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Dakar and his people have entrenched in this foggy swamp for thousands of years.

The name Dakar is the name given to the strongest Mist panther by the hunters of the Hidden Pass and Highmountain tribes.

But in fact, this name has been passed down for many generations, and the Dakar that is trapped today is no longer the one that caused the disappearance of the Eagle Spear in the first place.

Although each generation of Dakar has impressive strength, they are only short-lived monsters after all, and they do not have an infinite lifespan.

"Boom!"

When Vereesa's feathered arrow shot out, the contemporary Dakar finally broke free from the shackles of the ice, and it had already realized that it had been ambushed.

"Bah!"

The powerful arrows grazed the fur of Dakar's abdomen and shot into the ground. The painful black panther quickly fled from the spot and hid in the thick fog again.

Vereesa was not in a hurry, but Ulan regretted it.

"Damn! Almost."

"Don't worry."

Vereesa squatted down, and saw a trail of light red warm traces in the thermal imaging field of view.

"It's hurt, come with me!"

The blood that has just been separated from the body must have some warmth, but it will quickly cool down as time goes by.

Following the hot blood, Vereesa and the three successfully tracked down the misty panther's lair.

"Woo..."

Judging from the slightly whimpering sound, the injured Dakar should be licking his wounds in his lair.

Vereesa took a deep breath, took out the flare from the space package and said solemnly: "The time for the decisive battle has come, act according to the plan."

Valeera nodded silently, and disappeared into the thick fog the next second.

Ulan, who was covered in swamp mud all over, came to the cave door lightly.

The icy mud covered the temperature of the human body, and the foul smell of mud made Dakar unable to smell any extra odors.

Until Ulan set a trap and returned to Vereesa, Dakar, who was still recovering, did not notice any abnormality.

Xiao Wujing, who was held in Vereesa's arms, arched her chest, looking at her new master with pitiful eyes.

Vereesa gently touched the little black panther's head, and used the soul link to comfort her in a soft voice: "I will spare it as much as possible, but... once the battle starts, I can't tell what will happen during the process Accident."

Putting the little black panther back into her arms, which had no fighting power, Vereesa's expression gradually turned cold.

After confirming that the two companions were in their positions, Vereesa bent her bow and set an arrow, and accurately shot the flare attached to the arrow in front of the door of Dakar's lair.

"Dah~"

A slight movement aroused Dakar's vigilance, and the sudden burst of flare light flashed snow-white before its eyes, which had long been accustomed to the darkness.

Losing the vision of thermal imaging, Dakar escaped from the nest in a panic, accidentally triggering the trap set by Ulan.

"Aw!"

Countless small poisonous snakes rushed out of the trap basket, biting Dakar's limbs with their mouths open, making the misty black panther cry out in pain and panic.

"Do it!"

Following Vereesa's order, Valeera flashed behind Dakar with a shadow step without warning.

Although he couldn't see, Dakar still sensed the strangeness behind him through his keen sense of hearing trained in the dense fog, and the leopard's tail like a steel whip swung towards Valeera who was holding two daggers.

In terms of strength, Valeera is far from being Dakar's opponent, and was bounced off by the leopard's tail without any surprises.

But when the two daggers brushed against Dakar's tail, the poison smeared on the daggers took the opportunity to mix into the wound cut by the daggers.

"Whizzing!"

Vereesa and Ulan shot at the same time, and the two feathered arrows hit Dakar's neck and abdomen respectively.

Dakar, who was so annoyed by the poisonous snake, finally jumped out of the place, and his eyesight gradually recovered.

Struggling for a while under the siege of the three, the toxin injected into Dakar's body began to take effect, its originally powerful limbs gradually weakened, and its steps staggered a little.

Barely dodging another round of long-range shooting from the enemy, Dakar, who had a toxic attack, could no longer move freely. Valeera hit the back of his head already dizzy with the handle of a knife, and finally fell down unwillingly.

"Here, search quickly!"

The whole battle seemed to be going smoothly, but in fact, the three of them prepared for this ambush for nearly a week, in order to end the battle as soon as possible before Kvaldir heard the news and rushed over.

