For the sake of the Alliance, you can't say such things, but as a member of the neutral force Dalaran, this kind of obviously camp-oriented words can't come from his mouth.

Things can be done, but words can't be said, and that's what Luo Ning is talking about.

The werewolves and Gilneys who were fighting fiercely on the ground would not have thought that just above their heads, several dragon lich powerhouses had already set up illusions, and the sky they saw with their naked eyes was not the real sky at all, but just an illusion that someone with a heart had made to deceive their eyes and spiritual perception.

Jean is worthy of being a warrior of Varian's level, his strength is not something that ordinary werewolves can stop, this King of Gilneth faced the siege of many werewolves in the werewolf army, like chopping melons and vegetables, so that a group of werewolves died under his sword, and the werewolves rushed up one after another and did not slow down his steps, stepping on the blood of countless werewolves, Jean quickly killed Lyral's side.

"Werewolf, give me death!"

Jean swung his sword, and a sword shadow struck Lelar through the air.

This sword is enough to slash an ordinary werewolf more than ten times, but Lyral is not an ordinary werewolf, he is a powerful night elf druid when he becomes a werewolf, and Jean's attack is fast and fierce, but it is not enough to use it against him.

Sonor!

Sparks flew as the metal clash struck, and Jean's sword was blocked by Lyral's hard claws.

This guy is not weak, my careful.

Seeing that the attack was caught by the other party, Jean hurriedly cheered up, and from this blow he saw that Lyral's strength was far superior to the werewolves he had killed before, but Jean was still confident that he would cut this werewolf under his sword.

Jean wants to kill Lyral, why would Lyral let him go? Jean had killed so many of his men, and it was impossible for Lyral to let him go.

Werewolves have many physical advantages over humans, one of which is their sharp teeth.

While the claws blocked Jean's sword, Lylar opened his wolf mouth wide and bared his fangs and slammed down on Jean's head, and if he was bitten, even if Jean was strong, he would be seriously injured.

As soon as he moved backwards, Jean was about to step back, and with his skill, Lyral's ferocious bite could not hurt him.

It was at this time that the unexpected happened.

Jean, who was about to retreat, suddenly felt a momentary stiffness in his body, this stiffness came so abruptly that Jean was defenseless, and his movements slowed down a beat, and when he regained control of his body, Lelar's big mouth had bitten over, and it was too late to retreat at this time.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Gene's eyes, his body leaned forward violently, and the muscles of his arms suddenly exerted force as he leaned forward, and Lyral's claws were pressed backwards by the force.

Burst!

It was Lyral's mouth that struck Jean's right shoulder, and the werewolf's teeth shattered Jean's shoulder armor and tore apart the muscles of the King of Gilnes, if Jean's body wasn't strong enough to clamp the sharp teeth that pierced into his body, his shoulder bone would have been bitten apart.

Burst!

It was another ** sound pierced by a sharp blade.

When Lelar's mouth bit Gene's right shoulder, his body was also slashed by the sword, and Jean's sword cut off the lute bone of Lyral's left shoulder, and if it weren't for the werewolf leader's claws trying to resist him, his entire left arm would have been unloaded by Jean's sword.

The first time the two sides met, they saw red, and Jean and Lelar both hung up.

Bang!

Jean stretched out his leg and kicked hard, hitting Lelar in the abdomen, kicking the werewolf leader backwards again and again, and it was clear from Lelar's painful expression that he had suffered a lot of kicks, and most of his internal organs had been injured.

Jean who kicked the other party was not happy, and Lelar did not let go after taking a kick from him, but because of the pain, he stimulated his side as a werewolf beast, and the guy then stepped back and tore a piece of flesh from Jean's shoulder, and the severe pain made Jean wrinkle.

It's a tragic fight.

Leo couldn't help but shake his head at it, the red square in Victor's eyes under his feet was quietly dissipating, and his illusion of using a paralyzing gaze had been lifted, if it weren't for Pelicion, Ectoz and other dragon lich powerhouses who arranged illusions around to cover the sight of others, Leo and Ronin's whereabouts would have been exposed.

"Jean's strength is strong enough, and Lailar is much worse than him in terms of strength, but it must be Lailar who wins this battle, as long as he can hold up thirty breaths under Jean's attack."

He has achieved his goal, so that Jean was bitten by a werewolf in the battle with the werewolf, Leo is not ready to make another move, as for whether Lelar can hold on is his own problem, Leo and Ronin will not help him, because the people sent by Darnassus have already arrived.

Looking at the flock of large birds that had been circling over the battlefield several times, Leo and Ronrather were not like the Gilnethians who were the ones who informed Darnassus of the appearance of Lylar, and they naturally understood that this was the bird of prey druid sent by the Night Elves.

Groups of werewolves lunged at Jean like crazy, trying to stop him from pursuing Lyral, and the werewolf leader immediately understood the power of this human warrior after fighting Jean, and although he tore a piece of flesh from his shoulder, he paid the price of an internal organ injury and the complete destruction of his entire left arm. Having been so badly injured after only one round, how could Lyral fight with Jean again, anyway, Jean had already fallen under his curse, and the power of the curse had already entered the human warrior's body along his saliva when the sharp teeth pierced Gene's body.

