"boom"

In the prison specially used by the Silver Moon Council to imprison powerful creatures, the lock of the last magic cage on this floor was also opened by the little fish man.

Benbolba took a step back, raised his head and looked at the mammoth chief who was imprisoned in the cage and walked out of the cage shaking his body.

In the eyes of fish people, it is as high as a mountain.

The moment it stepped out of the cage, the transformation effect applied to it was also canceled, allowing this brutal and savage guy to return to its original tyrannical posture.

Next to the little fish man, all the prisoners in the cage on this level have been released, and some violent guys have begun to knock on the door of the cage to escape and start killing.

But the smarter guys didn't rush into action.

They know that with just such a few people, even if they escape from the cage, they will be caught quickly.

There was a dead silence in the entire cell, and the "monsters and weirdos" who had just been released were looking at the magical little fish-man who released them from the cage with a look of scrutiny or expectation.

Even the violent mammoths who had just been released did not act immediately.

After being locked up in the cage of the elves for a long time, even the wildest creature has learned to think.

Not to mention that the mages here always do some weird experiments for them, making the prisoners here generally have much higher IQs than their kin outside.

"Quack!"

The little fishman also felt the expectations of the other guys.

It imitated the stinky pirate's usual behavior and coughed a few times, then quickly jumped onto the box next to it.

Facing a group of brutal creatures that are generally more powerful than it, the little fish-man has no stage fright.

It spread its arms and delivered an impassioned speech to the prisoners in front of it in fish-man language. From time to time it waved its claws and clenched its fists, roaring, and from time to time it made a mysterious gesture.

In the end, he took out a folded immortal pirate flag from his pocket and proudly unfolded it in his hands, showing his origins and amazing background to the ignorant bastards in front of him.

This little thing is very eloquent.

After all, he is also the leader of the fish-man pirate group, and has been "intern" with Black for so long, so it is not difficult to convince a group of desperate thugs to obey his command.

But now is not the time to escape immediately. With so few people in front of you, it is impossible to break through the blockade of the elf mages. If you want to escape and do what the stinky pirates tell you, Benbolba will have to find more.

"ally".

The good news is that this cage has more than one level. The Silver Moon mages have captured many monsters and imprisoned them here over thousands of years, and there are more dangerous creatures on the lower levels.

The bad news is that the action of the little fish man opening the cage has alerted the elf mages outside the cell. They must have begun to gather now, preparing to rush into the cage to "quell the rebellion."

There is not much time left for the little fishman.

"Quack!"

Ben Bolba heard the noise outside and the footsteps of the brigade.

It stretched out its claws, pointed at the largest mammoth chief in front of it, and then pointed at the room where the prisoners' belongings were placed in the cage, and made a hard hitting motion.

It must get its "most powerful weapon" before the mages rush in.

"Ouch!"

The brutal mammoth chief felt that he was so powerful that it was a bit embarrassing to obey the command of a small fish man, but the current situation was critical and he could not control that much.

So this guy grabbed the stone slab on the ground with his arms as thick as pillars, and threw the stone hard into the storage room like a lead ball.

Amidst the loud noise, the magic door was destroyed, and the little fish man howled twice, asking the prisoners to block the mages first, while he rushed into the dusty storage room.

The moment the little fish man rushed in, the door that had been closed by the prisoners was forced open by the bombardment of several giant arcane attacks. The frost-faced Silver Moon mages rushed in with two teams of elite Phoenix guards.

When they met, they knocked down the lizard man thugs and werewolf assassins who were rushing toward them.

Magic chains and grappling hooks were thrown out by the Phoenix Guards, trapping the charging mammoth chief in place.

The Queldorei elves still have two brushes.

They dare to place these prisoners here without fear of them causing trouble. The prisoners released by the little fishman can only buy it less than a minute, but fortunately, this is enough.

"Quack quack quack!"

Amidst the triumphant cry of the little fish man, this guy grabbed his two salted fish hammers and jumped out of the dusty storage room.

Don't get me wrong, the cunning Benbolba doesn't intend to use his salted fish hammer to fight against these ferocious mages in front of him. It is not Black, and the murloc martial arts it masters are completely insufficient to allow it to deal with so many elites.

Its real weapon is the red gemstone crown that it is wearing diagonally on its head.

It was a troll-style crown. Although it looked luxurious, it did not have much magic power, so it was not secretly taken away by the mages in the name of research.

But those mages have no idea!

They simply cannot understand the horror of this crown.

"Quack! (The treasure house has been robbed! Dafengling, come out quickly!)"

