Chapter 8 Section VIII

A thunderous noise shook the small cave they were in.With a quick glance around the corner, Brox called out, "That stone golem wants to burrow in." The two set off immediately.Malfurion leaped up the magic-created passage, Brox close behind.The ferocious guardians kept digging, and the mountain continued to vibrate. What was even more frightening was that within a few steps, the two heard the rumbling voice of the black dragon: "Where are they? I'm going to skin them and pierce every nerve of them with nails! Get out!" As soon as the words fell, there was a loud crash, and Malfurion knew that the stone golem was pushed aside by its owner.

"This mountain is your burial place!" Deathwing roared into the cave. Then there was another loud noise, just like the sound when Malfurion watched the hot springs erupt when he was a child, and the temperature in the cave rose sharply. "Come ahead of me!" the druid yelled.Brox jumped past him, and Malfurion turned the Demon Soul behind him, focusing his thoughts on the evil disc. A gust of icy wind blew deep into the tunnel... and it wasn't long before we were confronted by a rushing stream of lava.Meeting strong resistance, the flow of lava gradually slowed...at last it stopped within a yard of Malfurion.

The night elf gasped, then turned around and continued climbing.Brox's eyes were wide open, helping Malfurion to climb up.The orc seemed to be frightened by the enormous power his comrades were exuding, and felt uneasy. "Use that thing with care, druid. I can't believe how much power this little thing can do." "I—I totally agree." But it was a joy to be able to unleash such a huge amount of magic.Maybe Malfurion was wrong, maybe he should turn around and face the black dragon.If Deathwing is defeated, one of the major threats to Kalimdor is removed.Compared with the black dragon, the Burning Legion is not so terrible.Deathwing easily defeated them with Demon Soul.

The magic of the disk still amazed them as they climbed.Along the way, they found that the road under their feet was very suitable for walking.With the help of Yuanpan, the speed of the two people was twice as fast as before. "I feel the wind," Brox said cautiously, "stronger than ever." The fire of hope was ignited in their hearts again, and they couldn't help speeding up their pace.Suddenly, Malfurion heard a hissing sound, but soon realized it was the wind the orc had just mentioned. "It's there!" the night elf yelled, "the entrance to the cave!"

Demon's Souls successfully completed the task.They emerged on the slopes of a hill, where a cool, pleasant breeze greeted them from their hellish lairs. But they weren't completely out of danger.It wouldn't be long before Deathwing knew they had escaped.He and his black dragons will catch up. "Better put that thing up," suggested the orc warrior, "they'll see the disk's light." Even with the disc hidden in his pocket, Deathwing would still sense the disc's power.But no matter what, putting away the disk would give them more chances of escape.Reluctantly, the druid put Deathwing into the pouch and tied it tightly.

It was replaced by Brooks to lead the way.The slope was covered with white snow, and the orc carefully tested every step he took down the slope. More than once, he found several places where they would be buried at the bottom of the mountain.Now Brox strapped his ax tightly to his body, and if he was not careful, his precious weapon would never be found again. Fortunately, in order to forge the metal armor, Deathwing took advantage of some caves in the lower mountains.Although the road was full of dangers, at least they didn't have to walk down the entire mountain.Malfurion believed they could reach the foot of the mountain before dawn.

But they seemed to be out of luck again, when a huge body suddenly appeared in the air, galloping past them.Malfurion and Brox rushed into the snow, trying to hide themselves from the dragon. That guy was Deathwing, maybe it was the black dragon's madness that saved them both.Furious, Deathwing scoured the area for his treasure, spewing lava at every mountain he passed.The force of the lava hitting the mountain was so strong that the entire mountain collapsed in an instant, and boulders fell to the ground like rain.He didn't seem to be using magic to explore the realm, or he would have found them by now.

