Chapter 32 Section thirty-two

Malfurion had no time to worry about the disk, because at this moment a bat-monster suddenly landed on Ysera.The bat bit into her shoulder, and the green dragon roared in pain.Malfurion slid aside, avoiding the form of the giant beast. Suddenly, a sword came down on his head, almost hitting his ear. "Cunning little fool!" Varothen hissed, swung his weapon, and thrust again, this time cutting a gash in Malfurion's face.Varosen withdrew the sword in his hand, ready to strike again. "Next, I'll let your head move!" Druid thrust his hand into his pocket.He knew what he was looking for and prayed he would find it.He finally found what he was looking for, and immediately regained his confidence, he took out the seeds.

The captain of the Valothen guard adjusted his posture and laughed viciously.This cruel elf really deserves to be the subordinate of the demon army. Just as the blade fell, Malfurion threw the seed into the bat's mouth. Immediately, the bat monster twitched all over.The sword point that was aimed directly at the druid's throat, but only drew a shallow blood red mark on his collarbone.Malfurion grunted in pain, but managed to keep his balance, staying on top of the red dragon. Flame light suddenly shot from the mouth of Varosen's mount.The captain of the guard tried to maintain control, but to no avail.The bats flew up and down in the air, screaming again and again.

After a while, the whole body of the bat exploded violently, shooting bursts of flames. Malfurion had used the seed's inherent heat in battle.Since there were only a few seeds left in the bag, he hadn't thought of using it here, as such seeds probably wouldn't be of much use here.Only because the shadow bat happened to be right on top of them did the night elf make sure the seed hit its target - the enemy's throat. The explosion was so bright that Malfurion could only look away.He heard Varothen yelling, but couldn't make out what he was saying. With a final howl, the burned monster disappeared from sight.

Malfurion gasped heavily, clutching Ysera tightly.The green dragon couldn't help the druid at all, because another bat appeared in her sight.The druid held onto the green dragon tightly, trying to regain his composure.He felt a sting at the wound, and he grew even more frustrated at the thought of not getting the disc yet. Suddenly, there was a piercing pain in his calf.Malfurion screamed in pain and almost fell off the top, blood trickling into his boots.He kicked recklessly at his attacker, his tear-filled eyes looking at the calf and his attacker. I saw Varothen tightly clutching the back of Ysera's body.The scarred officer grabbed the dragon scale and climbed up, still humming.Clenched in his mouth was the curved dagger that was responsible for Malfurion's new pain.Blood dripped from Malfurion's leg onto the captain's pointed chin, but he didn't notice it.

How Varothen managed to catch Ysera after his mount fell from the sky, Malfurion did not know, but once again he underestimated the officer's abilities.He kicked at the opponent desperately again, but the captain of the guard easily dodged.While Ysera fought the Bat-Monster, Malfurion could only hold on to the green dragon, while the battle-hardened Varothen deftly crawled towards his foe.He squinted at Malfurion like an animal waiting to be slaughtered. The Druid stretched out his hand into the bag, and at the same time, Varothen stretched out his left hand. "Ah!" A flash of red blinded Malfurion's eyes.Only then did he remember that the captain of the guard still knew a little bit of magic.But it was too late, the captain's spell was not enough to pose a real threat, but enough to kill an unsuspecting enemy eventually.

Malfurion raised his other hand, trying to block the enemy's attack.At this time, a bulky body with metallic luster rushed towards him, it was Varoson's body.The druid could feel the warm breath exhaled by the other party. "The Light of Light will reward me for this!" the captain of the guard yelled arrogantly, "Mannoroth was tricked by you! Archimonde was also tricked by you! A boring person like you is more important than them!" Cunning! They are the commanders of Lord Sargeras! Hmph! If I kill you, I will not only be favored by the Queen, but also by Sargeras! I will become Lord Varothen!"

"Sargeras wants to destroy Kalimdor, not remake it!" Malfurion snapped, trying to restore his foe's sanity. "Of course! I've known this for a long time! Hmph! Why should I care about this small piece of land? As long as I can serve the queen and lead the army in her name, I don't care where I am! Maybe Sargeras And make me his Supreme Commander! For that purpose, and for Azshara's favor, I'm happy to see Kalimdor reduced to ruins!" Varosen has completely lost his mind.Malfurion was filled with righteous indignation, resentful that his people could talk so happily about the destruction of everything, especially the world that gave birth to them.This was contrary to what Cenarius had taught him and Malfurion's own beliefs.

