Stratholme God

Chapter 591 Thinking of a Good Idea (2 More)
This……

Malfurion had such a pain in the ass.

To be reasonable, there are three to start with.

The point is that their great lord Hawk* Xingchen kicked Harveys' magic disorder into a state of autism, then Malfurion's brother Illidan made up the knife, and finally he ended up with a bear's ass.

If MacDonald was replaced by Malfurion, he would definitely shout with a voice like a broken gong: "It's a bear who killed you. What's the matter with me, Druid? If you have something to complain to the Green Bear Protection Association!" Looking for the demigod furbolg Uso Brother X! Why are you looking for me?"

But, for the simple and honest Malfurion, saying that he is the murderer, he thinks that is right.

The only depressing thing is, why is this guy still alive and kicking?
Although Harveys was no longer a Kaldorei, Malfurion felt very strange seeing him come alive again.

Facing Harveys who really changed his face, Malfurion lowered his face: "I can kill you once, and I can kill you a second time!"

"It's just you?" Harveys's ugly face, which was completely demonized, and even the edges and corners of the face were covered with fluff, actually showed a sense of condescending mockery.

"Yes! It's up to me—" Malfurion had no reason to back down!

He is already a commander in his own right.

The entire North Road is directed by their brothers and Tyrande.When a powerful enemy appeared that ordinary resistance fighters could not face, he had the obligation to stand up to it.

Malfurion raised his hand and shot a bunch of seeds at Harveys. The speed of the seeds was so fast that it looked a bit like a large number of gravel shot from a catapult.

Accompanied by Harvey, who was a little unclear about the impact of the seed, Malfurion began to chant the spell.

The seeds submerged in Harvey's fur suddenly moved, and spots appeared on Harvey's fur, which then turned into a thick layer of bark.

Harveys seemed to want to scream, but when he opened his mouth, vines went through his mouth.Not only this, a large number of vines and roots sprouted from his feet, extending all the way to the bottom of his hooves. These roots went deep into the ground, fixing his position.

Harveys' body seemed to be bound by a thousand iron chains, and it was difficult to move. Even so, he was still struggling.

Useless!

The struggle of the world's first Sartre, Harveys, was immediately sanctioned by the power of life force.

On this battlefield of flesh and blood, a tall and stalwart oak tree stretched out its lush and green branches and leaves.

At this moment, the power of nature displayed by Malfurion eclipsed even the destructive power of the Burning Legion.

Malfurion gasped and fell to his knees.He tried to stand up, but his legs couldn't help him.

Harveys has never been a weak person, even when he was a highborne, he was not an opponent that Malfurion could easily deal with.

Malfurion had no choice, and directly raised his hand.

This is already the strongest move that Cenarius taught him!
The way he cast a spell against Harveys completely exhausted his magic power, and what he wants to do most now is to curl up in place and have a good sleep.

Originally, this was a very dangerous thing, but it didn't matter, his brother Illidan came.

While waving the dazzling arc blade, he released a chain lightning, and Illidan easily destroyed nearly a hundred satyrs that rushed forward.

In this regard, Malfurion slowly closed his eyelids in peace.

In his imagination, when he woke up again, it would be the moment to enjoy the victory.

However, things did not go as he wished.

The flame suddenly rose.

The huge oak tree that Malfurion gave birth to with the force of nature did not become the new tomb of Sartharveth, but burned like a huge torch.

The tall tree over ten meters high is surrounded by green fel flames.

Malfurion's heart was pierced by the tragic screams that only the druids could hear when the trees burned.

The rich green of life has turned into a turquoise green that represents destruction, evil and coquettish, and constantly swaying.

The oak leaves turned into charcoal, the branches stretched to the extreme, carbonized and disappeared with the wind, and the thick bark began to peel off, revealing the terrifying figure of the king of satyrs.

"Go to hell——" Illidan gathered his mental power, and suddenly released a [Mana Burning].

This trick of Tianke All Mages' magical skills was suddenly interrupted, because at the last moment of casting the spell, countless terrifying visions rushed into Illidan's mind.These terrifying images paralyzed the Anti-Mage to the ground.

"Malfurion* Stormrage, Illidan* Stormrage... you two brothers, you killed me..." Harveys first glanced at Illidan who was kneeling in orz, and then began to look at Malfurion fiercely : "You have joined forces to push me into a tragic fate! I have let down the great one god, Sargeras... My lost soul was called back, and then I was punished by God. The soul he gave me is the most Severe punishment……"

The Stormrage Brothers had witnessed the atrocities of the Burning Legion, so Malfurion could guess at a casual moment how terrible the punishment Harves was going to be.

Without mercy, forgiveness is unknown.

With just a glimpse, it can be inferred that Harveys' soul is incomplete and greatly distorted.

At the moment when the two brothers were defeated and rendered powerless, Malfurion had an ominous premonition.

More satyrs rushed over from a distance, and they used exaggerated and dense magic to destroy the battle lines of the druids and smash the front army of the rebel army to pieces.

Malfurion's premonition got worse, he strained his eyelids and looked at the scene in front of him.

"Go to hell! The devil—"

Tyrande came, riding a nightsaber, with a large number of sentries.

However, her arrival is more like hitting a stone with a pebble.

Her arrows couldn't penetrate the skin of Harves, the king of satyrs, and even her divine spells were blocked by a violent force gushing from Harves.

"Hahaha! Did you see that? This is the power of the only true god, Sargeras!" Harveys held a magic stone in his left hand, and the high temperature emitted from it scorched Haves' left paw, making it There was a sizzling sound like barbecue, but Harveys didn't seem to notice it, letting the Philosopher's Stone keep burning, releasing evil green flames.

Just by perception, one can find that the power emitted by that stone is no less than that of a top demon lord!

Illidan tried his best to resist the attack of the will of Harves, the new Nightmare King, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Tyrande, don't come over—"

Too late!
Tyrande was never a weak woman hiding behind a man.

I saw the night saber under her crotch doing the same movement as the Porsche car logo. She bent her bow and set an arrow. She didn't know what was going on, her neck had already fallen into Harveys' claws.

Harveys had a ferocious and cruel smile on his face: "I suddenly thought of a good idea!"

(End of this chapter)