Seer: I, Miris, have no obstacles in my evolution

Seeing that Zagros's blade was about to collide with the charging Malfurion, Malfurion suddenly stopped:

"The Vast Forest!"

Two vines flew out from Malfurion's palm like snakes and sank into the ground.

In an instant, the roots of countless surrounding bamboo trees rose from the ground and combined with the fallen bamboo poles to form a natural cage that bound Sagros and Dean.

"The Lost Light!"

A green energy covered Malfurion's entire body, as if it were coated with a layer of coating that could change color at will, causing Malfurion's figure to completely disappear into the green bamboo forest.

In addition, the speed of escape was so fast that no one could see where Malfurion was going.

Although Zagros and Dean quickly broke free from their restraints, by the time they were ready to chase again, Malfurion had already disappeared.

"General Dean, Malfurion has escaped."

Zog stepped forward and reported.

"I can see it, why don't you chase it quickly!"

Dean punched Zog angrily.

"General Dean, calm down. I have a backup plan. As long as we have this radar, Malfurion will never disappear."

At this time, Allison walked forward and pointed at the blue radar in his hand and spoke confidently to Dean.

It turned out that the spike trap he set up not only contained poisonous spikes, but also a device that automatically launched trackers next to it. One of the trackers happened to fall on Malfurion's back.

"You're still a bit useful, Zog. You should learn from Allison."

"You guys continue to negotiate with Chief Ikza. I'll go ahead."

Dean finally showed a relieved smile on his face. He took the tracking radar from Allison and started tracking Malfurion on his exclusive hovercraft.

……

Beside a quiet lake, Malfurion, who had escaped from the jaws of death, was using the lake water to treat his wounds. As a dual-element elf of grass and psychic powers, although Malfurion's healing skills were not as top-notch as those of the Ancestral Spirit Beast, he had no problem healing himself.

However, it would take Malfurion a long time to completely heal the injuries inflicted by a top-tier warrior like Zagros. The only thing he had to wait for was the midday sunlight.

If he waits until noon, Malfurion can use the power of nature to heal himself, not only can he recover to his peak condition, but he can even increase his combat power in a short period of time.

"Qilin, I will protect the bamboo forest wholeheartedly no matter what. I hope you won't become angry because of the actions of the Pasol people."

Malfurion muttered to himself as he waited for the opportunity.

"Tsk tsk, how miserable! Why do you do this?"

Dean tracked here with the help of the tracking radar and taunted Malfurion who was struggling to recover from his injuries.

Malfurion heard the voice and quickly turned around and stared at Dean vigilantly.

Dean also didn't dare to delay, and slowly unfolded the flying backpack behind him. He just wanted to test the power of his upgraded electromagnetic cannon, and Malfurion was a good target for testing weapons.

"I'll ask you one last time. Tell me where Qilin is, and I'll let you go. Otherwise, I won't mind taking your life."

Dean's tone was very cold as he threatened and bribed Malfurion for the last time.

"Qilin is undergoing important training. This concerns the survival of Planet Pasol. I will never let you disturb him."

Malfurion flatly refused.

The so-called important practice of Qilin is actually to build the wings of fire. The wings of fire have powerful power and can even bring a planet back to life.

If you ask me, if the endless energy of Seer is not enough, just drag the Qilin over. It is much more useful than any endless energy, and it will never be stolen or robbed. After all, the number of people who can beat the Qilin in this world's universe can be counted on one hand.

"There are tens of thousands of planets in the universe. I don't care about one planet, Pasol. With your strength, you shouldn't care either. The ones who really need this planet are those stupid Pasol people, but they are destroying their own cradle step by step."

Dean shook his head and was ready to get rid of Malfurion. If Malfurion died, Qilin would definitely appear.

"This has nothing to do with profit or need. I was born on this planet, so naturally I have to protect it."

As Malfurion said this, he rushed towards Dean despite his injuries. He wanted to defeat him and escape before the other party released Zagros, otherwise he would have no chance.

"madness!"

Dean quickly activated the jet pack he had prepared in advance and instantly took off into the air. The light blade on his arm flipped out and raised above his head, crashing towards Malfurion like a rocket.

Malfurion had not expected that Dean's real strength would be so terrifying. Coupled with the injuries he had suffered before, he was unexpectedly knocked into the lake by Dean, and a large amount of blood flowed from his chest under the impact of the lightsaber.

"Damn it, my previous injury hasn't healed yet, and it's not even noon yet."

Malfurion climbed out of the lake and looked up at the sun which had not yet risen to the center. He felt very unwilling. If Dean had found him a little later, he might have been able to escape successfully, but now he had no choice but to fight.

Fighting is not the only option, but the only answer to staying alive.

But Dean was not going to give him another chance. The light blade in his right hand unfolded from the middle and transformed into an electromagnetic cannon.

The light dancing on my fingertips is my immortal faith. The magnetic force at the muzzle of the electromagnetic cannon jumps up and down, turning into a dazzling blue energy ball that shoots out.

"hateful!"

Relying on the extremely strong vitality of the grass elf, Malfurion successfully resisted Dean's attack. His fists were covered with a layer of green energy, and he used all his strength to attack Dean again.

But Dean had the advantage of flying, and it was easy for him to dodge Malfurion's attack. On the other hand, Malfurion could not avoid his artillery fire.

Malfurion had no chance of winning at all. Dean felt a little proud for a moment. He stopped his attack, hovered in the air and looked at Malfurion quietly.

"You have no chance of winning. Give up. Fighting any further will only cause more pain."

"Give up, can giving up only let go of the lost half and keep the remaining half? Since I can't keep it, then I will fight to the death, Nether Green Field Strike!"

Malfurion's body was covered in a layer of green energy that exuded the breath of plant life. The plants under his feet climbed up step by step under its control, carrying him into the air and releasing a green energy column towards Dean.

The advantage of being able to fly is too obvious. Although Malfurion can increase his standing height, Dean can easily stand at a higher height.

This is what is called "the devil is one foot high, but the Tao is ten feet higher."