"Kalimdor is our life, the root of our existence!" the druid shouted, his anger growing uncontrollable, "We are a part of her, just like trees, lakes and rocks. We are her children! You are killing the mother who raised us!" As he spoke, his forehead suddenly began to glow. "You poor wretch! We only live on one small rock, and there are many, many more! Kalimdor is nothing! With the Burning Army and my Queen, I will travel through thousands of worlds, All these worlds will be crushed by our iron hooves! Power, Druid! Power is my life, do you understand?" Varothen said, freeing the hand holding the dagger from Malfurion's grasp , "If the fact that Kalimdor is about to be destroyed bothers you so much, let me send you to the afterlife to meet the first shadow!"

Malfurion was furious to the brim.His eyes were burning with anger, and he stared fiercely at Varothen. "Don't you want power? Then feel the power of the world you want to betray, captain of the guard!" A force flowed naturally throughout the druid's body like fresh blood.He felt power rushing into him...power from Kalimdor.Kalimdor itself is not sentient, but the world is teeming with life, finally fighting back against the enemy through Malfurion. A burst of blue light suddenly shot out from the druid's body and shot at Varothen's chest. Varosen let out a scream, was hit into the air by a huge force, and the dagger fell out of his hand.The captain of the guard flew helplessly high above the Well of Eternity.At this moment, this blue light not only shone on Varosen's body, but also passed through his body.His flesh, his organs, and his skeleton are clearly visible under his glowing armor.Varosen screamed sharply, the skin on his head was transparent and shiny, and the skull was clearly visible.

Varothen had already abandoned everything in Kalimdor... Now through Malfurion, Kalimdor had abandoned him.The captain of the guard was still shrouded in blue light, which formed an arc above the Well of Eternity, fell towards the center of the huge vortex below, and then disappeared immediately. Like the infernal assault on the people of Suramar, Varo'then's remains plunged into the ever-reinforcing portal. The power that had poured into Malfurion disappeared immediately.He felt somewhat disappointed, but at the same time he was relieved that the world hadn't become helpless.Still hanging from Ysera's back, he looked down to where Varothen had fallen.

"Let's see if the leader of the Burning Legion will reward you now, Captain..." Suddenly, the green dragon shook and almost made him fall with Varothen.While Ysera had ripped out one bat's throat, another was tearing at her wing. Malfurion scrambled to sit still, then took a little ointment he had prepared from another pocket.The ointment was made from selected medicinal herbs. Although the druid had tried this ointment on the battlefield, he had no idea whether its medicinal properties could help a giant dragon like Ysera. After Malfurion applied the ointment to the base of her wings, he was surprised to find that the effect was far better than he had imagined.After he touched a tiny amount of the ointment, the medicinal power quickly spread throughout the entire wing.The tear on Ysera's wing healed quickly and was intact, not a single scar remained. "I feel alive again!" growled the Phantasmal King, tearing a bat to shreds.Ysera turned her head to Malfurion.Even though his eyelids were closed, he could feel her looking at him affectionately. "Cenarius has taught you a lot—" she broke off, opening her eyes abruptly, but then closing them again, "but it may be mostly due to your connection to nature. Yes, indeed. That's it..." The druid noticed Ysera cast a quick glance at his forehead instead of his eyes.He reached up his hand... and saw that the bump on his forehead was now three inches long. He has antlers on his head like his teacher. Before he could think about it, there was an earth-shattering roar, which even overwhelmed the loud noise of the storm. Deathwing fell from the storm clouds. The black dragon rushed towards the impenetrable magic again.His body continued to burst into flames, because the armor hadn't completely sealed the cracks in his body.His eyes were wide open, and he rushed towards the Demon Soul with such speed that Malfurion was dumbfounded. The air around the disc suddenly crackled, and bright yellow and red lights flickered, warning outsiders of the power attached to the black dragon's stolen masterpiece.Malfurion felt a new power at work, one that permeated the magic matrix to increase the protection of the Demon Soul.