Kill, kill, the more intense you fight, the faster the power of the curse spreads within you.

Lelar seems to be embarrassed at this time, but in fact, he has already won the game, and if there is no external help, Jean will really fall for his plot and die in the werewolf army.

Jean, who was chasing and killing the werewolf leader, was already retreating at this time, not that he wanted to give up but his body forced him to give up, his body was rapidly weakening, and his sword was no longer as powerful as before, Jean knew very well that he had probably fallen into the werewolf's plot, and if he continued to pursue Lyral, he might not be able to go back alive.

Jean wanted to retreat, but Lelar didn't do it, and the werewolf leader turned around and took the initiative to entangle with Jean, dragging the human warrior's footsteps to death.

"Your Majesty is in danger!"

Daryls and Lim were anxious when they saw this, but there were too many werewolves, and they still had the strength to rescue Jean if they didn't have time to take care of themselves? Goldfrey was about to rush over desperately, but Walden and Ashbury blocked his way, intentionally or unintentionally, and after changing several directions in succession but still being blocked by the latter two, Goldfrey understood what they meant, and the footsteps of the important minister of the Kingdom of Gilneth gradually slowed down.

In Walden's minds, Ashbury, and Goldfrey that Gilneth was to blame for falling into this position and not heeding any advice, and that there would be hope for Gilneth if it weren't for the stubborn old king, the enlightened Prince Liem, who would take over the country.

Thinking of this, the three nobles began to work without making any effort with a tacit understanding, don't look at them shouting fiercely, and their faces were anxious, but in actual action, they couldn't delay any longer, and they really wanted to expect them to save people, even if they had a hundred lives, it would not be enough to compensate.

Just when Jean's body was getting weaker and weaker and was about to be trapped in the werewolf army, several black shadows swooped down in the air, and the wind blew at this time, and the werewolves besieging Jean were blown to the ground, and when the werewolves stabilized themselves, they found that their target had been taken to the sky by several large birds.

Druid, the Night Elf's bird of prey, came to Gin's rescue.

Seeing that he was about to kill that hateful human, but the good thing was ruined, causing Jean's boiled duck to fly away into the palm of his hand, and a group of werewolves howled in frustration, while Lelar, the leader of the werewolves, quietly infiltrated the wolf crowd, and his figure quickly disappeared.

Several raptor druids worked together to send Jean to safety, and Gilne's soldiers rushed to protect their king.

A flash of light spilled down, and the wound on Jean's right shoulder that was bitten by Lelar was healing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, but it took a few seconds to fully recover, but it was the werewolf curse that really made the King of Gilneth unconscious, so he didn't wake up.

"Human, this warrior has been cursed, let's take him down for treatment first."

A voice came from behind the Druid, the bird of prey, and the crowd realized that one of the large birds that had saved their king was also standing on the quilt, and her moon-white priest's robes indicated his presence - it was a priest from the Temple of the Moon.

"Thank you for saving my husband, I'm Mia. Greyman. ”

Mia. Greymane, the queen of the kingdom of Gilneys, hurried to the front line after knowing that Jean had killed the werewolves, and the queen was terrified, she almost lost her husband, and the kingdom of Gilneys almost lost its king.

"Hello, I'm Berisha. Starwind. ”

The priest of the Moon Temple stepped down from the Raptor Druid and nodded to Mia, beside whom were several Night Elves who had been regained from their Transfigurations.

"The Temple of the Moon God has received word that the power of evil is spreading across the land of Gilneis, so the High Priest of Tyrande sent us to check it out, but fortunately, with the help of Dalaran we can get there in time."

The Night Elves were able to come so quickly, naturally they borrowed the teleportation array, otherwise with the distance between Darnassus and Gilneth, these birds of prey druids might have rushed over in half a day.

In fact, the Night Elves were not using Dalaran's teleportation array, but the Castle of Shadowfangs, but Berisha wisely didn't say it.

"Thank you for the help of the Temple of the Moon God, the situation in our kingdom ...... Alas! ”

Prince Lim, who rushed over, sighed, Gilneth's current situation was really miserable, and Rhona, who was following him, looked at the Night Elves with some curiosity.

Berisha smiled gracefully at Rhona, and then her gaze turned to the sky above the battlefield.

"Marshal Leo, Master Ronin, the strength of me and a few companions is not enough to help the Kingdom of Gilneth through this time, can you help?"

The dragon lich's illusion is strong, but it can't stop the magic detection of the Moon Temple, and this Berisha is showing us her strength.

Leo and Ronin glanced at each other, and a hint of clarity flashed in their eyes.

Since he was called to break through Xingzang, there was no need to hide it, and in the earth-shattering dragon roar, several behemoths covered the sky of the battlefield

(To be continued)