As Hanama hit General Fang Fuluo's head with a heavy hammer, the powerful Naga general was shot open, and his whole body sank on the spot.

But Hanama will not let General Fangfroo go. As a warlike demon, his only goal is to kill.

"Die!"

I saw Hanama's hands reaching out like lightning, grabbing General Fangfro's shoulders and waist, and lifting him high above his head. Then Hanama stretched out his right leg and knee, and slammed General Fangfro's body down.

.

"Crack!"

With the crisp sound of broken bones, General Fangfro's spine was completely shattered, and he lost his ability to resist.

Finally, Hanama stretched out her hands to twist General Fangfro's neck and squeezed it with force. General Fangfro's body went completely limp and there was no sound anymore.

"roar!"

The victorious Hanama let out a war cry that soared to the sky, and the sea that was separated by him reunited again, and the news of General Fangfro's defeat was passed to every vicious whip Naga present.

"No!"

"The general is defeated!"

With the death of their leader, the morale of the remaining Evil Whip Nagas collapsed and they fled in all directions. In this way, no one would interfere with Mikaela.

Of course, the first problem that Michaela has to solve is the waves caused by the backflow of sea water...

"Wow!"

Although Michaela can solve his problem of breathing in water with the "Magic Breath Technique", he is not a Naga after all, so he can only drift with the current in the turbulent seawater...

"elder brother."

Fortunately, Marlenia seemed to have very good swimming skills and was able to catch Mikaela in time in the waves, stabilizing the latter's figure and preventing her from being washed away.

A few minutes later, as the sea gradually calmed down, Michaela was finally able to swim back to the beach with Marlenia.

"Phew, finally alive!"

After landing, Michaela immediately lay down on the beach to rest, while Marlenia sat next to him. There is a saying that the material of the robe that Michaela wore was made of fabric, which was extremely absorbent, causing the problem just now.

Mikaela came ashore as if a big stone had been pressed against her body.

Marlenia was fine. Her outfit was made of leather armor bought from Orgrimmar. The animal skin did not absorb water. All she had to do was take off her boots and pour out the water. It also gave Michaela a good look.

Take my sister's feet.

"Don't be such a pervert, Michaela!"

At this time, Torina must have spoken: "Pay attention to your contracted devil, Hanama is now my reward."

By the way, Hanama!

Mikaila immediately sat up and took a look, and saw Hanama walking up to him. This deity was different from the usual summoned entities. The evil power contained in Hanama was constantly eroding everything around him, such as under his feet.

The grains of sand seemed to have been burned by flames.

No wonder a world invaded by demons will eventually turn into a dead silence.

"Hanama, it's time for you to go." Michaela said.

Hanama did not take any action. There was a soul contract between him and Mikaela, so he would not take the initiative to harm Mikaela, but this did not mean that Hanama would completely obey the so-called "master".

"What's wrong, Hanama?" Michaela also noticed the problem. The other party didn't seem to listen to her.

Hanama turned to look at the sea and sighed: "It's been ten thousand years, Mikaela, my true self has finally set foot on the land of Azeroth again."

Wait, ten thousand years ago?

Mikaela was inspired, wasn't that when Azshara united with the Burning Legion, that is, during the War of the Ancients!

Torina also immediately said: "Michaela, the demons who came to Azeroth at that time were all members of the Burning Legion!"

Damn it!

Hanama, you, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, are actually...

"Hey, Master, you guessed it right."

Hanama took the initiative to admit: "At that time, I was indeed a member of the Burning Legion. In order to enjoy the fun of fighting, I followed the Legion to destroy countless worlds. It was not until I was in Azeroth that I tasted the taste of failure."

Torina opened her mouth and said: "Will you, a monster who can split the sea with your palm, lose?"

But Michaela knows that no matter how strong Hanama is, she is just a demon guard. Among the major demon races, demon guards have never been representatives of the strong. They are just pioneers and cannon fodder. The truly powerful high-level demons,

With strength that far exceeds that of the Demon Guards, those guys have the terrifying power to change the situation of the war.