Amidst the screams of the little fish man scattering a handful of gold coins, the two keywords "treasure house" and "robbery" were triggered.

The next moment, under the stunned gazes of the elven spellcasters, golden coins exploded like a waterfall in the messy cage, like a rainstorm of gold coins and gems sweeping across the entire prison.

Amidst the weird crackling sound of gold coins colliding, a huge elemental creature composed entirely of various treasures roared out and rushed out in an attitude that ignored the magic barrier of the cell.

The moment it appeared, it saw the heavily armed spellcasters and elf warriors in front of it.

Fengling sensed their hostility, and out of duty to protect the treasure, the moment this big guy appeared, he punched his fists, made a roaring gesture on his faceless cheeks, and swept towards everything in front of him.

Amidst the sound of landslides and earth shattering, countless coins flew out like bullets driven by the power of the legendary nearly demigod, killing several unlucky mages on the spot.

The elf guards in heavy armor escaped, but in the next moment, under the roar of Fengling raising his claws, the solid gold coins quickly turned into molten gold liquid, killing them together with their armor in an instant.

Submerged, it quickly cooled and turned into a golden sculpture of the same height.

Those golden sculptures are vividly shaped, and their faces that howl silently still retain the terror before death, but they have become "incredibly expensive", and they can definitely make any goblin in the world scream with their eyes shining.

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"Ouch?"

Fengling killed the attacker neatly, but the treasure house guard was not stupid either. It glanced around and did not feel the smell of the treasure. It felt that it had been deceived.

So he turned back and roared at the little fish man.

The innocent-looking little fish-man spread his hands and explained to the angry Feng Ling with a croak.

It pointed to the ground above the cage, which was not far from the sunwell and the two buildings were connected together.

Now Black Shaw is determined to plunder the Sunwell. All the wealth in this elven seven-thousand-year treasure house will become the treasure that Fengling will guard in the future.

And judging from the level of luxury here, it can definitely create the most perfect treasure trove for Blake.

In other words, Fengling is also guarding the treasures now, but it still needs to take these treasures belonging to Black out of the pockets of the elves.

Is there anything wrong with this logic?

The little fish man widened his eyes and looked at Fengling expectantly.

The latter spread out its unique sense of wealth and soon felt the aura and power of the real great treasure in the Sun Well. This made Feng Ling, whose brain was not very easy to use, reluctantly accept the hell of the little fish man.

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Seeing that Fengling was no longer angry, the little fish man's big eyes suddenly lit up.

No problem, the most powerful thug has already been fooled.

Now all we need to do is release all the dangerous guys in this cage before the elves react, and create a large-scale riot to create opportunities for the children of the night to attack.

The plan works.

So ten minutes later, when the members of the Silver Moon Council received the news that the cage was damaged and the monster prisoners had escaped, it was already too late.

The little fish man wearing the crown of wealth was riding on Fengling's shoulders, waving his salted fish hammer and croaking, commanding a large group of cows, ghosts and snake gods behind him to rush and fight with it.

This would happen to be the time when the Children of Night were attacking the wall of the Sunwell. The number of guards in the cages was already small, and they had to take care of the wounded. Faced with the violent assault of the prisoners, they could not resist it, and they were quickly defeated.

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This place is close to the Sunwell, very close to the Magical Holy Land, and can even be directly connected to the outer city wall of the Sunwell. Therefore, the chaos here quickly interferes with Quel'dorei's peripheral defenses.

Especially after the little fish man took back his luggage and used a large amount of explosives in it to blow up the palace and reveal a defensive blind spot, the Demon Swordsmen of the Son of the Night, who had been unable to attack for a long time, quickly seized this fleeting opportunity.

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"Although I don't know who caused this chaos, it is definitely a stroke of genius! This is the best opportunity! Attack!"

The alarmed Elisande urged his commanders to lead the attack.

The Queen of the Night seems to have seen victory in her eyes.

She rode on her luxurious Demon Saber and shouted to the soldiers below:

"Don't worry about casualties! I will mark you with time magic! You will not die here, and I don't need casualty numbers! Capture this wall, and the Sunwell belongs to Shal'dorei!

For Suramar, charge!"

The excited Grand Magister used the Scepter of Sargeras in the air to risk transporting a group of crazy half-finished demon hunters to the chaotic area, and then commanded the Shaldorei casters to continuously launch magic volleys at the city wall to suppress the Sun King's defenders.

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She even took matters into her own hands, using her extremely advanced magic perception and spell-casting skills to temporarily cut off the magic nodes beneath the increasingly chaotic city wall in front of her.
To be continued...