The Nightmare Expulsion War of Emerald Dreams is in full swing, and compared to the druids' "occupy first, heal later" tactics, the tactics of the Grimblade Undead are obviously simpler and crude.

They pursued a strategy of "total destruction", and did not think of wasting time to heal the nightmare-infested land, preferring instead to burn the land along with the corruption of the land, and in the land where the Darkblade Legion had cleared all the twisted nightmare monsters, the necromancers burned the corroded trees and forests with flames, and burned the surface of the earth in a single fire.

For those who have corroded the earth, the undead have done even more brutally, bringing in some diluted holy water, splashing the nightmare with steam-powered pumps, or more simply setting the earth on fire with a special blend of holy fire oil along with the nightmares within.

The ancient legacy of the Ash Knights of Kul Tirth has been carried forward in a special way in this land of dreams, and those divine creations with great restraint on the dark forces have been used as weapons by a group of necromancers to attack another group of evil forces, and it is unknown what the Ash Knights who have dissipated into history will think when they see this scene.

Although the method is rude, even those green dragons who flew over to guide the tactical direction of the undead have to admit that this set of rough methods can indeed destroy the area occupied by nightmares in a short period of time, but the price is that it will be destroyed along with all the ecological environments in this area, and in the foreseeable future, the ecological reconstruction of the Emerald Dream Realm will inevitably be a very difficult job.

In other words, in the years to come, the Green Dragon Legion may really be busy.

However, in the deepest part of the Nightmare infected area at this time, in that Nightmare Fortress, the Nightmare King Savis, who was supposed to be in charge of commanding the Nightmare army's siege and land, could no longer care about commanding this increasingly bad battlefield, because he himself had encountered some... Troublesome.

"Tear up"

Five cold rays of light with a dark blood color flashed in the darkness, like a blade shining in the darkness, Savis, who had turned into the Nightmare King's main body to fight, let out a low cry of pain, and on its muscular, nightmare body, a bloody wound appeared on its back, and the five sharp claws cut the scars deep into the bone, tearing open the body at the same time, but also took away a large piece of flesh and blood.

It's like being thrown into a terrifying storm of blades.

Driven by pain, Savis frantically swung his twisted, misshapen, warhammer-like claws in an attempt to drive away the deadly beast hiding in the darkness in front of him.

And in the darkness around him, the great druid Malfurio in the form of a leopard is like the deadliest killer, he walks silently in the dark, and his dead black eyes are filled with a cold killing intent, and it seems that he can no longer see the soul of the original peaceful druid.

Malfurion's form at this time is also a little weird...

In the darkness, his panther form seemed to have lost its body due to the transformation of death, just like a light ghost, when moving in the darkness, the ghost-like panther body would also ripple with a unique cold halo that only souls have, and on his four sharp claws, there were cold eerie bone claws, like 20 sharp daggers wrapped around cold death.

Death, likewise forever changed him...

The life energy that originally flowed in his body had turned into death with withering and withering powers, but the Great Druid manipulated life as if he had manipulated life, manipulating this more lethal energy, and in his black eyes, he could clearly see that the hideous wounds he had left on Savis's body had not healed at all.

The withering power of death is preventing the wound from healing... The cold death that seeps into it will make the scratched prey more painful...

But, isn't that better?

A grim smile flashed across the face of the great druid in the form of a leopard, and he quietly raised his claws, and at the moment of flicking his tail, Malfurion's agile body rushed out of the darkness like sharp arrows, his front paws staggered into Savis's twisted and deformed abdomen, and the hind paws lifted like ten unsheathed daggers and stepped on Savis's raised arms.

"Tear up"

The sound of flesh being torn apart was so pleasant, and in the splattering blood that stenched with the stench of nightmares, Malfurion deftly fell to the ground in front of Savis's eyes, and he stared indifferently at the angry Nightmare King in front of him, he raised his paws, licked the blood from them, and then showed a look of disgust.

