Chapter 25 Section 25

"He was badly hurt." Dungaard took the pipe out of his mouth and whispered. "He's really badly wounded," continued the magician, after running his hand over Cenarius' chest, "he's got the demon's poison in him, but he's worse than anyone else, maybe because he and Kali Mudo has a very close relationship." Krasus frowned, and continued: "However, I think he will survive..." Just then, Cenarius opened his mouth and whispered something.Only Crassus, who was kneeling beside him, heard him, and when he raised his head, there was a sad look on his face.

"What did he say?" Jarod asked. Before Krasus could speak, a scream suddenly came from the battlefield.Their eyes turned to the direction of the sound, and they saw that Archimonde hooked one arm around the giant deer's neck, and turned the giant deer's head to one side with the other hand.Before the scream, the stag's head had already turned a large angle. Krasus jumped up from the ground and shouted: "No! No!" It's too late.The devil's arms, whose expression was still indifferent, tightened even more. A loud "click" echoed over the battlefield, and all other sounds stopped in an instant.

Under Archimonde's tight arms, the stag who bravely rescued Cenarius suddenly softened. With an expression of extreme grimness, the Boss tossed his opponent aside like a piece of trash.He wiped his hands and stared fiercely at the stunned guards. Suddenly, the green vines that spread and grew on the ground flew up, wrapped around Archimonde's limbs, and tightened them forcefully.With no fear on his face, Archimonde tore off a few vines. Before he could throw them out, the vines wrapped around his wrist again.At the same time, other ivy climbed back to the place where the ivy was torn off.

Malfurion Stormrage walked forward, facing the monster in the distance, his eyes were as dull as when he first told others that Tyrande had been captured.A halo of stillness appeared around his body, and he kept chanting words to a tiny thing in his hand, which Krasus recognized as a leaf on an ivy. Archimonde's expression didn't change at all, but his movements were a little flustered.Ivy had already covered three-quarters of his huge body, and it seemed that it would soon cover the rest. Perhaps realizing this, the devil stopped tearing at the suffocating plants.He squinted his eyes, stretched his arms wide, and clasped them together.

Just when Archimonde was clenching his fingers... the terrifying commander of the Burning Legion suddenly turned into a ball of green flames and disappeared. Malfurion gasped, then knelt on one knee and shook his head. "I failed him..." Brox and Krasus heard him whisper, "failed my teacher, I could have..." The orc and dwarf looked at Krasus together, wanting to hear him explain all this.The magician pursed his lips, and then explained quietly: "The green dragon, the guardian dragon named Ysera, is the king of the forest—the mother of Cenarius." Dungard, who had been smoking a pipe, frowned: "We dwarves always thought that Elune gave birth to the King of the Forest..."

"The truth of the matter is very complicated," Krasus replied. Brox remained silent, knowing he had something to say. "His father..." went on the wizard, "his father was the old Lord of the Woods—Malorne..." After a moment of silence, the orc finally asked, "So what?" "Malorne... aka The White Buck." The pipe in Durengard's mouth almost fell out when he heard it.Brooks gasped, and he immediately understood.He turned his face to the dead stag, and saw his massive, battered body lying among the other corpses.The orc understands that the father came to rescue his child, but at the cost of his own life.

"I'm sorry for him..." Malfurion repeated, struggling to stand up, he glanced at Krasus, and said, "From you, I know that Ysera is my teacher's mother, that's true Shocking, I also know about Malorne. When I was studying the art, Cenarius told me that he was the son of the white stag..." The night elf suddenly clenched his fists: "Cenarius will Treat me like a father, when I saw what Archimonde did to his father, I wished I could crush that demon to death with my own hands." Krasus put his hands on the druid's shoulders, and comforted him: "Cheer up, young man. It is already remarkable that you can drive Archimonde from the battlefield..." The magician looked behind his companion On the battlefield, his eyes narrowed: "At least it bought us time..."

