"If Anveena hadn't been so well-preserved, and if Thori'dal were still capable, you wouldn't have lasted this long!"
"Of course, even without Thori'dal, I still have ways to deal with you!"
" Xiaofeng, help slow him down!"
"Leave the rest to me!"
A sudden gust of wind prevented the swarm of bats from escaping.
Jiang Jie stretched out his hands.
With ten fingers on both hands, Jiang Jie stretched them out. The Black Tortoise Longevity Art, at the Xiantian Second Layer Realm, was activated. Streams of Chi flowed into his ten fingers in an instant, and then were released in the form of invisible sword energy, shaped like the finest needles. With a speed no less than that of a magic arrow, they struck one bat after another.
The countless years of arduous training in the game pod, coupled with cherishing every minute and second in reality, made Jiang Jie's Pegasus Meteor Finger incredibly precise, and his mental locking speed extremely fast. Every invisible sword aura struck a bat without missing its mark.
There were hundreds, even thousands, of bats. Although the gale manipulated by the ancient Dafeng spirit was very strong, it couldn't completely stop the bats that the Dreadlord had transformed into. After all, these weren't real bats, but bats formed from evil energy, Shadow energy, and the flesh and blood of the Dreadlord, possessing special abilities.
But Jiang Jie's invisible sword energy wiped out all the bats that had fled the furthest away.
When ten fingers point together, at least ten bats are killed every second. Once struck by the invisible sword energy, the extremely destructive Xiantian Chi will completely destroy the bat's life force, Devastation it.
However, there are too many bats. If this continues, it's hard to say how long it will take to dry them all. Even if just one bat escapes, Banehollow won't die; at most, he'll be seriously injured.
"Then let's try another method!"
Having shot down over a hundred bats, Jiang Jie simply used the " Left-Right Mutual Combat " method, continuing with his left hand's Pegasus Meteor Finger while extending his right hand to manipulate the clouds, transforming it into a cloud hand the size of a room.
The giant cloud-like hand scooped up the swarm of bats, then clenched its fist, crushing at least a dozen bats into a bloody mist that was then blown away by the wind.
After several trips, they killed over a hundred bats.
No matter how many bats there were, they couldn't withstand this. Banehollow had no choice but to revert to his Dreadlord form, gripping Skull of Gul'dan in one hand and glaring fiercely at Jiang Jie, his face as ugly as could be.
"Human, you want Skull of Gul'dan? Then I'll destroy it!" Banehollow roared fiercely.
Although the energy from the explosion of Skull of Gul'dan would be enough to send him back to the Twisting Nether if the artifact were destroyed, since there was no way to win or escape, the only option was to destroy it and use its power to kill that human!
Banehollow is firing on all cylinders!
However, ideals are often grand, while reality is often harsh.
Before he could even exert his strength, the cloud-like hand rapidly shrank, then suddenly gripped Skull of Gul'dan. Following this, five invisible sword energies nearly severed Banehollow's right wrist. In excruciating pain, Skull of Gul'dan fell into Jiang Jie's hands!
" Banehollow, face death now!"
There's no such thing as a death throes.
Jiang Jie will not allow any variables to occur.
After obtaining the Skull of Gul'dan, he immediately eliminated Banehollow, who was nearly defeated.
Of course, the Dreadlord didn't die so easily; he was merely kicked back into the Twisting Nether, and who knows when he'll return to this world.
Then, Jiang Jie attempted to store Skull of Gul'dan in his spatial ring.
Then he realized it was impossible.
Just as he was about to put it in, Jiang Jie noticed signs of collapse in the small space inside the ring.
The Skull of Gul'dan is not the divine sword Strom'kar; it contains far more energy. Most importantly, this energy is completely beyond Jiang Jie's control and is constantly being released autonomously. Even Jiang Jie had to rely on his Xiantian Gang Qi and the protection of the divine sword Strom'kar to hold it in his hand.
Such powerful energy,
The spatial ring couldn't withstand it at all. "Then just take it." Jiang Jie didn't care. Anyway, this thing wouldn't stay in his hand for long, so he might as well take it.
" Zhaoren, let's go down!"
Jiang Jie gave the order, Zhaoren the Onyx Cloud Serpent left the clouds, swooped down, and stopped 20 meters above the hillside before rising into the air.
