Chapter 16 Section Thirteen

The elves - who would also be allies of men - fought alongside him, the more he felt ashamed of his momentary madness.Those thoughts that were being calculated were as terrible as the atrocities committed by the Burning Legion in his time. But Luo Ning couldn't continue to stand there and do nothing... "I'm sorry, Krasus," he murmured, recalling a spell. "I am really sorry." The mage took a deep breath, and stared at the hell beast that was fighting the orc.He recalled a spell that had helped him ward off the Scourge and other brutes of the Burning Legion.There had to be no time for the hellbeast to drain the power of his spell.

Far to his right, Cenarius had begun to mow down the remnants of the enemy.One of the demon's forelimbs cannot move, so it won't last long.With all his strength, Cenarius bent down and lifted the beast over his head, and with a loud roar, he threw it high into the distant forest. Ronin chanted the spell. He hoped to send a gust of wind down among the hellbeasts, give them a break, and let Brox deal with them.However, the final effect achieved far exceeded Luo Ning's expectations. An invisible powerful force caused the air to rotate violently, forming a hurricane and rushing towards the target.The hurricane spread out as it rotated, covering the entire area in a blink of an eye.

As they passed Brox and the night elves, they barely felt it; for the three savage felbeasts, the hurricane was filled with the wrath unleashed by Ronin.The Hellbeast simply didn't have time to react, or let the greedy tentacles work.They are like ants on a hot pan. The hurricane blew, and the hell beast was reduced to ashes.The spell subdues the hellbeasts, and as they are destroyed, some dust particles dissipate from each hellbeast.These once invincible monsters let out a short roar, and were sent to hell. The swamp was filled with silence again. Brox dropped the axe.When he saw this situation, he couldn't believe it, his mouth opened wide.Malfurion stared at his hands, wondering why.He looked at Cenarius instead, thinking about the answer in the demigod's heart.

Luo Ning blinked his eyes several times, trying to convince himself.Not only did he witness the whole event, but it was his own doing.The mage only later recalled the battle with the armored night elves, in which Krasus was poorly disturbed and Rhonin succeeded in a way that had never been done before. But any joy was instantly vanished when the great pain hit his back.He felt as if he had been torn apart, as if his soul had been sucked dry. suck dry?Despite the terrifying ordeal Rhonin faced, he quickly understood what had just happened.Taking advantage of his inattention, another hell beast came quietly from behind, looking for a source of magic to attack.

Rhonin remembered how those wizards were captured by demons.He also remembered those terrible human skins, which were brought back to Dalaran City for investigation. He's going to be another— But no matter what, he had to resist.With his power, he will surely be able to get rid of this parasitic beast! Escape—became the only thought in his painful and weak will; Escape—Ronin just wanted to find a way to get rid of the pain and go to a safe place. In distress, he vaguely heard the voices of orcs and night elves, and he was afraid of bumping into them.The Hellbeast will grow stronger with the magic he sucks from him.

Escape - the only thing Ronin is looking for is to escape, to escape anywhere... Afterwards, the pain dissipated, replaced by a heavy yet relaxing numbness that spread like fire through the body.Ronin gratefully accepted the startling change, allowing the numbness to persist and envelop him completely... Swallow him completely. More than once Tyrande walked through the quiet corridors of the great temple—passing countless rooms and places of public prayer, poking her head into a window of the main entrance.Even though the sun nearly blinded her eyes, she forced herself to search beyond the empty square for things she might have missed.

It didn't take long for her to hear the sound of metal, and the guards were coming.The other night elf's stern expression softened when he recognized her. "Here you go again! Priest of Tyrande, you should stay where you are and get some sleep. You haven't slept in days, and now you're putting yourself on an adventure. Your friends will It's all right. I'm sure of it." The friend the guard said was Illidan.Tyrande was also worried about him, but what really worried the priestess was that when Illidan really came back, he came back with his brother and the orcs tied up.She thought, Illidan would not betray his twin brother.But if Ravencrest really captures the two of them together, Illidan seems to have no other choice.

"It doesn't help what I do. I do feel very disturbed, sister guard. Please forgive me." The guard smiled pityingly and said, "I hope he understands that you care so much about him. Your time to make a choice is approaching, isn't it?" Those words were more disturbing than Tyrande's own.Since the three of them rescued Brox, her thoughts and reactions had clearly shown a preference.But she still couldn't believe it herself, no!She just cared about her childhood friend. That can only be... There came the clunk of rough metal and the hiss of night mounts.Tyrande immediately left the dazed guards and walked towards the steps outside the Moon God Temple.

