Archahn! "Malfurion, the corrupted treantman, was a monster out of a nightmare, shuffling with heavy steps, covered in rusty green scabs and abscesses from his rapid growth, thick and plump like a tree nodule.

Malfurion had now appeared outside the knight's castle, the tall canopy of the trees covered with disgusting fruits, each representing a departed soul who had been devoured by the corrupted treants.

As Malfurion shouted, the fruits with their own appearances and distinct features like skulls also shouted, "Achaon! ”

Dressed in black bone armor, Didrick Green walked out of the blood-soaked passageway, stepping on the bone-paved slope up the castle's high walls.

Malfurion was so huge that he was already a lot taller than the city walls when he stood outside the city, and even when he stood on the walls, Dideric had to look up at Malfurion.

"Lower, you disgusting treeman." Deedric did not be cautious in his words and actions because of the strength of the other party, and he asked Malfurion as a matter of course: "Kneel down and let me see your face clearly." ”

The Corrupted Treant let out an earth-shattering roar of humiliation, but his knees went limp, and he could clearly feel that the Chaos Gods were more attentive to the humans in front of them.

As Malfurion moved, vines and flesh were torn off the treeman's thick thighs, and a large amount of muscle tissue and wood fibers were torn, and a creature of a structure like a tree man was obviously not supposed to make such a difficult movement in the first place.

But Didrick didn't care, he was semi-literate, could write his own name, could read, but only to watch entertainment on TV, and in his eyes, the giant tree man in front of him was nothing more than a courier.

This is the 'little person' sent by the great Chaos Gods to send equipment to him, just like the big black bird that just appeared a few days ago, they are not the same as themselves.

Deedric was happy with his current life, and although the great Chaos Four had quirks of one kind or another, once he got used to their rhythm, he felt that he was doing quite well.

After all, it's just a game, and Deedric doesn't think it makes a difference if he plays crazy in the game, but he sometimes forgets that, the game is so realistic that it's almost impossible to tell the difference between the real and the virtual.

Luckily, in the game, they always call themselves Acharn, and every time Didric hears the name, he remembers how many slaps he received that night, which always reminds him that nothing that happened here is true.

"Acharn!" Malfurion's roar seemed to come from the end of the world, and he wanted to set himself on fire in anger, but the chaotic power that filled his body bowed down to the tiny human in front of him like the most docile lamb.

"Shut up, I know, I'm Archahn!" Deedric snorted, and a deep pit burst out of the corrupted treeman's body, pale green juice flowing down the wound and pouring it on the walls, corroding the stone to charred black.

"So you're the Anonymous who came to give a gift to the great Chaos God, Acharn?" Diderick looked at Malfurion arrogantly: "You better hurry, because the great Archaon has wasted a lot of time in front of you, and he has a lot of bad things to do." ”

When Deedric spoke in the third person, he suddenly felt himself weakened by three points, and couldn't help adding, "Don't waste my time, you ugly old thing!" ”

Malfurion's huge body trembled with anger outside the city walls, shaking off a large pile of fragments, some of which looked like human internal organs, spores that disappeared into the ground after landing, and tree cockroaches the size of a basketball: "I will give my heart to you, great Archaun." ”

The once great druid, now the corrupted treant Malfurion, roared word by word, as if this was the only way to express his emotions, and the bones of Diderick's feet trembled with a foul stench.

But Deedric just gouged out his ears with his little fingers, and by the way, his fingers turned into sharp blades like Edward Scissorhands, and in the action just now, he accidentally enlarged his ears more than three times, but fortunately he didn't notice this 'small fight' injury at all, and the wound healed at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.

As the Corrupted Treant exerted its strength as if it were constipated, a 'heart' with a strange green color and a plant-like texture gradually grew at the top of the canopy.

The heart was a little too big for a human, the size of two basketballs.

Didrick, on the other hand, slit himself from chest to abdomen as if he were pulling a zipper, his ribs and entrails swinging lazily like chains inside, as if trying to make room for the new member.

Malfurion carefully sent his heart into the mismatched cavity, and breathed a sigh of relief.

It contains unparalleled corrupting power, and giving Malfurion, the heart of the tree, may lose most of his power, but it can also give him precious respite.

Deedric, who 'swallowed' the heart of the tree, burped contentedly, it wasn't the weirdest thing he'd tasted lately, but it definitely tasted the best!

He felt some itching on his back, as if something was gently cutting the texture of the muscles behind his back, the itching was getting worse and worse, Deedric couldn't help but want to reach out and scratch, he turned his neck straight one hundred and eighty degrees, and then saw two large bags bulging from his back.

As the skin stretched open and the muscles were torn apart, a pair of gray, rotten wings appeared behind Dederick's back.

"Acharn!" Malfurion shook his huge body and tried to support his huge body: "I've completed the agreement, now I'm leaving!" ”

", you old dog!" Didrick, who had just grown a pair of wings, flapped his wings and flew high, disappearing into the sky without looking back.

In reality, Yang Yuefan suddenly found that the energy level in the Achaen life support cabin was climbing rapidly, and according to the records displayed by the sensor, the nutrient solution in the life support cabin had been heated to more than 500 degrees at this time!

But Acharn's body was not damaged in the slightest, a large amount of data overflowed, and the red alarm lights kept flashing in the secret cabin, reflecting Yang Yuefan's iron-blue face.

His palm hesitated on a red button for a long time, and finally he was reluctant to press it.

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