be careful! That's the Dread Lord's unique hypnotic mist!"
In fact, there was no need for Meili to remind him, Sarlayan had already taken the countermeasures in advance.
"I'll blow!"
Varajar pointed both swords forward at the same time, and strong wind force was sprayed from the tips of the two swords.
Sarlayan released the Typhoon skill in this unconventional way, and its power was inevitably weakened, but it was just right for use here.
Sarlayan's purpose was not to cause harm, but to blow away the fog that blocked Kasanatil.
"Whoops!"
The hypnotic fog rolled back. As a spellcaster, Cassanatil himself was not affected by the spell, but Sarlayan's quick reaction really surprised him.
When the fog dissipated, Valeera made a comeback, flew in front of Cassanatir and launched a killing feast without hesitation.
The extremely high speed of movement in a short period of time created multiple afterimages around Kasanatil.
Cassanatil tried his best to avoid those fatal attacks, but his weak body made him somewhat powerless.
After the killing feast, Valeera landed again and took a deep breath. The burden on her body caused by the high-level skills made her unable to continue the pursuit for the time being.
Green blood spurted out from multiple wounds on Cassanatir's body at the same time. The injuries caused by the dagger were very small. Each wound was not big, but a large number of wounds were spread all over his body. Only those he tried desperately to protect The vital parts of the head and heart are still intact.
After meeting the descendants of Revthera, Merry once regretted that his descendants could not inherit the mantle of the arcanist.
In the previous secret battle between Valeera and the Syndicate thieves, Valeela did not try her best and failed to let Merry see a performance worthy of her eyes.
After seeing Valeela's explosion with her own eyes, Merry suddenly woke up.
Even if they did not follow the path of an arcanist, the descendants of Lefusela did not waste their time and carved out a future that best suited them on another path.
"Ugh! Damn mortal!"
Cassanatil, whose body was covered with wounds, was frightened and angry. It was only then that he realized that he had been fooled.
It wasn't that Merry was overwhelmed and couldn't suppress him, but that the cunning mage took the initiative to let go of control in order to kill him with the cooperation of his companions.
Cassanatil didn't know why Merry suddenly changed his mind, but he would not give up his struggle for survival just because he could still be resurrected.
"Chaos Arrow!"
Quickly chanting a spell and releasing a fel spell, he barely managed to push back Valeela, whose movement ability had declined. Kasanatil turned her head and spread her wings without hesitation.
When he was attacked, he still had the energy to fight with the enemy, but unfortunately he suffered heavy losses in the blink of an eye.
Cassanatil, who was not in the best condition, just wanted to run away at this time and come back to cause trouble for these three people when he recovered.
"Roots entangled!"
Before Kasanatil could take off, Sarlayan, who had long been prepared, summoned vines from the ground and pulled Kasanatil's feet just off the ground.
"Merry!"
At the same time as Sarlayan issued a reminder, Merry, who had also prepared a spell, threw a fireball as big as a basin in his hand at Cassanatil.
"Pyroblast!"
"Boom!"
The huge roar coming from the mountains and forests in the north can be heard as far away as Steinblade.
Fortunately, trees covered with heavy snow are difficult to ignite, otherwise a forest fire would be inevitable.
[A fire on the mountain, the director fell in love with me. 】
[Set fire to the mountain and sit on the bottom of the prison. 】
[Green smoke rises from the mountain, and the bracelets are tight at the foot of the mountain. 】
【Grass! That's enough for you, but it's not really burning. 】
[Ahem~ Let’s get down to business. Xiaosha can still get a lot of support players. 】
[Drew Yin is a frequent visitor to the 2V2 arena, and using various control spells in turn will make people very irritated. 】
Although the barrage praised Sarlayan's assistance at every opportunity, he himself was somewhat dissatisfied with his performance.
Sarlayan: "Sure enough, it's a bit awkward to cast spells with melee weapons. Do we really need to find a staff to carry with us?"
[Have you ever considered continuing to harvest Malfurion’s wool? Haven't you used the twigs of the mother tree Garnier before? 】
Sarlayan sighed with a headache: "Do you want me to carry an extra staff? That would be so inconvenient."
[Stupid, have you forgotten that artifacts can transform according to the owner's needs? Wouldn’t it be nice to be a Lord of the Rings? 】
"Um?"
Sarlayan suddenly realized and hammered his palm: "Hi~ What a great idea! It's worth a try!"
[Don't be shy, let's settle the matter at hand first, this guy's soul is going to run away. 】
