Remember [New] in a second! "Oh! It hurts! I trampled you to death!"

The pain from the severed finger made the two-headed giant raise his big feet frantically, trying to crush the little one who dared to resist him into a meat paste.

The two-headed giants are indeed powerful, and even the strong tauren struggled to parry under their strange power and odd-shaped weapons.

From the looks of it, Sharlayan was no match for the sinewy Tauren warriors.

But thanks to the blood and genes inherited from the dragon race, his muscle and bone density is far higher than that of mortals, and his physical fitness cannot be judged purely by appearance.

Hastily ate a full blow from the two-headed giant, Sharlayan's muscles were still a little sore at the moment, and he didn't intend to continue fighting with this stupid big man.

Taking a step sideways to avoid the stinking feet, Sharlayan swung his sword horizontally and cut a **** in the two-headed giant's calf.

Just as Sharlayan used his nimble footwork to turn the enemy around, Stellagosa had already subdued another two-headed giant with ease.

Using the detection spell to scan the situation of the two-headed giant, Stellagosa found some abnormalities as expected.

"Is this... a spell to manipulate the soul?"

The blue dragon is the master of arcane spells, so he doesn't know much about soul spells.

The two-headed giant locked in the arcane cage is still struggling, his eyes are completely different from the normal state, showing a very scary blood red.

A few rounds of arcane bullets knocked down all the drogbar present, and Stellagosa frowned and said to Sarlayan: "Stop playing, stop him as soon as possible, these two guys seem to be controlled by some kind of soul magic .”

"Soul spell?"

Sharlayan's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he no longer dodged attacks left and right.

"clang!"

He raised Quel Sela over his head to block the boulder thrown down by the furious two-headed giant. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the opponent using his old strength, Sharlayan dexterously tilted the blade to one side to release the force, and turned his hand to strike heavily on the sword with the hilt. On the knees of the two-headed giant.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound of bone cracking, and the two-headed giant staggered two steps back with howling, the left leg that was hit by the knee was bent and unable to exert strength.

Taking advantage of the situation, Sharlayan stepped on the body of the two-headed giant to borrow strength several times, jumped in front of this big man with severe bad breath, raised his sword horizontally and smashed each of his two heads.

"boom!"

The two-headed giant, staring at gold stars, finally couldn't hold on, and fell backwards like a hill, and the tauren guards near the landing point hurriedly scattered to avoid it.

A tauren suspected to be the leader of the guards came over and was about to thank the two strangers for their help.

At this moment, Sharlayan had already walked close to the head of the two-headed giant, and his gray shimmering hands were pressing on one head respectively.

Stellagosa raised his hand first to stop the guard leader from speaking: "Wait a minute, there is something strange about these two double-headed giants. I am afraid there is something behind them controlling them."

The guard leader's expression moved slightly, he nodded knowingly, and stepped aside consciously.

As a full-time guard who has been escorting caravans to run business all the year round, he also has many doubts about this sudden attack.

The two-headed giants have been living in Highmountain for a long time, and they usually plunder passing caravans from time to time, trying to get food.

But this time the two-headed giant attack is completely different from the norm, they are like...

'Puppet controlled by man''

Using psychic magic to "hack" into the soul of the two-headed giant, Sharlayan soon discovered the abnormality.

The soul of this big man is entangled by some kind of dark red energy. His soul has been struggling to get rid of the control, but he has been unable to do so. The consciousness of resistance is being worn out little by little.

"This is…"

Sharlayan's soul body carefully separated a part of the dark red energy, and probed the characteristics of this mass of energy.

"Soul-twisting spells? Where did this come from?"

Consciousness returned to his body, and Sharlayan spread the extracted dark red energy in his hands.

"Stella, this thing is controlling the two-headed giant. This special energy has the effect of distorting the will. The attack on the caravan is not from the original intention of the two-headed giant."

"really."

Stellagosa asked thoughtfully, "Do you think this energy could have come from the drogbar?"

Sharlayan shook his head: "According to the information provided by Emmoreel, drogbar is good at spells related to the earth element, and has never dabbled in this kind of spiritual spells."

