Unlike Lord Achaen, who was protected by the Chaos Evil God, the enemies Xu Yichen faced at this time were more difficult to deal with than the enemies in the past.

Malfurion, the corrupted tree man, seems to be unable to defeat Xiao Qiang, as long as he is still standing on the earth, he will continue to extract nutrients from the soil to recover his injuries.

Inherited from the Tree of Corruption's exaggerated ability to drain, Malfurion is like a perpetual motion machine, although he is not as exaggerated as the Tree of Corruption, and can almost use the Far South Continent as a pot to draw energy, but in the face of the attacks of only three transcendents, it is still enough to persevere.

Especially when Malfurion found that the mage he feared the most seemed to be far less difficult to deal with than he remembered, and the terrifying attack that fell from the sky seemed to be non-existent.

"I, Malfurion Grief, am no longer a slave to Chaos!" The Corrupt Treants swept away the Demon Hunters with battering ram-like nodules, shouting loudly, "My soul is free!" ”

It's just that despite Malfurion's words, the movements of his hands are not like this.

'Boom! The huge nodule smashed to the ground and exploded like a bomb, sending green pus flying and a highly toxic fungus growing in its path.

Dense clusters of ugly mosquito-like creatures flew out of the hollow trunks of the corrupted treants, and with a bomber-like buzz, they attacked the three transcendents.

Dressed in full-cover armor and purifying even his respiratory system, Karanhill shouted in a less proficient lingua franca: "Danger, be careful, contact!" ”

The face of the equally experienced demon hunter remained unchanged, and the silver [Pure Fire] appeared spontaneously like a close-fitting armor, countless mosquitoes were ignited, and many more avoided this direction in panic.

The real one in trouble was the elven prince Legolas, a powerful elven ranger who turned and fled as he watched the clouds of mosquitoes.

It wasn't the first time he had dealt with Chaos, the Negroses had made good use of the disgusting method of plague flies, Legolas had suffered in his early years, and if it weren't for Aragorn's right potion, he would have died that time.

So Legolas later collected magical equipment, one of which was an enchanted cloak that could wrap himself in it, and his defense was not inferior to metal, but all his enchanted equipment was stripped in Silvermoon City!

Fortunately, with a finger of the navigator Calanhill's metal staff, a cloud of frozen mist enveloped Legolas in it, and a large number of mosquitoes flying into the range of the fog were frozen into ice sculptures.

Legolas, too, was covered in ice, shivering, and roaring, "Kael'thas! ”

The core of the Great Sword, the Great Bloodthirsty Dicks, had not communicated with Xu Yichen for a long time, and at this time, he seemed to feel the smell of the same kind in the air, and whispered in the ear of the Demon Hunter with compassion: "What did I smell?" Ah, the stench of Nurgle, it stinks, but it is just right for you, damned demon hunter, you are not worthy of the gift of our lord! ”

After a few tortures of not being like this, Dicks' will almost collapsed, but it was extremely strong to carry it, but the tone no longer had the heroic feeling of the past, but there was a bit of caution.

Xu Yichen demonstratively activated the [War Calamity] greatsword, causing the golden teeth to rotate with it, leaving a deep mark on the trunk of the corrupted tree man.

What better weapon to cut down than Warscoe? After all, the prototype of this chainsaw weapon is a tool used to cut down trees!

It's just that when the Demon Hunter and the Corrupt Tree Man staggered by, a sharp tentacle also left a deep scar on Xu Yichen's thigh.

Malfurion couldn't fully control his body, this huge body had a defense system of its own, and this sharp counterattack was completely a knee-jerk reaction of the body.

Navigator Calanhill frowned inside his helmet, and he saw that the Seris and the tall Corrupt Treant were almost injured together, and then the wounds were almost healed together, and even the Seris healed faster than the Corrupt Treant!

This gave him a slight premonition, the recent history of the Ayn-Els was a history of war with Chaos, and many of them had used warriors and spellcasters who were far beyond ordinary people, but most of them eventually proved to be favored by Chaos.

Even when Calanhill himself and General Eredin came to prominence at the beginning of the year, they had to pass a series of brutal tests to prove their innocence.

For the sake of his future life, Calanhill plans to give the Seris a heads-up call at the next trade.

Malfurion felt that he was indeed in big trouble this time, the Chaos Gods seemed to have other plans for his fate, the enemy in front of him made him a little helpless, the once handy druid spells were all distorted by the chaos power in his own hands and could not be recognized, and his huge body still needed time to adapt.

The legendary path is already under his feet, but he has no chance to adapt, to skill, to explore, is this the mockery of the Chaos gods to himself?

The Corrupted Treant roared and swiped away a pollen-like object, which Malfurion knew was a highly venomous spore that was supposed to mature in the air, and then track the enemy's heat to parasitize them.

However, Malfurion was unable to control the spores prematurely, and they matured prematurely in the air, and died due to the low oxygen environment of the outside world before they could discern the enemy's breath.

He could feel the power surging within him, and although it was temporarily given to him, Malfurion believed that if he was given time, he still had a chance to save himself.

However, the enemy in front of him will not give him this opportunity.

The flames on Xu Yichen's body were like gasoline when they met the corrupted treemen, igniting Malfurion's massive canopy, and a huge amount of energy was evaporated by the damn flames as fuel.

The Navigator Mage poured his spells on the Corrupted Treant as if it were a living target, and the hounds that kept popping up around him helped him deal with the little monsters around him.

Legolas, on the other hand, continued to use his extreme archery skills to interrupt the rhythm of the corrupted treants' movements, and he keenly noticed the incongruity of the other party's body, like a newborn young beast, jerky and weak.

Malfurion Grief felt the power within her for the last time, sighed, and then released a large amount of poisonous mist.

Then, he pulled off his own head with his rough palm and threw it hard.