After dealing with the Troll Chief, Hildano focused his gaze on the flood. He could not bear to look at Andrews, whose life force had been greatly damaged and whose connection with the Well of Eternity had been destroyed. The energy that wrapped around him, preventing him from contacting the Well of Eternity, meant that Andrews would not be able to live much longer.

As he looked at the Giant Demons who were still struggling inside, Hildano didn't have the slightest hint of pity for them. With the new heavens' law changed, the Giant Demons didn't cultivate kindness, so they would inevitably be defeated and weakened.

"All archers release tornadoes!" The tornado that Hildano spoke of was not the same one that he used to deal with Kroger Si, but was actually the tornado that had the same destructive power as the ferocious beast, Deluyi. However, he believed that the tornado's destructive power was not suitable for this type of controlling skill, so he kept calling it a tornado. But this time, the tornado he mentioned could move and required a magic to pull. It was just like the ultimate move of Naga's Vassago. However, its power was not as great as her and it was only a simplified version.

Thousands of small tornadoes gathered in the flood, and Hildano used his control of nature to merge the tornadoes together, turning these harmless winds into typhoons, or hurricanes, but called typhoons in China. The huge tornado lifted the water high up into the sky. I could feel the trolls being torn apart by the tornado.

"With this failure, the Giant Demon General will no longer attack us." Andrews said optimistically that he did not want to show it, although he felt that he was not well.

"I think so too." He didn't think the trolls would stop attacking. They had too many armies.

"Milord, all of the Giant Demons are dead." Leskana reminded me.

"Stop the spell." After the trolls were torn to pieces in the tornado, there was no need to carry out this spell, which was harmful to nature. He was not opposed to killing the enemies on the natural base, but he was against attacking nature for no reason. Killing one thousand enemies would inflict eight hundred casualties. Normal sacrifice is understandable, but abnormal sacrifice can only bring disaster.

The giant tornado slowly stopped. The area that had been affected by the flood was now in a miserable state. There was flesh everywhere, and none of the Giant Demon corpses were intact. At most, they only had one intact limb, and most of them were broken flesh.

"Hildano, the power of this water is too great, right?" Andrews was startled by the sight. He had never seen anything like this in his thousands of years in the army.

"No, this is not the power of water." Hildano faintly denied his point of view.

"Then this is the power of the wind?" Andrews asked again.

".." No one knew what his brain was thinking. No matter what was in nature, as long as one was associated with an intelligent being, it would become a murderous force. This was the terrifying power of an intelligent being, and in his original world, it was called the power of wisdom.

Seeing that Hilda Nuo did not say anything, Andrews knew that she already knew of his situation, and sighed, "Looks like you already know! My power is draining now. Hildano, can you help me take good care of Ma Wei and Jarod in the future? "

His lifeline was no longer limitless, but only about 150 years old. The ultimate voodoo poison of the Troll Chief had consumed so much of Andrews's life force. Hildano could not bear to tell him that this elf was already old, and that he should find a place to retire. "But his intellect clearly let him know what was going on with him." I promise you! " Hildano agreed to Andrews's request, and at the same time he thought of Marvy's baby face.

"Hildano, my body doesn't feel good. I need you to temporarily become the supreme commander for me. I need to go back to Azshari to look for the High Priest. I don't have much time left." Andrews was a strong man. He could feel himself weakening, and he could not tolerate such a thing. Although he said he was looking for the High Priest, Hildano knew that he was going to commit suicide.

"Well, I wish you a speedy recovery." Hildano really didn't know what to say. He had never thought that half a Divine level expert would end his life in such a way. It seemed that the Shadow Hunters of the Giant Demons were strong, strong enough to take the Night Elves' life with the Well of Eternity. It seemed that he couldn't afford to be careless in the future.

Andrews did not speak, but his mood was very sad. He could not face what had happened to him.

"Ha ha!" Andrews smiled, and laughed very miserably. " Goodbye "and left with a twinkle.

"Leskana, is Andrews's only child Mavis and Jarod?" Leskana had been to Andrews's house, she might have known.

"Lord Andrews has only two children." Leskana was familiar with Andrews's family.

"En, Leschuona, go and ask them if they are interested in studying with me. If they aren't, then leave my magic notes with them." He could read from Andrews's smile that he was really going to end his own life, whether it was suicide or suicide. For a powerhouse like him, old age and death were terrifying. He had no way to face life without power. Although it was only a hundred years, for Andrews, it would be a long life.

As Hildano had expected, on the fourth day after Leskana's departure, there was news of Andrews's death from the forward sentry.

Andrews was a strong man. He could not bear to die of old age, so he chose to kill himself. Andrews rushed to the territory of the Giant Demons alone, killing the Giant Demons whenever he saw one, cutting down the Giant Demons whenever he met one, killing countless of them under his wheel, passing through the Hell of the Giant Demons wherever the tornado of blades and blades went, killing the Giant Demons as well as the ones killed by the Shadow Assault. In the end, he attracted the great army of Giant Demons, and after killing for half a day, he finally used his ultimate move, the Soul of Revenge. The powerful Vengeance Empyrean God continuously summoned the vengeful soul. The soul of Vengeance's magical attacks brought endless calamities to the Giant Demon race. Three full days of fighting had burned Andrews's last life, and the moment he knew he was dead, the Vengeance Corps was still devouring the troll's life. According to hindsight, Andrews had killed hundreds of thousands of trolls, and the exact numbers had been hidden by the trolls. The event had been forgotten because of time, and the set of data had been destroyed by the fall of the trolls in the dust of history.