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With a heavy hostility, the black dragon crossed the water from a low altitude, and a thin layer of mist provided cover for their surprise attack in the dark night, but the huge body of the dragon was still quickly exposed to the sight of the troll.

"Woo!" A sharp sound sounded, and the power on the island was alarmed.

The thunder began to become dense and violent, several thunder lights gathered from the sky, and then were pulled over by a certain area on the island, and then a bewitching blue light beam lifted into the sky.

"Defend with all your strength!" Benedictus quickly propped up a shield, and Power Word: Barrier was in his hands, turning into a layer of purple-black shield, and the periphery of the shield was wrapped in red magic power.

Several other cultists also immediately spewed a large cloud of black smoke, wrapping the black dragon's body in it.

Then the thunder and lightning fell, hitting the shield one after another, splashing a large amount of sparks, but failed to effectively penetrate the protection. Now that the **** of thunder has not yet awakened, most of the defense forces on the island are old mogu facilities. It also gave the Twilight Cult a chance to make a successful raid.

The black dragon didn't hesitate either. Seeing the thunder gathered again, he quickly lowered his flight altitude, passed over a dense black branch, and then fell headlong into the bushes.

"It's just a small group of unknown attacking forces. Close the Julei Tower. We need to save some energy now." A high-ranking priest of Zandalar instructed: "Send a few elite teams to destroy these intruders!"

Landing on the wet land, Benedictus looked at the dark environment around him. The Twilight Sect is like a duck to water here. He said while drawing the vitality of several velociraptors that broke in, "We can't Stay here, their search party will arrive shortly."

"With your strength, we can definitely..."

Benedictus used his eyes to make the nobles retreat. He used to be the Archbishop of the Holy Light, and now he is the Archbishop of the Twilight Sect. No one can order him to do anything except the Old God, His Majesty Neltharion and the existence of the same status. What!

"Go ahead." Benedictus said coldly, and the black dragon seemed to be frightened, and followed closely behind.

At this time, a teacher explained in a low voice: "Originally we planned to attack by force, but in Stormwind City and the subsequent secession, we lost too much strength. In order to ensure the success of the plan, even His Majesty the Bishop had to personally go out and sneak into the city. This **** place."

He hurriedly followed Benedictus's footsteps. Even though it was his first time coming to Thunder God Island, his actions seemed to be familiar to him, spreading out at home, easily avoiding a few patrol teams, and The entire team was hidden in the shadows, and even the mogu's detection equipment could not find a trace.

Malaka led the troll team and rode Velociraptor and Tyrannosaurus to the crash site. The deep marks dragged out several marks on the wet soil.

"It should be here. Even the Tyrannosaurus King can't bear being hit directly by the thunder given by the Thunder God!" He said proudly, and looked forward.

There was nothing in front of his eyes, and he almost jumped up in shock, "This is impossible!"

There is nothing where there should be charred corpses, these invaders are gone!

"Scatter, find them immediately!" Malaka realized the seriousness, the enemy was not destroyed by the terrifying thunder, but used its cover to sneak into their lair.

"You, report to the high priest, we are in big trouble."

Then Malaka summoned the spirits around him, and he asked sternly, "Did you see where those people went?"

These dead souls should have been terrified of him. Malaka possessed shaman-like abilities and methods similar to warlocks; he could forcibly summon the dead souls, and then use torture to make them obedient.

But the soul summoned at this time seemed abnormally sluggish. Even if Malaka released the whip of the soul, he couldn't use the pain to make the soul tell him what happened in the past few minutes.

At this time, the team members also came back and reported: "Master Sacrifice, no trace of the enemy was found, they disappeared!"

"Disappear? It's impossible, there should be traces anyway." Of course Malaka didn't believe it, but after his inspection, "I should report to the high-ranking priest, this group of enemies is not small."

Being able to evade his perception has already proven many things, so he dared not neglect. Malaka summoned more patrol teams with a horn and ordered them to search along this area, while he rushed back to the fortress immediately. , Report what he saw and heard to the priest.

Benedictus had already gone a long way at this time, and the sound of the warning horn was almost inaudible. They had already passed through the entire gloomy swamp and reached the city wall under the palace.

"How do we get there?" asked the black dragon Horn in human form.

"We don't follow the right path." Regarding the black dragon succubus, Benedictus was more patient, perhaps because his master was Deathwing, "Feel the shadow, I found him."

A Zandalari priest appeared at the edge of the city wall, covering himself with the power of some kind of soul shadow as he looked around cautiously.

The power of twilight can blossom and bear fruit anywhere, whether it is humans, holy light, or elves...as long as they have desires, emotions, and thoughts in their hearts, there will be opportunities for whispers to penetrate and corrupt.

The same is true for Kabilla, he is the product of a research, a combination of mogu petrification and Zandalari bloodline, but the results of the experiment are not satisfactory, he failed to obtain the most powerful body of mogu, nor could he obtain The Zandalari's finest casting ability. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

Although because of his "parents", he still has a relatively noble background on Thunder God Island, but he is disgusted and loathed by all the upper classes. The ancient gods just rightly corrupted him and let him serve the shadow.

"You guys are half an hour later than expected!" Kabura seemed very angry, "We don't have much time, if I don't return to my post in time, I will be suspected and punished!"

Facing questioning, Benedictus explained: "We must hide our whereabouts better, so as not to expose you. If we say a few words now and speed up, then you can go back in time."

Kabura looked at Benedictus, he wanted to say something more to prove his strength, but in the end he shut up, "Follow me."

Along the city wall, he led the crowd to a stinking cave, surrounded by mosquitoes and special derivative animals, making Zandalari patrols far away from this area.

"You go in first, no one will find you here, wait for me to come back."

Despite their reluctance, the corrupt nobles followed Benedictus into this dark and stinky cave, and as Kabura left, they immediately covered up all their auras with the power of shadow.

"Are we waiting here?" It wasn't too long before one of them got impatient, "If this guy goes back to Gaomi..."

"He won't." Benedictus was full of confidence, given the power given by the ancient gods, there would be no chance for people to struggle.

and.

He looked into the depths of the cave, where foul-smelling water flowed out. Outside, the city walls were tightly guarded by the elite Zandalari and Mogu. If they wanted to break through, a small team would definitely not be able to do it, but there were only a few of them. .....

"So this is the entrance?"