Chapter 2627

Entering the big tree, the communication between Su Ming and savis is unexpectedly smooth. The former Elven prime minister, now deformed Sartre, has a very friendly attitude towards his little black incarnation.

This big man is a bit evil in his smile, but he is a villain. When a warm smile appears on the face of a devil like Sartre, it will certainly be ferocious.

It's really great to be a symbiotic host. When dealing with people who believe in ancient gods, they even save the steps to prove their identity. As long as people see that they are covered with tentacles, it's enough to solve all doubts.

Of course, there are also some skills. The relationship between ancient gods was hostile. When they pretended to be envoys of enzos, they could only produce thousands of tentacles, but they could not have eyes on them.

Once the tentacle has eyes, it will be regarded as a believer of ksun, the God of thousand eyes. That is the enemy of enzos.

"Master sent me to help you get rid of Malfurion Stormrage."

“N'Zothagqam！ Let the tide take him into the master's dream, let him kneel down! Wither! corruption! His flesh and blood will become a surging tide of blood! We will dance wildly in the master's blessing

The dialogue is so simple. Su Ming disguises himself as a god envoy and so on. He says a word, and then savis reaches a climax completely.

The huge Sartre laughed wildly, covered his belly, and the twisted red blade like sharp corners of his body kept shaking, making a small sound.

In fact, it's very simple for the people who want to cheat the ancient gods, because although the goods are not completely blind and stupid, their people basically have no means to contact their superiors.

That is to say, only when enzos remembers, he will contact his tool men and assign them tasks to do things. More often, he is still sleeping in the unknown city of nyorosa.

"Take me to your enemy, savius. Hurry up, hurry up. The master wants his flesh and blood."

According to the style of the cult, Su Ming urged again.

The red light in the dark expanded, and a large mass of red twisted vines rose from the ground. It was wrapped with a ferocious eyeball full of blood. The huge pupil was a portal, and it was surrounded by dense flies.

Savis bent down and made a "come in" gesture. He laughed so much that he could not wait to kill Malfurion.

On the opposite side of the portal is the corner of the jadeite dream that has been corrupted. Huge red and black thorns break out of the ground, and the grass is also infected into a gorgeous red fungus blanket. The black stream bubbles like asphalt and flows slowly at the foot of the death knell.

All kinds of twisted creatures that can only be seen in nightmares can be seen here. Crazy Druids, fallen tree demons and bear monsters, deformed pieces of meat and tentacles drill out of their bodies.

There is even a translucent green dragon not far away. The nightmare network is like a big net, winding around the dragon's dream form and transforming it.

Unlike the death knell, which enters the dream as an entity, the green dragon itself should still be sleeping somewhere in Azeroth. It doesn't notice its own changes. It crawls on the red grass like a hill, shortness of breath, and doesn't know what it dreams of.

"This is elanecus of the green dragon legion, one of isera's spouses, and I'm secretly changing it in my dreams." Savis came to Xiao Hei's back and explained with a smile: "it will gradually become irritable and suspicious. Its fragile mind is like the fragile wings of an insect in front of its master's great power."

It seems that people made of black mud smile, showing their white teeth, and their tentacles dance wildly:

"well done."

The praised savis touched the back of his hand covered with black hair, gave out a gloomy laugh, and said:

"the four dragons of the dream have also been secretly influenced by me. It only takes a little longer for me to kill isera and give her green flesh and blood to her master."

"What the master wants now is Malfurion. He wants his mind to be unconnected. He wants him to become a dead bone, so that he can be sent to Nerosa by madness and death." Su Ming plays the role vigorously, he holds two fists to wave in front of, looks like pisavis even more fanatical.

"I understand. I understand. My black emissary, please be calm." Savius fondly touched the sleeping dragon with his hand, and then went to another direction: "the reflection of the dream forest is in this dream. Malfurion is living in the den under the tree. I will let the believers launch a wave of offensive to attract the eyes of the guards. You and I will go around the battlefield to find him, drown him in his sleep and dismember him on the master's altar."

The shadow nodded and gave a strange laugh: "good, that's it. Send the lamb to slaughter and make a valuable sacrifice."

The derivatives of nightmares are like clay monsters with feet, covered with red spikes. They are endless cannon fodder. As long as there are people in Azeroth who have nightmares, as long as enzos is still there, they will not die.Savis is worthy of being the high level of the spirit empire in the past. Isala doesn't do business every day. He is responsible for all kinds of internal affairs and military affairs by himself, and his ability is not bad.

After getting rid of the intelligence reducing effect of the Burning Legion, he took refuge in the ancient god. Now he is in a crazy sober state. Su Ming has nothing to say about his choice of strategy and tactics.

All kinds of monsters set out in a mighty way, just like a red river, surrounded by strange red fog, heading towards the direction of green light in the distance.

And savis uses magic to turn himself into an ordinary night elf.

Illusions, deceptions, shadows, these are the powers that the ancient gods gave him.

Seeing his hand, Su Ming simply turned himself into a pool of mud, leaving only one head moving on the ground, which was more in line with the tune of the evil god.

They set out in this way. Instead of walking with the army, they took another path in the woods.

Emerald dream is full of all kinds of trees, as far away from the nightmare of infection range, you can see the boundless forest, and all kinds of animals living in it.

Among the dense branches and leaves, squirrels and birds make different sounds. They don't know what happened. At this time, they are living happily.

The emerald dream is boundless and vast, but the invasion site chosen by savis is not far from his destination, and he is also very fast.

About half an hour later, the knell and the devil had already circled the other side of the battlefield, searching for Malfurion in the chaos.

It is not found that the young Dragons of the green dragon Legion and other Druids are fighting against the nightmare army. Malfurion, who has a good position, is not in the front line of battle.

"It seems that the coward is still hiding in the dark." Savis chuckled in a low voice and squeezed his paws tightly: "as in the past, rude and cheap night elf bastard, disgusting."

"Let's go underground. The den is connected. We just need to find a herald, maybe a bird, maybe a deer, and then follow it."

The death knell, incarnated in a pool of mud, agrees with the devil, and then flows towards the crypt not far away.

Where he passed, even the grass was not bent, as if there was no weight, let alone being found that someone had come.

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