Chapter 1034 Where Did the Seed of Life Come From? (Ask for Monthly Ticket)

"Malfurion!"

The voice from deep within the soul became clearer, and Malfurion knew very well that it should be Tyrande calling him next to his soulless body.

Only in this way can the sound directly span such a long distance, as if it echoes in his ears.

Tyrande should be begging him not to be reckless!

Malfurion deliberately concentrated his energy and ignored Tyrande's call. He floated in the corner, continuing to stagnate, only slightly spreading his spiritual awareness.

Xavius ​​stood in the next room, his attention obviously focused on the entrance to the portal that exuded dark energy.

It was a small solidified portal, and from time to time, some demons that were not particularly large entered Azeroth from there. After passing through the portal, they lined up in an orderly queue and left the mage tower along the pre-designed passage.

"The resistance of those rebellious ministers is fierce. We need more and stronger troops..." Xavius ​​seemed to be discussing with a certain Burning Legion lord.

The situation was still favorable to Malfurion. If Xavius ​​stared at the vortex for a few more minutes, Malfurion believed that he could complete the task quickly and leave safely first.

Malfurion floated towards the spell shield, already thinking about how to destroy it. The more sophisticated the magic circuit, the more fragile it is. As long as external protective measures are not compromised, some simple changes are enough.

As he advanced, he could no longer hear Tyrande's voice. This either means that Tyrande allowed him to do this, or... the mysterious connection between him and his body has been severed due to the extremely high concentration of elements in the mage tower.

Whatever the case, he can't look back now.

Through the dream, Malfurion took one last look at Xavius ​​behind the wall of the mage tower filled with magic circuits, and then approached the spell shield with his own power.

He planned to completely change the internal composition of the talisman - this exquisite seal was made by eight Xiri Archmages and took ten years of work. Once it was destroyed, in his imagination, with the manpower of Queen Azshara, it would take several months of emergency repairs at the earliest to repair it.

If it is done cleverly and smoothly enough, the protective array of the talisman will not react in a short period of time, until the moment the talisman completely collapses and the branches of the Well of Eternity resume circulation...

At that time, he had completed the destruction and left cleanly.

In the dream realm, Malfurion cannot directly affect the real world. After double-checking that no other beings were paying attention to him, Malfurion chanted a spell to bring his soul closer to the material world.

At this time, he was no longer much different from those wandering souls wandering around the world after death.

Malfurion began his spell. What he is summoning now is the power of the world, the power of nature. He used this power to reassemble the talisman into a new form that would negate the talisman's purpose and ultimately lead to its disappearance.

The spell shield wavered...

He's almost there.

Success is within reach.

The still young Malfurion could hardly suppress the ecstasy welling up in his heart. He was now far from the extremely calm Archdruid ten thousand years later. For a night elf, Malfurion was still quite young at this moment.

"I'm going to be the hero who saves the Kaldorei!"

He forgot Cenarius's teachings - the closer you are to success, the more careful you need to be.

He didn't even notice the two graceful female bodies that were exquisitely embossed and full of evil, emerging from the void behind his soul.

"Sure enough...there are rats!"

"A...magical mouse!"

What clearly sounded like two very long and slow passages were compressed into an extremely short syllable in almost no particular order, directly piercing Malfurion's soul, allowing him to hear these two passages clearly. Every note, and even the mocking tone in the words.

Oops!

Malfurion, who had this idea in his mind, suddenly realized that - so close, it became the end of the world!

Darkness and fire!

Two powerful forces burst out of thin air and forcibly dispersed his natural power. All attempts to influence the spell shield were in vain!

What was even more frightening was that Malfurion felt that the space around him began to become solid. If he could not return to the realm of the Emerald Dream in the next second, his soul would be firmly imprisoned in a small space.

That’s right!

Every great demon is a master at playing with souls!

Malfurion could not imagine what would become of his soul in the hands of a demon.

Is it going to be a complete failure?

Malfurion couldn't even imagine how Xavius ​​and the Burning Legion would strengthen the defenses here after this failure of destruction. The Emerald Dream is not invincible, and it is impossible for him to use the Emerald Dream to get in again.

It is pointless to discuss whether other night elves can regain the power of the Well of Eternity after the night elves' resistance has been wiped out.

Is it really going to be a complete failure?

Malfurion's entire soul felt frozen in a trance due to extreme fear.

At the very end, Malfurion suddenly sensed something - it was a seed.

Ordinary seeds certainly wouldn't attract his attention, but those were the seeds of the Tree of Life. He will never admit his mistake! Although the seed feels completely dead, and even has all its vitality completely swallowed up by the power of darkness, the reason why the tree of life is called this is because of its endless vitality.

As long as external life force is injected into it, as long as the seed form is still intact, it can regenerate.

Malfurion brazenly activated [Wild Growth]!

Originally, this was just a Druid's restorative magic. When used on the seeds of the Tree of Life, it has another effect.

Caught off guard!

When a seed germinates, grows, and turns into a towering tree in a hundredth of a second, anyone will be stunned.

After receiving all the magic power from a powerful druid, the Tree of Life suddenly appeared. According to Malfurion's will, it immediately transformed into a human form. With both fists out, it blasted at the two who looked extremely untouchable. female devil.

This Malfurion bought the most precious time, and he was able to concentrate the last of his natural power on the spell shield.

However, as he was about to destroy the spell shield, a sudden fear came over him. Malfurion's soul began to tremble unconsciously.

"You will not touch this spell shield..." A terrible voice appeared in his heart: "You don't want to do this. You just want to serve me...worship me..."

Double monthly pass! The editor of the fantasy edition went after me and refused to allow me to be a salted fish...

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