Chapter 714 34. Planting (Part 2)
"Aww"
Amidst the roar of the war wolves, Grom led a group of wolf knights to appear on the completely quiet battlefield. When he raised his head, he could see hundreds of orc warriors bound by vines on the battlefield, while the remaining The ones who shot down either died under the sharp claws of the forest guardian, or were hit by the poisonous javelin of the dryad, and were paralyzed and lay unconscious on the ground.
In general, there were not many casualties, which made Grom's heart relaxed. Under the angry gaze of the dryads, Grom jumped off the wolf and approached the demigod of nature standing on the battlefield. Cenarius, the orc chief bowed down to the mighty demigod, and said in a deep voice:
"This was an accident! Mighty Cenarius, the demons have corrupted my people with their evil blood, and the orcs have no intention of joining the war between demons and elves... I replace my crazy people, and the casualties caused to them express regret."
"This time is different, Warsong Warchief."
Cenarius pointed at the tied up fel orcs behind him, and in the swaying of the natural halo, he said in a deep voice:
"More than 1,000 orcs besieged the forest tree dwelling. If I hadn't happened to be here, they would have caused terrible casualties to my descendants. I couldn't just let them go so easily... But, I don't want to destroy the elves either. With the orcs, come with me to Mount Hyjal, Chief Warsong, and have a chat with Malfurion and Tyrande there."
"Such a thing can't happen again!"
In all fairness, this request from Cenarius is not too much, and although Grom is a little upset, he is not willing to make things worse since his people have not been killed.
But at the moment when Grom was about to agree, in the shadow behind him, two daggers, one blue and one red, appeared with two cold lights, piercing fiercely at the back of the orc chief. The chill caused Grom to roll twice to the left subconsciously, while Cenarius, the demigod of nature, roared and called for the vines rushing out of the ground, trying to trap the demon assassin in place.
"It's you! Villain! You must pay the price!"
However, Akali's figure seemed to be wrapped in darkness. She dexterously avoided all the vines summoned by Cenarius, then picked up Grom's battle ax Gorehowl on the ground, and quickly jumped in the space Then, finally appeared in a farther place.
The demon assassin held Grom's battle ax in one hand and waved it in his hand. Under the dark hood, a hint of teasing and killing intent flashed in her dark red eyes. She looked at the Howling nature demigod, she whispered:
"I heard you are the weakest nature demigod in Azeroth?"
As she spoke, Akali waved the Gorehowl in her hand, threw it on the ground, and then drew out the two daggers at her waist. Between the strange light and shadow flickering, the two daggers quickly transformed into blood The way they roar is exactly the same.
"Wow, wow"
While waving the tomahawk, the demon assassin stuck out her tongue and licked her lips. In the sky above her head, three torn dark green space gates quickly opened, amid the roar of the demons, Akali Dragging two heavy battle axes like a berserker, she rushed towards Cenarius, her frantic voice resounded on the isolated battlefield:
"Today, let me also try... the feeling of killing a god!!!"
"Arrogance!"
Behind Akali, who was flying like an afterimage, Grom, who was wrapped in bright red flames of anger, grabbed the battle ax Gorehowl on the ground, jumped into the air, and then smashed hard at the demon assassin in front.
Grom knew what the demon assassin was up to when he saw the two daggers in Akali's hands transforming into Gorehowl... She was going to use a nasty and cunning frame-up, so that the orcs and The elves became immortal, and she wanted to use the life of Cenarius, the demigod of nature, to push the wheel of hatred between the two races forward.
"How can I let you... succeed!"
Grom's eyes were blazing with rage, but the warrior was heavy, and his intended blow was blocked by a swarm of black bats that suddenly appeared in front of him.
"boom"
Between the light and shadow of the sparks, the tall figure of the demon king Bainholler appeared in front of Grom. His hands and ten claws like daggers interlaced to block the battle ax cut by the orc warrior. A terrifying force caused the ground under Bainholle's feet to explode as if being bombarded. Between the splashes of mud, two dents appeared in front of Bainholler's hooves.
