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Chapter 658 662 [Thousands of Illusions]

The disappearance of the Star Eye Troopers caused everyone to feel uneasy.

When the matter was reported to the top leadership of the coalition, not only the night elves, but also the blue dragon responsible for monitoring the war zone in the Eye of Eternity felt incredible.

This army of 50,000 people has always been on the magic map. How could it be possible that it just disappeared?

Just half a day ago, the army mage accompanying Xingyan had conducted a daily routine report, accurately indicating the current situation of the army - at dawn, the army marched to 500 kilometers east of the Edori Pass.

We were stationed at the ruins of Dinnor Town for rest. We were attacked at noon, and the demon was repelled without any risk, with no casualties.

But just when the coalition forces sent people to investigate the ruins of Edinore Town, the last place where Star Eye's troops were before they disappeared, they were surprised to find...

"Fake, all fake. There are no traces of being stationed here. The devil used evil magic to simulate the characteristics of this army and deceived the Eternal Eye's detection spell. Prophet, we were deceived by illusion."

In Edinore Town, a blue dragon who transformed into a high elf - since the blue dragon king Malygos chose the high elf as his incarnation based on Angmar's appearance, many blue dragons began to follow suit - looked solemn.

Said to Angmar.

this means……

Today's routine report is also fake, forged by the devil. The specific time and whereabouts of this unit have become confusing.

Angmar gritted his teeth when he heard this, and exerted a slight force on the railing he was holding on with his right hand. The luxurious moonstone railing, which was originally built on the corridor of the pool and had not been damaged even after the war, shattered with the sound, and the light blue gravel fell.

Entering a pool full of bubbling evil rot, it instantly melted into a puddle of green water.

Dath'Rema glanced at the Prophet with sympathy. He heard that a high-ranking priestess named Maiev Shadowsong, who had a close relationship with the Prophet, was among the missing troops. That's why the Prophet was there.

After learning about this incident, he became furious and immediately came to participate in the investigation in person.

He thought that maybe Star Eye's troops had been missing for many days, and it was just that the Burning Legion used incredible illusions to keep the coalition forces in the dark.

After witnessing the many horrific methods of the Burning Legion, Dath'Remar could no longer have optimistic expectations about the outcome of these 50,000 soldiers, but he did not dare to tell the Prophet these thoughts.



"Continue to investigate and confirm the time of their disappearance." After thoroughly investigating the traces of evil magic in Edinore Town, the prophet said calmly, without any fluctuation in his tone.

But everyone knew that this was probably a precursor to a volcanic eruption. For a long time, the prophet didn't say a word.

They went to all the locations that Star Eye's headquarters had reported to during this period, and went against the marching direction of this unit, tracking them all the way.

The location where we were yesterday was fake, with no signs of being stationed there, and there were obvious signs of illusion disguise.

The day before yesterday...

five days ago…

Ten days ago, everything was like this.

It wasn't until they arrived at the location reported by the Star Eye Division eleven days ago that they found clear traces of their station. They were finally able to confirm the exact time of their disappearance...

It turns out that Xingyan's troops had disappeared ten days ago.

This means that only a few days have passed since the Prophet led the elite mantid and star-eyed troops to separate and rush to the crisis-ridden Eldorei Pass, and they fell into the devil's trap.

This is a long-planned conspiracy.

"Come here," Dath'Rema waved to a follower, "Immediately report this matter to the coalition command and ask them to strengthen communication with all support troops coming to the war zone, paying special attention to the safety of the supply lines."

Perhaps the same thing is happening in every corner of the Kaldorei Empire. The Burning Legion may even have deceived everyone. The coalition command received reports from various follow-up reinforcements, baggage troops, and logistics supply troops that are arriving.

, all forged by the devil. The latter thought that he was rushing to the war zone in accordance with the orders of the headquarters, but in fact he was deceived and fell into the devil's trap...

This is not entirely impossible.

"Yes." The attendant nodded solemnly, followed the order and left.

Next, based on the marching speed of Star Eye's troops, everyone estimated the range where they might be currently.

According to the night elves' fastest marching speed, traveling one hundred kilometers per day for ten days, that is a range of one thousand kilometers. To be on the safe side, there is no harm in expanding it to one thousand five hundred kilometers.

Based on the topography and the locations of the main large towns where the night elves' local garrison troops were stationed within the range, everyone estimated the direction in which Star Eye's troops might go to ask for help. They comprehensively considered all possibilities, created mathematical models, and carried out the order based on the likelihood.

Troubleshoot the search.

Of course, the premise of all this is...

These 50,000 people are still there.

Moreover, this unit carries a large amount of military equipment and baggage. If the commander is not out of his mind and insists on fleeing with the baggage that slows down the march after being in danger, then some discarded materials can always be found within a radius of 1,500 kilometers, which will help

to narrow the search scope.

