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The demigod Cenarius handed the ax to the orc: "It is yours."

The orc's eyes widened, and he fiddled with the gift back and forth to test its weight. "The balance is perfect! It feels like part of my arm! But it is made of wood, like a toy. Steel,

The best steel should be used!”

"No." The King of the Forest interrupted him and said, "This battle ax has been blessed by me. Warrior, take it and witness the power of nature. You will find that it is stronger than any weapon you have ever used.

Solid. You can trust me on that."

Brooks once again fiddled with the newly acquired weapon in his hand, doubtful.

The wailing in the forest became stronger and stronger, and the enemy was approaching. The three men were ready to face the enemy.

When the first Cerberus rushed into their sight, the half-god and half-human Cenarius was the first to fight. There was thunder and lightning in the sky. The sound of his stamping feet shook the earth and even slightly cracked it. He put his hands together,

Circles and circles of vines sprouted from his arms.

Cerberus jumped towards Cenarius, scratching him with its claws, trying to suck his magic power. But in mid-air, thorns suddenly rushed out of the ground and directly pierced it.

The hell beasts were approaching Brox, getting closer and closer. The orcs roared at the two guys, making one of them tremble slightly. The orcs took advantage of this moment of hesitation and pinched their opponents desperately. The one with

The magic ax penetrated deeply into the Cerberus's body, cutting off its front legs as easily as cutting through the air. Filthy green blood splashed out from the Cerberus's body and flowed onto the grass, corroding the vegetation like acid.

The injured hellbeast let out a scream and fell to the side, but its accomplices continued to attack and crashed into the orc. Brox tried his best to stand up, trying to use the ax handle to break out of the encirclement. He smashed the ax into the monster.

chest.

The Cerberus's movements did not slow down at all. It pressed on Brox, and its huge body prevented the orc from moving.

Malfurion was also attacked, and the hellhound was eagerly approaching him with its tentacles. Malfurion concentrated. Cenarius had taught him to see nature as a weapon and a companion. The night elf was trying to follow his mentor's ideas.

think.

The night elf summoned a whirlwind in his heart and quickly surrounded the Cerberus. The powerful tentacles of the Cerberus swayed desperately, looking for magic. But Malfurion did not use magic. In fact, he did not know magic.

The power of nature. Malfurion waved his right hand and asked for leaves from the surrounding trees. Hundreds of leaves fell from the towering tree crowns. Malfurion continued to introduce the newly fallen leaves into the whirlwind. In this whirlwind

Inside, the strong leaves cut through the flesh of the Cerberus, making it impossible for them to get close.

Leaves were continuously injected into the whirlwind, spinning faster and faster, and the number was increasing. At first, the Cerberus did not pay attention to these leaves, because it was not much hindered. But when a sharp leaf edge cut its nose

Afterwards, blood flowed out.

The enraged demon hit the offending leaves vigorously, and unexpectedly many wounds appeared on its palms, legs, and torso. In addition, in panic, the Cerberus hurt itself. The whirlwind was now a hundred times stronger, roaring.

The edges of the fallen leaves were like sharp blades, cutting the demons open at every turn. Green muddy juice overflowed from the demons' bodies, soaking their fur and even blurring their sight.

Cenarius continued to struggle with the beast that attacked him. The demon's cries of ghosts and wolf howls matched the soul-stirring roar of the King of the Forest. He grabbed the forefoot of the Cerberus that had come to the door and easily broke his bones. The demon's madness

It screamed, and its tentacles were in great pain, swinging wildly.

Brox and the hellbeast fought fiercely, and the orc was about to be crushed. Even though he had two opponents, the experienced orc was still fighting hard.

Malfurion noticed that he was struggling and chanted a spell.

A gust of wind was dropped among the hellhounds to give them a showdown, and then Brox was asked to deal with them. However, the final effect far exceeded Malfurion's expectations.

An invisible powerful force causes the air to rotate violently, forming a hurricane and rushing towards the target. The hurricane spreads while rotating, covering the entire area in the blink of an eye.

He felt almost nothing as he passed through Brox. To the hellhounds, the hurricane was filled with the fury of nature. They had no time to react, no time for their greedy tentacles to act. They were like

It's an ant on a hot pot.

The hurricane blew and the hell beasts turned into ashes. The power of the druid conquered the hell beasts. When they were destroyed, some dust particles dissipated from each hell beast. These once invincible monsters issued a

After a brief roar, he was sent to hell.

The woodland was filled with silence again.

Brox dropped his axe. When he saw this, he was in disbelief and opened his mouth. Malfurion stared at his hand, wondering how it could happen. He turned to Cenarius, wondering

Answer.

Cenarius was about to answer. Suddenly, a voice in his ear interrupted him.

"There's another enemy!"

The Druid's attention was suddenly brought back, and he found a hell beast attacking him. However, as some vague spells sounded, the body of this terrible hound slowly shriveled up.

The demigod grabbed Malfurion's arm and lifted him up with an astonishing force. "The more you believe in the forest, the more powerful you will be."

The druid had no time to think about this sentence. At this time, a group of hell beasts suddenly appeared in the woods. It was roughly estimated that the number of enemies and us was ten to one. Their targets were orcs and druids.

Cenarius chanted a few short spells. Some pointed thorns suddenly emerged from the ground and grew to the height of a night elf.

The three-headed hellhound was pierced by sharp stones and let out a howl. But other demons were gradually approaching.

