Chapter 128: Kill the demon

　　 Aristophane stopped casting the spell.
　　 He summoned a whirlwind, dispelling the white mist in the air, and the elves saw the situation covered by wind and snow.
　　 There were ice blocks of various sizes scattered in the pits on the ground. An iceberg exuding a chill stood there, and a figure of a person appeared vaguely.
　　 "Kaki Kacha", countless cracks appeared on the iceberg, and then shattered, together with the broken body of Tosidlin frozen inside.
　　 Irina looked at the torn apart body, then looked at Aristophanes with a calm face, and swallowed. She didn't expect the powerful Prince Tosedrin to die so quietly.
At this time, a blood-stained elf walked out of the corridor next to him. He ignored the corpses around him, and shouted to Irina: "Irina, lead your team to come here. We can no longer Take control of Imottal!"
Soon people outside entered the side hall where Imottal was located. The dilapidated hall became more broken, the ground was covered with various collapsed stone pillars, and the huge disaster dog roared towards the elf before him. , The Sindra mages headed by Modante struggled to resist the demon's attack.
　　 Irina hurriedly greeted her subordinates to attack and harass Imottal, and then she turned her head to ask Aristophane and Shandris for help.
　　 The two nodded, Shandris took out the bow and arrow to join the battle group, Aristophanes waved the ebony chill and began to restrict Imottal's actions.
Irina’s bear rushed to the huge catastrophe dog under her control, attracting its attention. At this time, the injured elves withdrew from the hall one after another, and the mages under Modant released a compound spell. , A huge red circle appeared at its feet, a raging flame ignited, Imottal roared up to the sky, and the eyes of the tentacles on his body danced in the flames.
　　 It carried flames on its body and howled and rushed towards Modant and others.
　　 Modant calmly ordered the wizard under him to deploy a protective circle. The sky-blue arcane shield covered them and blocked Imottal's charge.
　　 Looking at the purple-skinned man with long ears in the blue shield in front of him, Imottal stretched out his paw and scratched the arcane shield twice, but instead of breaking the shield, he was shaken back a few steps by the force of the counterattack.
　　 Imottal became anxious. It looked up and saw Aristophane and Shandris standing by the wall, turned around and rushed towards them with a roar.
Shandris drew a bow and aimed at the tentacles around its head. One arrow after another hit the open eyes. Green blood spurted out. Imottal became more and more painful. He straightened his upper body and slammed his head. Stepping on the ground, a shock wave came out, Shandris had to stop the attack and jumped up to avoid the shock wave.
　　 Imottal took advantage of the situation and stared at her with still intact eyes, and released a green light.
　　 When it was too late, it was fast, and Aristophan immediately interrupted the spell in his hand and opened a two-person high shield to block the horrible light.
　　 The explosion sounded through the dilapidated hall, and a burst of smoke and rubble flew out, obscuring the sight of the Sindra mages.
　　 Later, various blue, white, and green lights sprang out from the smoke, hitting the shields placed by Modant and others, causing waves of ripples, and at the same time, a low roar also came into their ears.
　　 "Congressman Mordant, shall we help?" Irina asked while treating the severely injured pet.
　　 Modante Yongying narrowed his eyes and stared at the smoke: "No, Irina, since they can kill the prince, then a mere high-level demon is not a threat to them."
　　 "Who are they?"
　　 "I don't know. One said it was from Mount Hyjal, and the other said it was from Quel'Thalas. We will ask after we finish the fight."
　　 At this time, the movement in the smoke gradually became smaller, and after a loud neigh, it quieted completely.
Mordant and others watched the smoke cautiously. Although he said that he believed in Aristophanes, he was still very worried. Although Imottal was not in full bloom at this time, the Master Sindra still remained in the previous battle. The one who was beaten was only defensive but no counterattack. Now he understands how strong Prince Tosedrin can control this monster, and Aristophane, who can defeat and kill Tosedrin, may be even more powerful. It's hard to guess.
The smoke gradually dissipated, Imottal's huge body lay on the ground, green blood murmured from the wound on his body, Aristophane and Shandris stood in front of its head, watching quietly The dead demon in front of me.
　　 Under Modante's order, the wizards removed the shield, and then slowly stepped forward.
　　 "Is it... dead?"
　　 "Ah, according to our definition, this disaster dog should be dead." Aristophane replied.
Irina looked at the various wounds on Imottal's body: arrow wounds, burns, frostbite, and looking at the two gentlemen in front of him, she could no longer restrain her inner curiosity: "Who are you? How strong are you? So strong?"
　　 Looking at the female elves in front of him, Aristophane replied: "Please ask Master Modant for details, and we will talk about it after you finish these things."
　　 Time flies quickly, and Modante led the remaining members of the council to quickly organize the affairs left by Prince Tosedrin and thoroughly master the resources of the entire city. Then he and Aristophanes had a formal meeting.
　　 "So you have entered a state of lack of strength again?"
"Yes, let’s not hide it from both of you. I now understand why Prince Torsedrin made such a decision. With the current population of Ere'Thalas, our magic power reserve can support up to a week. Prince Sedlin extracted from the dead elves. Without the sacrifice of those elves, we would be in a state of insufficiency tomorrow. Do you have any solutions?"
　　 Aristophane and Shandris glanced at each other, and then said, "You can choose to join Kaldorei, or join us, Queldorei. Both can solve the problems you are facing now."
　　 Modante hesitated, he understood what Aristophanes meant, but faced with these two paths, it was still difficult to choose.
　　 "Let's discuss it, can you?" Modante said.
Aristophane and Shandris didn’t know what they discussed in the subsequent meeting~EbookFREE.me~ They just kept asking about their requirements, and finally decided that Modante would lead most of the wizards to join. With Kaldorei, Irina led the remaining civilians and most of Syndra's knowledge to join Quel'Thalas, hoping to solve the problem of magic addiction.
As for the dilapidated city of Ere'Thalas, due to its good location and a fairly complete palace complex, Shandris reached an agreement with him under Aristophan’s proposal to establish a A private self-defense organization, and Erezalas will be the resident of this new organization.
　　 Shandris and Aristophanes will recruit some elves from their elven societies to join this organization, and the wizards of the elves have a greater plan for this civil joint force.
"Aristophane, this is the magic scroll of Maitri you want, all the content is in this space bag, thank you again for your help to the Syndras." Modant stood beside Shandris , Handed a package to Aristophanes in front of him.
　　 The wizard mage accepted it, then turned to look at the sentry general.
"Then I will go first. The high priest asked me to lead these wizards to Nordrassil, where she will meet them." Shandriston paused and continued, "Thank you for your help during this time. Aristophanes, although we are opposed to arcane arts, I personally appreciate you very much, and I hope to have the opportunity to continue fighting side by side in the future."
　　 Shandris still wanted to say something, but looking at the wizard mage, it seemed that he didn't know what to say.
　　 She simply turned round and rode on the Hippogryph. The huge Hippogryph flapped its wings and disappeared into the blue sky.