This guy has learned his lesson and is no longer willing to fly too low, because those demons are too terrifying and could threaten his safety.
Zhaoren seems even more timid than Feng Ling Dafeng!
As always, Jiang Jie leaped down with his sword in hand, then turned his gaze to the Jadefire Lord: Xavathras.
This Satyr, who called himself a "prince," was indeed quite strong, but he was still far inferior to the Warlock not far away, and had already been injured in several places by the attacks of the night Worgen.
Worgen are Satyr's number one enemy!
The initial threat from the Satyr was quelled by the Worgen.
Mind control? Nightmare abilities?
Sorry, Worgen's rage is enough to destroy everything!
Worgen who haven't overcome their inner shadows are completely immune to mind control or being entered into dreams. As for Worgen who have overcome their inner shadows, their mental fortitude must be so strong that they are not afraid of mind control.
As a Priestess of the Moon, Velinde's willpower is clearly very strong; the Jadefire Lord won't be able to cause trouble for long.
On the other side, because Jiang Jie took Xiaofeng away, the three little Elemental Spirits were at a slight disadvantage.
The green-skinned Orc Warlock named " Shadow Lord Fel'dan " was originally a member of the " Shadow Council " under Gul'dan's leadership. He came in response to Tichondrius's summons, and his status was naturally lower than that of Tichondrius's confidant " Banehollow ". However, he was a Warlock with dreams, dreaming of one day restoring the glory of the Shadow Council.
In fact, although the Shadow Hold later came under the rule of the demon lord Banehollow, its main members were no longer demons but Warlock, and he was the actual leader.
The prestigious title of "Shadow Lord" was, of course, self-proclaimed, but Fel'dan's strength was indeed not to be underestimated.
He was not alone.
Warlock of this era didn't actually have clear divisions into Devastation, pain, and demonology; each Warlock had a broad range of knowledge. Fel'dan was also a remarkable master in demonology, and he had two playthings:
The " Twin Banshee " Moora and Saria are two alluring Succubus with minimal clothing.
These two Succubus are quite powerful, proficient in shadow magic such as Shadow Word. If used against mortals, they would be invincible. Together, they are almost on par with anyone below the level of a great professional. However, they are facing Elemental Spirits.
Shadow Word and the like are ineffective against Elemental Spirits.
And so, they were doomed.
When Jiang Jie returned, he saw that the two succubi, who had amazing figures and were worthy of being ranked as the most Succubus in his previous life, had been smashed into a pile of mud by the Earthen Wugou, and it was too painful to look at.
" Wugou, you clueless guy... what a waste!"
Jiang Jie sighed, then decisively took action to deal with Fel'dan.
Fel'dan's spellcasting abilities are indeed impressive; in terms of destructive power alone, he's almost comparable to Jaina during her Scholomance days. However, in terms of how troublesome and survivable they are, Warlock are actually inferior to mages.
No Blink, no invisibility, no various magical shields...
When Fel'dan encounters Jiang Jie, it's a life-or-death situation.
Having already defeated the Dreadlord Banehollow, Jiang Jie naturally didn't take Fel'dan seriously, and within two minutes, he severed his head with a single sword strike.
"Since when did I become capable of solo killing Legendary...?" Jiang Jie sighed.
But he actually knew very well:
Banehollow is likely among the weakest of the Dreadlord. He's not even comparable to Tichondrius, let alone Kathra'natir or Balnazzar. He's even weaker than Mal'Ganis, who was killed by Arthas had just acquired Frostmourne, without any resistance.
Jiang Jie suspected that, aside from his powerful soul, Banehollow's true combat strength was probably barely even at the level of Legendary, and might not even be comparable to Thrall or Jaina at their current level.
If Jiang Jie were to encounter a Legendary mage, even the weakest Legendary, he might not be able to defeat him.
As for killing?
It's practically impossible, unless you encounter a purely academic person, in which case there's only a sliver of hope.
" Velinde, this is your battlefield! Let your Worgen fight to their hearts' content! As the commander of Felwood, the Night Elf forest, all the demons here are your enemies! As for me, it's time to go to another battlefield!"
Jiang Jie summoned Zhaoren, leaped into the air, and rode away on a dragon.