It is said that Druids like to live underground. Cave life is easier than building houses.
But the underground environment has always been the home of the knell, just a Malfurion, and now it's almost like the meat on the chopping board.
Not long ago, in grembatto, Su Ming released the Red Dragon Queen by stealing the soul of the dragon, and let her fight with the orcs. At this time, there must be a lot of movement there. Isera, the queen of the green dragon, should have gone to help her fight. Now she is not in the emerald dream.
After all, isera is still Elune's pet. If she can move, it's better to turn her off.
As for the half man and half deer, Cenarius, who saw that any living creature could be in heat, was just called "half god". It was not enough to worry. The death knell had killed many gods.
The dark and deep tunnel is full of the fresh smell of soil. The top of the tunnel is decorated with fallen tree roots from time to time. Some glowing insects or mushrooms act as underground lighting. The faint cool blue light makes the underground world look very beautiful.
Even if nightmares are invading, laughter can still be heard in the ground. It's the laughter of "fawn". The sisters are communicating in the distance, and their voices are like silver bells.
However, savis obviously can't appreciate these idyllic joys. As an avenger full of anger in his heart, he has been longing to kill Malfurion himself for ten thousand years. At this time, there is nothing on his face except cruel smile.
"Who are you?"
At this time, a druid with a stick appeared at the fork in the road. He was wearing simple leather armor, and the night elf's face seriously stopped the stranger.
Sarvis, who was asked, sneered and was about to move, but the action of the death knell was obviously faster. The black tentacles suddenly came out of the inconspicuous mud on the ground, crushed the sentry's head in an instant, and the white brain was sucked by the invisible mouth.
The headless corpse fell, and savis showed a happy expression. This is the Druid of Raptor who has been following Malfurion. This man also participated in the siege of him 10000 years ago.
"I know where Malfurion is." Xiao Hei stood up from the ground, his white eyes shining in the dark, a white tooth almost to the back of his head: "the master has given me the ability to read the thinking of the weak, this corpse tells me where the night elf is hiding."
"Praise the great master!" Savis stretched out his hands, sharp red claws pierced his skin: "please give him to me, let me end his life, as long as you can kill him in the dream, his external body will wither."
"Of course, I'm just a collaborator to help you."
Su Ming moved his neck and began to lead the way.
In fact, after entering the emerald dream, the most important role of savis is gone, but if you want the night elves to join the alliance first, you must give them some "motivation". What's more suitable than the ghost who revenged ten thousand years ago?
As long as they know that savius killed Malfurion, there is an ancient god behind the nightmare, and then let Illidan bring the news that ner'ozu became the first generation of Lich King, and the Burning Legion will come back again...
Tyrande will naturally fall to the alliance. There is no doubt that she can't cooperate with the trolls who have been feuding for thousands of years?
Through the complex underground corridor, turn left and right, through the wooden bridge and different halls, the tentacles of the death knell are killing. In fact, they are doing experiments.
He found that although the Druids here are all derivatives of dreams, that is, the spirit or soul of creatures enter the life here, they will die after being killed by conventional means. As savis said, they will become the raw materials of nightmares.
Su Ming automatically contrasts it with the dreamland on the DC side. The nature of the two is similar, but the natural environment here is better.
Soon, they came to a big den, right next to the building like the moon well. Malfurion was talking to several other elves, and his antler head was shaking around in a very good posture.
When he heard the news and turned around curiously to see who was coming, savis suddenly burst out, and the twining technique began to attack secretly. A big bunch of red thorns came out from the ground, twining all the poor Druids in the same place.
"Ha ha... Malfurion Stormrage, ah, it seems that my dream and your nightmare are coming at the same time."
Savis showed the prototype, and the familiar face appeared in front of the big Druid again.
"Savis?! Sobbing, sobbing... "
Malfurion wanted to talk, but the shadow man directly blocked his mouth with his tentacles. Under the urging of this monster, savis began to instill the red nightmare energy into the big druids and his subordinates, changing them and making them crazy in their dreams.
Looking at the constant struggle and the enemy wearing the sleeve like bird wings, savis gave birth to the red thorns in each other's body. The vine full of nightmare power came out of Malfurion's chest and twisted each other's head together with the black tentacle.
Revenge success, Sartre issued a laugh, he laughed so freely, so indulgent."Savis? I'll show you a baby. " At this time, the shadow man around him patted his thigh and asked him to see the good things in the palm of his hand.
As Sartre turned his head, he saw nothing but a silver metal stick with a red dot swimming back and forth. It was very interesting.
"Shua!"
The white light suddenly lit up. The shadow man put away his stick, turned and walked out: "you have successfully killed Malfurion and avenged him. Next, you have to go out to fight the green dragon army and tell everyone in the battlefield about this."
With that, Xiaohei really disappeared in the dark, as if the world evaporated.
"Oh."
There was only chaos in savis' mind, and he felt like he had forgotten something for no reason.
But more than ten seconds later, when he saw Malfurion's head in his hand, he felt that he should go out to show off to the green dragons and tell the lizards that the nightmare was coming unstoppably.
The bell returns to storm City, and the people are still sitting in the garden. He has only been away for an hour, and even the wine and snacks he took out before he left have not been eaten up.
Hermione acts as a translator. Varian is communicating with Illidan and Ariel. He seems to be asking about the living habits of different races, but Illidan is still cold. Only Ariel is smiling and answers all the questions.
"Professor, you're back." Hermione immediately felt the sun over her head was covered, and looked up to see the black and yellow figures in cloaks falling from the sky.
Suddenly, as if relieved, she stood up from the stone table.
Su Ming touched her head with a smile and looked at everyone's expectant expression: "I have reached an agreement with the orcs and started to send them back to Delano. They are no longer Azeroth's problem."
"Great, thank you, master. You have saved Azeroth, at least for a while."
Varian nodded seriously. He felt pressure now, because although Illidan spoke very little, the demon hunter described the strength of the Burning Legion in the simplest words. The young king was a little heavy hearted now.
"You smell like a devil."
Illidan's glowing eyes moved to the death knell behind the mask, and his face twitched with a pair of knives on his back, as if he was a little greedy.
Su Ming pretended to nod his head and began to make up nonsense:
"the Burning Legion still has residual power in Azeroth. I happened to meet a demon who wanted to contact the orcs, so I killed some of them by the way, but the flight process was not convenient, and the corpse could not be brought back to you to draw magic power."
"Well, it would be better if they could return to the twisted void and resurrect, so that I could kill them again." Illidan grinned and showed his fangs, and his demon hunters began to rub their hands.
"Let's not talk about that. How was your conversation? Illidan, our next stop is nodasher in Mount Hyjal. Are you ready
Suddenly, a pretty face of Tyrande appeared in Illidan's heart. Just now, his cruel and evil smile softened for a moment. He nodded and replied in a low voice: "ready, I'll go back to see her, no matter what."
"Don't worry, Tyrande likes Elune best. There's no doubt about that, but you must be the second one. I will help you achieve your wish." The bell took off its cloak behind it, motioned Hermione and Jaina to sit on it, and put a smile around Illidan's shoulder.
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