"This is the power your master has given you? That's it..."

Malfurion's disdainful voice completely angered the Nightmare King at this moment.

It's not that the Nightmare King is loyal to his master, the reason for his anger is more because of his old hatred with Malfurion, 10,000 years ago, Savis was the chief magician of Queen Azhara, he almost holds the power of the Elven Empire second only to Queen Azhara, but this guy hides an endless and twisted love for Queen Esshara in his heart, and he longs for the queen.

In order to curry favor with the Queen, Savis devoted all his wisdom to the Queen's "cause", which is to open the portal for the Queen to collude with the Burning Legion in Azeroth.

He used to work in Kim. The palace of Azhara arrogantly declared that he would use the power of the Well of Eternity to turn into a flame that would burn the world, cleansing him of all inferior races in his eyes, and creating a perfect paradise for his beloved Queen Azhara.

Of course, whether this is his real idea or a lie, no one knows...

But Savis succeeds in the end, he opens the demon portal for Azhara, and because of his loyalty, hard work, and talent, he is noticed by a being outside the world, which also changes Savis's life, or rather, it is the beginning of the disaster in Savis's life.

He loyally tried to rid the queen of the disobedient lords, but during one of his actions, he encountered the Fury Wind brothers and Tyrande, who were rebelling against the demons at the time, when Sarvis did not realize that Malfurion held the power of the mysterious Emerald Dream, and was killed by Malfurion.

But what Savis did for the Burning Legion and his queen was appreciated by the Dark Titans, and the dark deity gave Savis new powers, and the power of evil flowed throughout his body, twisting the dead upper elves into a half-demonic form, and he became the first Satyr demon in Azeroth.

Having gained new powers, Savis resented his defeat, and he resented Malfurion, who killed him, so he ordered his followers to take Tyrande hostage, and it was difficult to say what he was going to do, but at the critical moment, Malfurion and Santis arrived, and in the scuffle, Savis was shot in the body by Santis, and Malfurion took this opportunity to put an oak seed into Savis's body.

Probably because of the threat to his beloved Tyrande, which was one of the few times Malfurion was truly overwhelmed by anger, he did not kill the evil Sartre, but instead drove the seed in Savis's body to sprout, and with a cruel and terrible force, destroyed Savis's body, imprisoning his demonic soul forever in the growing oak tree.

This is Malfurion's punishment for Savis... However, in the explosion of the Well of Eternity, the oak tree that sealed Savis was washed into the endless depths, and in the lightless sea, Savis began a new destiny of his own.

These encounters have brought Savis's hatred of Malfurion to an extreme... And this anger and hatred will also affect his thinking.

"Shut up! Ant! The next time you speak, it's time to wail! ”

In the face of Malfurion's provocation, the old hatred and hatred surged into his heart, Savis roared and called for more nightmare power to pour into his body, the body that was dissatisfied with the scars swelled rapidly, and the already twisted Sartre's body became larger and more bloated under the support of the nightmare, which also made Savis's body more robust, but the strange thing is that only Savis's upper body itself has become stronger...

The lower half of his body is still Sartre's appearance, which causes Savis to become a little top-heavy after the "second stage transformation", and on his monster-like muscles, the dark red magic patterns that belong to nightmares continue to shine, and on his claws, the corroded vines rotate and twist, turning into two claws like black-red steel, embellished with nightmare crystals.

Savis's face grew uglier, the demonic horns on his forehead grew, and his bright red tongue grew longer and longer, like a bloody whip, but from a distance, the creature looked more like a horrible and comical hanging.

"Bang"

Sparks of nightmare power bounced around Sarvis's fingertips, feeling the power from Enzos, Savis moving his body, his angry eyes staring at Malfurion.

"What a prisoner of his own words!"

