Tales of the Highborne

Cenarius handed the ax to Brox and smiled: "It's yours, you have to use it well."

Brooks' eyes widened and he moved the gift back and forth to test its quality. "Balanced, perfect feel, like part of my arm but it is made of wood after all, maybe"

"No." Cenarius interrupted him, "It is Malfurion's masterpiece, and it was blessed by me just now. You will find that it is stronger than any ordinary axe. You can do this Believe me."

As for Malfurion, he didn't even touch the ax because he didn't want such a thing. Although Hellhound is not afraid of magic and spells, he still believes that as long as he masters the spell, it is much stronger than such a weapon. He had already thought about how to make good use of his talents instead of wasting them. The three men stared at the invading hellhound and prepared to fight the incoming enemy.

The recent nightmares have always haunted Luo Ning, and they are still causing trouble in his body. The vanguard of the Hellhound Burning Legion has arrived at Malfurion's residence. Are those fiery horned devils still far behind?

Krasus has infected the red-haired mage with fear. He didn't know what would happen once he interacted with the past. , as they know what kind of future those seemingly possible victories will lead to. For the sake of protecting his life and loved ones, it was best for Luo Ning to do nothing. He is a red dragon whose real name is Cleostraz. And Krasus was his name when he transformed into human form. As the youngest mate of Alexstrasza, Queen of Life, Cleostrasz is a rare magical genius among red dragons. At a young age, he began to observe and study humanoid races and their behavior up close. With the help of his transformation ability, Cleostraz often blended into these races without anyone noticing.

He soon discovered that the best way to teach these races was to enter their society and directly guide and manage them as a leader. Other red dragons did not have such an excellent observation perspective. After obtaining the qualification of an archmage, he quickly improved his strength and became one of the members of the "Council of Six" composed of the highest-ranking mages in Dalaran. He is also another teacher of Luo Ning.

Months have passed since the thrilling Battle of Mount Hyjal, and the evil Burning Legion was driven from Azeroth forever. Now, a mysterious energy black hole in the Kalimdor Mountains has brought him and Krasus here. When they arrived, the dragon wizard Krasus found that he had mysteriously lost part of his magic and some memories of the war, and became weaker and older than he was in real time. Aged for centuries. As the only person who knew the truth, he asked Luo Ning to stay to help the elves fight against the Burning Legion, while he sought help from the dragon clan, because he knew that in the age of dragons, only dragons could compete with the Burning Legion.

But when the first hellhound burst into Moonglade, Malfurion's noble thoughts immediately disappeared from his mind.

Thunder and lightning filled the air as Cenarius rushed forward to confront the hellhounds. His stomping shook the earth and even cracked it slightly. He put his hands together and glowed.

He released a small sun-like ball of energy in front of the demon in the row. Perhaps Cenarius was just testing his opponents, or perhaps underestimated their resilience. The hellhound stretched its tentacles forward, entangled with Cenarius's spell, and absorbed his magic in an instant.

The hellhound hesitated for a moment. There was only one place where the light suddenly appeared, but it suddenly turned into two places.

They leapt at Cenarius, clawing at him, trying to drain him of his magic. Cenarius is tall, and as a demigod, he is very powerful even without using magic. Taking advantage of his size, he directly lifted a hell hound with his hands. The hell hound immediately struggled wildly and bit Cenarius' arm desperately. Another hellhound clamped its shoulders, its tentacles reaching for Cenarius' body. The three of them fought wildly while retreating.

Ronin himself has not encountered hellhounds, but he has studied their corpses and collected a lot of information about them. He had heard strange legends about hounds reproducing themselves, and that the process of self-reproduction of this hellhound would only become difficult and slow if it was cast under a special spell. Cenarius's druid magic was very powerful, but it could not suppress them. The hellhound devoured his magic and became even more terrifying.

Ronin began to tremble, knowing that magic had always been his best tool in the past. It is true that he can fight with weapons, but now he has no weapons, and Cenarius may not be able to give him a weapon now. In addition, his swordsmanship is far from adequate to deal with these people. Ronin needs a magic spell.

When Cenarius brought Crassus and Rhonin to his territory, Rhonin found that he could not cast any spells. The King of the Forest cast a spell on Ronin's mind, thus restraining the power of the two "guests". However, when Cenarius realized that danger was approaching the three of them, Ronin felt that the magic was lifted. The demigod had no intention of harming the mage; he did so out of concern for his forest and his territory.

Although he did not follow Crassus's recommendation, Rhonin still wanted to know how much benefit he would gain when he regained his power. Of course, demons will always covet his magic, just like they do with the magic of many mages. In the future battle against the Burning Legion, many mages' magic will be sucked away.

The hellhounds were approaching Ronin, getting closer and closer. Luo Ning clenched his fists and prepared a spell in his mouth.

However, he did nothing.

