41. Hand of Agus Marlad

Milhouse Mana Storm thinks he's out of luck!

This damn world is against itself at every turn!

With the power of a mage in the blood of the Mana Storm family, and the nature of the gnomes that keeps them exploring beyond the mysterious world, Milhouse will not be the first or last dwarf mage to dedicate his life to the unknown world and secrets. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

But Milhouse was the craziest of them all, or the luckiest of all the crazy mages.

Azeroth's magic is said to have been given by the Titans and is managed by the magic lord Malygos, and it is limited to the world of Azeroth, and special spells such as teleportation can cause terrible consequences once they extend deeper into the warped void, and in general, they will form a chaotic space-time vortex, eventually causing the caster to get lost in dangerous space.

Such a fate befell Milhouse, the result of a flawed magical experiment, and he didn't even have time to send a distress message to his old friend before he was caught up in the rampage of space.

So whether it was Wilfred the royal warlock of Theramore, or the mysterious dwarf warlock Prager, in short, they all thought that Millhouse had died in that terrible magic experiment, and even his wife Milly Ficent thought so.

They even found time to give Millhouse a small funeral.

But almost no one knew that Milhouse wasn't dead, and that the mad mage had been teleported to another location.

The good news is that he survived, and the bad news is that the Draenei who found him on the bridge of the Storm Fortress have no intention of supporting his "great" research endeavor.

Milhouse was allowed to move around in limited confines after determining that he was "harmless", but after he blew up two rooms in a row, the unbearable sheriff imprisoned him for more than a year, until Veren took the Delanees across the world barrier on Essoda before Milhouse regained the light of day.

The reason is that he is from Azeroth, and the Draenei need a guide in Azeroth.

However, the nearly invincible spaceship Essoda, which was seen by the reborn Milhouse, was inexplicably attacked before landing, and the originally pleasant landing experience turned into a desperate journey.

Mana Storm's good and bad luck struck again, and he miraculously remained unharmed, but while he was helping to save the wounded, the dwarf mage was summoned by the mighty Viren on a special mission.

"Ahhh

Milhouse rolled out of the portal with his head in his hands, and no one actually asked him to do so, simply because he was afraid that the strong Draenei man standing next to him would hit him, and he had seen how easily Malad could break the heads of several orcs.

When Milhouse jumped from the portal to the ground, Gurgar was also stunned in the wind and sand of the Shining Plains, he didn't expect a dwarf to jump out of the portal, looking like a mage, but it seemed to smell of those warlocks.

Finally the ogre shook his head disdainfully and was about to turn away.

"Humble gnomes!"

Gugar didn't want to get into trouble again at this time, but his words made Milhouse furious, and he pulled out his golden staff from behind his back, and his short body stepped forward, shouting in his own shrill voice,

"Humble"?man, I don't care who you are, no one dares to say that the mighty Milhouse is a "lowly" dwarf!"

The sound made Gugal stop, he looked back at the angry dwarf with ridiculous white hair, his two heads bared his teeth at the same time, the pupils of the five eyes in the chaotic arrangement of his chest were also aimed at Milhouse, a chaotic and savage aura emanated from Gugal's body, Milhauston felt that something was wrong, he quietly took a step back, and approached the still running portal.

"What? are you going to teach me a lesson?

"Quack, we'll tear you apart, idiot!"

Gulgar threw the two children to the ground and clenched his bone staff, he was in a terrible mood right now, and tearing up the dwarf would probably make him feel better.

But as he took a step forward, another golden figure stepped out of the portal and stood beside Milhouse, and the dwarf's courage was immediately raised, and he leaned on his staff and said loudly to the tall Draenei beside him,

"I don't know what's going on here, but I'll be glad to clean up this impudent idiot with you!

Malrad ignored the screams of this gnome who might have some abnormal brains, and the moment he stepped out of the portal, his eyes locked on Gugar, and his ten thousand years of combat experience told him that this guy in front of him was definitely not a good person.

As Malrad's hand in the golden armor touched the hammer behind his back, Gugar was also observing the Draenei, dressed in a delicate golden plate armor adorned with small purple crystals, carrying a purple crystal warhammer.

This guy has recurved hooves, looks very similar to the Ereda Demon, his whole body is powerful, he looks like a ruthless character, there are two tentacles decorated with small jewels under his blue face, a pair of blue eyes, and a blue mysterious holy pattern shining on his smooth forehead.

At the sight of the Holy Sign, Gugar's eyes narrowed.

If he's not mistaken, Dick... That Knight of Dawn also had the same thing on his forehead.

