After all, Cenarius was the ancestor of the druids and one of the gods of the wilds of Azeroth. Staghelm couldn't ignore him. He had to at least go out and take a look and show some concern.
Upon hearing the news about Cenarius, Malfurion, who had not seen him for many days, saw a glimmer of light and jumped out.
"My mentor, Cenarius, I saw with my own eyes that he destroyed tens of thousands of the Burning Legion. After he was exhausted, he fought with Archimonde for three days and three nights. He failed and was captured. He must have been contaminated by evil energy."
Staghelm was amused after hearing this. Except for the summoned Hellfire and Fel Screamer, the main army of the Burning Legion was only about 30,000. If Cenarius had killed tens of thousands of Legion soldiers by himself, the Burning Legion would have been destroyed long ago.
In the dark night, the generals in the fortress climbed to the top of the city. Not far from the door, they saw green clouds of evil energy covering the sky. The tall Cenarius was bathed in the power of evil energy, and a pair of bat-like wings sprouted from his back.
, the whole body is covered with thick dark green scales, and its mouth and nose spit out evil flames.
"Haha, look at the power the Legion has given me. I am ten times stronger than before. You stupid night elves are finished. The Moon Goddess Elune is a coward. She has given up on you. Please surrender to the Legion quickly.
On behalf of the Legion, I welcome your humble submission, and you will be rewarded just like me."
Malfurion burst into tears and said sadly: "My poor mentor, he must have suffered cruel torture. The power of the Legion has contaminated him. We must save him from the control of the Legion."
Staghelm looked at Cenarius carefully. The power of evil energy had changed his body, but his consciousness was obviously awake. Staghelm did not believe in any pollution. This was just an excuse to surrender after defeat.
After seeing this, the night elves' generals all had different judgments. Most of the generals had the same idea as Staghelm, but in order to preserve Cenarius' face and the dignity of the night elves, some words could not be said openly in public.
Cenarius raised his head and saw Malfurion on the top of the city, with an evil smile on his lips:
"Malfurion, my most proud student, don't look at me with such pitiful eyes. I know what you are thinking. In order to maintain the ridiculous dignity of the druid, you must say that I am under the control of the Legion.
Wake up, my consciousness is extremely clear. Do you really think that I will hand over my fate to Elune, the moon god who never cares about the life or death of the night elves?
I am just using her. She is just a stepping stone in my huge plan. My real goal is here, the Burning Legion. This is my destination. Malfurion, you are ridiculously stupid, because you, Germany
Rui's magic has not been developed and he has only been sleeping for thousands of years. Come on, my student, and lead the last tribe to join the legion."
At this moment, Malfurion was really tempted.
Mount Hyjal has lost millions of night elves, and only 3,000 ancient trees of war are left. The balance of victory in the war is tilted in favor of the Burning Legion. It is said that those who understand the current situation are heroes, and joining the Legion may not be a wise choice.
Malfurion thought to himself: He couldn't express his position in front of everyone, otherwise he would be punished by Staghelm with military law. He could only contact Cenarius secretly, and he had to think of a good way.
Although Staghelm is in charge of military affairs, his seniority among druids is not high. Saving Cenarius is not a good idea and must be rejected. Staghelm rolled his eyes and said: "Malfurion, my respected mentor,
Now I can only rely on your strength to save poor Cenarius."
Malfurion was worried that there was no way to get close to Cenarius. When he heard Staghelm's request, his eyes suddenly lit up and he sighed deliberately: "My mentor has suffered such a disaster, how can I just sit back and ignore it, just leave it to me?"
Well, I will bring him back safely."
Staghelm was stunned for a moment after hearing this. His original intention was to embarrass Malfurion and make him retreat. Unexpectedly, Malfurion was willing to challenge Cenarius. Staghelit knew the strength of his mentor, and he was definitely not Cenarius.
Si's opponent.
Malfurion held up the antlers on his head and was about to walk out of the fortress gate.
A figure as tall as a mountain appeared behind Cenarius, it was the Abyss Lord Mannoroth. He stared mockingly at the night generals on the fortress wall and said loudly:
"Stupid night elves? The demigod Cenarius who bless you has become a member of the Legion. Flame, death, destruction, the world will burn in the wrath of the Legion, and you will have no way to escape."
When the Abyss Lord Mannoroth appeared, Malfurion immediately hesitated. With the leader of the legion beside him, he could not communicate secretly with his mentor. Malfurion closed his eyes and said sadly:
"Bless Elune, my mentor, this is probably your tragic fate."
Malfurion gave up on his own initiative, and Staghelm nodded secretly. This was exactly what he meant. He didn't want to be blamed for not saving his life, so it was best for Malfurion to bear the responsibility.
call!
An unknown aura enveloped Nordrassil, the world tree. Staghelm clearly felt that the magical elements in the air had suppressed fluctuations, and the originally active elements instantly became stagnant.
The lavender arcane ball, which was larger than the castle, floated in mid-air. The evil cloud covering the sky quickly dissipated. Countless rune chains were entangled in the arcane ball. In the center of the violently dancing chains was a blur.
silhouette.
The silhouette of the figure suddenly became clear, and countless rune chains were winding towards Mannoroth like poisonous snakes.
Mannoroth struggled violently, but the rune chain was extremely tough and tightly wrapped around his limbs, unable to break free. The figure in the center of the arcane ball gently raised his left hand and waved it violently in one direction.
.
Mannoroth seemed to be picked up by an invisible hand and thrown violently into the distant mountains. Like a meteorite, it created a huge deep pit. Countless dust rose up and covered the sky.
day.
"Guardian, Medivh." Staghelm took a deep breath, secretly screaming that something was wrong.
Staghelm's experience was so rich, he would not believe the lies about being possessed by Sargeras and opening the Dark Portal to attract the orcs. He knew that the orc invasion was planned by Medivh.
Medivh's appearance means that the situation will become more complicated.
The rune chain flew out again, ignoring Cenarius's protest, and wrapped around Cenarius' huge body. Medivh took a step forward, holding Cenarius in his hand and approaching the night elf fortress.
After all, Medivh saved Cenarius in front of everyone. Staghelm had no choice but to open the magic shield and let Medivh in.
"No, no, let me go. I have pledged my allegiance to the legion. You will all die." Cenarius struggled fiercely.
Medivh smiled darkly, his hands floating continuously, and the rune chains penetrated deep into Cenarius' body, pulling out countless evil powers.
The wings and scales were gone, and Cenarius returned to his original state, falling weakly to the ground and panting.
Malfurion was surprised and delighted by the appearance of Medivh. He was surprised that his hope of joining the Legion was lost, but he was happy that the situation had changed and Malfurion and Tyrande might have another chance to regain power.
Sure enough, just as Malfurion expected, Medivh frowned and asked directly: "Where is the leader of the night elves, Tyrande."
Mannoroth got up from the dust and broke the rune chain easily.
"Medivh is still the same as before, he likes to play with these flashy magics."