My Frostmourne can't be so cute

My Frostmourne Can't Be So Cute Chapter 639

"Ilidan!"

Malfurion didn’t need to think about it, and knew that only his brother could help him at this time—he quickly propped himself up from the ground and saw Illidan fall to the place where he was standing. Trying hard to get up.

"Malfurion, take Tyrande out of here, hurry up!"

Illidan stood up quickly from the ground. He didn't turn his head to look at Malfurion, but stared at the hell dog in front of him, and squeezed out a low growl from his teeth.

Tyrande?——Malfurion looked not far away——The priestess in moon white robes was lying flat on the ruins, seeming to have passed out.

"What are you talking about, Illidan... Let's run away together! Or defeat this monster together... How could I leave you?"

Malfurion struggled to get up from the ground, he walked to Illidan's side and said loudly.

"Are you confident to defeat this guy, Malfurion? Even if I can still use spells freely, there is not much hope, not to mention now... Listen to me, you will run away with Tyrande right away, you You can also use some natural spells. When Tyrande wakes up, the two of you can do a lot of things together...I will block this guy. If I defeat it, I will go to the Moon Temple to find you."

Illidan stared at the Hellhound in front of him-waving his two tentacles, tearing the vines that Malfurion had planted from the ground to pieces-Illidan knew it, enjoy it as this monster After passing the natural force on these vines, he will turn his attention to his group.

"No, no, I definitely can't leave you behind."

Malfurion flatly rejected Illidan's suggestion.

"I told you to leave quickly, you idiot! Malfurion, can't you hear the sounds around us?"

Illidan turned abruptly, grabbed Malfurion's shoulder, and shouted.

"sound?"

Malfurion was stunned for a moment, then stopped his breath, and listened quietly to the sound-he quickly heard the movement of Xi Xisuo Suo, some coming from a distance, but getting closer and closer Growl.

"what is that?"

Malfurion asked nervously.

"I don't know, but... Fortunately, what we met before was just a lonely hell dog, so that the two of us can stand here and talk nonsense... Unfortunately, I am fragrant and I think those guys are very It’s coming soon—this Hellhound doesn’t have a companion nearby... We may soon face an army of demons."

Illidan said anxiously—it is no longer necessary to hide his and Malfurion traces—the huge sound just now will definitely attract many demons staying nearby.

"Let's run together! Take advantage of it now!"

Malfurion said nervously.

"No... we can't run away together, Malfurion... this guy is as agile as a hunting dog, and we only have two legs. There are also those demons that are coming. Someone must stay to hold him back. they."

Illidan shook his head and said.

"Then I stay, Illidan, I am more combative than you... You take Tyrande away, and I will come to you after I solve those monsters!"

How could Malfurion let his younger brother take on such a dangerous task-he knew that those who stayed had little hope of surviving, and because of this, he had to rush to take on such a duty instead.

"Shut up, Malfurion! You are right, so I must stay! Even if I leave with Tyrande, there is no power to protect her... Now only you can use spells, so you protect her. Tyrande’s safety!"

Illidan roared in a low voice.

"No, I can not……"

Malfurion was still shaking his head-he knew Tyrande's safety was very important, but... to let him leave his own brother, Malfurion refused to say anything.

"Shut up, Malfurion! Listen well... you will leave with Tyrande now! If she suffers even a little harm... I will never let you go, do you understand! Now... I get out!"

Illidan couldn't stand Malfurion's mother-in-law anymore. He pushed his brother-the kind that almost pushed Malfurion to the ground-Illidan spoke in an almost desperate tone. , Shouting to his brother.

"Ilidan, we..."

Malfurion took two steps back and looked at his brother in surprise—he had never seen Illidan be so crazy, nor had he seen him be so angry—even he and him were so important Things didn’t happen when they quarreled, but...

"Go!"

Illidan pushed Malfurion again, and then rushed towards the hellhound that had torn all the vines to pieces.

"Ilidan...you have to be careful!"

