Garona felt like she had a strange dream.

A damn cultist turned into a demon before her eyes.

This is nothing at all. There is no essential difference between dying in the hands of cultists and dying in the hands of demons.

But the problem is that the demon who was supposed to take her life let her go, and used a strange teleportation technique to get herself out of the desperate situation, blowing up the cave at the same time.

Because Garona was weak and suffered the impact of the demon's teleportation spell, she immediately fell into a coma. Naturally, she did not know what happened next, nor did she know that she would be held in the arms of her beloved.

"Hurry and save people!"

On the sand dunes outside Crystal Valley, Khadgar rushed to Black holding Garona, who was covered in blood and seriously injured.

The mage with the face of an old man now has a distorted face and his eyes are red.

This rare gaffe should probably not happen to an excellent mage like him. After all, orthodox spellcasters pursue sanity that can be maintained under any circumstances.

But no one criticized Kagard's gaffe at this time, and Garona's situation was indeed not optimistic.

"Tsk, this friend of mine is really lucky."

The stinky pirate stuffed a healing stone into Garona's mouth and released a void magic on her to activate her flesh and blood and seal the wound, but he was not a professional healer.

After checking on Garona, he said to Khadgar:

"My ship's doctor Natalie is on her way. She has a way to save your beloved wild female orc, but the problem now is that Cho'gall won't let her go so easily.

The annoying demon didn't behave obediently either. The teleportation wave it released couldn't hide from the cunning ogre...

Therefore, I ask you to prepare for battle immediately.

can you do it?"

"I can, don't underestimate the successor of the Astral Mage."

Card took a deep breath, looked at Garona in his arms, stretched out his hand to touch her face tremblingly, and then handed the dying female orc to the little star beside him.

The Blue Dragon Princess released a freezing magic for Garona, freezing her instantly to prevent the loss of life force.

The old mage looked at the blood in his hands. He stood up on the sand dune, held the red magic sword at his waist, and said to Black:

"Thank you, Your Excellency, and I apologize for the rude behavior I have done to you. I will fulfill Garona's wish, but I need your help."

"Very good, this is the cooperative attitude I want to see. Then, let's all come together and let's have a big fight in Crystal Valley."

Blake nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and Seanigosa immediately transformed into a dragon and took off into the sky.

His Royal Highness Little Star's storm dragon guards also took off with the captain of the guard. The shield girls threw off their chains and climbed onto the dragon's back skillfully. They will be the first wave of forwards to attack the Crystal Valley.

"Aren't you going?"

Blake looked back at Sephiel beside him and asked.

The first parasaurus, who covered his body with a black robe, shook his head and said:

"I'm not interested in killing, I'm here to protect my captain."

"But I don't need your protection."

The smelly pirate blinked and whispered in Sephiel's ear:

"Now I just want to see my mighty first mate killing everyone in the valley in front of me. This will make me feel happy. Will you please my humble imagination?"

"If you wish to see..."

The intimate whisper made Sephiel's cheeks turn red, and he spoke in a low voice like a mosquito.

This shy posture made Blake laugh out loud. As expected, the first mate who maintained an improper relationship with him but was still shy was the cutest.

He slapped Seifer on the hip and said:

"When the dragon has the desire to fly, it cannot and cannot crawl on the ground. Go ahead, girl, release your minions and punish them on my behalf."

"Um."

The first auxiliary dragon nodded, and with her black robe flying, she jumped into the sky, and with a low and ferocious roar, she transformed into a huge black dragon, flapping its wings and rushing toward the valley ahead like the shadow of a walking thundercloud.

"Is Onyxia that big? I feel like she is about the same size as Spellweaver!"

Little Xingxing rushed to Blake's side, her eyes widened with surprise and undisguised envy, and she said:

"The last time I saw her in Dalaran, she was not this big. What did she eat? Did Xal'atath use something strange for this body?

Can I use it?

I mean, can I ‘learn’ from this way of growing up?”

"After being contaminated by the void, flesh and blood will naturally mutate. This is an external manifestation of the strengthening of the void."

Next to Black, the hooded old man Sachiel had his hands intertwined, maintaining the posture of a strong man.