Cenarius fought two hellhounds alone, while the other two charged at Brox. Brooks shouted at the two guys and ordered them to

One of them trembled slightly. He took advantage of this moment of hesitation and rushed towards his opponent in a fighting stance. The magic ax was inserted deep into the Hell Hound's front paw, cutting off three of the Hell Hound's toes, as easily as cutting through the air. Dirty green blood splashed from the hell hound's body and flowed on the grass. The grass immediately withered and white smoke began to appear on the blade. The blood of these monsters seemed to be very corrosive.

The injured hellhound let out a scream and fell to the side, but its accomplice continued to charge, slamming into Brox. Brooks struggled to stand, trying to use the ax handle to break through. He drove the ax hard into the chest of the giant beast that jumped forward. The injured Hell Hound began to pant heavily, but it did not slow down at all due to its inertia. It pressed down on Brox, and its huge body almost crushed Brox.

On Malfurion's side, the hellhounds were eagerly closing in on him with their tentacles. Malfurion concentrated his energy and tried hard to think according to Cenarius's ideas. Cenarius had taught him to see nature as a weapon and a companion. Malfurion chanted a spell and created a whirlwind that quickly surrounded the huge hellhound. The hellhound's powerful tentacles swayed desperately, searching for magic. But Malfurion's spells were fused with the power of the wind, so the hellhound found almost no mana to feed on.

Malfurion waved his right hand and asked for extra leaves from the surrounding trees. He only wants the toughest leaves, but they must be many and fast.

These guardian trees give everything they have, hundreds of leaves falling from their towering canopies. Malfurion continued to introduce new fallen leaves into the whirlwind.

In the whirlwind, the hellhound was pushed backwards, reluctantly away from its prey. Malfurion worked step by step, always trapping the demon in the center of the whirlwind.

Leaves continue to pour into the whirlwind, spinning faster and faster, and becoming more numerous. At first, the hellhound didn't pay attention to these leaves, because it didn't cause much hindrance. But when a sharp leaf edge cut its nose open, blood flowed out.

The enraged demon hit the offending leaves hard, and unexpectedly, many wounds appeared on its palms, legs, and torso. The whirlwind was now a hundred times stronger, and the edges of the whistling leaves were like sharp blades, cutting a hole into the devil wherever it went. Green muddy juice overflowed from the demon's body, soaking their fur and even blurring their vision.

Cenarius and the beast that attacked him continued to fight. The demon's cries and wolf howls perfectly complement the forest king's stunning roar. He grabbed the forefoot that the hellhound had brought to the door by himself, and easily broke his bones. The demon screamed wildly, and its tentacles relaxed in pain, waving wildly.

With the threat now over, Cenarius turned his attention to the other hellhound. There was a strange dark look on his face, and there was anger in his eyes. Suddenly, a light appeared and enveloped the demon. The greedy hell hound extended its tentacles towards the light again, eagerly sucking it up.

But what he was absorbing was not the magic power of a mage. But it was the demigod Cenarius. He accelerated the pace of his attack and began to output magic. The magic that the Hell Hound longed for was very fast, so fast that the Hell Hound could not absorb it completely. The hellhound gradually filled up, and soon it was like a cloth bag filled with water. It seems to be about to burst. It can no longer control the energy it absorbs.

The hellhound exploded. On the swamp, stinking pieces of meat were scattered everywhere like raindrops. So far, Luo Ning is lucky, no hell hound has come to trouble him yet. He was still in the middle of the swamp, and he hoped that the power of this divine circle would allow him to not have to think about whether to use his abilities.

Ronin saw Brox and Hellhound fighting fiercely, Brox was about to be crushed. Even though he had two opponents, the experienced warrior fought hard. However, as he continued to observe Brox, a terrible thought appeared in the human mage's mind. If there was no way for him and Crassus to return to their time, it would be best if both parties were killed, the sooner the better. This will prevent further changes in history. You can't count on Bullocks, because he was also thrown into this era. As he looked at Brox's back, Ronin began to think of another spell. People in the middle of a fight cannot pay attention to others, and their vigilance against other dangers will be reduced. Crassus would have said that this was the right decision. Not only is he a demon, Brox is also a threat to existence.

But his hands trembled, and the spell formed in his mind receded, and Luo Ning felt ashamed. Brox's pack has become a valuable ally. Brox now not only fights for himself, but also for others, including mages. Every word Krasus said urged Ronin to take action quickly, but the more he looked at Brox and Dark Night,

The elves and the others will also become allies of humans to fight side by side, and the more he feels ashamed of his temporary madness. The thoughts he was pondering were as horrific as the atrocities committed by the Burning Legion in his time.

But Luo Ning can't continue to stand there and do nothing.

Far to his right, Cenarius had begun to encircle and destroy the remaining enemy. The demon couldn't move one of its forelimbs, so he couldn't hold on much longer. Cenarius used all his strength, bent down and lifted the beast above his head, and with a loud roar, he threw it high into the distant forest.

"Crack" purple lightning struck from the sky, and all the remaining hellhounds on the field were turned into ashes and dust in the lightning and dissipated in the air. Several people looked up at the sky. A strong hippogryph was riding on an elf man wearing a white magic robe with gold trim. His long silver hair was fluttering in the wind, and two green eyes looked at him. The people below. He also held a long sword with purple lightning in his hand.

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