Just when Aaron wants Execute When Alzzin, he suddenly felt inexplicable pain coming from all over his body. This pain originated from his body, but Aaron did not see any traces of injury on his body. In surprise, Aaron endured the pain and flapped his wings and quickly moved away from Alzzin, who had suffered heavy injuries, looking for the enemy who was plotting against him.
Soon, Aaron found a Satyr who was hiding in the nearby ruins and casting spells. The Satyr noticed that Aaron noticed him, immediately put away the spell, and quickly found a cover to hide.
At this moment, an arrow with lightning shot down from the air, hitting Satyr who thought he was hiding well, and killed the guy in the ruins.
Aaron also solved Alzzin. After Satyr fell down, a faint black-red smoke filled the air. Worried that there was something wrong with the smoke, Aaron quickly avoided it. He put away the two giant swords and threw a Holy Light towards Alzzin's body, purifying the twisted object that gathered the power of Fel and Nightmare into ashes.
"Huh, it's solved." Aaron just threw two giant swords directly, which was a dangerous move. If his target was not too big and easily blocked by the vines, he would never have used such a dangerous trick. If Alzzin had dodged these two blows, it would be really hard to say.
Fortunately, Aaron succeeded, Alzzin died, and Satyr who wanted to plot against him just now was also eliminated by Vereesa who was on alert in the air.
"In this case, these Satyr should also be dispersed?" Aaron thought, looking at those Satyr, Aaron took a breath, but suddenly noticed that the battle between the elves and Satyr seemed to be rippled. "Wait a minute, what's going on over there?"
"Aaron, some elves seem to have rebelled." At this moment, Vereesa drove Hippogryph to fly to Aaron, stretched out his hand to lift Aaron, and Hippogryph gave a cry and quickly rose into the sky.
Just as Vereesa said, just when the battle between Satyr and the elves reached a stalemate, about a dozen Shen'dralar Ancients suddenly changed the direction of the spell's attack and threw the power of Arcane at the compatriots around them.
The other Shen'dralar Ancients who were unprepared for this were caught off guard and were disrupted by these mutineers. The spell coordination that could have suppressed Satyr also had loopholes, causing the enemy to rush forward quickly.
Seeing this, the elf mage in charge had no choice but to order a retreat. If these elf mages were allowed to engage in close combat with Satyr, any commander would be heartbroken.
However, after their lineup was broken up, these elves could no longer organize a decent line of defense. They could only rely on the terrain to resist Satyr's attack on a small scale, but they could not change the fact that their side was gradually losing territory.
"What, what is going on?" Aaron, who thought that the Satyrs' offensive would automatically collapse after Ozon was eliminated, was dumbfounded as he watched the Satyrs chase the elves' escape route into the city. Traces of battle could be seen everywhere for a while. Even though the elven mages were not very good at melee combat and could not fight against the Satyrs, they could still rely on their familiarity with the surrounding environment to pose some threats to the Satyrs, or at least slightly block their actions.
"Aaron, look, there seems to be something wrong with those elves." Vereesa pointed at the battlefield after Satyr left. The elves who had just attacked their compatriots were standing there blankly. They neither continued to attack with Satyrs nor appeared to wake up. They just looked like puppets that had lost control and stood motionless.
Looking carefully, there is a faint layer of black smoke lingering around these elves, and their eyes are full of confusion, which makes Aaron make some bad guesses.
"Vereesa, look around to see if there is any Satyr around?"
"There is no one left," Vereesa shook her head. She also felt very strange about this. "You made such a big noise just now. Those Satyr definitely noticed you, but they all rushed in to chase those Night Elf. It seemed that there was no intention of being prepared at all. It was very strange. No normal commander would press his troops up in this situation, right?"
"Maybe all the commanders of Satyr are dead?" Aaron guessed, but he quickly realized, "No, if all the commanders of Satyr are dead, they should have dispersed long ago. I really don't know what they are doing."
"Forget it, let's go over and take a look." Aaron shook his head and walked towards the stunned elves, "Maybe these Shen'dralar Ancients will tell us the answer."
"Do you want me to come with you?"
"It's better not to. You continue to monitor the situation from the air," Aaron thought for a while and said to Vereesa, "I always feel that there must be a conspiracy, and we can't be wiped out in one fell swoop."
"Okay!" Vereesa patted Hippogryph's head gently, and let his mount fly him into the air, watching warily those elves and Aaron who were approaching these elves.
Aaron slowly approached a Shen'dralar Ancients who was covered in smoke and dust. When he got closer, he could see that this Shen'dralar Ancients was still holding a staff tightly in his hand. His light blue eyes flashed with black-red light and gray-green light, which showed that the elf in front of him was affected by Nightmare and Fel.
It is not surprising that these elves were affected by Fel. They were able to survive without the protection of Well of Eternity because they relied on absorbing the power of a demon named Immol'thar.
But the power of Nightmare...Aaron was horrified in his heart, and subconsciously gathered the Holy Light in his body, wanting to give it to the elf in front of him to purify it with Holy Light.
However, just before Aaron took action, a red light suddenly shone in the eyes of this dazed elf, and his stiff arms locked Aaron tightly like a spiritual snake. Black-red light shot directly into Aaron's eyes from the spiritless eyes of the elf. At the same time, the faint smoke that was originally lingering around suddenly increased, blocking both Aaron and the elf.
Aaron immediately gathered Holy Light on his fists and broke free from the shackles of the elf. With a dazzling light, Aaron's fists dispersed the smoke wherever they passed and hit the elf.
The elf completely ignored Aaron's blow, with a ferocious and weird smile on his face, and a low and hoarse voice in his mouth. "It is indeed you! Ten thousand years later, I have caught you again!"
"Who are you?" Aaron was stunned for a moment, but he guessed some facts in his mind. This elf seemed to be under the control of Xavius.