"The caster of this spell... I am afraid there is someone else."

…

After Sharlayan and Stellagosa stopped the joint attack of drogbar and the two-headed giant, the caravan that was attacked quickly set off again in the direction of Thunder Totem.

They also brought back the two-headed giant and drogbar who were tied up, intending to ask drogbar for an explanation.

The attack would likely lead to a further deterioration in relations between the Highmountain tribe and the drogbar, but that was none of Sharlayan's business for now.

What he and Stellagosa were concerned about was which faction the caster of the two-headed giant remote control came from behind the scenes.

[Could it be those harpy witches on the outskirts of Highmountain? 】

[Unlikely, the harpy does have the ability to charm, but it has never been heard that the harpy will cooperate with other races. They all attack everyone passing by indiscriminately. 】

[Spells on the soul... Could it be Hela who is playing tricks again? 】

[Probably not. With Hela's character, if she has plans for Highmountain, she will definitely not use this kind of oblique method, but directly send Kevadir to come to the door and confront the tauren head-on. 】

[Sparrow food, this is a typical Vrykul way of thinking. 】

[This is not true, and that is not true, so tell me, who is behind this matter? 】

[Well, have you forgotten that there is another faction in the Broken Isles that likes to make trouble. 】

Sharlayan didn't interrupt the discussion on the barrage, and only interrupted with a change of face when he saw this sentence.

"You mean, the Burning Legion?"

[That's right, the seal on the tomb of Sargeras has already been lifted by Gul'dan, and the entire building complex was lifted from the water. I suspect that some demons took the opportunity to escape from that tomb. 】

"A demon..."

Sharlayan lowered his head and considered for a while with a serious expression: "It's not impossible."

"But here comes the question, why did the devil secretly assist drogbar, or... the senior management of drogbar may not be clear about this matter, but some people below acted without authorization?"

Since coming to the Broken Isles, Sarlayan has "dealted" with Hela's forces twice in a row. When encountering emergencies, he habitually wants to blame Hela. I love to make trouble.

But if, as the barrage said, behind the control of the double-headed giant demon is the devil's tricks...

"The situation in Highmountain has become more complicated..."

…

Two flowers bloom, each representing a branch.

With the help of the misty little black panther named Fog Realm by Vereesa, the hunting team of three became more and more comfortable in the dense fog.

Through the thermal imaging vision of the fog, they can easily avoid all the living things in the swamp area, and gradually adapt to the survival rules of this dense fog.

Perhaps because of the disappearance of the fog environment, many fog panthers have gone out in groups of two to look for them recently.

These unlucky ones were subdued by the hunting team and thrown into the cave. When they captured the fifth group of black panthers, the missing clansman finally lured the restless Dakar out of his hiding place.

Compared with other misty black panthers, Dakar, the patriarch, is significantly larger~lightnovelpub.net~ The scarlet eyes are floating in the mist like soul lamps.

Under the slightly nervous gaze of Vereesa and Valeera, Dakar jumped back and forth on the relatively dry land very vigilantly, trying not to let himself fall into the water and make a sound.

Vereesa, who borrowed the vision of the fog, looked at Dakar's lingering movements, and muttered silently in her heart.

'Treading the trap, stepping on the trap...'

I don't know if Vereesa's thoughts have worked, or Dakar, who has never been able to find his tribe, has changed his mentality.

After circling around the edge of the swamp, Dakar, who had nothing to gain, no longer worried about the problem of entering the water, and moved slowly towards the center of the swamp.

This is what Vereesa wanted. When Dakar stepped onto the largest piece of land in the middle of the swamp, the freezing trap that had been arranged in advance was finally triggered.

Dakar, which was already drenched all over, was immediately frozen by solid ice. Vereesa rushed out of the cave where she was hiding without hesitation, and quickly approached the trap by stepping on the muddy puddle in the swamp.

Through the thermal imaging field of view, I saw the large heat source that was struggling and trying to get rid of its restraints, and the feathered arrow in Vereesa's hand flew out immediately.