"Prophet, we decided to start our investigation from here." Dath'Rema held a map and pointed it to Angmar.

"Go check it out. I want to search the eastern plains inch by inch."

Angmar said quietly, kneeling on one knee and thrusting his right hand into the ground.

boom!

The entire earth trembled, and then, a massive amount of arcane energy surged in, all absorbed into the body of this terrifying man.

Dath'Remar was stunned, and the blue dragon beside him was also stunned.

The prophet is in...

Draw on the energy of the Demonic Network!

Is this something a mortal can do?

The energy fluctuations coming out of the prophet's body became more and more intense, until they reached an unprecedented level. After a while, a black and white cocoon of light appeared on his body, wrapping himself in it. In the strong wind that rose out of thin air, everyone was blown away.

Staggering around, even the blue dragons had to show their prototypes in order to stabilize themselves.

Two, four, eight, sixteen, thirty-two...

There are clones constantly coming out of the light cocoon, each one splitting into two in a cloud of blue magical mist, becoming more and more, and the number increases exponentially.

Dath'Rema was shocked beyond measure. This was an extremely advanced illusion spell, but in the hands of the prophet, it was as easy as the common fireball spell.

Two minutes passed. He did not count how many illusions of himself the prophet had created, but he also knew that there were at least hundreds. They closed their eyes and wore the same fiery red robes, benefiting from the massive amount of arcane spells extracted from the magic network.

Energy, each one emits very terrifying magic fluctuations.

Just based on the perceived strength of the magic power, Dath'Rema knew that if every illusion inherited part of the prophet's spellcasting ability and could exert the arcane energy poured into the body...

Then each of them will have the strength of a high-level epic or even a quasi-legendary mage! A legendary strongman may be able to defeat a quasi-legend without any effort, but he will definitely be unable to fight back against five quasi-legends.

If he was shocked just now, then now, Dathrema is doubting life, doubting the world, and doubting what he has learned in his life.

With the help of the energy of the magic network, the prophet created hundreds of quasi-legendary illusions. He didn't even need to take action himself. With these illusions alone, he could...

Destroy half of the Kaldorei Empire!

Suddenly, all the illusions opened their eyes at the same time, riding on the thunder and lightning that emerged out of thin air and flew away in all directions.

Can……

This is not over yet.

Then, terrifying shadow creatures were separated from the light cocoon. Some were crawling on the ground like octopuses, and some were terrifying human-shaped creatures with faceless chins and dancing tentacles... just for the sake of fancy.

At one glance, Dath'Rema and the royal mages who came to investigate felt fear in their hearts, feeling that there was a dark voice chattering in their minds.

After seeing them, these shadow creatures showed their intention to attack, but a strange whisper soon came from the light cocoon, causing them to kneel down in fear and tremble, and then immediately chased those illusions away.

In the eyes of everyone in awe, the prophet rose into the sky until he broke through the clouds and disappeared. But the lightning that followed clearly indicated his position. He walked westward, with a mass of black behind him.

Thunderclouds follow you like a shadow.

this……

Is this the strength of the prophet?



Dark green evil energy surged in the sky, converging into a terrifying vortex that slowly rotated. The sky and the earth were dark, and it was impossible to tell whether it was day or night.

The earth has been deprived of all vitality. There is no vegetation, no fertile soil, and no traces of living creatures. Wherever you look, you can see a deathly silence.

An exhausted army advanced slowly.

No one knows where they are going, because in this damn place, even the magisters accompanying the army cannot tell the direction with magic.

The air was filled with a pungent smell, like sulfur or burning corpses.

Some people say it smells like death.

The relatively safe middle section of the team was where the wounded concentrated. There were too many wounded, accounting for almost half of the total number of soldiers.

The wails and cries of pain are endless.

The seriously wounded were lying on stretchers, and many of the wounded with broken legs could only hold on to their weapons and support each other to move forward. Because there were simply not enough stretchers, the existing stretchers were simple stretchers made of spears and clothing.

Priestesses from the Temple of the Moon in Suramar walked through it, doing their best to reduce the pain of the wounded.

The medicine has long been used up.

and……

Elune's grace cannot come to this strange place.

"Water, I want water..." the wounded man on the stretcher begged weakly.

Ma Wei carefully took out the empty water bag, then took a clean bandage, carefully moistened it with water, and gently wiped the wounded man's chapped lips.

The wounded man greedily licked the meager moisture on his lips.

"Priestess, look at his injuries. It's obvious that he can't survive for a few days. Instead of giving him water, it's better to give it to us." A lame wounded man on crutches licked his chapped lips and said dissatisfiedly.

.

“The drinking water allotted to us every day is simply not enough!”

"Yes, Priestess, give us more water..."

Many of the wounded spoke out in support.

The night elf on the stretcher ignored it and just tried his best to raise his head, pursed his lips, put the bandage in his mouth and sucked hard.
Chapter completed!
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