Vereesa aimed at the thick fog behind her with her bow, and without hesitation quickly drew the bow and shot a bunch of arrows, and soon there was a scream in the fog.

"Ulan!"

"give it to me!"

The majestic Ulan ran to the unconscious Dakar in two or three steps, and carried the heavy black panther on his shoulder with one hand.

When the remaining dozen or so Kvaldir cursed and rushed to the place where the battle took place under the rain of arrows, the scene was already empty.

"Damn! Chase! We must find the invasion..."

The leader Kvaldir hadn't finished his ruthless words when a stabbing pain came from his vest.

Theoretically, Kvaldir, who is originally an undead, cannot be completely killed by physical attacks.

But this burst of pain is not purely from the body, but also acts on the soul.

"Ugh!"

Falling to the ground in pain, the Kvaldir squad leader turned around with difficulty.

A small sharp stone pillar covered with gray energy is still floating in the air, it seems to be some kind of pre-set lore trap.

"Immediately... notify... Hela..."

Holding on to say the last sentence, the captain of Kvaldir's team was knocked out of his wits on the spot, leaving only a group of smelly water plants in place.

...

Ever since Sharlayan told Emmaril of his conjectures, the leader of the Hidden Passage has always been preoccupied recently.

The original intention of the establishment of the Hidden Passage was to prevent and deal with the Burning Legion. Now that there may be demons sneaking into Highmountain, Emeril did not sleep well for several days.

She has already launched a call to elite members from all over the world through the channel of the secret channel, hoping that they can spare time to come to the Broken Isles to perform tasks.

With Emmaril staring at this matter with full attention, Sharlayan got a short rest time, still maintaining his own rhythm and tempering ability.

Practice anger control in the morning, master the balance between death and death in the afternoon, chat with Stellagosa in the evening, discuss the future of the dragon clan, tell about the past evil deeds of the Burning Legion, and explore the many crises hidden in the dark places of Azeroth.

Growing up on the Broken Isles, Stellagosa's knowledge of the outside world comes from stories told by his grandfather Senegos.

When she first met Sharlayan, she preconceived that he, like most dragon compatriots, was the kind of person whose body moved faster than his brain.

But after getting along for a period of time, Stellagosa was surprised to find that Sharlayan was very knowledgeable and knew more details about Azeroth's past legends than Senegos.

Through Sharlayan's narration, Stellagosa became very curious about the world beyond the Broken Isles.

Not only the relatively mature Stellagosa, but also the lively little Tina blatantly lying on Sharlayan's head and acting like a baby, hoping that he would take her to experience those fascinating adventures together.

Sharlayan smiled wryly and spread his hands: "It doesn't matter if I say it, you should try to convince Senegos first."

If he was only active in the Broken Isles, Senegos, who was gradually recovering his strength, would be sure to rush to the scene as soon as Tina and Little Xingxing were in danger, and beat the guy who dared to bully his precious granddaughter to ashes.

But if the scope of activities is extended to the entire Azeroth...

As strong as Senegos, he can't guarantee that he will be able to rush to the scene immediately. After all, there are too many mysterious areas in this world, and there are many secret places that can isolate teleportation.

Stellagosa grabbed the coquettish Tina from Salayan's head.

"Stop making trouble, just like what Sarlayan said, you should think about how to persuade grandfather to let him go."

The three of Valeera and Vereesa have been away for nearly half a month, and Sarlayan, who has retreated with peace of mind, is getting more and more comfortable controlling her anger.

But research on the balance between life and death has never progressed.

The barrage speculates that Sharlayan's druid level is too low, and the core problem cannot be touched at this stage.

In desperation, Sharlayan could only shelve the research for the time being, and planned to study the druid's natural force first.

In this environment where they worked hard during the day and told stories at night, Emmoreel's summoning order finally got the response of the first member.

When the member of the Hidden Path who took a short cut climbed the Eagle Talon Peak, Sharlayan, who was sitting cross-legged on the mountain and meditating, had just finished training and opened his eyes.

"Um?"

"Well?"

The faces of the two who happened to have a face-to-face exchange showed expressions of astonishment at the same time.

Sharlayan: "...how is it you?"