He stood on the sand dune and looked at the cultists rushing out of the Crystal Valley and riding on the backs of mutant insects or running elements.

The initiate explained to Little Star very academically:

"Based on my research on the void, if this kind of reinforcement can be guided by correct knowledge, then it will turn into a positive reinforcement. With the special status of Ms. Xalatas, the body she chose for herself will definitely not be able to slip into

In an uncontrollable wrong route.

Although Onyxia's body has been contaminated by the void, it is still 'pure and powerful'.

On the other hand, if the infusion of the void cannot be guided correctly, uncontrolled and wrong enhancements will change the appearance of your flesh and blood, causing you to slip into the posture of a monster.

Look!

That pathetic guy is a classic negative example."

Thaqir pointed at the two-headed ogre Cho'gall, who used a void teleportation magic to track Garona's teleportation point and then appeared in the rolling purple vortex.

While shaking his head, he reminded Little Xingxing and the girls in a teacher's tone:

"Look at his pathetic, filthy and depraved body.

His evil and cunning may be innate, but the fact that he made himself so ugly as a monster is all the result of his own 'hard work'.

Therefore, children, if you do not have extraordinary will and discernment, you must stay away from the void!"

"Yes! Don't play with the void, it is a 'bad friend' to most living beings."

Blake took over and concluded.

The pirate looked at Cho'gall in front of him, and Cho'gall, who was standing in the quicksand, also saw the smelly pirate.

The two parties recognized each other the moment they met.

Even though both sides are completely different from when they were on the Broken Shore.

Black is wearing the Moon God Armor. He is much more majestic than the down-and-out little pirate who could only flee under the pressure of Hela. The novice who once could only rely on sneak attacks and beatings for Garona to fight against Cho'gall is now no longer the most powerful one.

Became a hero.

Compared to Blake's changes, Cho'gall's changes are not that big.

There are still two heads and a huge and burly body that walks like a mountain of flesh, but the exposed chest of Gu'gall's naked upper body is covered with eyeballs that are constantly opening and closing.

Those earth-yellow eyeballs had purple-red pupils, which were exactly the same as the Eyes of C’Thun he had seen before. Those eyeballs kept rolling along with his movements, casting malicious glances everywhere in front of him.

It's completely mental pollution.

In addition to the proliferating rotten eyeballs, black horny bone spurs also proliferated on Cho'gall's shoulders, arms and back, resembling a monster son born from the mess between a drunken obsidian element and an ogre.

Those black bone spurs are covered with corrupted runes, allowing Cho'gall's every move to emit impure light of the void.

These strange organs that were strengthened and "blessed" by the void did not make Cho'gall more majestic, but were filled with an indescribable ugliness.

Perhaps in the eyes of mentally disturbed cultists, such a gesture can be called "powerful" or "beauty of power", but in the eyes of pirates, this is completely "degenerate".

"His soul must be as disgusting as his appearance."

Windrunner's mother, who was carrying the magic sword Apocalypse, drew her bow. She looked at the ogre in front of her with cold eyes, but Blake reached out and held down her wrist.

This act of physical contact made Windrunner's mother retract her hand as if she was electrocuted, and made Blake look back at her mentor in confusion.

how?

Is there anything dirty on your hands?

"He left it to Khadgar and me. The two of us have some 'personal grudges' to deal with with Cho'gall. The others will go to Crystal Valley."

Black said to Mother Windrunner, Old Man Thal'kiel, a group of heavily armed shield maidens, and Cairne Bloodhoof who had grabbed the halberd:

"The cultists over there are a big problem. The Twilight's Hammer uses it as their base camp, just like we did with the Bloodsail pirates in Sunset Cape.

No one can be allowed to escape!

Although they worship different dark gods, the pain they can inflict on others is the same.

We will end Cho'gall here, leaving his fallen minions in your hands."

"But this ogre looks like a formidable enemy."

The Supreme Shieldmaiden who was eager to try said dissatisfiedly:

"I have been dealing with weak guys along the way, and my desire to fight can no longer be suppressed. I am eager to see a real battle!
To be continued...