The stag ran through the forest, occasionally lowering its head, its hard antlers knocking away one Undead after another. The shortest distance between two points is a straight line, so Jiang Jie tried to avoid detours, continuing forward except to avoid hordes of Undead or trees and rocks.
A she-wolf led the way for him; it was Velinde.
This priestess is now a balance Druid. With the favor of the Moon Goddess and the blessing of the Wolf God, she has gradually mastered the powers of Worgen Form and Great Wolf Form, and can perfectly control her current body, making her extremely powerful.
In truth, she is the leader of all Worgen, and the only Worgen qualified to challenge the "alpha wolf" Ralaar. Because of the Scythe of Elune's Scythe, she can sense the presence of all Worgen within a certain radius, and in her perception, the most powerful "alpha wolf" Ralaar shines as brightly as the sun.
Jiang Jie didn't join the main force to rescue Genn, who was two kilometers away, because he knew that even if they all joined together, they couldn't possibly be a match for so many Undead. The only way now was to defeat and kill the "alpha wolf" Ralaar, and then rely on the power of the Scythe of Elune to control all the Bloodfang Worgen. Only by gathering the power of all the Worgen here could they fight against the Undead survival.
That's why we had this surprise attack.
" Nicholas, the Worgen are charging at us... no, they're charging at you!" Velinde's voice rang out, tinged with concern.
Since they were all in Wolf Form, and the Worgen couldn't possibly know each other, they definitely considered Velinde one of their own, while regarding Jiang Jie, who was always following Velinde, as an enemy.
Therefore, the Worgen came to "rescue" Velinde.
"Alright, Velinde, you go deal with Ralaar while I hold off these Worgen!" Jiang Jie shouted.
" Nicholas, watch out!"
A dozen seconds later, Velinde weaved through several Bloodfang Worgen and charged directly toward Ralaar.
Jiang Jie, however, kept his head down, directly knocked a Worgen away, and then transformed back into human form.
For him, the Stag Form, besides naturally concealing his identity, has only one advantage: it allows him to move at extremely high speed without consuming Chi, enabling him to maintain strong combat power even after long journeys.
As for the battle?
Indeed, the Bucks' charge is terrifying, but their mobility is lacking, and they are even inferior to their Wolf Form in head-on combat.
Malorne? That's an exception.
Now facing a real battle, Jiang Jie naturally reverted to his human form.
Without retrieving Strom'kar or Thori'dal, Jiang Jie didn't want to kill these Bloodfang Worgen Worgen the time being, because they would soon become his allies.
You are all my property, how could I possibly damage you?
Jiang Jie moved with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger, each punch landing squarely.
He took a step forward and threw a punch, hitting the oncoming Worgen squarely in the head. The Worgen groaned and collapsed unconscious from the head injury.
Jiang Jie pulled his leg back, turning his large steps into small ones. His left arm swung like a door panel to the side, smashing into another Worgen's neck. He then followed up with a punch, hitting a third Worgen in the abdomen.
In the blink of Lightning eye, all three Worgen fell.
Although none of them died, they were all rendered incapable of fighting in a short period of time, and it was not easy for them to get up from the ground.
A fist enveloped in Xiantian Chi is heavier than a heavy iron hammer weighing dozens of kilograms!
Jiang Jie withdrew his fist, not even glancing at it, and with a leap, he landed on a branch of a large tree using the Lightning and Rushing Thunder Step.
There were too many Worgen on the ground, so to avoid trouble, he chose to travel in the air.
The distance between one tree and another is only ten or twenty meters, and sometimes only a few meters. Their branches intertwine, and for Jiang Jie, running on these branches is no different from running on flat ground.
As long as you maintain a sufficient height off the ground, about ten meters is enough, you can effectively avoid most Worgen attacks.
Engaging with Worgen was pointless; he was more concerned with the battle unfolding in the distance.
Although Velinde wielded the Scythe of Elune, she had only received the Wolf God's blessing a little over a month ago.
She is nowhere near comparable to Ralaar, who was Archdruid 9300 years ago. Velinde needs his help.
" Belysra, I thought I'd never see you again." The black hood was lifted, revealing the face of a Night Elf.
The owner of this face looked at Belysra, who had finally approached him, and ordered none of the Worgen to attack her. He then scrutinized her for a long time before speaking in an icy tone, "You betrayed me! 9300 years ago!"
"Betrayal? Am I the Betrayer? Do you all enjoy condemning others so easily? Just like you condemned Illidan ten thousand years ago." The priestess's voice grew even colder. " Ralaar, you are the Betrayer!"
" Belysra, we should have been in control of everything. We paid a heavy price to destroy the Satyr. You used the Staff of Elune and Goldrinn's teeth to forge the Scythe of Elune. We sacrificed so much, yet we are questioned and targeted by Malfurion and Tyrande! But I didn't care about any of that, because Malfurion was powerless to punish me. But I never expected that you would be the one to betray me in the end!"
Ralaar gritted his teeth. "You stole the Scythe of Elune, you conspired with Malfurion to banish us to the deeper planes of the Emerald Dream, you forced us to endure 9300 years of cold solitude, you are the Betrayer!"
"It was my fault to create the Scythe of Elune, and I should be the one to end this mistake. 9300 years ago, I sealed you all away and banished myself. None of us should continue to exist in this world. If it weren't for your appearance, the world would have forgotten me by now." Belysra shook his head, his eyes filled with sorrow. "The power of the Emerald Dream hasn't tamed your Heart of the Wild either; you've become even more terrifying and uncontrollable!"
" Belysra, without the Scythe of Elune, you can no longer rely on it to bully others! Look at you now, I could kill you with one hand!" Ralaar's voice was filled with coldness and anger. He...
I'm being Dominate by my Heart of the Wild!
He could always remain rational, but when he was angry, he was easily Dominate by his Heart of the Wild. In the end, he still did not understand the way of "balance".
" Elune, I beseech your power to tame this beast that cannot turn back..." Belysra prayed softly.
Then a response was received.
A ray of moonlight pierced through the dense canopy and fell upon her, but Belysra felt a sense of disappointment and sadness upon sensing the intensity of this power.
She was no longer the high priestess she once was; apart from Tyrande, Shandris, and a handful of others, most of the sisters in the Temple of the Moon Goddess were unaware of her existence. That Elune hadn't forgotten her was already the greatest blessing she could bestow.
What right does she have to continue demanding?
Relying on this power, she was unable to withstand Ralaar's attack and was quickly knocked away by the claws, falling to the ground with wounds all over her body.
" Belysra, this is your fate, the fate of the Betrayer!" Ralaar gasped for breath, now in Worgen Form.
He's very strong, really strong. He's faster and stronger than other Worgen, and he also has the ability to lead other Worgen.
He was originally the leader of the Druid of the Scythe, and had been a wolf alpha for 9300 years. All the Night Elf Worgen trusted him and were willing to obey him.
Even after 9300 years, it will still be the same.
But this is not the end.
" Ralaar, can you sense its power? It's getting closer, closer." Belysra rose from the ground, the pure white moonlight no longer emanating from her, but she was now confident of victory. " The Scythe of Elune! It awakened over a month ago, and it's getting closer and closer. Can you sense the Wolf God's call? It... is coming!"