Volume 9: Disaster Chapter 581: The Real Hero
When everyone arrived at the Temple of the Moon, they saw Malfurion, Tyrande, and a tall demigod who was over ten meters tall talking about something. It was the resurrected demigod Cenarius.
Unlike the historical situation where Cenarius was killed by Hellscream on the eve of the Battle of Mount Hyjal, this time Cenarius died relatively early, so he had enough time to resurrect and now he has just caught up with the final decisive battle.
However, Cenarius had no chance of winning against Archimonde.
You have to know that his father, the White Deer Demigod Malorne, was killed by Archimonde by breaking his neck during the War of the Ancients. Since his father was no match for him, he naturally had no confidence.
Seeing what the allied heroes felt, several people immediately stopped talking.
The faces of the three were filled with solemnity and dignity.
The great emperor Shenwu, Godwin, Badao Wuqing and other big men exchanged glances and saw each other's joy.
It seems that Malfurion is finally going to use his ultimate move.
Now it's stable.
"Dear heroes and warriors, at this critical moment of the world's death, I am glad that you can come to Mount Hyjal to fight for the world.
But it seems that our enemies are even stronger than we expected. Archimonde's power is unstoppable. Now the survival of the world has come to the final moment. In order to defeat Archimonde, I decided to summon the ancient elf soul, detonate the magic power in the Well of Eternity, and destroy Archimonde in one fell swoop!"
Yay!
Are we finally going to do it?
Damn, wouldn’t it have been over if I had done this earlier? So many of my men were sacrificed in vain. Damn, this is all money.
Everyone had their own thoughts in their minds, but their faces were all solemn.
"Lord Malfurion, this is a choice that must be made. For the sake of this world, we must make sacrifices."
“Yes, countless soldiers of the Alliance died on the battlefield in order to defeat the Burning Legion, but their deaths were worthy.”
"My tribe has suffered many casualties, including several chieftains. I say to Malfurion, after we kill Archimonde, I can't miss out on his loot. Let's put things in perspective..."
"Cough, cough!" Godwin coughed violently, interrupting Badao Wuqing's next words.
"So what do we need to do?" the Emperor asked Malfurion.
"I need your help to delay the time. It will take some time to summon the ancient elf spirit. Just one hour will be enough."
One hour? Everyone was a little embarrassed. How could this small number of troops do the job?
"Don't worry, heroes. Tyrande will lead the Awakened Legion to defend halfway up the mountain and block the Burning Legion's attack as much as possible. But Archimonde will most likely rely on his own strength to attack the top of the mountain alone. I need you to help my teacher guard the gate to the World Tree and buy time for me to complete the final ritual."
"No problem, leave it to us."
"Go, Malfurion. This is our last hope."
"Then—I'm going to start!"
Malfurion faced the ancient forest in the distance and began to try to communicate, but after a moment, a solemn look suddenly appeared on his face.
"What's wrong, dear?" Tyrande asked with concern.
"I - I can't feel them!" Malfurion said in shock and anger.
When everyone heard this, they all felt disappointed.
An ominous atmosphere emerged.
Suddenly, the sound of flapping wings was heard in the sky, and then several wounded crows fluttered to the ground.
But they were a few raptor druids.
"It's bad, Lord Malfurion. The Ancient Forest was attacked by a large group of Satyr demons, and the Ancient Elf Soul suffered heavy losses."
Satyrs are demonic creatures transformed from fallen night elves, and they have been serving the Burning Legion since the War of the Ancients.
Because of his familiarity with the inner workings of night elf society, he is often used by the Burning Legion as a spy or assassin.
What! Malfurion was shocked. He didn't expect that this would happen after he finally made up his mind.
at the same time--
"Hahaha, you bunch of idiots, do you think I haven't read the history of Warcraft? How did Archimonde die? You still want to use the elf's self-destruction trick? I have already prepared a big gift for you. Well done, Shura Yidao, you did a great job."
"It's my honor to serve you. Um, maybe we should settle the balance."
The person who spoke was the Satyr Shadow Dancer who was in charge of this attack - Shura Itto.
"Okay, okay, it's just money. I've already prepared it for you."
…
All the players were dumbfounded when they heard the druid's words. Ba Dao Wu Qing even asked in a lost voice, "Fuck, is this going to fail?"
"What should we do now? Is the Battle of Mount Hyjal a failure?"
"Damn, the game company must have changed the script."
"It could also be the players who did this. There are players on the Burning Legion side as well."
"What should we do then?"
"Speaking of which, we should have other powerful moves, right?"
"Why doesn't the guardian dragon come?"
"That guy Aidan must have known something, he ran away first, I knew there was something fishy going on."
Everyone was arguing in a chaotic manner, and no one could think of a plan to turn the situation around.
Godwin pondered for a while, then suddenly said, "For now, we can only retreat."
