Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

As Garin approached, he could already see the group of hellhounds drooling green, which was extremely disgusting.

With the greatsword in his hand, Garin swung it down and ripped open a flying hellhound from underneath. Then Garin used the sword to swing the hellhound's body and knocked another hellhound away.

At this time, another hellhound swooped down from Garin's right side, but was hit in the vitals by two arrows in mid-air and died in mid-air.

Although Sylvanas and Alleria were supporting Garin from behind, two hellhounds still surrounded him and bit the night saber leopard under Garin's crotch.

The Night Blade Leopard felt pain and its ferocity was aroused. It bit a hellhound that was attacking it with its two long fangs, and Garin took the opportunity to kill the other one.

At this time, Garin and his men had already eliminated seven hellhounds, but there were too many of them, and Garin estimated that at least half of them were left.

The death of their companion did not scare off these low-level demons, but instead made them serious.

After a few low growls, they exerted their collective strength with their hind legs and rushed towards Garin like crazy!

Fly!

This group of hellhounds possess simple wisdom and there is a hint of excitement in their eyes. With so many brothers coming together, there will always be a dog that can bite you!

Garin smiled!

His body suddenly swelled twice in size, then he took out a big sword again, then twisted his body, and swung the two big swords fiercely, drawing a series of strong whirlwinds with Garin as the center!

The friction between Garin's greatsword and the air made a sharp whistling sound, and the hellhounds cooperated well and rushed into the whirlwind, followed by blooming green blood flowers that scattered all over the sky.

The piles of hellhound corpse fragments scattered around Garin formed a horrific hell of corpses, shocking the heart of the druid ancestor.

The power of the gods + windmills in group battles is so terrifying.

But Malfurion and Brox were not so lucky. As a druid who was good at casting spells, Malfurion's attack spells were like tickling the hellhounds and had no lethality.

As a result, the hellhound that escaped the blockade of the Windrunner sisters' arrows quickly approached Malfurion and pounced on him!

Just as the hellhound was about to pounce on Malfurion, Brox beside him came to his senses, jumped on the back of the Nightsaber Panther and flew towards the hellhound.

The hell beast wanted to knock Malfurion down with its claws, but was intercepted by Brox in mid-air. The two men wrestled with each other, and the two heavy bodies fell to the ground and rolled several times.

"Oh!"

After landing, Brooks punched the hellhound hard on the nose. The fist as big as a casserole broke the hellhound's nose. Dark green sticky liquid flowed out of its mouth and nose, and it whimpered in pain.

Brooks was also trying to endure the severe pain in his fist, regretting deeply that he was in such a hurry to escape just now that he didn't think of asking his lord for a suitable weapon!

The hellhound in his arms struggled violently. Just when Brooks was about to let go, he felt the grass beneath him wriggling, and four or five thick thorns stretched out and tied up the hellhound tightly.

Seeing this, Brooks seized the opportunity and strangled the hellhound's neck with his strong arms!

The hellhound struggled violently, and its tentacles touched the vines that bound its limbs, and the vines actually began to wither!

It's its talent to devour magic!

Malfurion's face was solemn, and he had to add new vines again until Brox broke the hellhound's neck!

At this moment, Malfurion was wondering whether he should also practice some martial arts in his spare time?

"Let's go, keep on going! There may be more than a dozen of these things. We must leave here before we are surrounded."

Garin raised his hand and cast a rejuvenation spell on his Night Blade Leopard to heal its front paw that had just been bitten by the Hellhound. This leopard was quite ferocious, and would dare to bite anything if provoked.

As they continued to run, Malfurion asked Brox, "Brox, do you know these monsters?"

"Hellhounds are pets domesticated by the Burning Legion. Their vitality and strength are not outstanding, but they are numerous and have a talent for targeting spellcasters. They can cast spells to block and devour magic. At the same time, their skin has excellent magic resistance. They are an absolute nemesis of spellcasters."

After hearing this, Malfurion nodded in agreement. His natural spell just now had no effect on the hellhound, which really left him helpless.

This further determined Malfurion to learn some physical attack methods!

At this moment, there was a dense sound of footsteps coming from the woods behind them. Unlike the chaotic footsteps of the hellhounds, Garin heard that they were the subtle footsteps of the night blade leopards.

"Suramar's pursuers are coming!"

Jialin reminded, "There are at least hundreds of them!"

It was almost dawn at this time. Once the sun came out, the pursuing night elves would not be able to see their target clearly, which would help them escape.

But judging from the weather, it would take at least half an hour. If the Moon Guards caught up with them at this time, it would be difficult for them to win with five against a hundred.

Most importantly, Malfurion does not want to cause casualties among the night elves!

Hey!

If this were the end of the world, Garen would be the first to kill Malfurion.

"Shiva, Aure, you escort Malfurion and Brox to Cenarius Grove." Garin thought for a moment and said, "I'll lead the pursuers away!"

"But... it's too dangerous for you to go alone!" Alleria and Sylvanas were unhappy.

"I think the roads ahead are all blocked by hellhounds. Malfurion is at a disadvantage against hellhounds. I need your help!"

"And this group of puppies can't pose a threat to me. With the scroll, it will be easy for us to reunite. Be obedient!"

After Garin finished speaking, he took out a battle axe and threw it to Brooks.

"Blood Roar?"

“Imitation!”

Garin generously admitted that it was a copycat weapon.

"Roar!"

Sure enough, a hellhound came over smelling the blood of its companion!

"Come on!"

After Garin finished speaking, without waiting for them to react, he patted Sylvanas and Alleria's Nightblade Panthers, driving them to continue running westward.

After they ran away, Garen raised his hand and cast a blizzard, erasing all traces of Malfurion and his men entering the forest. Then he took out a rope and found a few relatively intact hellhound corpses, and dragged them towards the north with the night saber leopards.

Such obvious traces can be noticed by the Suramar pursuers behind as long as they are not blind!