Ravencrest and his party came to the square in a hurry.Ravencrest looks very relaxed in his cape Now, it can even be said to be happy.But many of his soldiers had solemn expressions, looking at each other from time to time, as if there was some terrible secret. Neither Malfurion nor Brox could be seen. Many soldiers hid far behind Ravencrest, and Illidan was riding proudly on his mount, looking the most proud of them all.If this satisfaction and joy came from not letting his twin brother be caught, then of course Tyrande would understand him. Unknowingly, Tyrande had already walked down the steps and onto the road.Her appearance attracted Ravencrest's attention.He smiled at her kindly, and pointed to Illidan.The bearded commander whispered something in Illidan's whisper, then held up his hand.

His men stopped advancing.Illidan and Ravencrest rode toward her on night sabers. "Well, you are the most lovable and faithful servant of the Mother of the Moon!" the commander exclaimed, "It is so late now, how interesting you are still waiting for us to come back!" He glanced at Illidan, The expression was a little awkward: "It's really interesting, what do you think?" "Yes, my lord." "We've got to make our way to Black Rook Hold, but I figured I could spare some precious time for the two of you, eh?" Ravencrest turned back into the queue, Tyrande's face burning.Illidan dismounted quickly, walked over to her, and took her hand in his own.

"They are safe, Tyrande. Ravencrest has taken me under his command, for we fought a terrible beast, and I protected him! And destroyed the beast with my power!" "Malfurion escaped? Are you sure?" "Of course, of course." He answered her excitedly, but avoided other questions about his brother, "I have found my place, can you understand? The moon guards ignored me, but I eliminated a monster, Killed three moon guards, including a senior wizard." What she wanted to hear was news about Malfurion and the orcs, but Illidan was clearly just reveling in his good fortune.Tyrande was delighted to see him busy himself with the glory and future that the others had expected. "I'm so happy for you. I'm afraid you don't like the pace of Cenarius' teaching. But if you can protect him when Ravencrest's men can't, then—" "You don't understand! I no longer use those slow, annoying spells that my teacher taught me over and over and Malfurion loved. I now use good old night elf witchcraft, even during the day." ! It's so exciting!" He quickly abandoned the druid method, and Tyrande wasn't terribly surprised.On the one hand, she is happy that he can find himself in such a chaotic time; on the other hand, it is also a sign that the twin brothers are going to a different situation.She was already overly worried about Malfurion's worries. Behind Illidan, Ravencrest cleared his throat politely. Malfurion's brother became more animated: "I'm going, Tyrande! I'm going to Black Rook Hold, and then raise a larger army and bring back dead beasts and other corpses!" "Corpse?" It suddenly occurred to her that some moon guards had died because of a monster.But she realized now that only Ravencrest's army had returned.Those wizards who followed Malfurion had been driven out.Tyrande shuddered at the thought—especially at the thought that Malfurion had been there too. "Those creatures will kill almost every soldier who follows them, Tyrande, do you understand?" Illidan's voice was almost cheerful.He didn't even notice the frustration spreading across her face. "The wizard was wiped out quickly, and it did not help the rest. All the warriors were mobilized, but two hell beasts stopped them, and I wiped out one of them with only two simple spells." He His chest rose and fell. "And they're all magic-sucking monsters." Ravencrest coughed again behind him.Illidan quickly took her hand and kissed it lightly.Then let go of Tyrande and got on the mount. "I want to do something for you, to make you feel my worth." Illidan whispered suddenly, "And, soon." After speaking, he turned his head and headed towards Black Rook Castle.Ravencrest patted him twice as a friend, then looked at Tyrande, nodded at her, and blinked. Tyrande, absorbed in what he had just heard, stared blankly as the pair turned back to Black Rook Hold.Illidan looked back one last time before disappearing from the plaza, his golden eyes fixed on her.Tyrande could read the longing in his eyes. She quickly lifted her long skirt and ran back to the temple.The guard who had spoken to her earlier encountered her again. "Forgive me, Priest! I still can't help but want to hear what he had to say. I am sorry for the lives lost without cause, and I wish your friend a bright future! Put Illidan to his service, Raffin Crest must think highly of him. Honestly, it's hard to find a better army, eh?" "No, no, I don't think so." She quickly added, when she realized that she sounded somewhat odd, "Forgive me, unfortunately I'm really tired. I think I should go back to sleep." "I can understand, Priest. At least in your dreams you will be happy." But when Tyrande hurried back to her room, she knew her dreams would never be happy.Indeed, she was glad that Malfurion and Brox had managed to escape.And no one now realizes that the whole thing has anything to do with Malfurion.Tyrande was also happy that Illidan had found his worth, a day she feared at first would never come.What troubled her now was that while Illidan had made a decision concerning the two of them, Tyrande hadn't made it.Malfurion was also thinking about this issue. Of course, it all depended on whether Malfurion could outwit the watchful eyes of the Moon Guard and