"wow"
The fearful demon king with a gloomy smile waved his claws, and Grom's body was thrown back to the place where he had charged before. The fearful demon king moved his sharp claws. He tilted his head and looked at the furious orc in front of him. A paw flicked in the air:
"Hey Beast, your opponent...is me! Don't try to interrupt my lovely Akali and Mr. Cenarius' "game"..."
And behind the dreaded demon king, the demons that descended from the sky have already burned the flames of war to the positions of the dryads and forest guardians who live in the forest. The fighting forest and tree-dwelling positions were completely ignited by the raging fel energy flames almost immediately.
It's a conspiracy that's been planned for a long time... and now, they're about to achieve their goal.
"tear up"
Akali, who was bouncing in the air like a shadow, passed Cenarius' tall body, and the battle ax in her hand fiercely opened a scar on the skin of the demigod of nature, and the severe pain accompanied Aka Li's gloomy laughter rushed into Cenarius' mind, making the demigod of the wilderness couldn't help but let out a roar.
With a fierce wave of his left hand, three thick vines roared and smashed towards Akali behind him, but was lightly dodged by the opponent, and the crazy demon assassin landed on the ground nearly 20 meters away from the natural demigod. She held the battle ax in front of her eyes, stuck out her tongue, and licked the blood left on the battle ax.
"Tsk, what a delicious blood, full of the taste of life..."
In front of her eyes, Cenarius's cut front leg trembled abnormally. The demigod lowered his head and looked at the wound on his leg, the hideous ax mark, and the huge life force flowing from the wound. , according to Cenarius' power, this wound should be healed immediately, but there is a special power acting on that wound, preventing the power of life from healing it.
"This is the last remnant of Redmaw the Devourer among the stars... That ferocious and crazy demon hound, blessed by the Dark Titan, has been dead for a long time, but the scars left by its bite have never ...healed!"
Akali's hoarse voice rang in Cenarius' ears, and the figure of the demigod of nature became illusory at this moment, and he wanted to escape into the Emerald Dream for a short time to avoid the next assassination, but the dagger in Akali's hand was shining With red and blue staggered rays of light, it pierced into the illusory body abruptly, leaving staggered and terrifying scars on Cenarius' skin again.
The demigod of nature rushed out of the battlefield covered by Akali's blade like a crazy war horse. The wound on his body seemed to have been injected with some kind of special venom. Not only the wound could not heal, but even the huge natural force in his body The mobilization also became obscure, those two weapons seemed to be specially designed to restrain him!
"Without the supplement of vitality...without the support of the force of nature, what is left of you poor bastard?"
The vicious voice of the demon assassin echoed:
"Is the bite of the Devourer wonderful?"
"Is the toxin made by Kingaroth sweet?"
"Does it hurt? I'll ask you again... Does it hurt!!!"
This madman's roar was completely covered up by the movement of Cenarius inducing the power of the forest in the next moment, and the natural demigod who felt the threat no longer held back. Under the support and call of the huge natural power in his body, the entire forest tree The surrounding forests were endowed with terrifying activation effects at this moment, and the trees that had grown here for tens of millions of years had the power to move and fight.
"click, click"
Between the shaking of the earth, those tall treants stepped into the battlefield with heavy steps. Amidst their roars, the branches like long whips slammed on the battlefield fiercely, smashing the demons who were like broken bamboo all the way. It flew out.
In less than 10 seconds, the demon army, which was in a state of encirclement, became the besieged... And the demon lord Bainholler, who was forced to retreat by this terrible movement, was in a flash of red flames. Suddenly, the entire left arm wrapped in fel energy was chopped off by the furious Grom Hellscream. On the battlefield where the blood of fel energy was spilled, the roar of the orc chieftain was like a war drum.
And in the eye of the green natural storm, Cenarius stood proudly on the uplifted ground, thick natural energy wrapped around his body like a shield, he looked indifferently at the man who was blown by the natural storm and had nowhere to hide Akali the demonic assassin, the demigod of nature rings out across the battlefield with an angry voice.
"If your power is just like this...then the devil..."
"You are dead!"
"Right here!"