Malfurion gritted his teeth-he knew that it would be useless to persist anymore. After hesitating for a while, Malfurion decided to follow Illidan's advice-he ran to Tyrande and took the petite The priestess of the moon hugged her from the ground, and finally took a look at her brother's back, made up her mind, and ran to the depths of the distant ruins without looking back.

"Malfurion, Tyrande... I hope you can be safe..."

Illidan didn't turn his head either—he just listened to Malfurion's messy footsteps, with a smile of relief at the corners of his mouth, and murmured.

Illidan knew that he could not escape—except for the Hellhound that was slowly approaching him, at the corner of the street, several new and larger hellhounds appeared—they and the original Like which of the hellhounds, with its mouth wide open, disgusting, pale green saliva dripping from the corners of its mouth, slowly approaching Illidan, gradually forming a circle, surrounding him in the middle, squeezing towards The corner of the broken wall.(To be continued.)

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"Go away! Go away!"

Illidan wielded his short dagger desperately, trying to intimidate the terrible hellhounds and keep them from getting close to him-however, the seemingly non-deterrent action did not scare the monsters, they approached Illidan a little , Using the forked tentacles to poke Illidan's body continuously, as if testing whether his prey was fresh and lively, and as if he was teasing his prey-like a wild cat catching a field mouse After that, I will play with my soft paws.

Illidan felt desperate-he even began to count the number of hellhounds besieging him-one, two... and even more not far away, there are more hellhounds. Gather here.

Suddenly, the tentacle of a hellhound seemed to be a little tired of this kind of teasing game-it slammed on Illidan's body severely, staggering his whole person, and then, the tentacle He entangled Illidan's ankle and slammed him to the ground.

"Asshole! Let go, let me go!"

When Illidan drove away Malfurion, he was determined to be like a hero who regarded death as home, but when death really came, he still couldn't face it calmly.

While yelling in horror, Illidan desperately grabbed the tentacle with his hands, trying to get it out of his ankle. It was at this time that Illidan realized that he still had a handful. dagger.

This was almost an instinctive reaction-Illidan waved his wrist violently, and the sharp dagger struck a silver-white light in the night, cutting the hellhound's tentacles around his ankle into two pieces.

Light green sap splashed from the place where the tentacle broke, and most of the tentacle fell weakly at Illidan's feet-the hell dog whose tentacles had been cut off made a miserable howl, it was hurried. The ground retreated, but the dark green sap continued to squirt out, and soon the hellhound groaned softly to the ground, twitched twice, and stopped moving.

"Come on! You demons!"

Illidan climbed up from the ground, he waved the tentacle of the hellhound with one hand, and picked up the tentacle of the hellhound that he had cut off with the other hand, waving like a whip. , Quandang is a handy weapon.

Obviously, the Hellhounds were not astonished by the fall of their companions. They continued to rush towards Illidan one by one, trying to eat him.

Illidan waved his tentacles in a panic, trying to drive away the hellhounds who were gradually approaching him. Suddenly, the tentacles in Illidan's hand and the tentacles of a hellhound were entangled together. He struggled desperately, thinking He wanted to separate the tentacles in his hand from the hellhound's tentacles, but found something was not quite right.

"How is this going?"

Illidan muttered to himself in a low voice in surprise-he felt something was wrong-a faint but clearly visible arcane force passed from his tentacles to his palm.

Illidan was surprised. He didn't understand what had happened, but... it seemed that he could use the arcane power drawn from this tentacle...

Although not tested, Illidan felt this way—he stretched out his hand flatly, pointed at the hellhound in front of him, and gently chanted a simple spell—this was what he knew, The most convenient and fast, but the most powerful offensive spell.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the Hellhound didn't even have time to react. Under the bombardment of the spell Illidan released, his whole body flew upside down, and fell to the ground fiercely, with a big hole in his belly, a big hole. A large amount of dark green juice poured out from the hole in its stomach, splashed on the ruins below it, making a sneer, obviously dead.