Ravencrest.If any of them discovered the truth, he would most likely be imprisoned in Black Rook Hold. Locked there, even Illidan may not be able to rescue his brother. Neither trees nor leaves could stop the hell beast from falling from mid-air.The hell beast was thrown into the sky by Cenarius, a half-god and a half-man, but it was powerless and useless. But things are always changeable and full of chance.Cenarius has already thrown the hell beast as far away as possible, logically speaking, it can be regarded as a complete success.Once a hell beast falls on a rock, or mud, or hits a strong oak tree trunk, it will die immediately. However, the place where the king of the forest threw the hell beast turned out to be a pool of water.Moreover, the pool was very deep, so although the hell beast fell down heavily, it hadn't touched the bottom yet. It took a lot of effort for the Hellbeast to rise to the surface and manage to make it to the shore.It has a crippled leg.It moved to the edge of a dark puddle and rested for a few minutes to recover. As soon as the injury improved, the hell beast began to sniff the air desperately, looking for a special smell.When the hell beast locks on to the target it is looking for, its vigilance also increases.It drove itself forward, and the injured body began to move slowly towards the source of the smell.Even though the distance is still far away, the power emanating from the Well of Eternity can still be smelled.Magic to heal it can be found there, and even the forelimbs that have been destroyed are reshaped. Hell beasts are not simple creatures, they are incomparable to Brooks and Ronin.They learn about themselves through war.It is difficult to serve the master of the Burning Legion without some quick-witted beings, the raging eccentrics known as demons of the underworld.Haka knew that the hell beasts were their lackeys. From this lone survivor, the Dog King will learn more about what it takes to survive the Burning Legion... "it's time." The sound of Alexstrasza's return alarmed Krasus.The magician was lost in thought before that, and didn't even feel the passage of time.He really didn't know that he had been waiting for her for a long time. "I'm ready." She bent down and carried him on her neck.Alexstrasza and Krasus walked gracefully through the ancient corridors that left the traces of generations of red dragons, and they soon came to an open area covered by clouds.This is the kingdom of the Red Dragon Clan. There is a breathtaking scene in front of you. The Cangshan Mountain is covered with snow and surrounded by clouds and mist.Krasus understood that the kingdoms of his race were situated among towering mountains.His battered memory recalled vaguely the majesty of the land, the vast valleys marked by snow and time, the unique features of each mountain. He suddenly felt a little dizzy, and the thin air made him unable to sit still.Alexstrasza caught him on his wings so he wouldn't fall. "Maybe it's not good for you," she said, her tone full of concern. At that time, Krasus was about to fall down, and suddenly felt his body suddenly full of strength again. "I'm sure I'm not late." Cleostrasz walked slowly towards his partner, looking at her with his usual eyes.Gonglong himself was also moved, as if suddenly injected with a force.Some of his haggard expression disappeared as he got closer. "You're not too late. Are you up to the journey?" "Until this moment, I thought I might not be, but I seem to be feeling better." His gaze moved back and forth between Alexstrasza and Krasus, as if he guessed the amazing recovery reason, but was unwilling to accept it. Alexstrasza transforms Krasus into her consort.When Krasus touched his younger self, he felt more restored.The direct contact with Cleostrasz almost made him feel more pure. almost. "Have you stabilized your mood?" Gong Long asked him. "Well, I stabilized." Alexstrasza flew forward, spread her wings, and flew out of the corridor.She lowered her body and disappeared into the clouds.Cleostrasz stepped to the edge of the precipice, showed his diminutive passenger an even more frightening expanse, and leaped into the air as well. At first they lowered a few feet, gradually into the clouds, and then Kryostrasz rode the wind and spread his wings to soar.Through the mist, Krasus saw Alexstrasza flying far ahead.However, she is not very fast, which allows a partner to catch up to her quickly. "No problem?" she asked, addressing the two companions.Krasus nodded, and Cleostrasz also gave an affirmative answer.So the Queen of Life just focused on the front and said nothing. The feeling of flying, even sitting on someone else's back, pleases the magician.But he had a hard time accepting the status quo because he had been molded the way he was.He is a dragon!One of the masters of heaven.He should not have succumbed to such a lowly way of being.They flew over the mountains and through the thick clouds covering the tops of the mountains.Krasus's body began to grow cold, but he was too preoccupied to care. After circumventing a steep mountain with extreme grace, the two red dragons descended in a wide valley.Krasus tried to look for something beyond the landscape, but he found nothing.But it seemed to him that they were getting close to their goal. "Hold on!" Cleostrasz yelled. Before Krasus had time to ask why, the red dragon began to descend rapidly.The air began to fluctuate, as if a stone had been thrown into a pool of water.At first Krasus was terrified of the strange things that would bring him back to this age again, but he found his mount's head shaking restlessly with eagerness.