This powerful guy, Gugar raised his hand, he had no intention of fighting this guy here, but when Marrad's eyes swept over Gugal's body and saw Anduin and Median struggling on the ground, his eyes widened.

Madian... This child, he inherited the excellent blood of Madian, but the few short tentacles under his chin could not be faked, which was given to him by his biological mother, the Draenei and Orc Assassin Garona, and his eyes were also very similar to Garona's eyes.

And from those eyes, Malad saw his poor sister, who had returned to the Light.

Garona... Perhaps unbeknownst to the epic Assassin herself, she was the daughter of Malrad's only sister, which meant that Medianne had to refer to Marad as "uncle", or more orthodox, "uncle" or "grandfather".

"That kid..."

With a flick of Malad's left hand, the purple crystal long-handled war hammer called Naru's Hammer fell into his hand, and the golden holy light shone, and the light almost formed a substantial sea of holy light behind Malad, the holy song, the light feather, and the holy text inscribed on the armor on Malrad's body were also blessed by the holy light, shaking back and forth above the armor, this scene frightened Gugar back and forth several steps.

Chaos is above, the paladin of epic heroes!

When did this world give birth to such a powerful monster!

Realizing that something was wrong, Gugar rolled over and ran behind him, squeezing every bit of energy out of his body, so that after 1 second, another portal opened behind him.

But when his hand reached out to Anduin and Median, who were constantly struggling, an irrepressible burst of shouts sounded behind him,

"Presumptuous! Put your paws... Take it away from that kid!"

"Bang!"

At this moment, the burst of holy light was dazzling like a falling sun, and only a vague figure could be seen pounced with a heavy hammer, Anduin and Median couldn't help but close their eyes, but they were still hurt by the light's burning eyes, but soon there seemed to be a short man blocking their side, so the burning sensation of the two children quickly faded.

Surrounded by a substantial sea of light, Gugar couldn't even fight back effectively, and the scorching light burned a black mist on his body, like a piece of butter being thrown into a hot oil pot.

For a few seconds, Anduin seemed to hear the wails of Gugar and the crunch of broken bones, which grew smaller and smaller as the light wore away.

Eventually disappears.

By the time Anduin and Median opened their eyes, Milhouse had just put away his blue ** law shield, and the sand around their bodies had been scorched into colorful glass by an unimaginably hot holy light, and in some places it was even a hot liquid state, but it didn't burn Anduin and Median even a little.

The place where several people were located was a large sand dune, but at this time, it had turned into a beautiful glass spire in the sunlight, and it took on a semicircular shape, which was the trace left by Milhouse's shield blocking the eruption of holy light, but even if Milhouse did not take the initiative to protect the two children, with Mallad's manipulation of the holy light, it would not hurt the two children in the slightest.

As for the Gugal... There were only two heads left behind all this, the water of the skulls had been evaporated into almost two skeletons, his expression before he died was terrified and resistant, all the chaos and shadows were completely purified under the scorching heat of the holy light, and his body had been melted by the wrathful light of Malrad, not even in the form of ashes, but completely melted into the glass under his feet.

Anduin watched this scene and was a little unable to come back to his senses, but Malrad had already turned the golden warhammer behind him, walked over to Madian, crouched down, and met the sudden silence of Madion.

"You... Are you Garona's child?"

Pure Draenei, Anduin couldn't understand what they were saying, but Median could, Merry Winterwind had taught him the language, and the name Garona had calmed Madion from her somewhat timid state of mind.

"Well, my mother, it's true that her name is Garona, but she... I've never met her. ā€

When Marrad heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile slightly, he stretched out his hand, and in the impact of the golden armor, he pinched the forbidden demon chain on Median's hand, accompanied by the surge of holy light, the appearance of the forbidden demon chain suffered from the impact of a huge amount of energy, and at the last moment, it finally broke after a muffled sound.

"Who are you!draenei. ā€

Madeon moved her hands and feet, leaning over to untie Anduin's rope, and asked curiously, Madian felt a long-lost closeness from this Delaney, which made him feel a little incredible.

And Marrad looked at the busy Madian with a rare touch of affection, and he thought for a moment, and said in the Draenei language,

"I am the leader of the garrison of Essoda, Marrad, the Hand of Agus, and your mother should call me uncle, so you should call me grandfather, child. ā€

Hearing this, Madian's movements immediately stopped, and a completely incredulous expression appeared on his face, while Anduin was a little anxious and asked in a low voice,

"What do you say again, Madian?"

"He... He said, "He's my grandfather!"

"What!! grandpa?"