Chapter 549: Wrath of the Green Wind

Chapter 549 Wrath of the Green Wind

As the druids and green dragons sent by Malfurion and Ysera made in-depth investigations, more details of Sarah Dashiel's interior began to be revealed.

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Malfurion hammered the table angrily, "The inside of the entire tree trunk has been corroded beyond recognition, that cunning guy Xavius ​​only disguised the tree's appearance perfectly!"

Ysera said with a serious face, "There is no doubt that this is the birthplace of nightmares, everyone, get ready, let's lure Xavius ​​out first, as long as he is not the king of nightmares, it will be easy to clean up the corrosion Quite a few."

Since items from the outside world cannot be brought in, both Charlemagne and Azshara need to find weapons from the Emerald Dream. Carved into a fine staff.

Charlemagne could only use local materials. He also found a branch with a suitable shape among Garnier's branches to make the bow body, and at the same time gradually twisted the tough bark that Garnier had shed into bowstrings.

Although there is not enough time to make this bow perfect in a short period of time, holding this quasi-artifact named the Bow of Garnier by Charlemagne is enough for him to walk sideways in the Emerald Dreamland.

In half a month, the green dragons and druids had surrounded Sara Dashiel completely. Xavius ​​had realized that his lair was exposed, and sent the nightmare army several times to attack the defense line, but unfortunately they all returned in vain.

This guy probably made up his mind to defend to the death. After that, he never issued an attack order except to let those twisted nightmare monsters fill the space he created inside the tree trunk.

Under the canopy on the top floor, Xavius ​​in satyr form looked anxiously at the green dragon and the druid army below, "Damn it! How did they find out about Sarah Dashiel's anomaly? It's clear that thousands of years ago, they lived in peace. thing!"

At this time, Xavius ​​is not the bloated posture that he absorbed a large amount of nightmare power after Ysera lost the power of protection, but in contrast, his strength is far inferior to that ugly Xavier in full body s.

Now he looks more like the shadow of Xavius ​​in the Blackheart Grove. As the number one satyr, he was given power by different masters twice, and his strength has been forcibly raised to the level of a demigod...but he knows very well , this strength is not enough in front of Ysera.

"Huh? That's it!"

While he was anxiously observing the army surrounding Sara Dashiel, his pupils shrank suddenly. Among the few people who came out, he saw three figures that made him unforgettable.

"Malfurion, Ziran Farstrider, and...Queen Azshara."

When he mentioned Malfurion and Zilan, his tone was full of hatred, and when he mentioned Azshara, his expression became very complicated.

At this time, Charlemagne, who used arcane magic to transform into the form of Kieran Farstrider, was receiving Malfurion's sharp eye darts. Azshara and Ysera watched their interaction with speculative eyes.

"...Duke Theron, are you really Kieran Farstrider?"

Charlemagne scratched his head in embarrassment, "Ah... yeah, I won't hide it from you now, I accepted His Majesty Nozdormu's mission to go to 10,000 years ago like Rhonin and the others, if I offended you before... "

"I didn't mean to ask this!"

The honest man Malfurion interrupted Charlemagne's commentary in a rare and rude tone. He grabbed someone's shoulder with red eyes and asked in a cold tone, "So... the person Tyrande has always cared about. Is that you?"

"When I was not in the material world, what happened to you and Tyrande, tell me exactly what happened!"

Charlemagne struggled twice, but couldn't break free from Malfurion's strong grip. In desperation, he simply activated the blink technique and moved behind him.

"It is true that the High Priest of Whisper Wind already knew my identity, but nothing happened to us. Apart from her attitude changing, nothing major happened."

At this time, Azshara chuckled and fanned the flames beside him, "It is true that nothing has happened 'temporarily'. It is nothing more than Tyrande often going to his house to eat and live."

Charlemagne raised his head and looked at Azshara with an expression of "You actually poisoned your **** (Husky).jpg", this unexpected betrayal made him more than capable.

"No... I really didn't do anything, trust me!"

Seeing that Malfurion lowered his head and his face was completely darkened, Charlemagne hurriedly shook his hand and explained to him, while looking at Ysera who was smiling beside him with pleading eyes.

After receiving Charlemagne's distress signal, the Green Dragon Queen finally stood up and said something fair, "As far as I know, Charlemagne did not do anything. It might be better to say that Tyrande took the initiative. In short...Ma Fario, prepare yourself mentally."

'It's hard, old heart! '

Charlemagne slapped his forehead with a slap. Ysera's words were too straightforward and sincere. Although they were indeed fair words, they would probably have the opposite effect...

Just when Malfurion was about to explode, a gloomy and resentful laughter suddenly came from the surrounding circle of Sara Dashiel.

"Hmph! I didn't expect my enemies to gather so many at once, Kieran Farstrider, I thought you would have died in that big explosion long ago, but I didn't expect you to get along secretly. "

Savis' voice diverted the attention of all the people present to him, and Charlemagne also heaved a sigh of relief quietly. He confronted each other and laughed, "Savis, you haven't changed much, you are still so ugly and ugly. Stupid, do you feel comfortable being a slave with three surnames?"

"Shut up!"

Xavius ​​yelled furiously, and he finally gradually walked out from the piles of nightmare monsters.

"Who do you think I owe my appearance today? It's all you! If you didn't steal the queen's favor, I..."

"Boom!"

Azshara tapped the ground with Garnier's staff, and sarcastically said, "Savis, have you made a mistake? I have never thought of you more than a monarch or minister. In my eyes You are just a loyal minister, nothing more."

"Since you are holding a grudge because of the inexplicable shattered delusion, let me completely end your painful delusion today!"

"Queen Azshara..."

Xavius' face was distorted and gentle, as if he was trying to suppress some tyrannical impulses in his heart, "I will give you one last chance, marry me, marry me Xavius, the Nightmare King, and I will ask the great ancient **** Zos also grants you infinite power."

"Heh!" Azshara sneered, and directly condensed a spell that could be activated at any time on the top of the staff. Destroy it!"

"Yeah…"

Savis lowered his head and gradually let out a gloomy laugh, "Hmph...hahaha! Very good, then my last hesitation is gone, I must kill all of you here today!"