After a smooth landing, Drunk Wind took the lead to step off the jump ship-and when he looked up, he almost thought he had come to the end of the world.

　　The vast purple gravel, the weird arcane storm, and the arcane wraith wandering in the distance unconsciously, the temperature here is obviously terrible, but the drunk wind's heart is cold to the bone.

　　 To be honest, Drunk Wind thought that Dimensius was a **** before—but unexpectedly this **** turned a world into this.

　　 Isn't the Dimensius in this world different from the Dimensius who died in the mission in his own impression?

　　 is really possible!

　　 unconsciously helped the hat on his head. Drunk Feng felt that he might need to be more cautious. After all, this is the place where Dimensius has been running for a long time. Now it is himself who is fighting away.

　　 Behind Drunk Wind, Nerus carefully stepped off the transition ship.

　　 This is the first time Nerus has returned to Karesh in thousands of years.

　　Although Nerus is now the Prince of Nodes, he still has to ensure that he is always vigilant in Karesh, his former hometown.

　　 No way, this sadistic arcane storm is too deadly for the Ethereal.

Since the current state of the virtual spirits is the unstable arcane-soul duality, when they face the arcane storm, they need to worry about whether they will resonate due to the influence of the storm, and then the arcane Become a part of the storm, the soul nirvana.

This is not unfounded worry, because among the Ethereal Spirits known to Nerus, there are not one or two that have died like this. If it were not for this reason, the Ethereal Spirits might not have left Karesh directly, maybe they would still be there. And Dimensius insisted on resisting it!

　　 (Argus did not give up resistance in the lair of the Burning Legion, unless it is such an irreversible factor, who would give up everything?)

　　 Then the next moment, said Cao Cao Cao Cao...

　　 An arcane storm suddenly blows, and the jump ship is blasted with purple gravel.

　　 Seeing the Arcane Storm, Nerus did not hesitate to take out a large roll of rune-printed bandages, and hurriedly wrapped himself up three more layers.

　　The quickness of its action makes even the drunk wind smack secretly-and these bandages are all high-quality goods. The materials and the pigments for drawing the runes are extremely precious. Nerus is really scared!

　　 But embarrassingly, Nerus’ preparations didn’t help...

　　 Medivh stepped out of the jump ship for the third time, and the legendary rod of the transfigured Atiesh Guardian struck the ground, and a dreadful green fel array appeared directly under his feet.

　　 With the emergence of the Fel Magic Circle, the arcane storm immediately died down.

　　 Nerus breathed a sigh of relief, but Medivh frowned.

　　 The power of the Arcane Storm is far beyond Medivh’s imagination-although Medivh may seem to understate it, it actually consumes a lot, and this is the smallest Arcane Storm.

　　Look at the arcane tornado in the distance. If the thing is scraped for a while, others don't say, even if this Nerus is wrapped in a hundred layers of bandages and wrapped himself into a zongzi, he may not be able to hold it!

　　 Thinking of this, Medivh put on the hood of his cloak.

　　 "I will go ahead and look for the veins of the arcane storm, and strive to build a safe temporary camp."

　　 "You don't have to worry about things in the camp." Nerus stopped him directly, "We have prepared some emergency shelters in order to be able to return here one day-just as a camp."

"Oh?" Under the hood, Medivh raised his eyebrows, "Can you still find those refuges? In this turbulent environment, spatial positioning is extremely unreliable. Arcane stance can distort time and space. !"

　　 "No problem." Nerus was full of confidence, "Voidling's understanding of space is different from yours, but in order to find a refuge, I still need you to give me a little help..."

　　……………………

　　 Including Allen, everyone has received the task of Drunk Wind.

　　All the warlocks, demon hunters, and watchmen were formed into temporary teams in groups of three. They went to Drunk Wind to get a weird-looking instrument, and then they wanted to place this instrument in a specific place to collect data.

　　The overall security work is in charge of Medivh and Illidan, and Zuifeng, Nerus, and Delaney craftsmen are waiting for news on the jump ship.

　　 Speaking of the virtual spirit's products, the sense of technology is also very strong. This positioning method like satellite radar really has some goblin flavor. In a sense, it is really not wrong to call the virtual spirit an astral goblin.

　　 Looking at the scattered people, Zuifeng confirmed to Nerus again.

　　 "Karesh really has no dangerous objects?"

　　 "This is the seventh time you said it. If you ask again, I will charge a fee-except for the **** arcane and shadow, Karesh has nothing to call it dangerous now!"

　　 Drunk Wind nodded.

　　 Although Nerus was already impatient, Drunk Wind still felt something was wrong.

　　 This seems to be an intuition?

　　 Zuifeng can only reorganize it.

　　 What is your intuition about?

　　 Undoubtedly, Zhen Qi—or life.

　　 But Karesh should have no life~lightnovelpub.net~ So where does his anxiety come from?

　　Unable to figure it out, Zuifeng decided to change his mind to ask Nerus.

　　 So after everyone set off with the equipment, Zuifeng began to chat with Nerus again, and the topic was Karesh's past.

　　 Although Nerus didn't want to mention these old events anymore, he still knew everything about drunkenness.

　　 When Zuifeng learned that many virtual spirits were absorbed into the Arcane Storm due to the arcane energy of the body, and their souls dissipated and died, Zuifeng immediately understood the problem!

　　 "Have you never returned? At least you haven't returned to Karesh for a long time on a large scale?"

　　 "Of course." Nerus nodded naturally, "It makes no sense for us to come back. Anyway, the refuge can absolutely guarantee safety, so we didn't send anyone back for inspection."

　　 "Hi!" Drunk Feng slapped his thigh, "If I didn't guess wrong, your people who used to be clansmen may now have become mana resentment!"

　　 "What is it?" Nerus was taken aback. He had never heard of such a thing, "Arcane-Undead?"

　　 "It is the mana resentment formed after the soul energy is combined with the arcane energy due to collision! Damn, if those teams are not careful, they may be in danger!"

　　 Before the words fell, the crow suddenly appeared by Drunk Wind's side-the next moment the crow became Medivh.

　　 "Drunk wind, come with me, we met a big guy!"