"Boom"

The entire nightmare fortress crumbled between the bursts of Sarvis's power, and like a great earthquake, Savis wielded the power of a terrifying nightmare and slammed it down on Malfurion in front of him, roaring:

"Even my echoes! It's enough to crush you! ”

"Bang"

An earth-shattering collision of powers, the terrifying nightmare power that was enough to tear apart the dragon's body, erupted, and it took only one blow to completely destroy the impregnable fortress, and in the midst of the brick and stone scattered ruins, Savis's wild laughter echoed on the battlefield:

"You think I'll forget that?"

"You think I'll forget the humiliation and pain you brought me?"

"You poor wretch... I said I would make your Tyrande become..."

"Enough!"

Malfurion's deep voice burst through the ruins, interrupting Sarvis's illusions, and in the swaying of the ruins, a terrifying black creature waved its cold fist and completely awakened Savis who was immersed in the vision.

Before his eyes, a cold, substantial storm of death swirled beyond Malfurion's bear form, but this bear was no ordinary gesture.

Instead, it resembles a bear-man, but more like a raging gorilla, its massive body supported by its muscular arms, its recurved legs propped up on the ground, Malfurion's signature antlers swaying, the Death Bear's body stretched, and its dead eyes staring at Savis in front of him.

"Don't, in front of my eyes... Mention it, that name!! ”

"You! Unworthy! ”

"Bang"

The endless brute force of endless death echoed through Malfurion's bear-man arms, and the moment he waved his arms, all the cold power converged on his fists, and in the staring gaze of Savis's eyes widened, the clenched, goron-like fist slammed into the Nightmare King's head.

It was like a terrible war hammer bombardment, so that Savis's huge body was completely smashed on the battlefield of ruins.

"Bang"

Malfurion's fist was like a cannonball, constantly bombarding the body of the struggling Savis, and each punch that fell would bring a tremor of the earth in the ruins of this fortress, and Tyrion's personal transformation gave Malfurion the purest power of death, and now, he has turned this curse of death into his own power!

The roar of this frenzied terrifying death bear that almost tore the earth through the nightmare sky resounded beneath the nightmare sky, and its brutal power was enough to make this plane feel pain.

"Savis... Stand up! ”

"Continue... Beaten! ”

"Bang"

The Death Bear, whose mind was dominated by rage, stretched out his claws and grabbed Savis's demonic horns, and as the muscles of his arms stirred, the sturdy black demonic horns were pulled out of his skull and tossed aside like garbage.

Then there are the dark red wing-like limbs that sprout from the power of nightmares behind Sarvis, which are also torn from his body by the furious Malfurion, who frantically wants to fight back, but every time he waves his claws to knock Malfurion back, in exchange for more and more relentless and crazy hammering from the increasingly furious bearman.

The bones were broken, the flesh was flying, and there was no trace of pity in Malfurion's black eyes, replaced by an endless cold killing intent.

Where is this a druid?

It's clearly a berserk beast that has completely lost its mind... The name Tyrande probably poked at the real taboo in Malfurion's heart.

An unspeakable fear rose in Savis's heart... He was about to be beaten to death by Malfurion, who had returned from death...

"Ahh

A familiar pain rose in Savis's body, and the Nightmare King, who had been beaten madly, could feel something sucking flesh out of his body and trying to take root...

"Is it painful? Familiar? ”

Malfurion's voice sounded in Sarvis's ears without a trace of emotion:

"Tyrion calls me a polluter... He gave me new strength, and now, you're going to taste it! ”

"Your life cycle is over... Start rotting! ”

"Puff Puff"

In the strange explosion of flesh and blood, in those wounds that had been scratched by Malfurion before, a touch of black weird vines flipped out of Sarvis's flesh and blood, Savis could feel that his life was being frantically sucked out, and in just ten seconds, his distorted, cursed body was completely wrapped in the black vines, like a tree that was taking root... Giant Tree of Terror.

Ten thousand years later, he was once again defeated by Malfurion in the same way.

Is... Disgrace! <

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