"Hahaha......"

Harvey threw away the crystal and burst out laughing.

"Looks like I'm underestimating you—" The Night Elf Counsellor stared at Malfurion, "You have some means to escape from my crystal cage, and that's what you're capable of." But if you think you can escape my clutches with this little trick, I'll let you know how naïve you are! ”

The surging energy gathered in Harvis's hands, which lit up like glowing lamps, and after a quick recite of the incantation, Harvey swung his hands forward, and the fiery flames swept towards Malfurion.

Malfurion waved his hand seemingly casually, and an invisible cloud of energy leaped in his hand like an obedient child, and then suddenly spread and enveloped him, Harvey's firestorm exploded around the druid, and the raging flames surrounded Malfurion, and then the jumping flame tip was blocked by the invisible wall of air, and the druid did not even have a single hair.

Harvey's eyes widened.

"What kind of power is this!"

You can't blame the Night Elf Counsellor for his shock, this existence who has lived for thousands and is second only to the Elven Empress, Harvey's use of arcane energy is not comparable to those old guys, but his understanding of magic is also beyond the reach of most people.

Harveys was amazed by Karl's distinctive body that absorbed the sun's rays for his own use, and the light energy that was holier and more healing than Elune's light.

And then, the magic of the use of evil energy by the strong men of the Burning Legion, and all kinds of extremely destructive evil spells, shocked Harveys and deeply indulged in them, and Harvey was always looking forward to having such a powerful power.

And now, the magic energy used by this ghost-like young elf in front of him is another kind of magic that Harvey has never seen before-

Harvey didn't know that there was a mythical beast called the Grass Mud Horse, but he felt as if his heart had been trampled by 10,000 nightblade leopards roaring and galloping, and he had an indescribable anger...... And jealousy!

The young elf in front of him looked like a country boy, with shabby leather armor, and even the color was the original color of the animal skin, gray and gray, and it looked inferior to the lowliest elves in the slums of Asaline. However, it was such a low-status Night Elf who was able to control this new powerful spell.

Harvis's face suddenly contorted!

Malfurion stared at Harvis, guarding against his spell attacks, and the druid, though encouraged and guided by Crassus, understood what kind of energy he had learned from Cenarius, the moment he broke the crystal cage.

The druid felt a multiplier of spirits, and he sensed not only Karl and Manolos, who were fighting fiercely in the palace not far away, but also rocks, wind, clouds, dirt, trees, and even animals and insects...... All things. Malfurion felt like he had never felt better than at this moment.

Then, the druid felt that everything he perceived was occupied by anger. All the evils of the upper elves and demons have offended nature like never before—nature is angry!

I promise I'll do my best! Malfurion responded to them firmly.

It seemed like an eternity to Malfurion, but when he took one last look at Harvis, it was a few seconds at most. The Counsellor stood there with a gloomy face, his expression dull to show that he was preparing, that he was using the power of his master behind him to try to finally destroy the ...... in front of him Hate opponents!

Malfurion smiled at the absurdity of the other Night Elves. He raised his hands as if embracing the sky, and the druid began to summon the forces of nature.

The wind suddenly swept in through the palace window, and the sky outside was overcast, and the thunder and lightning roared like a war drum that shook the sky, and Harveys, who was chanting spells, couldn't help but frown.

His instincts told him that the redneck boy in front of him was more threatening than the star messenger he hated—for him!

A thunderbolt hit the palace.

The palace shook violently—and exploded.

Varosen knelt in front of Azhara with his helmet in the crook of his arm: "You call me, the light of a thousand moons of my glory!" ”

The Elven Empress sat in an elegant chair, and the lady-in-waiting, Fasqi, plucked the skin of a grape and put it into the Empress's small, ruddy mouth.

It wasn't until Azhara slowly swallowed the grapes that the Elven Empress stretched lazily.

"Yes, my dear Varosson. I wonder, what's going on out there? What noise is coming from above the palace? ”

The captain of the Praetorian Guard raised his head and looked at the impossibly beautiful Empress: "It's Karl...... Carl El, Starbringer. Valosen noticed that the Empress's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly lowered his gaze slightly, "The Starbringer destroyed the crystal barrier of Harvey and Manolos, and now they only have the last core crystal left, and the Starbringer is fighting fiercely with the demon of the abyss...... As for the other part, I'm very sorry, my Queen. I haven't heard from that side yet. ”

"You've done a great job, my captain."

Aishara glanced at the two rows of demonic guards standing at the entrance of the palace like emotionless machines, but a touching smile appeared on her face.

"I thought, no matter what the end result is! I'm afraid I'll have to move out of this palace too! ”

Fasqi opened his mouth to say something, but swallowed himself back into his stomach.

Varosen stared sharply at the Empress: "Your will is what my sword is directed at!" My Majesty! Varosen will always fight for you! ”

Azhara nodded in satisfaction.