Malfurion looked up. "The way I see it, he's going to-" Deathwing turned suddenly and flew towards them. "Go!" Brooks yelled. They jumped up and rushed to a huge rock formation ahead.The night elf turned his head to see the dragon getting bigger and bigger.It was hard to tell from the expression of the black dragon whether he had spotted them, but undoubtedly he was getting closer to them. Just after they leaped onto the rock formation, the druid heard a terrible sound from the black dragon's mouth, heralding that he was about to shoot lava again. "Come here!" the orc pointed to a protruding rock.The edge of the rock will give them some protection, but is it really safe here?

Suddenly there was an explosion on the hillside. In an instant, the entire rock formation was gone, and debris was scattered everywhere.The temperature in the air rose suddenly, and the ice and snow melted.The huge ice formed by the thousand-year-old snow slid down the bottom of the mountain, and smashed to pieces at the bottom of the mountain with a "bang".The side of the mountain was dotted with hissing puddles of water. Deathwing hovered over the place, watching all that was destroyed.Then the dragon flew closer to the ground, snorting from time to time to express its disgust.With a growl he turned and flew away again, this time to the high mountain where his lair was.

Behind the rock, Malfurion and Brox struggled to their feet, covered in dust and wet snow.The night elf coughed a few times, then checked the pocket.When he touched the familiar disc, he let out a long sigh of relief. Brox was still very heavy in his heart: "Deathwing will return, Druid. We must leave here before he returns." Shaking off the remaining mud, they continued down the mountain.From time to time, they could hear the violent roar of the black dragon, but the dragon never appeared in front of them again.The two of them didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and hurried down the mountain.

Near the bottom of the mountain, the night elf looked down into the valley below. "I don't know this place. I think we're too far from Krasus." He closed his eyes, "and I don't feel him." The Master may be hiding, for the black dragon is out and furious. " "But no matter what, we have to find him." The two then decided to go to the bottom of the mountain first, and wait for him when they had time.Krasus's situation may be much better than theirs. The valley is shrouded in darkness all year round, and the towering mountains cast shadows in the valley.At this time Malfurion walked in front, and Brox followed.The two of them were already very close to Deathwing's territory, so they had to watch out for the goblin's appearance. They had to turn to the left to reach the point where they separated from Crassus, but after walking only a few yards in that direction, they found that the edge of overlapping mountains and rivers lay ahead, and there was no way to go.Malfurion wanted to use the Demon Soul, but then realized that it would definitely attract Deathwing's attention.Also, every time the druid used the disc, it proved difficult for him to put it away again. "Going the other way, we'd probably have to turn around, but we'd still get there," Malfurion said. "OK." They took the opposite path again, so they had to climb over the rubble left by the black dragon's rampage, but fortunately, there were gaps here and there, which helped them a lot. At this time, Deathwing's roar came again, and he came back again.Malfurion and the orc clung to the base of the mountain, watching the dragon fly right above them.Deathwing surveyed the area carefully, but still couldn't spot them.After the black dragon disappeared into the distance, the two came out from the shadows. "Strange, we only see him. Where are all the other dragons?" Brooks said without thinking: "If they find Yuanpan, they will definitely want to dominate the world." It can be said that it was Heilong's paranoia that helped the two of them.Deathwing dared not let his brethren find the Demon Soul first.Malfurion didn't know much about the magic of the Demon Soul, but what he did know was enough to help the puny little dragon defeat the mighty black dragon. They hurried on, but the road played tricks on them again.Despite their best efforts, the night elves and orcs were getting further and further away from their goals. The druid became a little frustrated: "I should have taken us to Krasus with this damn thing." "Then the black dragon will follow." "I understand... it's just—" Before the words fell, suddenly a fierce guy in armor collided with the orc. At the same time, a ferocious creature in the shape of a nightsaber rushed towards the Druid.A pair of murderous suction cups slammed out of its back, writhing toward Malfurion's chest. It's a hell beast. Immediately there was the sound of weapons clashing, and Malfurion suddenly realized that Brox could not get away quickly and came to rescue him.The monster lying on him wanted to bite off his head, and the druid struggled hard.The stench from the hell beast's mouth made Malfurion dizzy and almost out of breath.