Fearlessly looking at the mighty Draenei Garrison in front of him, Jon Mills emerged from the shadows and stood in front of Sylvanas. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The scorching light of fury flew towards Jon like mercury.

Jon's body slowly faded until it turned into a black ball.

Dissipate!

The flames of the light were completely blocked, and Jon reverted back to his original form.

In the bottom of his heart, he silently said to himself: "Switch to the main talent!" ”

The power of the shadows disappeared from his body little by little, but was replaced by a warm and blazing light!

The light sowed on Sylvanas, and she suddenly felt her body warm, like the cold winter sun, and the wound was healing at a speed that could be felt......

"Why save me!" She asked softly with a somewhat complicated expression.

She had killed this abominable creature countless times in her dreams, it was his dangerous plan that killed Shane, it was he who brought his group to this hellish place, and it was he who secretly abandoned his group...... Now, he actually stood in front of him, withstanding this Ereda's attack!

"I don't know......" Jon shook his head, "Maybe I don't want to do more!" ”

To be sure, he used the Fade Technique to sneak into the camp while the demons and the Draenei were fighting...... He could have waited for Malrad to kill Sylvanas before leaving, and then used Gul'dan's Skull to open the portal back to Azeroth, after all, the main goal of the Outlands trip had been accomplished......

But after a fierce ideological struggle, he finally stood up!

Sylvanas narrowly bypassed her own life indirectly, so she was returned...... As he thought, Jon summoned the light of the Holy Light, enveloping Sylvanas's body and healing the elf's injuries.

"Holy Light?" Garrison Marrad frowned, feeling the familiar power, he didn't expect his opponent to be also a follower of the Light...... So why did he attack Kleber and why did he steal Muru?

His hostility subsided slightly, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" ”

Jon took a closer look at the burly draenei garrison in front of him, and suddenly asked, "Are you Marrad?" ”

There seem to be only a few Draenei garrisons with such strength in this world, and you can vaguely guess it......

"How do you know my name?" Marrad frowned again, and his tone became as calm as possible: "Since you are also a believer in the Light, then let go of Muru, maybe we will ......"

"A friend of yours, Ireel, asked me to say hello......" Jon whispered.

"Irel ......" Hearing this name, the face of the garrison officer Marlad suddenly changed, this is his wife, his beloved, his lifelong remorse......

At Jon's orders, the shadow of Saratas appeared beside him, a mixture of light and shadow, but the guard, who was lost in thought, did not notice.

He remembered more than ten years ago, more than ten years ago, in Shattrath City, the orcs who drank the blood of demons frantically slaughtered in...... There were too many of them for the garrison to resist, and countless Draenei women and children died in the massacre, including Irel and her sister Samara......

The scene of Iriel's death reappeared in front of Marrad, a scene of great sorrow......

"Trap!"

It dawned on Marad that it was all a fantasy!

He opened his eyes, but the figure in front of him was long gone, and Jon picked up the badly wounded Sylvanas on the ground and fled into the distance!

Void tentacles tightly wrapped around the garrison, layered on top of each other, hindering his movements.

It took a lot of effort for Malrad to tear off all these strange things from his body...... Lifting the hammer, he was about to catch up when he suddenly heard a loud roar in the sky behind him.

I saw an evil warship appear in the sky, and countless demons swarmed down from above!

As the war continued, Malrad could faintly hear Adar inspiring them to fight.

"Damn, demonic reinforcements are here!"

It was Makzar, who had previously signaled the summoning of reinforcements.

Marrad knew that he could not abandon his comrades to face this group of demons alone, and without his own leader, they were not necessarily the demons' opponents.

After a moment of struggle, he made a decision, turned around and walked back towards the hillside in the midst of the fierce battle.

"He seems to be a follower of the Light, and I hope he doesn't do anything ......too much to Muru," the Garrison reassured himself.

……

With a swing of her great sword, Lotherma Theron split in half the imp who stood in her way, and they had now fled to the foot of the mountain, completely out of the demon's camp.

The little boy Arator is crying, and Caponia's sobs are faintly visible!

"Hadurun, you take them back to Khenriwa Village, and I'll go back to pick up General Sylvanas!" Lotherma ordered faintly.

"It can't be!" Haduron said indignantly, "Lotharma, how could we have abandoned you and lived alone. ”

"Hurry up, this is an order!" Lotherma gave her old friend a vicious look, this was the first time he had been so fierce to Haduron!

Someone had to send Arator away, he was still a child, and the Voidstorm was dangerous...... He also knew very well that Sylvanas alone could not be the opponent of that Ereda at all!

"Lotherma, I'll go back too, now that Arator is out of danger, I've fulfilled General Sylvanas's order!" Nathanos said with a gloomy face.

"Yes, let Caponia leave with Arator and the three of us go back to save General Sylvanas!" Haduron said hurriedly on the side.

Ignoring their quarrel, Caponia pointed to the hillside: "Wait, look what it is!" ”

When they looked up, they saw a white figure rushing down the mountain, and it seemed that he was still holding a person in his arms!

"Sylvanas!" Caponia recognized the badly injured figure, and she hurriedly rushed forward.

Putting down Sylvanas, Jon gasped for air, but fortunately, the female elf's physique was very athletic and there was almost no fat, so it didn't sink when she picked it up...... Otherwise, with his physical strength, he would not have been able to escape so far.

"It's you...... How could it be ......" Lotherma frowned, he easily recognized Jon.

The rest of the people looked at Jon with a look of astonishment on their faces.

"There's no time to explain, let's run!" Unbeknownst to Jon, the garrison Marlad had turned back to demonic reinforcements, he figured that the mighty paladin should be chasing after him soon.

Everyone nodded, picked up the badly wounded Sylvanas, and fled into the distance. (To be continued.) )