Malfurion was shocked when he heard this.
"What! Your Majesty Godwin, at this critical moment, are you going to abandon our alliance?"
“No, of course not, but now that the battle is unwinnable, we should naturally avoid unnecessary sacrifices.
I will return to Lordaeron, return to the foot of the golden tree, pray to the Supreme Will, ask for his help, then reorganize the army and launch an attack on the Burning Legion again. Don't worry about Lord Malfurion. Under the protection of the Holy Light, justice will eventually prevail.
But I also hope you can understand that if I die, there will really be no hope, so please understand me."
Malfurion's face turned pale. This sounded nice, but it was the night elves who were being sold out.
Ba Dao Wu Qing slapped his thigh after hearing this and said righteously: "Well said Godwin, the future is the most important thing. Our tribe has shed too much blood for this war. It is time to leave. Don't worry about you. In the future, we will make the Burning Legion pay the price. If you die, I will avenge you."
As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere became even more awkward.
The Emperor Shenwu had an extremely ugly expression on his face. Others could leave, but it was not so easy for him to leave. As one of the leaders of the Dark Night Alliance, he could not afford to fail at this time.
But if I run away and everyone else dies, does that mean that I will become the supreme leader of the Dark Night Alliance?
However, this idea was quickly rejected by him.
You can't afford to lose this guy. He is not only the Shenwu Emperor and the King of Centaurs, but also the chairman of Haotian Group.
He absolutely cannot run away, as that would have a huge impact on his social image.
The Emperor of God snorted coldly, "Hey, you two are not the ones running away at this time? Just now you were laughing at those players who ran away.
Don't forget that justice will prevail over evil, and we will definitely win in the end. Are you the laughing stock of the public?"
Godwin sneered and said, "That's hard to say. I suddenly thought of another possibility. What would happen if Archimonde seized the power of the World Tree? He would become the most powerful boss in the game. Maybe he would set up a super difficult dungeon group in Mount Hyjal. With such a big boss in charge, are you still worried that players will have no monsters to fight in the future?
Although justice will surely triumph over evil, who knows whether it will be today or a few years from now. Perhaps this situation is a suspicious design by the game company in order to attract more players to enter the game and fight hard to defeat the big devil. "
Ba Dao Wu Qing nodded and said, "That's right, I think so too. The game company is playing a big game. We were misled before and thought we would win this battle. Now I can see that the game company has no intention of following the old path. They must start from scratch and open up a new plot line.
Of course, it is also possible that the game company did not intervene at all, and it was simply that the players on the Burning Legion side were too cunning.
So, brother, I won’t accompany you anymore.
Laohou——Let’s go!”
Badao Wuqing was about to leave as he said this, but after taking two steps, he found that Grom did not follow him.
He turned around and found Grom looking at him unusually calmly.
"Go ahead, Chieftain. I will stay and finish this battle for you. The glory of the tribe must not be tarnished. Fleeing in front of a powerful enemy is not what an orc should do.
This time I will not run away. Archimonde is the culprit who enslaved the orcs. I will personally put an end to the orcs' past shame."
"Damn it, Lao Hou, you're just going to die if you stay here."
"Orcs never fear death." Grom said calmly.
The Emperor Shenwu beside him laughed, "Haha, well said, Grom, you are indeed a man. Don't be afraid, we will fight side by side, just like in the past."
Damn, you’re trying to steal my girl right in front of me.
Ba Dao Wu Qing was so angry.
"I'll stay too!" Garrosh roared.
Grom shook his head, "No, you must leave. This is my fate, not yours. I once took the lead in drinking the blood of the devil and brought the orcs into a disaster. Only the blood of the devil or my own blood can wash away this shame.
But your time has not yet come, my son. Go from here, carry the honor of the Hellscream family, and do your name proud!"
Greenskin King (Warhammer Chieftain): "Grom, I will stay and fight alongside you, for strength and glory!"
The leader (Chief Shabak): "And me, I've been playing games for so many years and I've never been scared. I'll just do it."
Flathead Brother (Warsong Warlord): "How can I miss such a grand occasion? I have to do it to the end for the tribe!"
Ba Dao Wu Qing was a little annoyed, "Fuck, why are you guys joining in the fun? Aren't you afraid of having your account cancelled?"
Seeing that his players also joined in the fun, Badao Wuqing was furious. Are you guys stupid just because the NPC is so stubborn?
Greenskin King (Warhammer Chieftain): "Hahahaha, Chieftain, not everyone plays games for money."
Flathead Brother (Warsong Warlord): "You're right. Fighting to the death for glory is the true romance of a man. We don't have this opportunity in reality, but being able to experience it in the game is not in vain, right?"
The leader (Chief Shabak): "That's right. If you say you want to cancel my account, then just cancel it. It's just a small amount of money. It's worth it to have a good time and be a hero for once."
