Burning Plains, a small tribe called Blacktooth.

It is completely incomparable with the big tribes of Blood Axe and Firemark. This tribe occupies a small area and has a small population.

The Forsaken soldiers took down the entire camp in one charge without even trying.

Those who resisted were killed on the spot, and the rest were taken prisoner.

"Your Majesty, the captives are here..." The Forsaken soldier bowed to Cirvanas, and more than a dozen orcs were **** behind him like carrots.

The Banshee Queen and the strange-looking great pharmacist Faraniel looked at the orc captives.

She has no interest in taking prisoners, and pain and hatred have been tormenting her heart.

The blood is no longer flowing, the heart is no longer beating, the once good memories are like another person's, and there is no sense of belonging when recalled.

Killed by Arthas, and then her soul was forcibly made into a banshee, she was forced to scream fatally at her compatriots, that experience has been lingering in Sylvanas' mind for a year, ten years ? I am afraid that it will not be forgotten in a hundred or a thousand years.

Even if she breaks away from the control of the Lich King and finds her own body again, she will be different after all. No matter how good the body is, no matter how fit it is, this is still a corpse, and she will never go back.

Only killing can counteract the lack of spirituality. Unfortunately, Thrall has expressed dissatisfaction with her actions of killing prisoners several times. She can only suppress her nature to cater to the will of the chief of the tribe.

"Don't read it, let's leave it at that, send these trash to the chief..." She was a little unmotivated. The Blackrock orcs didn't like to drill caves like the Black Iron dwarves. The clans lived their own lives for the sake of form, which resulted in their traces being seen everywhere throughout the Burning Plains.

Dealing with this group of enemies every day, the Banshee Queen is already a little tired.

"Huh? Is this a human being?" She was looking around in the Blackstone orc camp, and suddenly found a human corpse in a tent.

She asked the big pharmacist beside her.

The great pharmacist Faraniel came from Dalaran, and he was even a good friend with Jaina during his lifetime. When Dalaran fell, his spine was crushed. Even after he came back from the dead, he still maintained a bent over state.

Unlike those colleagues who were good at necromancy, he was not good at necromancy before and after death. He was good at making poison and alchemy, which was why Cirvanas looked at him differently.

He sized up the corpse on the ground: "My Lady Queen, if I'm not mistaken, this is the corpse of a paladin."

As if checking some cargo, he squatted on the ground and inspected the corpse twice: "The time of death was about a month, and the age was between fifty and fifty-five years old. There were marks of cutting and stabbing with sharp blades on the chest. , The fatal injury was the neck, this knife almost cut off his neck, hehe...these orcs seem to be performing some kind of ritual, but it didn't work."

"Human paladins... Interesting..." Sylvanas became a little interested. She always wanted to make death knights like the Lich King's men, so she collected a lot of Scarlet Crusaders The corpse of the paladin, but has been unsuccessful.

The necromancer under him thought that the holy light in the Scarlet Crusader paladin's body was not pure, and suggested that she should find some orthodox paladins to try.

"Since it's the body of a paladin, I should bring it back. Those Scarlet Crusader paladins really disappointed me. Maybe this guy can do it. By the way, do you know what this paladin's name was before he was alive?" She Turn around and ask the captured orc.

The orc captive uttered a name in a somewhat blunt common language: "...Grian Stolman..."

The corpse was just a small episode, and the Banshee Queen didn't care about it. Apart from not letting random killings, she still enjoyed the thrill of hunting on the plain. When the bowstring was loosened, she even felt that she was still alive.

On the same day, she led the team to eliminate two small tribes of orcs. She was about to **** the prisoners back to the camp when she suddenly noticed a strange movement in the distance.

As a legendary dark ranger, her eyes are extremely sharp.

The two creatures flying from the sky were still far away, but she saw the situation at a glance.

"Haha! This guy is actually a druid?" completely ignoring the doubts of her subordinates, she took two steps in three steps, her movements were vigorous and her body was light, as if she had no weight at all. Imagine speed climbing to the top of a side mountain.

She quickly took out an arrow as black as ink, pulled the bowstring to the limit, and aimed at the sky from a distance, secretly calculating the distance between the two sides.

Five thousand meters, four thousand meters, three thousand meters... fifteen hundred meters! She raised her ornately decorated bow, and when an eagle and a dragon passed by in front of the mountain, she suddenly let go of the bowstring.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the arrow pierced through the air, crossed a distance of 1,100 meters at an upward angle, and pierced straight into the abdomen of the Black Dragon Princess.

This arrow seems to be helping, but the sharpness and angle of the arrow can tell the power contained in it. When the arrow penetrates the black dragon, it can completely shoot Vanessa down.

I've been on guard against you for a long time! Vanessa is not a silly black dragon. Even if she is entangled with the black dragon, she can see the Banshee Queen below from the corner of her eye. When the other party draws the bow, she can basically think of the next scene.

It's nothing more than killing two birds with one stone.

She turned over to get out of the direction of the arrow, but if she could dodge the arrow, she couldn't dodge the black dragon princess.

The huge dragon's mouth bit her newly healed wing, and the sharp teeth bit through more than a dozen large holes in her wing, and then the dragon was ready to tear.

Fortunately, Cirvanas' arrow arrived at this time.

With a lot of undead power~lightnovelpub.net~ The arrow hit the black dragon princess' abdomen and flew out from the side of the dragon's back.

Cirvanas quickly drew out the arrow, turned around, and was ready to shoot the second arrow.

But after aiming twice, it was found that one eagle and one dragon had already flown beyond the range limit.

At a distance of one thousand meters, with good vision and advance preparation, one can still shoot an arrow, but two thousand meters away is useless, and the artifact bow and arrow cannot ignore the distance.

"Sylvanas! I won't let you go!" Vanessa's voice came from afar.

The Banshee Queen snorted and didn't care, this level of threat is not even a drizzle, my wife is happy! Are you capable of hitting me?

Princess Black Dragon was severely injured, and the breath of undead on the arrow was eroding her vitality. Her consciousness was already very blurred, and she was sliding forward by inertia.

Vanessa was unlucky, her wings were bitten tightly by the giant dragon, and she couldn't break free at all in her eagerness. She watched an eagle and a dragon fly over the Black Rock Mountain, falling like a shooting star in the north of the Black Rock Mountain. Inside the scorching canyon.