Seeing that the wolf's head was smashed, Vanessa nodded, picked up the branches beside her and flipped over the body.

Poor! He didn't even bring equipment when he went out! There was nothing on the corpse of the three werewolf druids, which wasted her beautiful expectations.

Adhering to the good habit of killing people and robbing people to burn the bodies, Vanessa turned a ball of flames into her palm, burning the bodies of the three werewolf druids.

I wonder if the germs in the werewolf's body will continue to spread after death. She spent two rounds around the collapsed area and confirmed that there were no werewolfs to survive again, she marked the area and brought people to burn it again tomorrow! Sterilization! By the way, I went to Yese Town to ask for some compensation, and helped them solve the werewolf. Is it okay to give me some hard work?

Turning around and walking back, because she was inconvenient to carry and worried about the secret technique of the werewolf druid, she put the Moon God scythe on the tree.

Vanessa had just taken two steps and suddenly realized something was wrong. The energy in the surrounding air generated a large-scale accumulation, and it appeared out of thin air without warning. The next second, the black knight who had appeared in the western wilderness rushed out of the night. They were still riding tall horses and rushing towards the position of the Moon God's Scythe without slowing down.

Well? They rode a horse to the tree, and several black knights all had a clear pause. They looked at each other and saw their companions’ doubts. The sensing was definitely correct. There was a magic weapon here, but where was the magic weapon?

The leader of the black knight looked around and looked up suddenly, and he happened to see the moon god sickle hanging on the branch.

Who did this? How did you put the artifact on a tree? It's so unethical!

Their war horses can run on the water and on the flames, but climb trees? Unfortunately, this function was not designed at the beginning.

He rushed out with a full hunk. Are you going to get off the horse and climb a tree now? Then he will throw away Karazan's face!

The Black Knight was just a group of ordinary merchants before. Because they sold fake goods to the head of the Guardian Medivh, they were punished and turned into the Black Knight.

This transformation only changed their form of existence, turning them from ordinary people to magical creatures. In fact, this transformation did not improve much of the IQ. These people were so stupid that they deceived the guardians. As humans, their IQ was not much higher. Now an emergency occurred, and they were stunned in place.

The same thing is said, it’s hard to be a hero these days, but being a bad person also requires talent. You can’t do anything without talent!

What should I do now? Do you guys hold the big tree and shake it hard? In the middle of the night, a few humanoid creatures with black helmets and black armor, black smoke all over their bodies shouting horns, shaking the big tree three by two? Isn’t this seen by outsiders, right?

The Black Knight in the lead was quite a bit anxious. He accelerated again, drew out the sword, and cut it into the trunk.

However, with a sword passing, the tree was still standing there safely, and it did not fall at all

In order to cover up her whereabouts, Vanessa specially picked a tall and thick tree. At this time, the big tree that the two of them hugged each other had made contributions.

The Black Knight's sword is very strong and has a great killing effect on the souls of intelligent life, but cutting trees? The guardian Medivh did not expect that they would come to cut trees today, and did not add these characteristics to the sword.

The long sword is not a giant axe, the black knight is not good at power, and the big tree has no soul. The war horse accelerates and cuts it on the tree with one sword, and the sword does not break. This is already a manifestation of the excellent quality of the long sword.

The remaining black knights followed suit, drawing out their long swords, accelerating with their war horses, and taking turns to chop on the previous mark.

No one wants to get off the horse, so they can only speed up and rush over and cut a sword, then circle the tree, line up, behind their companions, waiting to cut again

Their movements were very smooth, and this was the purpose of pulling the pilgrim to his grandma's house. I didn't know that, I thought they were not sleeping in the middle of the night and practicing swords in the woods.

Vanessa started later than them, but it was a little later, so she certainly couldn't watch these guys take away their trophy.

Ignoring the black knight who was stupidly cutting down the trees, she transformed into a fire eagle, increased her speed to the extreme, flew to the top of the tree, grabbed the sickle, flapped her wings, and flew towards the west.

The Black Knight was furious. In their opinion, the sure-fire artifact was actually lost, and there was no way to see what this big bird was full of fire. They only knew that the mission could not fail.

They can't fly, but have experience in dealing with flying enemies.

The leader of the black knight turned around and pointed his subordinates with a sword. He saw the black knight's body twisting and deforming, as if an invisible giant hand was pinching him. The original black horse in the black robe scattered all over the ground like a broken step. The sacrifice of the black knight's life was a pale white light column that soared straight into the sky.

What? Before Vanessa could figure out what was chasing her, she found a flash of eyes, and white light rolled her into a space passage.

Teleportation? It's no stranger to teleportation, but this legend is more accurate and domineering. She only had time to untouch her transformation, held the sickle tightly, and then was overwhelmed by the crazy rotating spatial coordinates

"Damn it! Where is this place?" When Vanessa regained consciousness, she found that she had left the Twilight Forest. She lay on the ground motionless, but her eyes had already looked at the left and right environments.

A somewhat dilapidated courtyard with a light layer of fine gray on the steps, and you can vaguely see a few unclear footprints.

On her right hand, two in front and six in the back, eight huge pillars supported the building's hall. The pillars were carved with magical inscriptions that looked quite mysterious. On the breeze, you could see a few very worn parchment paper on the ground. Vanessa had a bad premonition. She turned her head to look into the distance and could only see a winding staircase. Then she turned her head to look to the left. It was pitch black, as if it was a somewhat old corridor.

Vanessa got up and patted the soil on her body. Thinking that it was inconvenient for the use of the Qimen weapon like the sickle, she carried the sickle behind her, took out the sabers and daggers, and was careful to watch out for several passageways where the enemy might appear around.

"Reason is the ladder to move forward, and only by holding a pious attitude towards learning can we reach the end."

"The humble student cherishes the truth and does not care about the praise of himself?" She picked up the parchment paper on the ground and chanted in a low voice.

The words are written in human common language, and the words are full of chicken soup.

Hum? She suddenly saw a line of small characters and quickly blew a breath at the last signing place. The dust was flying, and the blurry small characters also revealed their marks.

The handwriting behind "Kadja, written on Dalaran 118" was smeared and finally turned into a new line: "The First Year of the Black Gate"
Chapter completed!