Chapter four hundred and seventy-seven: the value of the angel three
On the fire, strips of barbecue were squeaking, oil was constantly coming out, and the aroma was overflowing.
Brox sat aside, staring at Ronin and Krasus opposite, and said with a cruel smile:
"This is the meat of demigods. It's rare. You must not be polite. If you don't eat it, you will be an enemy of this divine envoy. You must consider the consequences clearly." Brooks smiled sarcastically, with a threat in his tone.
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This is the cleverness of Brooks. When a person faces the anger of the Moon God, he also feels a little uneasy in his heart.
The inexplicable identity of the God Envoy gave Brox a hint, making him realize that entering this era may be some kind of clever arrangement with a special mission, and it was not just to find the Book of Queen Azshara for Medivh.
Ronin and Krasus were both very nervous. Eating the flesh of the demigod Cenarius would offend the moon god Elune, and the consequences were unpredictable.
If I don't eat it, I'm afraid Brooks won't let it go.
Cenarius's huge body hung upside down on the wooden frame, half of his body was covered in blood and flesh, leaving only his white skeleton, moaning feebly. The demigod is an eternal body, with extremely tenacious vitality. It is difficult to die, and he suffers more pain.
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Deep in the dense forest, a strong wind suddenly blew.
Brooks frowned. He felt an extremely powerful force of nature. He couldn't help but tremble all over, and his soul was trembling.
In the ten thousand years of battles he has experienced, there are only a handful of such powerful beings.
This power is very terrifying, stronger than any night elf encountered, not even Illidan can compare with it.
The water vapor from the Well of Eternity evaporates and the mist shines, condensing into a bright image.
This was a huge white deer. Its forked antlers were like dense branches. Its body was elegant and strong, with irresistible majesty. The white deer stared at the bloody Cenarius with an angry expression.
Crassus and Ronin looked at the white deer and immediately remembered an ancient name.
Malorne the White Deer is the most powerful of the wild gods and one of the most powerful ancient creatures in Azeroth.
On equal footing with the five dragon kings, it is an extremely terrifying existence and the most top creature in the world. Legend has it that its tyrannical strength is evenly matched by Archimonde the Polluter.
He is also the father of Cenarius.
The white deer appears in the form of an image, which means that his true body is not here.
But he can still control the powerful force of nature. After all, he has lived for countless years. He is calm in dealing with things. First, he wraps Cenarius with the gentle force of nature, letting him fall into a deep sleep, and slowly sinks into the moon well.
Inside.
"Who did this?"
The sound was not loud, but when it reached everyone's ears, there was a roar in their minds, like thunder exploding in their ears.
The guards of the Temple of the Moon were so shaken that they could no longer stand still, and fell to the ground in a state of confusion, twitching all over.
Crassus had already heard the rumors about Malorne and was prepared to lie on the ground in advance, so he would be less affected.
Luo Ning was even more straightforward. When he realized the danger, he directly opened the ice barrier in an attempt to resist this terrible sonic attack. He saw cracks appearing on the indestructible ice barrier.
Bang!
Brox's ears exploded, and two balls of blood spurted out. The young night elf face immediately became old and wrinkled. It was obvious that Malorne the White Deer knew who the murderer was, and his methods were mainly aimed at Brox.
Unfortunately, Brox's soul is in Malfurion's body at this moment, and Malfurion is affected for no reason.
Although I tried many ways later, I still couldn't change my old face, especially when I was with Illidan, the contrast was even stronger.
Brooks didn't care about the quality of this body. He wanted to give up long ago anyway, but the pain that White Deer Malorne inflicted on his soul made Brooks kneel on the ground helplessly.
Malorne the White Deer sensed Elune's power in Brox's soul and prevented him from tearing Brox's soul apart. Malorne showed a confused look, closed his eyes, and secretly communicated with the Moon God.
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The red dragon Krasus climbed up from the ground, breathing feebly, like a fish out of water.
Luo Ning lifted the ice barrier, blood flowed out from all his seven orifices at the same time, his eyes rolled up, and he fell straight to the ground.
He is worthy of being the most powerful demigod of the wilderness. His true form has not yet come, and he is just an image that is so powerful.
"Envoy of God, an orc has become an envoy of God, a barbaric and rude orc, what qualifications do you have to be the envoy of the Moon God?"
It’s unknown how much information White Deer Malorne knew from the moon god Elune. He roared loudly:
"I don't care what kind of envoy you are. If you treat Cenarius like this, you will definitely pay the price. I will let you endure the most terrible torture and repent in endless pain for ten thousand years before I will mercifully end your death."
life."
Brooks was so frightened that Malorne the White Deer was so powerful. He was silent for a long time before he suppressed the fear in his heart and said in a trembling voice:
"Dear demigod, I did hurt your beloved son. I long for a strong body..."
Something was wrong, Brooks felt something strange. Although Malorne said all his harsh words, he did not take action immediately. The bright image of the white deer still floated quietly on the moon well, waiting for him to finish his words.
Definitely not out of politeness.
Could it be...
Brooks gained confidence and became bolder, and asked tentatively:
"Yes, Azeroth finally has a powerful being. Malorne the White Deer, you are qualified to negotiate with me. I am a strange envoy. What changes does the goddess Elune hope that I will bring to the night elves?"
Malorne said coldly: "I will bring you endless pain."
Brooks shook his head. After all, he was a veteran of many years of fighting. How could he be frightened by such a threat:
"We are all smart people. Now that the Moon God has lost Illidan, what can we use to fight against Queen Azshara? Malorne, although you are very powerful, even my master Archimonde may not be your opponent.
I guess you are not sure about fighting against Queen Azshara, otherwise why would you plot to control Illidan."
Although Malorne is a demigod of the wilderness, her temperament is still inferior to that of the cunning Brox.
Now that he has been seen through, he will no longer hide it:
"Brox, you are a cunning orc, but it's a pity that you miscalculated.
"Although Illidan is strong, he must rely on the magic power of the Well of Eternity to fight. Queen Azshara controls the Well of Eternity and can cut off his magic supply at any time. Our previous plan was to let Illidan come into contact with the power of evil, and you
You are the best person to communicate with the Burning Legion, but Illidan has been exiled, so what is the use of you as an envoy?"
"No, I'm very useful." Brooks proudly announced:
"No matter how strong Illidan is, he is only one person. I can make the night elves who believe in the moon god absorb the power of evil energy. Believe me, the power of evil energy is definitely no worse than the Well of Eternity."
Malorne shook her head: "But this is not enough."
Brox said in a low voice: "If you add another condition, the Burning Legion will become an ally of the Moon God."
Ronin and Krasus suddenly realized why Brox was qualified to become an envoy.
Obviously, for some reason, the abilities given by the Moon God are limited and cannot allow the night elves who believe in the Moon God to resist the magic of the Well of Eternity.
But the power of evil is endless.
"Brox, you are indeed qualified to be an envoy, then as you wish, Cenarius's body is yours." Malorne glanced at the corner of his mouth and showed a satisfied smile. (To be continued)