It turned out that Nalorac was transforming during the attack this time, reducing the time of the space space and not giving Aurelia another chance to escape.

"Pain, come with me!!" Spirit Bear's voice came.

Aurelia has been fighting trolls for a long time, and she has some understanding of the fighting habits of trolls, looking at the giant bear paw that came directly, her waist and abdomen leaned back, and the bear paw almost swept past Aurelia's body, and she was almost hit directly.

However, the wind driven by the bear's paw still made Aurelia's body very unhappy, and she barely fell to the ground, but Nalorlac seemed to have calculated the landing point of Aurelia, and in the blink of an eye, the giant bear's bear claws turned red and slapped Aurelia's body violently.

It was at this moment that a figure flashed in front of Aurelia, and the rich arcane energy instantly surrounded Aurelia, and Patrick flashed directly in front of Aurelia to block the giant bear's blow for her.

The bear's claw slammed into Patrick's arcane shield and was blocked by the arcane, only a gust of wind from the bear's paw blew onto Aurelia and Patrick's faces, with a hint of blood.

Patrick's hand held Aurelia from behind, and his right hand rested on the crook of her leg, easily picking him up, the elf's head close to Patrick's, and they could both feel the heat of each other's exhalation.

Seeing that his attack was blocked by Patrick, Nalorak was unwilling, and struck again, still hitting Patrick's arcane shield, and then there was no more.

The arcane was slowly converging, outputting spirit, drawing in the arcane energy in his hand, Patrick and Aurelia rose into the air and left the ground, Ekirsson had been defeated and retreated, leaving only one Nalorak who could not do any magic, Patrick in the air was completely fearless.

In just a few breaths, Patrick's arcane energy directly turned into a large number of arcane missiles, and then hit in the direction of Nalorak, almost all of the missiles hit, but a simple spell blow didn't seem to have much effect on Nalorak, and the giant bear didn't hurt him much except for a few painful screams.

As a divine power of an animal god, it is reasonable to receive divine protection.

The giant bear hovered on the ground, and Patrick had no choice but to turn the target to the other elves next to him, seeing this, Patrick directly adjusted the arcane energy in the group, and began to cast the spell of the fire explosion, and the blazing flames formed in his hands.

Spirit Bear below also seemed to find that something was wrong, the animal has an almost instinctive sense of danger, looking at a blazing fireball flying towards him in the air, Spirit Bear also launched his divine power to protect himself around his body, a flash of light, the flame explosion technique exploded, and some of the hair on Spirit Bear's body was also scorched, which finally made Nalorak receive real damage, although it was only hair, but it confirmed that the protection of divine power was not so perfect.

After the hot wind swept by the explosion, the bear god looked disdainful, feeling that the flame explosion technique was nothing more than that, and he was not proud for long, when he suddenly found that the second flame explosion technique had been formed, and pounced on him, and at the same time, the bear god was surprised, and at the same time, he instantly activated the bear god's divine power, and once again used the protection of the divine power to resist the blazing flames of the flame explosion technique.

"Boom"

After a loud bang, the flames flashed, and a large piece of hair on the bear god's head was burned, and the skin underneath was still scorched, and it was a Mediterranean, ah, no, it should be said that it was the top of the light, and Patrick almost laughed out loud when he saw it.

Seeing this, the giant bear immediately turned into a troll form and ran backwards, choosing to retreat directly. Patrick floats in the air, Nalorac can't hit him, and there is a danger of turning into a roasted bear when he cleans up the elven rangers on the ground, so it's better to retreat directly, although the trolls are backward and primitive, but it is not stupid, it will not resist the ground, like a live target, and finally the divine power is exhausted, and it is roasted into charcoal by Patrick.

Nalorak's retreat made those trolls a little confused, the two bigwigs on their side have withdrawn, what else can they do? I had no choice but to retreat, and gradually the trolls' morale disappeared, and their morale fell to a low point, and they all turned back and ran.

Seeing the trolls begin to retreat, those elven rangers were even more excited, immersed in one-sided killing, the battle just now made many elves begin to squeeze the potential of their bodies, and when their physical strength was consumed a lot, there was only one fighting intent left to support the rangers.

When the trolls began to run away, some of the elves sat down on the ground, gasping for air, glad that the enemy had retreated, but also glad that they were still alive.

Aurelia and Sylvanas also breathed a sigh of relief, after all, the trolls had just become encircled, either they fought their way out of the blood, or they fought to the death, and saw if they could pull two more trolls on their backs.

Patrick looked at the trolls on the altar who were presiding over the ritual with a heavy expression, and Malakas saw the defeat of the trolls, and his heart burned with anger, and he had no choice but to preside over the infusion ceremony. When he looked at the elf who had defeated Ekirsson and Nalorak, and met Patrick's gaze, they both saw a deep fear in the other party's eyes, as well as ............ Killing Intent.

"Guys, it's not time to breathe, the main goal is still on the altar, and we haven't completed the task." Patrick reminded the Warriors that it was not a good time to take a break, and that it was best to destroy the troll's altar in one go.

Aurelia nodded and agreed with Patrick's suggestion, and everyone put away their slack and regrouped.

The smell of witchcraft is getting stronger and stronger, and it seems that Malakas's sacrificial ritual has reached a critical position, and the trolls around the altar are getting more and more excited to smell the smell of witchcraft, and the muscles on their bodies are bulging more and more.

Patrick let out a spirit, feeling that a massive spell was still being built in the hands of the Hex Lord.

"Shadow will fall upon your head......"

Through telepathy, Patrick heard the words coming out of Malakas's mouth, the familiar lines, or the familiar movements, unchanged.

A soul arrow that gathered the power of hexology and shadow power pierced the sky and flew towards Patrick, and in the process of flying, the green mist in the air could actually buff the soul arrow, which Patrick did not expect.

[What are you still doing in a daze? Directly use the flame blast to knock out this soul arrow. Alan's voice came and Patrick came to his senses.

Immediately began to gather energy, and in an instant, the flames slammed into shape, and with a long tail, it struck the soul arrow sent by Malakas.

(Surprised?) Not surprised? The author's first double change, the code word is really not easy. ）