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In order to emphasize concealment, the headquarters chosen by Namulia Linge for the secret passage is far away from the core area of ​​Highmountain, located on the western edge of the mountains, a desolate mountain that almost no one pays attention to.

Since Sharlayan and Stellagosa returned from their trips, the vicinity of Eagle Claw Peak was quiet most of the time, but whenever a caravan with a double head passed down the mountain, it would attract many people to watch.

This shows how boring those peripheral members of the secret passageway are.

When Sharlayan and Emmaril came to the edge of the camp together to try to overlook it, a dozen tauren hunters had already crowded the cliff.

"cough~"

Emeril coughed lightly, and the tauren who were rubbing their fists and discussing something hurriedly stood in two rows, as if obeying orders at any time.

"Hey~"

Emeril sighed helplessly: "Go away, concentrate on training, and don't be disturbed by the movement around you."

"yes!"

The Hidden Passage is a secret organization composed of elite hunters, and Emmoreel will be cautious when inviting core members.

Most of the core members are busy with their own work on a daily basis. In order to maintain the normal operation of the camp and the smooth flow of information channels, Secret Path has been maintaining close cooperation with the Gaoling tribe.

These peripheral members are the potential rookies sent to the hidden passage by various tribes of Gaoling to receive training. As long as they can meet the standards, Emeril doesn't mind officially recruiting them into the hidden passage.

This can also be regarded as the return of the secret channel for the selfless support of the Gaoling tribe for thousands of years, a kind of human relationship.

After the group of tall and round tauren dispersed, Sharlayan, Emeril and the others finally saw the scene of commotion under the mountain peak.

Stellagosa narrowed her eyes, and asked Emeril in surprise: "Ms. Shadow Guard, aren't those creatures who are proficient in using the earth element?"

"Yes."

Emeril's expression was a bit solemn: "They are the drogbar, another native race of Highmountain."

From the perspective of Sharlayan as a high elf, the drogbar looks extremely ugly.

These khaki-skinned creatures have blue-faced fangs, and those protruding ears like domestic pigs are still blowing in the wind.

Their upper body is a bit bent, they wear very simple armor, and the hands holding crude weapons such as wooden sticks and stone hammers have sharp nails. At first glance, they can be seen as an incompletely evolved primitive race.

But these ugly creatures have strong attainments in earth element spells. Whether it is a warrior charging ahead, or a spellcaster hiding behind and concentrating on chanting spells, it seems that every drogbar can cast two earth element spells at will. .

"Semi-elemental creature... that's an appropriate way to describe it."

The dozen or so drogbars were attacking a tauren caravan, and the caravan's guards fought hard against the attackers.

If it was just drogbar, the well-armed tauren guards would be able to handle it.

But I don't know what method these drogbars used. The ones fighting the tauren in the front are actually two two-headed giants holding big trees.

The two-headed giants are not the same species as the ogres from Draenor. They are native creatures of Azeroth, inhabiting this land long before the cataclysm.

It's just that at that time, there were no mountains uplifted by the plate movement, and it was not called the highest mountain.

The two-headed giant's intelligence is very low, and most of the time it will only act on instinct.

It's not surprising that these guys attack caravans, but it's strange that they would go with the drogbars.

Emeril frowned and explained: "The two-headed giants often rob passing tauren caravans. The easiest way to deal with them is to throw some food at them to divert the attention of these big guys, but this time..."

"look."

Emeril raised his finger and pointed to the overturned deer cart behind the caravan: "This caravan obviously left food that could attract attention, but these two two-headed giants ignored it completely and continued to attack the bull's head crazily. human guard."

"I suspect..." Emeril looked at those drogbars with gloomy eyes: "The drogbars may have mastered some kind of spell that can control the two-headed giants, which is obviously not a good thing for the Highmountain tribe. "

Nominally, the Hidden Pass remains neutral in the Highmountain infighting.

But people's hearts are made of flesh.

The Gaoling tribe has worked tirelessly for tens of thousands of years to provide logistical support for the Secret Passage. It is normal for Emmoreel to favor the tauren.

In any case, as the leader of the Hidden Passage, it is not convenient for Emeril to do it himself.

