klisemfg Chapter 671 Sandys & Yuyue
Chapter 671 Sandys & Yuyue
A group of people appeared, and while everyone else was running away, they flew towards where Lorraine was.
Just like in a crisis, Ultraman has to fight a monster, and Lorraine is the monster.
It truly resembled a monster, even more so than Mechagodzilla. Steel was bound together with flesh and blood, and this bizarre combination was electrified. A material form that should not exist was actually right before our eyes.
The creatures that flew over had wings, some used the pipes for leverage, and the rest rode various strange beasts to reach the sheltered side of Lorraine's location.
First and foremost, a minotaur transformed into a deer and rose from the ground to stand upright. On its back was an extremely tall, slender, pale purple-skinned dark elf with pointed ears, long teeth, and green hair.
The latter naturally slid off the old ox's back, stood to one side, and spoke with displeasure...
"Red Mist Venerable, you said the Six Demon Bag was stolen? How come I can sense its aura here, right ahead!"
“Miss Sandy, the Oración Sei-Ku has been stolen by Grimtotem, to be precise. It’s hard to say whether they have any connection with the Boarmen, but what is certain is that Thunder Bluff sent me here to assist you and the Earth Ring in investigating the true dangers of Cataclysm.”
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"The tribal shamans' camp is behind us. They're quite calm. Does the Vision spell allow them to see the truth? Or are they just being despicable, spying on our movements from afar?"
"General Sandys & General Feathermoon, the Cenarion Circle didn't send you here to argue, did they..."
An abrupt question...accompanied by an orc spell.
"Ghost Wolf, howl!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Yue turned her head dismissively. A ghost wolf was speaking in human language. The one it had been speaking earlier was also Elvish, but its broken High Elvish was so jarring.
Frowning in surprise, the ghost wolf revealed its true form: an old orc shaman with gray hair tied in a small braid and a green face etched with the marks of time...
"Who is this? Are the tribe's old, weak, and disabled out again?"
"Elf...we meant no harm, why speak so rudely? Young people should learn to respect..."
“Young people? How laughable… Given your short lifespans, when I and my warriors were born, your entire race was still the minions of demons! Doing things worse than beasts, and now you are nothing more than half-orcs eking out a living in the wasteland polluted by demons.”
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"You...the gods are so unjust! You night elves received the blessing of the Well of Eternity, gaining near-eternal life, yet you failed to inherit noble virtues, possessing only violence and greed, ultimately corrupting the Well of Eternity! For ten thousand years, the elements have raged, all things have withered, the earth has been torn apart, and we have come to heed the call of the elemental spirits to help soothe this suffering land. Mother Earth has always treated her children equally, regardless of whether they have harmed her..."
"Nonsense! You invaders, go back to your hell..."
Sandys & Feathermoon, a young Night Elf High Priestess and general of the Ranger Scouting Force, is the adopted daughter of Tyrande & Whisperwind.
She is the legendary inheritor of the Moon Goddess Railgun, a Dark Knight General who inherited the power of the Moon Goddess, skilled in both magic and martial arts, and hates evil as if it were her enemy.
The female general, who was originally stationed on the front line of Ashenvale to monitor the orcs' movements, had long hated the Warsong orcs' rampant logging and expansion.
The fact that the Alliance sent him to lead the Storm Altar investigation team was partly to show the Alliance's attention or goodwill, and partly to see what the orcs and goblins were up to.
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As the conversation continued, Lorraine continued her killing and destruction, while the rebels themselves began to fight amongst themselves.
Sandy's eyes already had very little white, but infused with the power of the moon goddess, the night elf's eyes seemed exceptionally bright, and a rain of laser beams, reminiscent of Homelander's, almost shot out...
The old bull-mane Venerable, who was originally in the form of a deer, has completely returned to human form, no, he has returned to his true form as a minotaur druid.
Antlers, Soul of the Earth, and Red Mist hurriedly tried to stop the raging Miss Dark Night.
"Friends, I think the trouble we're facing right now is this..."
The minotaur druid pointed his hoof at the magnetic troll that Lorraine had transformed into.
No, his hooves have turned into human-like fingers. They only become hooves when he transforms into a deer. They can barely be considered hands when he transforms into a tree-man. Only when he transforms into a "Gugu," or owl-like beast, does he reach the highest power of the Moon God's magic.
Soul of the Earth is its title, and only the most capable minotaurs, recognized by their elders, are entitled to it. Antlers are both its distinctive feature and its name.
Red Mist is its family name...
Just like Cairne & Bloodhoof... the Tauren Warchief's name proves that his War Stomp must be the most awesome... or at least incredibly powerful. Antlers are the stag's prized possession and a symbol of status; the Red Mist Elder is both a druid and an elder-approved messenger and warrior.
"Whatever kind of monster it is, we can't let it get near our temporary camp. Venture capitalists are a bunch of useless idiots. If our cargo isn't safe, who would want to trade in this weird place?"
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"Now we can only rely on ourselves. I've found its weakness. Let's all attack together... I'll flank it from behind. This prey is mine... Its scrap metal can fetch a good price."
"Save your breath, you one-eyed scavenger and wolverine hunter. Your claws can't even scratch a hyena's backside. Let the real professionals handle this. Oh, and I haven't introduced the man you were talking to earlier. He is the Frostwolf Clan's old shaman, Ghost Howl Master, representing Warchief Thrall of the Horde as the Frostwolf envoy."
"A ghostly wail is just a ghostly scream? I have no interest in orcs, especially old orcs who wield wooden sticks! The underground city's black market has existed for years... nobody wants it destroyed; it's bad for everyone...right? Let's split up. The Moon Goddess will eliminate all the unclean! Sisters, draw your bows! Cover me..."
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Sandys & Yuyue grabbed two moon blades, spun two and a half times in mid-air, and used the raised support points around them to rush towards Lorraine's back. She also noticed that the suction force was mainly from Lorraine's two strange and thick arms.
The suction range is wavy, with seemingly some blind spots at a slight angle.
The elf's sharp eyes are adept at spotting weaknesses.
High-speed movement, somewhat like a teleportation, or like disappearing into thin air, Moonwalk and Flash, dodging and weaving, this is the movement technique commonly used by the Elf Ranger, and also the typical combat style of the Warden, following like a shadow, quickly approaching, and killing with one blow.
Like a thief charging forward with a double-edged dagger, lunging straight at Lorraine from behind, aiming for a fatal blow—a five-star Eviscerate...
In reality, he's more like a Sentinel of Light, using his mobility to try and take down the crazed Lorraine...