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Chapter 1868 Hatton: Velen! Eat my friendship and break Yan Fist!

The planet's ecological restoration plan that Valeera came up with was not a spur-of-the-moment idea, nor was it a random talk. It was a conclusion reached after in-depth research by multiple non-governmental organizations such as the Cenarion Council and the Earthen Ring.

Although it is only a tentative first version of the plan, Hatton's knowledge can tell that the entire plan is rigorous. This is by no means simply made to trick the Broken into joining the team.

Hatton indeed hated the Burning Legion and wished he could eat its flesh and sleep on its skin.

However, as the only ancient master of the Argus Broken One, he did not have a good impression of Velen who had "abandoned" his compatriots and fled his hometown, but he was not as extreme as he was towards the Burning Legion.

If possible, Hatton doesn't want to see Vilon's old face again, which is bound to make him feel negative.

However, as the leader who has led the Argus Breakers for more than 20,000 years, Hatton has long passed the age of being impulsive.

As long as he can achieve his ambition of reviving Argus, he is even willing to kneel down and lick Velen's shoes.

Things like face are meaningless to the Broken One, who has long lost his face and has an ugly and distorted appearance. If he can exchange his face for something more practical, Hatton will never hesitate.

However, even though he said this, Hatton, who followed Valeera to Eridas, would inevitably have extremely complicated emotions in his heart.

Sure enough... When Hatton saw Velen, whose appearance had not changed much from before, except that his beard and hair had turned white, at the end of the ruling dynasty, he still couldn't control the resentment he had been holding back for more than 20,000 years. He dropped his weapon on the spot and raised his fists. Smashed it at Velen's old face.

Being able to drop the weapon showed that he still retained part of his sanity. Sarlayan did not take action to stop him. Instead, he stopped Valeela who was trying to take action, and pulled his confidante to step back and watch the show.

Judging from Velen's calm face and slightly guilty eyes when he faced the rapidly approaching Hatton, he seemed to be planning to bear Hatton's anger head-on.

From Velen's point of view, Hatton, who has been a Breaker for more than 25,000 years in order to protect his people, is indeed qualified to do so.

However, Yrel couldn't just watch her mentor be humiliated like this. She stood up from behind Velen in a flash and stood in front of the prophet to face Hatton's angry old fist.

"boom!"

Yrel, who did not dodge, took Hatton's blow of the Face-breaking Fist on behalf of his mentor.

As a paladin with both physical and mental abilities, Yrel, who only entered the realm of demigods last year, has already surpassed the old and frail Velen in physical strength.

If Haddon's hateful blow hit Velen, it wouldn't kill him on the spot, but it would certainly make the old prophet suffer for a while.

But for Yrel, being punched in the face by Hatton, who was an agility professional... wasn't painful or itchy, but it wasn't really a serious injury.

It wasn't until his fist hit the target that the hot-headed Hatton came to his senses and realized that he had hit the wrong person.

"You..." Hatton looked at the young girl standing in front of Velen with complicated eyes: "Who are you from Velen?"

Yirel wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with an indifferent expression: "I am Yirel, the apprentice of the prophet."

"Sir Hatton, I can understand the resentment of the Eredar compatriots who were left behind in Argus, but... the teacher is already quite old and suffers from serious illnesses. I can't sit back and watch him get beaten up at his age. After a while, let me bear your anger on his behalf."

"A stubborn disease?"

Hatton, who had calmed down, looked coldly at Velen, who didn't show anything strange at all: "Why can't I see that he looks sick?"

"Weilun, you are still so cowardly. Can you really hide under the protection of your apprentice with peace of mind?"

"Hey~"

Velen smiled bitterly and lifted up the prophet's robe that covered his hands. Only then did Haddon realize that his hands had been resting on Yrel's armor and trying to push her away, but...

With Velen's physique as a spellcaster, trying to pull away from the paladin Yrel, who has also entered the realm of demigods, is obviously a dream.

"Tsk!"

Hatton took advantage of the donkey's step back and said sarcastically: "Weilun, you are really old...forget it, I don't care about it like a child."

To Hatun, who has lived for nearly 30,000 years, Yrel, who is not yet a hundred years old, is indeed just a child. He would not surrender his identity to vent his anger on Yrel, who loyally protects his mentor.

"Cough~"

Seeing the show coming to an end, Sharlayan stood up and spoke a fair word for Velen.

"Sir Hatton, I have no intention of getting involved in the grievances among the Eredar people, but I want to confirm one thing first. Velen is indeed sick. It is a disease unique to the immortal species called 'wear and tear'."

"Wear and tear?"

Hatton turned to look at Sarlayan dubiously: "You should be the leader of this expedition fleet, right? What are the symptoms of the wear and tear disease you mentioned, and why have I never heard of it?"

The Eredar civilization also had a glorious period. At that time, their scientific research achievements in all aspects were very outstanding. Hatton is a veteran Eredar who has survived from that golden period to this day.

In Hatton's knowledge, he had never heard of this wear and tear disease. He suspected that this was just a non-existent disease that Sharlayan made up to excuse Velen.

"Well..." Sarlayan smiled and spread his hands: "Theoretical things are more troublesome. When you have time, you can check out the research papers I compiled in the past few years."

"Simply put, wear and tear is an inevitable psychological disease."

"The longer they live and the more suffering they experience, the more severe the symptoms of wear and tear will be, until eventually the psychological defenses of immortal species will be completely broken, causing them to develop a variety of strong negative emotions such as self-destruction, world-weariness, and madness."

Sarlayan looked meaningfully at Hatton, whose face changed a little, and said, "If I'm not wrong, Sir Hatton should have a deep understanding of this, right?"

As Salyan said, although Hatton miraculously survived the long years of 25,000 years ago with his extremely strong will, this does not mean that he will not suffer the effects of wear and tear.

On the contrary, the Broken who are constantly tormented by evil energy will be more severely damaged by wear and tear than ordinary people.

Hatton, who has become increasingly powerless in recent years, is not sure how long he can maintain his sense of self if he never sees hope of a successful resistance.

Shaking his head to temporarily get rid of the chaotic thoughts in his mind, Hatton changed the topic with a gloomy expression: "Let's not talk about these things. I came here to confirm... The Azeroth Alliance really has a way. Defeat the Burning Legion and restore the ecological environment of Argus?"

"Yes." Sarlayan didn't pay attention to Hatton's blunt topic-changing skills, and nodded decisively along with his inquiry: "But trying to restore the status quo of Argus that has been deeply eroded by evil energy is destined to be an extremely long process. .”

"The top priority is that we still need to join forces to defeat the Burning Legion entrenched in Argus and expel the Shadow Guard Void Spirit parasitic on Eredas. As for the subsequent restoration of the ecological environment..."

"We can wait until the first step of the plan is completed and then discuss it in depth. Sir Hatton, what do you think?"

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