Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

However, Garen did not take it lightly. With the technology of the Burning Legion, dying and coming back to life again was no big deal. It would only take a few minutes to resurrect Xavius.

"If you find a heroic spirit, do you want to collect it?"

This hint just flashed through Jialin's mind and then disappeared!

This is the first time this has happened in many years.

The last special situation occurred was when Garen did not collect the heroic spirit after killing Gul'dan. Later it was discovered that the soul was preserved in the soul stone made by Gul'dan himself after his death.

With the experience of Gul'dan that time, Garen has guessed that Xavius's spirit must have been preserved in advance by some means!

The most likely possibility is the work of the Burning Legion.

Since you can be resurrected, I can't keep your body.

A red light flashed on Garin's hand, and a huge fireball was condensing.

At this time he found someone whispering in his ear. Perhaps he, like Malfurion, was attacked by the will of Sargeras.

However, Garen was not as miserable as Malfurion just now. Garen had too many protective gears on his body, plus the protection of the Heart of Origin, which offset 99% of the mental temptation, leaving only ordinary language entering his ears.

Ignoring the mental attack, the fireball in Garin's hand took shape. He pushed the fireball with his palm and hit Savis.

Xavius's body exploded instantly, with flames still burning on the fragments flying in the air. The upper elves under Xavius ​​saw that their powerful leader was gone, and they lost all their fighting spirit and fled.

A fierce look flashed across Garin's eyes. He did not want to let go of these upper-class elven wizards who were helping the evil. Moreover, they had seen his sneak attack. Although he was not afraid of being recognized in his black cloak, the dead could keep secrets better.

He is not afraid of being marked by the Burning Legion now, as long as Azshara does not suspect him. Now his identity as the prince of the high elves is still of some use.

Garin took out a pile of wooden spears and put them on his back, then began to chase.

After Xavius ​​died, Malfurion, who had broken free from his restraints, was exhausted. He watched Garen begin to clear out the enemies around him, and he could only use his arms to support his body with difficulty to stand up. Now is not the time to relax, as there is one last thing that must be done.

Malfurion struggled to gather the magic power in his body, and the storm and thunder destroyed the seal that Xavius ​​had worked so hard to establish.

The blockade of the Well of Eternity has been lifted!

Malfurion was still not satisfied at this time. He saw that the demons and high elves around him were all cleaned out by Garen. He could not waste this opportunity. His eyes were fixed on the round hole above the Well of Eternity!

That is the portal connecting Azeroth and a base of the Burning Legion. The powerful gathering of magic has made the portal substantial!

Malfurion gritted his teeth and continued to draw the natural force from his body. His idea was simple. The master of the Burning Legion on the other side of the portal was watching him. With his current ability, he could not completely destroy the portal, but he could destroy the portal and delay the arrival of the Burning Legion!

The voice of the Demon Lord came again in Malfurion's head, asking him to give up attacking the portal and surrender to him.

The druid gritted his teeth and endured the pressure. The drain of magic power made his body more and more exhausted. At this moment, he felt a cool feeling on the top of his head. It was his two newly grown antlers that were feeding him the power of nature.

The powerful force of nature summoned lightning and strong winds, washing over the precious magic circle that maintained the portal beside the Well of Eternity.

Lightning bolts struck the center of the round hole one after another, forcing the demons that had just emerged from the portal to flee. They fell into the Well of Eternity and were instantly swallowed and assimilated by the high concentration of magic power!

boom!

The magic circle and surrounding buildings collapsed in the storm, and the portal began to shrink from more than five meters wide to the size of a rat hole!

"Ant! You actually ruined my plan! You can't escape from my grasp!"

Malfurion felt a powerful suction pulling at his spirit, and just before he was about to be pulled into the portal by the Demon King, Garen finally appeared!

He jumped in front of the extremely small portal and used the crystal that had imprisoned Malfurion before to put him in again.

"No! Damn it!"

There was a thunder-like explosion in Garin's ears. It was the angry roar of Sargeras.

Then the powerful suction force was transferred to Garin, and Garin was pulled five meters in without warning!

A large amount of building debris, mud and rain were flying into the portal.

Seeing that he was about to be pulled into the portal, Garin immediately ran out with two flashes, and then jumped out with a heroic leap. This was probably the farthest jump he had made in the past twenty years!

"Bye bye!"

Garin threw his cloak behind him and left Garhara without looking back!

…………

Suramar, in the Moon Chamber in the Temple of the Moon.

Malfurion was lying on a blanket, his head resting on Tyrande's lap. The priestess had been worried for two days, and these two days had made her realize her own heart. Her feelings were for Malfurion, not Illidan.

"Great Moon Goddess Elune, please forgive me for disturbing your sleep! Your devout believer asks you to bring Malfurion back to me!!"

Tyrande wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked up at the sky.

At this time, under the moonlight, a tall figure walked out of the darkness.

Tyrande recognized him immediately!

"Cenarius! Great Shandu!" Tyrande exclaimed!

Cenarius clenched his fists and slowly walked towards them. The priests in the Moon Temple made way for him.

Cenarius bent his front legs in front of Malfurion and Tyrande, half-knelt down, and gently touched Malfurion's forehead with his palm.

"My disciple is so lucky to have someone like this holding him in his arms."

"I...no...I, we have been good friends since childhood." Tyrande blushed.

The God of Nature smiled and said nothing more, letting the younger generation solve their own problems.

"Please help Malfurion! He has not moved for two days!" Tyrande begged the God of Nature to save his disciple.

"That's why I came here! Malfurion used the blessing I gave him after what he went through," Cenarius said with a gentle smile on his bearded face. "I used the blessing to find Malfurion, who was confused and lost at the time, in the Emerald Dream, and brought him back."

Cenarius opened his clenched hands, and a ball of green light floated up, flew to Malfurion's forehead, and then merged with him.

The night elf's fingers in Tyrande's arms moved involuntarily.

Then Malfurion suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up!

"Galin! You bastard!"