Cenarius once again used his strength, and the thick branches full of leaves stretched downwards, hooking four hellhounds at once, and then pulled them into the dense canopy. After struggling for a few times, there was no movement.

Malfurion didn't know what happened to these unfortunate creatures, but they must have disappeared forever.

The rest of the trees simply stretched out their branches and attacked the charging Burning Legion in time. One hellhound was tripped and fell helplessly to the ground; another was severely beaten without any defense.

It hit hard.

Despite this, those hellhounds still kept coming toward them. These vicious dogs were slowly approaching, their eyes full of greed. It was obvious that they were hungry.

A thunderous roar echoed in the forest. Malfurion looked back and saw a terrifying guy - a huge man with horns on his head and fire in his eyes. He was beating those who failed with a terrifying whip.

Cerberus. This newly appeared guy was taller than the other demons, and others would give way to him. Malfurion felt that he should be the leader of these demons.

To Malfurion's surprise, the demon did not whip out the second whip immediately, but said to Cenarius in a hissing voice: "Demigod, come and see the power of the Burning Legion!"

Cenarius coughed and cleared his throat: "I am Cenarius, the guardian of this forest, and I ask you to leave this land immediately!"

Thinking of the little confrontation with Archimonde, Malfurion couldn't help but shudder, so he agreed with the magician's point of view. He could almost imagine how the demons would treat their prisoners, especially those who

The person who had always hindered them everywhere, so he said: "We will never surrender!"

The demon's flaming eyes flashed angrily. He raised his whip and swung it several times. Every time it hit the ground, a streak of flames was released.

"Guardian, you are seeking your own death! Hand over that night elf and that orc, and I will give you a chance to survive."

The demigod stood firm and stared at the demon leader, hiding murderous intent. "Unlike you, they are my guests. Get out of here quickly, otherwise the anger of the forest will be merciless."

Malfurion walked to the mentor's side and said, "No matter what happens, we are with you, Grand Master."

The demon leader sneered and kept waving the whip in his hand.

"If I guess correctly," Brooks muttered, "he should be Hakkar, the Dog King. My brother Varok once defeated him!"

Hakkar in the distance couldn't help laughing loudly, like the roar of thousands of enraged poisonous snakes. He raised his finger to Cenarius, and all the hellhounds rushed towards the demigod.

Countless night saber cavalry suddenly poured into the battlefield from all directions. Before the demons could react, the cavalry's mounts had knocked several enemies to the ground.

Malfurion was stunned. It took him a while to realize that these people were not troops from the palace, nor from the Black Crow Fortress. They were all women! People from the Sisters of Elune.

For the first time, Malfurion saw Tyrande engaged in battle. Many carried long curved swords, while others carried short bows, shooting arrow after arrow with alacrity.

Many hell beasts were poked into hedgehogs and fell to the ground. The priestess waved the weapon calmly like a warrior, raising the knife and dropping it. A hell dog was dead and its head was missing. Two night sabers jumped on another hell beast, and from there

The two sides kept tearing apart its body, leaving a bloody corpse in the end.

When Malfurion was about to call Tyrande, he saw Hakkar rushing over. The priestess completely ignored the dog king and his whip approaching quietly. Seeing that the whip was about to wrap around her throat, the night saber under her crotch

Inadvertently moving to the side, the whip did not lock her throat, but tied her hands. Then the dog king pulled hard and pulled Tyrande off the mount.

"Careful!" Malfurion yelled and rushed towards her.

Brox chopped down a demon, "Elf, it's dangerous out there!"

Malfurion only had Tyrande in his eyes. He rushed towards the target and jumped towards Hakkar. The druid's vigorous pounce had no effect in front of the dog king's huge body, but this blow did make the demon

With his attention distracted, the whip that was tightly wrapped around Tyrande loosened, and the priestess fell gently to the ground.

"Reptile!" the dog king cursed, grabbed the druid by the shoulders, and threw him to the ground. Then he whipped him with a whip, and Malfurion screamed in pain, which reached his bones.

The dog king whipped him a second time, and for a third time, Malfurion felt like he was about to lose consciousness!

"I will gladly taste the blood from your skull." Haka sneered and added another whip.

The terrible beast raised its whip again.

Malfurion stretched out his hand to cover himself. He felt no pain, but he heard Hakkar's scream. He opened his eyes and found that the hand of the dog king that wielded the whip had been cut off.

The demon leader held his bloody wound and retreated.

The druid didn't realize that there was another person beside him, and that person looked at Hakkar and stretched out a palm towards him.

‘Is he an ally?’ Malfurion thought and touched his savior’s hand.

‘It’s so cold!’ The Druid stood up and discovered that this man’s eyes were blood red. Hakkar’s arms were under his feet, and the sword in his hand was stained with blood.

"Kill him!"

Malfurion recovered from his daze, and his first priority now was to repel the enemy. He looked up at the sky, and the dense clouds gave him a glimmer of hope.

'The more you believe in the forest, the more powerful you are.'

The druid took a deep breath and began to guide. The clouds in the sky rolled and turned into a black mass angrily. The dark clouds rumbled, and lightning fell from the sky, accurately hitting the huge demon.

Haka let out a roar of pain, his whole body was immersed in the dazzling light, and he opened his arms as if he wanted to embrace the beam of light that destroyed him. The cry was loud.
To be continued...