Chapter 282 The Satyr Demon’s Endless End


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  Chapter 282 The Satyr Demon's Endless

  Path Herad looked at the scattered Satyr Demons on the hillside in the distance, and made suggestions to Tyrande, who was controlling the light quadruped mecha.

  "These satyr demons are not very powerful in combat. You can use cheap grenades to explode one round, and then let other troops take advantage of it."

  Tyrande heard his suggestion and nodded in agreement.

  "Well, the lives of these guys are worthless. It's really not worth wasting precious ammunition."

  The location of the camp chosen by the Satyr Demon was terrible.

  They are entrenched on the hillside of a large mountain by the roadside.

  To the east of the camp is a steep cliff and to the west is a vertical mountain wall.

  By outflanking the mountain roads from the north and south sides, they can be blocked halfway up the mountain.

  The light four-legged mecha quickly went up the mountain road on the south side.

  The female hunters continued to move forward along the main road, and then quickly blocked the exit of the mountain road on the north side.

  Prepare to complete the outflanking of the Satyr Demon.

  The Satyr demon who bullied the weak and feared the strong was very troubled when he saw the strange car rushing up the mountain road.

  This weird car is made of steel and looks very intimidating.

  But just running away like this makes them feel very shameless.

  Before they could make a final decision, the light four-legged mecha had already attacked them.

  The 40mm grenade is fired at a low rate of fire of one round per second.

  However, this so-called low rate of fire really blew up the satyr demons!
  They have no physical roots in Azeroth.

  Weapons and equipment are all met by robbery.

  Both night elves and furbolgs are races without decent armor.

  Satyr Demons can only be miserable unarmored or lightly armored units.

  The layer of fur on their bodies cannot stop bullets, let alone grenades.

  The grenade dropped from the sky and exploded at close range, easily tearing apart the satyr demon's fur and muscles and blowing them to the ground in pieces.

  In fact, even the Demon Guards with high-end armor were destroyed by grenades that exploded close to their bodies.

  What's more, what about these weak satyr demons?
  Every grenade that falls can kill and injure several satyr demons.

  Soon they were bombed so much that they lost their fighting spirit and ran away.

  Seeing that the Satyr Demon suffered heavy casualties, Herard took out a purple bell and cast a spell to activate it.

  The dead satyr demons are waiting peacefully for the Twisting Nether to resurrect them as usual.

  However, what pulled their souls this time was an unfamiliar mysterious force.

  They felt something was wrong and struggled desperately.

  But how can a mere demon soul compete with soul-based magic items?

  They howled and were pulled into the purple bell, with no possibility of escaping anymore.

  This purple bell activated by Herad's spell is a high-level magic prop used by the Draenei to suppress the souls of their dead compatriots and prevent them from causing rebellion.

  The soul strength of the draenei is the highest among normal creatures.

  Therefore, the purple bell can absorb almost all souls in the world.

  The souls of the night elves' ancestors can probably be easily ingested by it.

  Seeing the purple bell suspended in Horad's palm, Tyrande was curious about its function.

  Tyrande cannot understand things at the soul level.

  But when the satyr demons suffered a large number of casualties, Herard took out this magic item and activated it, which obviously had some special effect.

  And she sensed the cold aura emanating from the purple bell.

  It seems to be an amazing magic item.

  "What is this? Why does it feel a bit eerie?"

  Herard grabbed the purple bell and shook it.

  Amidst the crisp ringing of the bells, there was a faint wailing sound, which sounded a bit like the voice of the satyr demon.

  "It's called the Soul Seizing Bell. The soul of the Satyr demon is trapped in it."

  There was an inexplicable cold feeling and a strange ringing sound. Tyrande was convinced of Herad's introduction.

  The soul, a very mysterious substance, has a more intuitive existence among the night elves.

  That is the soul of the ancestors in the form of a luminous sphere.

  Before the night elves gain immortality, their souls that naturally age and die will materialize.

  It is the luminous sphere known as the Soul of the Ancestors.

  These peaceful souls of ancestors are hidden in the forest near Mount Hyjal.

  Although there were very few opportunities to see them, Tyrande had seen them many times over the course of tens of thousands of years. The ancestral souls of the night elves are not as cold as the souls of the satyr demons.

  But the two are indeed quite close in terms of breath.

  Looking at the cold and faintly wailing purple bell, Tyrande was very satisfied with the fate of the satyr demon.

  "That's great! These satyr demons shouldn't be able to escape anymore!"

  She sighed at the extraordinaryness of the purple bell, and felt a little regretful about the rarity of this magic item.

  Judging from this special material, it is likely that it is an out-of-print item that Herad obtained from another world.

  However, Harad has many draenei crystals.

  The three-story arcane furnace is entirely made of Draenei crystal.

  He had made several small things like soul-catching bells that did not require much material.

  With the acquisition of Ursalus, which has a powerful soul-stirring effect, the soul-stirring bell can rarely be used.

  He took out two Soul-Calling Bells that had hardly been used since they were made, and handed them to Tyrande, who was a little disappointed.

  "I can lend these two to you for a while. I believe it won't be long before the satyr demons become big."

  Tyrande was very excited when she saw the purple bell handed over by Herad.

  "Goddess of the Moon, thank you so much!"

  Tyrande could shout out this mantra of God of the Moon when she was thanking him.

  One can imagine her inner excitement!

  The night elves have spent tens of thousands of years researching many ways to deal with satyr demons.

  For example, keep them in a certain area to prevent them from running out and causing damage.

  As a result, the satyr demons, who were desperate for their lives, chose to get out of the predicament by hurting each other.

  Even if they are imprisoned alone, they will commit suicide.

  It is not easy to imprison them securely.

  The Watcher force has some special means, but the number of prisoners cannot be too large.

  Therefore, very few satyr demons are imprisoned.

  Only extremely powerful and extremely dangerous satyr demons will be captured by the Watcher troops.

  This costless method of imprisonment gave Tyrande hope of completely eradicating them.

  As long as you work hard to kill the satyr demons and capture their souls, there will only be fewer and fewer satyr demons.

  Thinking of this, she speeded up the process of clearing out the satyr demons.

  The satyr demons that ran away were quickly overtaken by the light four-legged mecha.

  Huge pliers clamped their heads, snapping them into two pieces.

  The miserable green demonic blood spurted out from the broken neck of the satyr demon was like a fountain in the park. The scene was indescribably bloody.

  But that's not the bloodiest part.

  At least they died quickly and their blood dried up.

  The wheel saw is the cruelest killing weapon.

  The high-speed rotating wheel saw swept across, flying away the flesh and blood of the Satyr Demon Saw that it touched.

  It would be better if it was cut off cleanly.

  If Che is torn to pieces but still alive, then he will really suffer a serious crime!

  The four mechanical legs of the light quadruped mecha have also turned into terrifying killing weapons.

  There is currently no satyr demon that can withstand the pressure of more than ten tons.

  Attacked by a strange vehicle, the Satyr Demon fought back with all his courage.

  They risk their lives to get close to the light quadruped mecha and attack it with their claws or swords.

  The defense of the light quadruped mecha is not high.

  But its armor is still three centimeters thick.

  This kind of armor made of alloy steel cannot be broken by the Satyr Demon.

  Only with good equipment and strong strength can we pose a threat to these war machines.

  It's almost the same if replaced by a demon guard holding a magic steel axe.

  As for cannon fodder like satyr demons, they can only create shallow scratches on the alloy armor.

  The price is that they are crushed to pieces by mechanical legs.

  They have no choice but to run away desperately.

  (End of chapter)
 

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