Damn, just a little money. Your account is already at Gold II, it must be worth several million, and you just don’t want it? Damn, you look like a wealthy family. OK, OK, you are awesome, I’m leaving.
"I'll stay too."
It turned out to be an orc infantryman, dressed in simple clothes, with only a spiked shoulder armor and a battle axe in his hand.
Buck (Orc Grunt): "And me, for the Horde!"
The sun sets and the sky darkens (Orc Shaman): "For the Horde!"
Daoge (Wolf Rider): "For the tribe!"
Brainless (Ogre Slayer): "Me too..."
I didn’t expect that there were quite a few people who wanted to stay.
"And me!"
"And me!"
More and more tribal players have stepped forward. Most of these people are soldier templates or elite templates. Their value is not too high, so it doesn’t matter if they are cheated.
There were also a few warlord chiefs who, perhaps because they really had plenty of money, or perhaps because they were infected by the atmosphere, clamored to fight to the end.
Badao Wuqing couldn't help but sigh in his heart when looking at his subordinates. He suddenly felt very embarrassed. Damn it, why don't I stay here too?
I am the chieftain of the tribe!
However, when the words came to my lips, I couldn't say them.
His account is priceless and it is his entire fortune. Others can take the risk, but he cannot.
"Take it." He gritted his teeth and handed the Ashbringer to Grom.
Grom was surprised. "You know I may not be able to bring it back."
"It doesn't matter. It's just a broken sword." Badao Wuqing said casually.
Grom took the Ashbringer in his hand and examined it for a moment, then bowed to Tyrant Blade and said, "Great Chief, I will never humiliate the honor of the tribe. Farewell."
He threw Gorehowl at Garrosh fiercely, "Hold it, boy, and don't humiliate the honor of our Hellscream family."
Garrosh wanted to say something else, but Tyrant Blade had already pulled Garrosh down the mountain.
Godwin saw everything from beginning to end and felt very uncomfortable.
He glanced at the Great Emperor Shenwu.
"Brother Shenwu? You want to stay too?"
The Great Emperor Shenwu sighed: "I can't leave."
Godwin directly sent a private message - if you want to leave, why can't you leave? Just say you go down the mountain to gather troops.
The Emperor Shenwu shook his head and said, "Some words can deceive others, but you can't deceive yourself."
Godwin was stunned when he heard this, and he was a little hesitant. How about he stay and give it a try?
Uther suddenly said, "Your Majesty, your people are still waiting for you. For Lordaeron, you must leave!"
Godwin suddenly came to his senses.
The Great Emperor can play this way, but Godwin cannot. The Centaur Kingdom is full of employees of the Great Emperor, and even if he dies, he can create a new account and take over the power.
He can't do that. If he dies, his brothers will immediately take back the throne.
The most important thing is that this account of his has obtained the original power. If it is gone, will the power disappear with it? He dare not gamble.
In this respect, he is somewhat similar to Badao Wuqing, the difference is that Badao Wuqing cares about money, while he cares about power.
"Goodbye, everyone."
Godwin said this and left with his men.
As soon as Godwin and Badao Wuqing left, most of the heroes of the Alliance and the Horde evacuated the battlefield and disappeared one by one along with the white light of the portal.
On the final battlefield of Mount Hyjal, the number of people was instantly reduced by half.
Some people left, some stayed.
Like the Horde, a group of people from the Alliance also stayed behind.
Leading the way were the three candidates for guardian, Morgan Lisa, Weiwodufa, and Ronin.
The final test for the Guardians is their performance in the fight against the Burning Legion.
If you retreat at this time, you will basically say goodbye to your position as the guardian.
As long as you stay, even if you can't win, as long as you can hold on to the end, you will naturally be the new guardian.
Anyway, mages all know teleportation magic, so there is a chance to escape in critical moments.
Sylvanas hesitated for a long time, but still chose to leave with Godwin. Her feelings for the night elves were not very deep, and she was not willing to sacrifice for them.
Kaya Windrunner stayed, however. She didn't think about anything else. She simply felt that justice would surely triumph over evil, and Aidan would definitely come to the rescue in the end. If she stayed, she would definitely get the biggest reward.
The last time they fought for the Throne of Wind God, she ran away early and didn't get any good things in the end, which made her lose a lot of money. This time, she had to persevere to the end no matter what.
"Grom Hellscream, humph, I didn't expect you to stay. The grudge between us is now written off."
Cenarius looked at Grom with some resentment, but when he thought about the fact that the other party stayed to fight, he decided not to dwell on it any longer.
Malfurion looked at everyone with a solemn expression, "Everyone, you are all the bravest warriors, the most fearless warriors, you are all - true heroes!
For the safety of the world, we must fight to the last moment and prepare for the final test! "
As Malfurion spoke, the figures of the demon army appeared among the woods in the mountains.