"Wait a minute."

Michaela looked up at Hanama: "Why did you suddenly mention the past?"

Hanama said without looking back: "Because my past has come to visit me."

As soon as the words fell, Malenia, who was beside Michaela, immediately stood up and pulled out a long sword from the mechanism in her right hand, holding it in her hand.

Someone came, and they appeared silently. Even Torina couldn't help but sigh: "Damn it, there was no one at the beach just now, how come there was one more in the blink of an eye."

Looking around, I saw a male night elf wearing red armor, purple hair, and red eyepatch appearing on the beach. The pair of war blades hanging on his back had already indicated his identity:

"Demon Hunter."

Michaela even said his name: "Loramus Salibidis, one of the few demon hunters who did not follow Illidan to the outer lands, but chose to stay in Azeroth!"

Loramus was not surprised that Michaela could say his name, but calmly reminded: "Young warlock, the power of the devil is not so easy to control. I have seen too many guys who burned themselves by playing with fire."

After saying that, Loramus looked at Hanama: "I didn't expect to see you again after ten thousand years, Hanama."

Hanama gave a cold "hum" and said: "Loramus, since I was beaten back to the Twisting Nether by you 10,000 years ago, I have left the Burning Legion to train myself alone. However, I have to admit that I have not yet

Be prepared to challenge you again."

Damn it, it turns out that Hanama and Loramus fought during the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago, and Hanama was beaten back to the void by Loramus!

Torina immediately complained: "This melon is so big."

Loramus just looked at Hanama quietly and said, "Then leave Azeroth, you are not welcome here."

Hanama snorted and said: "One day, I will come back to you, Loramus."

"I'm always here for you."

After Loramus finished speaking, he watched Hanama open the space door to the twisted void and left Azeroth.

Hanama left, but before Loramus finished speaking, he turned to look at Mikaela and said: "Warlock, what is your name?"

Seeing that the other party turned towards her, Michaela immediately stood up and looked at the other party, and Marlenia also tightened her grip on the sword in her hand.

Demon hunters are responsible for hunting demons, so will warlocks who often deal with demons also become targets of demon hunters?

"take it easy."

Loramus sensed Michaela's thoughts and took the initiative to say: "I will not necessarily fight you."

Torina translated: "The so-called not necessarily means that it depends on the situation. Michaela, he will definitely ask you a lot of questions next, and you have to answer them well, otherwise a fight will begin."

hehe.

Michaela would not be timid, he took the initiative to take a step forward and introduced himself: "My name is Michaela, I am a warlock from Silvermoon City, and the person next to me is called Marlenia, and she is my sister. Luo

Ramsay, if you have any questions, ask them now."

"good."

Loramus immediately asked: "Have you seen the Dread Lord?"

Dreadlords? Those big bats?

Michaela replied: "Of course not, I've never seen them, what's wrong?"

Loramus touched his chin with his hand: "My demon vision told me that a powerful fear devil entered Azshara, but she left again soon. More importantly, Michaela, I

I feel the presence of the Dreadlord on your body."

"What!"

Hearing this, Michaela was a little surprised: "I have never seen the Dread Lord!"

"Yes, you didn't lie. That's what makes me feel weird."

Loramus said: "The Dread Lord is good at disguising and confusing people. Although I don't know the specific details, but judging from the current situation, Michaela, you must have come into contact with the Dread Lord inadvertently."

"Eh? Me?"

Michaela pointed at herself with her right index finger: "Is it me? No, I'm a warlock. I have the spell to sense demons, but my spell doesn't have any prompts."

Loramus told Michaela: "When the Dread Lord disguises himself with all his strength, it can invalidate your perception and can only be observed through the demon hunter's demon vision. But..."

Loramus glanced around and then said: "However, the Fear Lord has left, at least to a place where even I can't sense it. Michaela, I have my own goals, so I can't follow you.

You can only rely on yourself to be careful."

After saying that, Loramus was ready to leave.

Michaela suddenly said: "Wait!"
To be continued...