"Be careful to avoid!"

Loniti sniffed, then directly controlled the power of time and allowed herself to appear elsewhere.

In the eyes of others, she moved instantly, but in fact she just paused time and moved to another position calmly.

Except for Loniti's convenience to avoid, the others were a little embarrassed. After all, they could not do the pause time and could only do their best to avoid it.

Every attack by Woking begins to use all his strength, throwing the spear in his hand with the idea of ​​killing the other party. The power that can tear the air through is definitely not to be underestimated.

At first, Philansnie took a foolish attack from Woking, and then watched herself get a hole as big as a bowl and fall into deep thoughts for a second.

Well... I won't die, but the problem is very painful.

So Philansnie joined the hiding ranks.

Fransni is not afraid of death, and Loniti is very strong, but even they are not going to take Woking's attack, let alone Yaschia and Anmore.

After estimating their own strength, the two of them were very self-aware and gave up resisting. After all, they were only responsible for procrastination.

As time goes by, Woking's efficiency in throwing spears has also decreased. It is not because he is tired, but because he is beginning to feel a little dissatisfied.

I was dissatisfied with the fact that I had not taken down the four girls in front of me for so long. If I delayed it, I would probably delay a lot of things.

For example, that gladiatorial match.

"When will we delay until!"

Observing the impatience in the corner of Wojin's eyes, Anmore immediately turned around and asked Loniti.

"Those black dragons should have been finished too! Why haven't there been any signal for so long!"

Luo Niti was also a little impatient, because according to her estimate, the Black Dragon should have brought the remnant Evil out at this time, but now there is no letter.

Could it be that I was abandoned?

"Look over there, is it a black dragon?"

Just as Loniti was thinking about whether to have a villain's heart, Yaschia suddenly pointed to the rear of Woking.

Luo Niti looked at it and found that they were really the black dragons.

However, seeing their low morale and Nefarian's stiff expression, Loniti seemed to have guessed something and suddenly looked at Woking.

Woking's expression did not change at all, and he still had a cold face, holding up the spear in his hand.

"Something unexpected happened..."

After seeing Loniti, Nefarian's face eased a little, but it was still very ugly.

"He's not in now?"

He naturally refers to the remaining ashes.

Although I learned from Heng's memory that the remaining ashes were poured up by the tribe, everything was exceptional. After all, the world was in a cold and people's hearts were no longer old...

At the beginning, Loniti promised that the Remnant Ear was here, but she also acted cautiously.

She only guaranteed that the Remnant Ear was in Orgrimmar, but she did not guarantee that the Remnant Ear was locked up, and she did not guarantee that the other party would be found.

This is a very dangerous decision, but the interests behind the danger are also absolute, so Loniti thinks the black dragons can take this risk.

As for whether the Black Dragon is willing or not? That's not about Luo Niti's business.

“As expected.”

Lorniti's answer made Nefarian's face slightly distorted, but he took a deep breath and endured the complicated emotions in his heart.

He began to realize that the plan was not as smooth as Loniti said before.

But now, it is too late to blame anything. He just wants to know what to do next.

Should I retreat? Or continue to look for the remaining embers that may not exist here.

"I didn't lie to you. The Remnant Ember is really here, but... there may be some small deviations in the position."

Loniti, who saw Nefarian's careful thoughts, said calmly, and his tone did not intend to give Nefarian any more room for doubt.

Nefarian opened his mouth and asked after hesitating for a moment.

"Then, where are the remaining embers?"

"Let me think about it. If I weren't in the prison, I'm afraid I'd be... outside."

This is nonsense, but when Loniti's eyes turned behind him, the nonsense became less noticeable.

"I tried my best, but it would be useless to delay according to your plan."

Heng stood three meters beside Saar and shrugged at Loniti.

Next to Thrall was a young man wearing black thin armor and looking a little haggard.

If Loniti read it correctly, this should be the remnant Ember that was originally needed to be rescued and sacrificed in the plan.

"Have you defected to the tribe?"

Loniti looked up and down at the remnant Ear, then asked with a slight sarcastic question.

By the way, Death Wings was killed by the alliance and the tribe, and Remnant Ear can be regarded as Death Wings... a direct relative? Remnant Ear defected to the tribe. Is this considered to be a deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors?

"No, it's not considered a refugee, it's just mutual assistance..."

"Mutual help? Haha, what are the faces of you, the betrayer of the Black Dragon, here to talk about mutual help!"

Loniti's tone was very bad, even a little aggressive, but Remnant Zen didn't say anything, just lowered her head a little.

"I just want to live."

"It's better if you die."

Loniti said suddenly, making Nefarian and Onyxia unable to react.

Even if I knew that Remnant Ear will die, Loniti wouldn't say that, right? Isn't this really angering Remnant Earn and let everything develop towards an unpredictable ending?

Remnant Earn's head lowered, and emotions called sadness and guilt appeared on him, and it was very rich.

"I know from Heng's memory, your plan, but you broke the appointment."

Loniti said softly, and there was no anger in her eyes when she looked at Remnant Jin, only disappointment.

Maybe this is for the sake of constant disappointment?

"I'm really disappointed."

Heng nodded with a smile, expressing his agreement.

Remnant Zhichen's body trembled for a moment, but said nothing.

"I just want to live..."

"But you should know! What did Deathwing create you for!"

Loniti became stern for a moment, and at the same time, his eyes looking at Remnant Jin became more and more impatient.

She decided not to waste time on this idiot, even though it was one of the backs arranged by a guardian of the earth.

She had already given that man enough respect and was going to do other things now.

"...No! I am not a death wing! My name is Bruluno!"

Remnant Zen suddenly became a little hysterical. Although he didn't know who gave the ghost name to him, Loniti could no longer suppress the impatientness in her heart.

"Yes, yes, you are not the Deathwing."

Loniti's perfunctory tone was not noticed by Remnant Ji, but on the contrary he was in the joy of being recognized.

But the next sentence of Loniti was like a big mouth slapped him to the ground.

"How could you be as good as Deathwing? You are not even as good as Deathwing's vomit!"
Chapter completed!