Malfurion shook his body a few times in grief: "We are defeated, aren't we?" "I'm afraid so. We have tried our best, but the demon army is too strong. I have always been sure of this—I have thought—" Krasus said suddenly, "I dare to reverse the long river of time and risk Do anything ... and end up with disaster." "I do not understand……" "You just need to understand one thing - unless the dragons come, and come right away, our entire army will be wiped out, either by the blade of the Burning Legion, or by an even older evil force, this Power that holds even the dreaded Sargeras within the palm of his hand! You know what I mean! You have felt the terrible power of the Old Gods! You know what they have in mind for this world! They—”

Krasus said, and suddenly let out a scream. "What's the matter—" Druid said. Krasus bent over, then fell to the ground.The others watched in horror as his limbs began to turn to stone. "Eredar!" Malfurion yelled hastily.He felt his own limbs begin to twist and deform, which foretells that he will suffer the same terrible fate as the magician. "Brox! Find Ronin—" But the orcs were not much better off than Malfurion.Although Archimonde was injured, everyone knew that he secretly ordered someone to cast a poisonous curse on them.Archimonde knew very well in his heart that killing Krasus and his gang of brothers was tantamount to removing the last stumbling block that prevented the Burning Legion from winning.Jarod was also lying on the ground unable to move.

Just when everyone felt the growing stone squeeze their lungs and squeeze the last breath out of their bodies, a soft female voice suddenly appeared in their minds, calming their fearful hearts and making them Get strong.Don't be afraid, said the voice, breathe slowly... Krasus, Malfurion, Brox, and Jarod were filled with gratitude, and all four of them inhaled in unison.At the same time, they noticed that the wind in the sky was getting stronger, and a huge black shadow appeared above their heads. "Here she comes!" cried Crassus, throwing up his hands in the air, "they are coming!"

There are dragons everywhere in the sky. There are red dragons, green dragons, and yellow dragons, and they are the clans of Alexstrasza, Ysera, and Nozdormu.Two guardian dragons flew in the middle of the dragons, and their huge wings spread five times the distance between the wings of the similarly built dragons beside them. The dragons rushed towards the demon army in unison, while the demons were still focusing on the enemies on the ground. "Jarrod!" Crassus quickly turned to the commander of the army, and shouted, "Let the soldiers blow their horns, blow them for a while, and launch the final general attack. We still have hope of victory!" Jarod grabbed the nearest nightsaber, jumped up, and galloped away.When he disappeared into the distance, the Dragon Clan launched a fierce attack. A row of red dragons opened their mighty mouths and shot out blazing fire.The flames consumed the front ranks of the Burning Legion, and thousands of demons were wiped out in the blink of an eye. Yellow dragons flew over the demon army... As they flew, the demons in front began to move back.The time of these demons has been reversed, but the demons behind them have not changed.Immediately afterwards, the soldiers in front and behind collided with each other, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a while. Suddenly a yellow dragon plummeted to the ground, its body twisted beyond recognition. It turned out to be under the spell of the eredar and the nathrezim, and the demons struggled to reverse the debacle.But when Ysera's green dragons flew here, their spells failed, and they just looked at each other.The green dragons closed their eyes and transferred nightmares into the minds of the impressionable wizards.The wizards looked at each other as enemies. They responded immediately.The eredar began killing each other, and the nathrezim happily joined in.Trapped in a dark daydream created by green dragons, these demons slayed each other with such brutality that not even Archimonde could wake them up from their deadly error. There was chaos on the ground, and Alexstrasza flew to where Krasus and the others were standing, where they were all waiting for her.Ysera started flying towards them too, but suddenly, to the astonishment of those on the ground, the guardian dragon's eyes opened wide at the terrifying sight in the middle of the battle.Her beautiful green eyes gleamed intently on the white body. It was Malorne's body. With a wail—not a howl, but a very mournful one—the green dragon flew up to where the stag lay.Then she became enraged, and the demons standing there became her targets.Ysera killed several with one bite, crushed several demons to powder, and finally threw the rest into the air with one huge wing.