"You go down, no matter what happens, be alert, I want to see you alive."

Varosson respectfully clenched his fist to his chest, saluted Azara, and then turned and left the palace.

Azhara was followed closely by the Doomsday Guards to the terrace of the palace, and she looked up at a huge rock that was flying out of the sky.

The Abyss Lord's angry roar made even the palace tremble.

Will you come?

A slight smile tugged at the corner of the Elven Empress's mouth......

A violent hurricane suddenly swept through the palace, and Harvey stood as if he had taken root under his feet, and the wind whistled through the elven counsellor's robes.

"Nice spell!" Harvey coldly praised, directly dissipating the energy of the Well of Eternity condensed in his hand, Harvey raised his hands forward, as if holding a void ball, "But it's useless!" Young boy, though you have the power of the Well of Eternity, I also have the power that my God has given me! Now - let you see the great power of God! ”

Between his hands, it was as if all the light had suddenly been absorbed.

Malfurion saw nothing but darkness, darker than the deepest starry sky!

The elven counselor suddenly threw the black ball into the sky, and the black sphere suddenly expanded like a monster that had been loosened, and then formed a huge black vortex.

The druid suddenly felt a powerful evil aura constantly surging from it!

"Hahaha~ Run! Fear it! Cry and beg for mercy in front of the great Lord Sargeras! - Perhaps, the merciful Creator will mercifully give you a way to live. ”

Malfurion laughed suddenly. The elven counsellor didn't realize who he was fighting against, he thought he was still just facing an ordinary mage.

"No, my Excellency," said the Night Elves, "for you, only the power of the well and the power of the demons can be considered divine! And for me, the power of the whole world will help me! ”

Harvey scoffed, "I don't have the skills to talk to you." ”

Malfurion felt that even the Well of Eternity would answer his call, and he gained more power from the Well than ever before. It made him feel shocked for a moment, but when the power was used by him, it reassured him.

The storm swept around Harvis, and the Night Elf Counselor, though still standing, had a harder and harder expression on his face, and the black vortex above continued to devour the storm's power, and even Malfurion was pulled towards the vortex by the huge suction.

It can't go on like this!

Malfurion realizes that even if the forces of nature obey his call, it is clear that he is not skilled enough in the use of the great power of nature, and if he continues to delay like this, he will be the one who will fail in the end. The druids calmed down and communicated with nature in full force, and the storm roared and rolled again, and the lightning in the sky grew louder and more numerous.

The lightning struck the palace, and the wind tore it over, and the lightning and the storm finally merged, and in Harvis's frightened eyes, purple lightning shot out of the storm, and Harvey couldn't even dodge, and was hit squarely.

The original gorgeous robe was scorched black, and Harvis's face was as black as the bottom of the real pot, his clothes were shattered, his bare shoulders and arms, and the flesh and blood split by lightning were still smoking. But he hasn't fallen yet—

Harvey frantically begged Sargeras for strength, and the black vortex in the sky instantly expanded, and the lightning storm around Harvey was sucked in at once.

The druid stared at the huge black vortex in shock, and was hesitating whether to turn around and run away, but the black vortex suddenly disappeared into thin air as if he had suddenly appeared. Malfurion was glad and came to his senses to finish off Harvis, the culprit who had brought disaster to the world, and Harvis's form had already appeared outside the palace.

Malfurion hurried after him.

A huge figure swept in front of Harvis, and the elven counselor, who was running wildly, was startled, and quickly stopped, staggering forward a few steps, and then stopped, and turned his head to look, Manolos, covered in injuries and full of embarrassment, was standing up from the collapsed palace-

"Harvey—"

Malfurion chased after him, and the druids immediately began to summon the forces of nature, ready to put an end to the sin of the elven counsellor's life once and for all.

However, Harvey ignored Malfurion's cries, and the Night Elf Counsellor felt a chill welling up from the bottom of his heart and bone marrow, a murderous aura that made him feel cold and desperate, and he looked up in the direction where Manolos had flown out.

The upper part of the Empress's palace was already in tatters, and Harveys narrowed his eyes at the glare of the sun, and the huge sword grew bigger and bigger in his eyes......

Then, the elven counsellor felt his body suddenly lighten up, and a force he had never felt before flew backwards with him...... With a sudden shock, Harvey finally felt himself stop, and the elven counselor felt as if something was something more in his body, and he lowered his head—

The Titan Greatsword, which Manolos called the Sword of Domination, had a wide blade that occupied almost his entire body, and as soon as it passed through, the feeling of solidity behind him came, and Harvey sighed, it was the walls of the palace.

What a pity......!

The Night Elf Counsellor's eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and finally—he closed his eyes reluctantly.

The lifeless body suddenly went limp like a noodle, hanging like a rag doll on a huge sword...... (To be continued.) )