The demons' strategy is really good, and there is nothing wrong with their execution. The only problem with lack of thinking is...they underestimated the strength of Grom, and also underestimated the strength of Cenarius...
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Cenarius is a relatively special existence among the natural demigods of Azeroth.
It was born in the natural forest. It is said that at the moment of its birth, even the awakened Ysera in the Emerald Dream, the queen of the Green Dragonflight, felt the life storm triggered by Cenarius. He was born as a demigod, much more special than all other demigods.
And this terrible gift comes from the blood of Cenarius...his father, also a demigod of the wild.
The powerful White Hart Malorne, in the battle of the ancients thousands of years ago, was hailed as the most powerful demigod in Azeroth, and it is said that the companion of White Hart Malorne is the holy moon god Elune, also That is to say, Cenarius is the successor of the noble blood of both parties.
The powerful green dragon Ysera is Cenarius' adoptive mother. She is responsible for teaching Cenarius to use his own power, and she always pays attention to him and blesses him. Let the druids think that Cenarius and Ysera are lovers... Of course, this is just a beautiful misunderstanding.
Cenarius is probably the most talented of all demigods, but he is also the one with the most embarrassing status among all demigods. Cenarius is the only second-generation demigod, and the time since his birth is too short.. . At least he has existed for a much shorter time than other wilderness demigods. Therefore, he has not fully discovered his powerful talents. In other words, his strength is relatively weak among demigods.
For wilderness demigods, strength is often linked to time. Their special form of existence determines that it is difficult for them to improve their strength through exercise. Do demigods like to sleep soundly in the Emerald Dream?
Yes, they like it, but under this sleeping habit, there is another purpose hidden, which is to allow their immortal soul and body to achieve a higher level of integration, so as to achieve the result of strength improvement, in other words , many times, demigods have to sleep.
But Cenarius' "weakness" is relative.
He will definitely not be able to defeat the crazy Agamaggan. Facing the demigod with wings, Ansu the Stormcrow has a very small chance of winning, but it does not mean that Cenarius can be bullied by any secondary lord of the Burning Legion, even if This lesser lord wields a legendary weapon, as well as a venom concocted by the Burning Legion's master weapon designer.
Akali is not Cenarius' opponent at all, even with Bain Holle, it is enough.
Cenarius' opponent should be a character of the level of Destroyer Maronus.
And seeing that the natural storm set off by the enraged Cenarius was about to overwhelm his opponent, another existence outside the world who was fighting outside the world couldn't help but sigh.
Tyrion put down the wine glass in his hand with some regret, and said to the blood mistress beside him:
"I thought these demons would give me a surprise...but look at them, planning for so long, but still being turned over by Cenarius, it's really disappointing."
"However, my Alleria, guess which of all the wilderness demigods I hate the most?"
"Cenarius?"
The blood mistress who was repairing the war bow raised her head, she reached out and brushed her long golden hair, she said curiously:
"I seem to remember you saying it once... you hate Cenarius, because this guy is a very important part of a huge conspiracy?"
"Yes, Cenarius."
Tyrion was leaning on a chair on the balcony on the second floor of the Fortress of the Dead Realm. His eyes seemed to be able to see the ongoing battle in this world. He looked at Cenarius, the demigod of nature who showed great power. His ice blue A trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.
"He did something that made me sick, he changed the fate of a poor guy, sent that poor guy down a shitty path of self-destruction, just because of one word of his... Although I know that there is another annoying ghost behind this matter, it doesn't mean that Cenarius is innocent."
"This young demigod has no idea what kind of consequences his words have caused...I hate this kind of guy who can't control his mouth and likes to chatter, so I want to teach him a..."lesson" .”
As he spoke, Tyrion raised his fingers, and the peaceful world of death was violently blown at this moment, as if some heavy force was being aroused, Tyrion stood up from the chair, his fingers were wrapped around A black light seemed to swallow all the light.
He took a deep breath, turned his head and smiled at Alleria:
"I call this trick..."
"Death...one finger!"
"hum"
"Oh~ look at our lovely Cenarius, his death star is starting to shine, I hope Elune don't blame me for it..."