And those tauren apprentices who are still in training can't beat these drogbar hijackers who are obviously prepared.

Emriel turned to Sharlayan with only help.

To Sharlayan, the presence of these drogbars was also considered drowsy, and someone sent a pillow.

He was feeling bored in this remote "farmhouse", and someone offered to send over toys to relieve boredom.

Sharlayan certainly could not disappoint drogbar's kindness, and readily agreed to Emmoreel's request.

"Leave it to me, just to move your body."

The situation is urgent, and there is no time to go down the mountain slowly along the mountain road.

Imerel planned to call the two giant eagles in the camp to send Sharlayan and Stellagosa down the mountain as soon as possible.

"Wuhu ~ take off!"

Just as he turned his head to greet the logistics personnel behind him, Emeril suddenly heard a strange cry from Salayan.

Looking back, the scene in front of him stunned Emeril for a moment.

Although it was inconvenient to transform into a dragon face to face, Sharlayan was a druid after all, so transforming into a raptor form was not easy.

The little crow that was inseparable from Sharlayan was lying on the back of Sharlayan's transformed white eagle.

When Emmerel turned his head, Sharlayan had already spread its wings and began to glide downward at high speed.

"Goo?"

Standing on Immeril's shoulder, the white eagle partner cocked its hair and let out a suspicious cry. It thought it saw its own kind, but it always felt that something was wrong.

Emeril comforted it with a wry smile, and turned his gaze to say something to Stellagosa.

"Miss Stella, you...huh? Where are you?"

Stellagosa was even more straightforward. While Sharlayan was taking off, she swiped her finger to draw a portal, and she appeared at the scene of the robbery one step earlier than Sharlayan.

This kind of short-distance teleportation that can directly see the target location is not difficult for Stellagosa, who is a blue dragon.

This group of well-trained drogbars reacted quickly. As soon as Stellagosa came out, the ground under her feet began to move, and several rock spears were about to emerge from the ground.

"Crack~"

Stellagosa raised her long white and slender legs under the robe, and lightly stepped on the ground.

The effect of counterspell traced back to the caster, and one of the casters among the drogbar raiders suddenly burst out a rock spur in the chest.

This guy's vitality is very strong, even though his chest has been torn apart by rock thorns, he can still scream loudly.

The other spellcasters frantically tried to quell the spell riot in their companions, but at this time the white eagle incarnated by Sharlayan had swooped down to a position less than 20 meters above the caster team.

"Tina, hold on tight!"

"Okay~"

After reminding Little Tina in advance, Sarlayan transformed back into a human form in mid-air, launched a heroic leap with his feet on the void, and crashed into the crowd of drogbars after two stages of acceleration.

"Crack~"

Quel'sera, who slashed down, ended the pain of the screaming spellcaster. Before the others could react, Sharlayan took a deep breath and let out a deafening roar on the spot.

"hold head high!!"

Dagul and others who were waiting for the good news far underground could hear the roar of the dragon, and the tauren of the four major tribes of Gaoling immediately arranged for scouts to go out to check the situation.

In the open field, the sonic attack effect of the dragon's roar is not as obvious as indoors.

Even so, the few unlucky ones who were closer were bled from the ears, temporarily lost their hearing, and screamed strangely while covering their ears in pain.

"very noisy!"

One of the two-headed ogre turned its head with red eyes, raised the giant tree in its hand and threw it at Sharlayan.

"It's so noisy, I'll smash you!"

"boom!"

The impact of the giant tree knocked all the drogbar spellcasters flying, who were already unsteady on their feet, and a lot of dust was also raised on the scene.

But to the surprise of everyone present, the hand of the two-headed giant was passively and slowly raised, and a seemingly "slender" arm held the lower end of the giant tree with one hand, forcing the hand of the two-headed giant to push upward .

"Smash me? I'm afraid it won't be that easy."

Sharlayan, with the veins popping out on his neck and forehead, had obviously exerted his full strength, and the opportunity to wrestle with the two-headed giant was rare, so he was quite happy at this moment.

"Go!"

With the last effort, the giant tree was pushed up a certain distance, and Sharlayan swung Quel'sera in his right hand, cutting off the two-handed giant's "weapon" along with three fingers.

"Now let's see who smashed who!"