Kneel before it, I will give birth to you, and kneel too. Warrior Malfurion put your hand on the tree trunk and then Blockx put his palm on your face. When they did, the forest king ordered that now the warrior should not think about anything but your weapon. When thinking about weapons, it is a key problem. Malfurion, you must put your mind into your mind and I will give you further guidance.
The night elf did as he was told, and he cleared his mind as the teacher taught him earlier. Then the orcs established a connection, and immediately a powerful force entered his heart. Malfurion wanted to reject this force, but instead he became calm. He accepted Blockx’s thought and made him want weapons to take shape gradually.
Do you see the weapon? I sound Cenarius. Can you feel it? It has lines.
Malfurion did feel it. He also felt the orc weapon. It was not just a simple tool, but also a real extension of the warrior.
Put your hand on the wood and leave the picture in your mind, as you think of transforming it into the shape you want.
The night elf’s fingers wandered around the trunk, and Blockx put his hand in front of him. Suddenly the wood became soft and changed shape.
After he guided an axe with a blade, it was made of oak and looked at it. Malfurion was very satisfied. It was great to create such a real axe and it was almost the same as the one he lost when he was hunted.
Malfurion was nervous, but only orcs should be nervous. He shouldn’t be, so he quickly pushed this emotion back. He bent the sharp blade of the handle to the last point in his attention.
It’s done, Cenarius interjected. Come back to me.
The night elves orcs parted from each other, and they stared at each other’s eyes for a short time. Malfurion wondered if Blockx had experienced some thoughts, but the green-skinned creature didn’t seem to respond.
The two of them kept a smooth and shiny reproduction, which Blockx longed for, but Malfurion doubted whether such a weapon could stand the blow.
The forest king stretched out his hand and suddenly the axe came across them. Cenarius studied the weapon carefully with his golden eyes
Let it protect its master forever, let it fight for its life forever, let it help its master become strong, and let it make it stronger.
As he spoke, the axe was surrounded by a layer of blue light, which was implanted in oak and added brilliance to Malfurion’s creation.
Cenarius, the demigod, gave the axe to the orcs. It’s yours and will serve you well.
The orcs are holding this gift with their eyes wide open. Try it back and forth. Its quality and balance are perfect. It feels like a part of my arm, but it will break.
No, the king of the forest interrupted him and said that it was Malfuriojie, and I just blessed it. You will find that it is stronger than an ordinary axe. You can believe me on that.
In the night elf, he didn’t touch an axe because he didn’t want such a thing. Although the hellbeast was not afraid of any magic spells, he still believed that mastering spells was much better than such a weapon. He had figured out how to make good use of altruistic talents instead of wasting them.
So the three men were ready to face the enemy.
Recently, those nightmares have always haunted Ronin, and now he is still in his body. It is strange that the vanguard of Hellfire Burning Corps has come to human habitation. Can those fiery demons with horns be far behind?
Krasus has infected the red-haired mage with fear. He doesn’t know what will happen once the past interacts. They know what those seemingly possible victories will lead to in the future. For the sake of protecting his life lover, Ronin had better do nothing.
But when the first hellbeast rushed into the swamp, this noble idea disappeared from his mind immediately.
When Cenarius, a demigod, went to face the Hellfire, he stamped his foot and shook the earth, even the ground cracked slightly. He put his hands together and made a shiny light.
With both hands, he released a small sun in front of the demon in the front row. Maybe the demigods tried their opponents or underestimated their resilience. The Hellfire stretched its tentacles forward, and the Cenarius spell intertwined and instantly sucked his magic.
Hell beast hesitated for a moment, and one place suddenly became two.
They jumped at Cenarius and clawed at him, trying to use up his magic. Cenarius grabbed a hellbeast and it struggled frantically to bite Cenarius’s arm, but another hellbeast pinched his shoulders and tentacles and leaned toward Cenarius’s body. The three of them fought wildly and retreated.
They have never done this before. Luo Ning has never met a hellbeast, but he has studied their bodies and returned a lot of information to them. He once heard that there are too many hounds, and I breed strangely. Besides, the process of breeding this hellbeast will become difficult and slow after being enchanted. It must be an ancient magic in a demigod and demiman forest, and its magic is extremely powerful, which makes the hellbeast even more terrible.
Ronin trembled. He knew that magic was always his best tool in the past. He could fight with weapons, but now he has no weapons. Cenarius may not be able to give him the same weapon now. Besides, his fencing is far from good against these people. Ronin needs a kind of magic.
When Cenarius brought Krasus Ronin to his territory, Ronin found that he couldn’t spell. The forest king enchanted Ronin’s mind, which restrained the strength of the two guests. However, when Cenarius realized the danger and approached the three of them, Ronin felt that the magic was lifted, and the demigod hurt the mage. What he did was nothing more than to his own territory in the forest.
Although he didn’t follow Krasus’s recommendation, Ronin still wanted to know how much benefit he would get when he regained his power. Of course, the devil always coveted his magic, just as they treated many mage magic. Many mage magic was consumed in the future war against the Burning Legion.
Hellcats are getting closer and closer to Ronin, who clenched his fist and prepared a spell in his mouth.
But he didn’t do anything
Cenarius met two pairs of hellbeasts, and the other two rushed to Blockx. Blockx shouted at these two guys and made one of them tremble slightly. The orc hesitated for this moment and desperately grabbed his opponent.
The magic axe was deeply inserted in the front paws of the hellbeast, and three hellbeast toes were cut off, which was as easy as cutting gas. Green blood splashed on the grass from the hellbeast and corroded the blade like acid.
The wounded hellbeast screamed and fell to one side, but its accomplices continued to impact and crashed into the orc. Blockx tried to stand up and try to break through with the handle of the axe. He chopped the axe into the chest of the leaping beast.
The hellbeast gasped and moved, but it didn’t slow down at all. It was pressing on Blockx, and its huge body almost crushed Blockx.
The night elf, on the other hand, the hellbeast eagerly approached him with tentacles, and Malfurion tried hard to think according to Cenarius’s ideas. Cenarius had taught him to regard nature as a weapon companion.
Malfurion’s mind reawakened the arrival of demigods and demigods, creating a whirlwind that quickly surrounded the huge hellbeast. The hellbeast’s powerful tentacles swayed desperately in search of magic, but Malfurion’s spell and wind merged together, and the hellbeast found almost no magic to suck.
With a wave of his right hand, the night elf asked the surrounding trees for extra leaves. He wanted the strongest leaves, but he must have more and faster.