Warcraft novel series

Time is passing quickly, but no one knows what price Cenarion, to which the druid belongs, paid for this war. The busy Xavier seemed to have returned to his position as a doctor in Darrow County, constantly changing dressings and tying bandages for various injuries. Although he had been seriously injured, the World Tree, which is the origin of life, has a resilience beyond all life, and the bone-deep scars healed quickly in one day. Although it sounds incredible, this kind of thing really happens. Ivina, who was not injured, and the druids who were still healthy formed a temporary defense system. They will be responsible for maintaining the safety of this temporary position. Although there are still many fire elements to harass, due to their source Leili With the fall of Lord Os, the fire elements who were no longer infinite in number finally could no longer sustain the huge war of attrition.

Month after month, a full three months, Jidwin rested in bed. Let a dwarf addicted to fighting rest for such a long time. You can imagine how serious his injury was, penetrating through the shoulder blade. If the stalagmite were moved a little further, this respectable dwarf would have to go to the Pantheon to report to the gods. But he was lucky enough to have Voss chatting with him non-stop. Of course, Gidwin might not be willing to do that.

While Gidwin's wounds were opening, Voss sent his and Gidwin's weapons to Dalaran, where the archmage personally blessed them with magic powerful enough to cause damage to lord-level elements. Because he knew that the battle against Ragnaros would start sooner or later. Without complete preparation, it would be just a meaningless waste.

At the end of the third month, when Gidwin could finally no longer lie in bed and endure the groans of illness, the ancient demigod Cenarius came back. The ancient demigod who finally recovered from the huge injury was inevitably mentally disturbed. Fatigue, such a trauma cannot be recovered by just a few months of rest. Relying on the pure source of the Emerald Dream to heal, he just managed to suture the wound, but the inner pain did not heal so quickly.

But he couldn't wait any longer. The Fire King's changes were so big that even the Emerald Dream could feel them. He couldn't wait any longer. The day of the expedition came, and a large number of alliance troops crowded the temporary Druids' position. They came to guard the camp for the Druids. The real battle still relied on the Druids who had been severely damaged.

There is a river of fire leading to the Fire Castle, and a huge fire demon guards in front of him. For tens of thousands of years, no one could trample on his dignity, and this place became a pure land for him and his men to continue to guard.

But not now. He and his tribe will face the most severe challenge, the combined army led by Malfurion."You have offended the dignity of the Fire King, accept the punishment, humble mortals." The Flame Nightmare with a pair of gorgeous wings swung the giant sword gorgeously and rushed towards the combined Druid army. He does have pride, and his sharp sword poses a big challenge to the Druid army, but in the face of many strong men, it is only a matter of time before he falls.

His gorgeous appearance was just like his gorgeous fall. The fallen flame demon merged with the dust. The bridge leading to Saffron Castle appeared immediately as he fell. When the golden bridge appeared out of thin air over the flame river leading to Saffron Castle, the shining color of the golden ornate ore was dazzling. Head. At this moment, a voice sounded. It was like a roar from hell with the smell of violent flames."You finally came to my teacher, just in time to let you see the results of my new research." That was the voice of

Staghelit, and also Staghelit. A challenge to Malfurion. There was wildness and disdain in his voice, as if the three months of waiting had made the conspirator impatient. Passing through the exquisite bridge made of source minerals, what greeted the Druid army was a flash of dazzling red. Standing at the front is Fandral Staghelm, the Lord of Fire Druid, a disciple of Malfurion and the gatekeeper of Ragnaros, Lord of Fire. Beside him are two stone lions made of lava, and behind him are a large group of flame druids.

Shaking the dazzling flame-burning armor on his body, Lu Helmet showed an evil smile,"You know, I have been waiting for a long time. Of course, this reason is caused by me." Lu Helmet smiled proudly and looked at the silence behind him. The silent Flame Druid then said to Malfurion,"Don't try to redeem them. Each of them has a seed of fire planted in their bodies. If I win, they will all be safe. If I fall, , then the Fire Seed will explode, so many people will be buried with me, wouldn’t it be a joy?"

Facing such a cruel Staghelm’s provocation, Malfurion showed a helpless smile."I know that losing your only son is a big blow to you, but you have to know that no one can live in the past forever. I thought you could wake up, my disciple."

When it comes to his son, Lu Helm could no longer remain calm, and he roared hysterically,"No! You are so wrong. Without your appointment, how could I have lost my beloved Valastan in the Battle of Quicksand? If it weren't for you and me, My son will come back to me again. The King of Dream Demons gave me everything, but you killed him. You, only you are the culprit of all this! You monster with antlers, just like your brother, you You are all freaks, death will be your only way out!"

Faced with Staghelit who fell into madness, Malfurion chose to remain silent. What he should blame himself most for was not taking good care of Staghelit's disciple. Falling into a deep sleep in the Emerald Dream for a long time, Malfurion gained spiritual balance but lost consideration for human nature. When Staghelm planted the second World Tree in order to gain immortality, he knew in his dream that this tree, which had not been blessed by the dragon, was destined to bring nightmares to the night elves.

And this nightmare is the Nightmare King Xavius, the source of Staghelm's corruption. If it hadn't been for him, Staghelm would not have been tempted by the power of Ragnaros, the Lord of Fire. But in the final analysis, the source of all this still lies with himself. If he had not fallen into a long sleep, then the next thing would not have happened. Malfurion did not want to shirk his responsibility.

But what he has to do now is to stop Staghelm from letting his former disciple continue to make mistakes. So he stood up."If the source of your corruption is me, then let us put an end to it." Looking at Malfurion who was gradually approaching, Staghelm showed a look of disdain, and his voice was grinding like flames. The madness that the flame gave him strength."You are no longer qualified, my teacher. Let me play with you with the flame beast I made recently. I hope you won't disappoint me."

The two flame beasts squatting quietly next to Deer Helmet were now being violently blasted by the flames. The package rushed towards Malfurion as if it had found fresh food. The green vines condensed in Malfurion's hands and gradually turned into a hard black. After retreating to dodge the attack of the first flame beast, the sword condensed from the hard black plants stabbed the second. The only coming flame beast. After a roar of metallic friction, the flame beast that dared to collide with Malfurion's plant sword flew backwards, but obviously he was not injured as much as he should have been. He got up and shook the broken stones on his body again. Rushed forward.

Being entangled by two flame beasts was a shame for the Druid King Malfurion, especially since this shame came from his former disciple Staghelm."Master, your long sleep has reduced your skills to such an extent. You really let me down." Staghelm's mocking ignited Malfurion's fighting spirit, and he completed the second dodge by relying on his body's instinct. But he was still a little slower, and was struck by a flame beast at the corner of his clothes, and the fluffy feathered shoulder armor was burnt. After rolling on the spot, Malfurion pressed one hand on the ground, and sharp vines protruded instantly, tightly binding the flame beast that wanted to continue biting. At this time, Malfurion, who could not move, had to face the attack of another flame beast.