On the battlefield under the World Tree, there were originally several very important buildings of the Night Elves, such as the Hall of the World Tree of the Druids, such as the Moon Temple of the Lunar Priests, and several temples of the Wilderness Demigods in the living world, as well as the headquarters of the Sentinel Force here, and many beast dens close to the World Tree.

But now, there's nothing left here ... Except for a miserable ruin.

The wooden hall of the World Tree has been completely torn down, and the majestic Moon Temple has been completely destroyed in the frantic battle between the two behemoths, and the entire town of the Night Elves is now empty... Those who did not leave before the battle broke out, their bodies had been torn apart by the raging arcane and cold death, and even if they were so close to the World Tree, their souls could not return to it, and they were completely devoured by the greedy Death.

This is supposed to be one of the holiest areas in the world, but the current situation here is even worse than the Whispering Harbor that once fought the Battle of the Northern Frontier... At least a few living people can be found there, and here, there is nothing left but the Grim Reaper scattered around.

"Wow"

Under the manipulation and collision of strange forces, the culprit who froze the ruins of the entire night elf town, the ancient glacial water elemental summoned by Queen Aishara was like an unwilling warrior, it raised its hands high, as if it was letting out a final roar, but no matter how crazy it insisted, in the face of the final disintegration, this powerful water element still could not fight against the origin of the water flow.

Its massive body of ice and flowing water melted as quickly as snow met with sunlight, and then, as it came, quickly seeped into the devastated land and disappeared without a trace.

Queen Azhara watched her summon disappear into the battlefield with a gloomy face, and she looked back at her arm, one of her four arms had completely turned a strange black, completely lost her instincts, and the cold death frost wrapped around that arm, like a frozen necrotic body, which was the body that had been cut by Tyrion's blade between the hand-to-hand encounters just now.

But the strange thing is that even though the "life" belonging to this arm was completely killed by the "death" covering the blade of Tyrion, the queen did not feel pain... It's like being numb.

However, in the eyes of the injured queen, the image of the High Lord Tyrion is not very good, and he does not seem to be a winner.

The swordsman's robe he wore when he arrived had become tattered, and there were three hideous frozen wounds on his cheeks, as well as a piercing wound from an arrow in his abdomen.

Behind the Great Lord, the evil aura is awe-inspiring, the energy summon that is more than 7 meters high, and the demon warrior who represents the condensation of the power of death has lost half of his body, which was torn apart by the ancient glacial element, it is like a down-and-out samurai, supporting the body with two energy swords, obviously this energy aggregate can still fight, but the appearance has become very miserable, not in line with the previous domineering and mighty, and even the fluctuation of death energy has become much weaker.

Obviously, in the fierce and short death match between the man and the woman just now, neither Queen Azhara nor Tyrion took much advantage...

Overall, though, Tyrion was a little bit better because he was holding something in his hand... It was this thing that unexpectedly dispersed the ancient glacial water elemental summoned by Aishara in the deathmatch, leaving the queen at a disadvantage in this deathmatch.

It was three stones that shone with an ice-blue halo, strung together with a black rope, like a rough pendant, and if you put it to your ear, you can clearly hear the sound of the tide lapping, judging by the cracks in the three stones, this thing should have been a complete artifact that could manipulate the sea and flowing water, but it was shattered by some force, and a part of it was missing.

"Tidestone..."

Queen Azhara stretched out her hand, pulled her necrotic arm off her body without hesitation, and threw it aside, the wound looked very hideous, red blood flowed out of the wound, and soon the gorgeous robe worn by Queen Azhara was stained with sacred blood, but the queen didn't care about the pain, she just stared at the three stones in Tyrion's hand.

"Looks like that traitor to Farrodis has found himself a new master... It's like a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy! ”

There was a wave of hatred in the Queen's voice:

"I knew I should have killed him completely!"

"Seriously, I have to thank you for your anger 10,000 years ago."

Tyrion shook the Tidestone shard from his hand, and he slung the Ember Bringer on his shoulder, and said to the gloomy Queen in front of him:

"If you hadn't shattered the entire Tide Stone, I wouldn't have been able to use the artifact with the power of Gogonas, and after it shattered, the power to rule the four seas dissipated, but instead, it was the power that was split apart from these scattered stones... Anyone can use it, and if it is used well, it can have some unexpected effects... Like now! ”

The Great Lord took a step back, the Ash Messenger in his hand disappeared into the air, and the demon warrior who was badly injured behind him also dissipated into the power of death flying in the sky, and in the flutter of the black light feathers that fell from the sky, the Great Lord's icy blue eyes looked at Queen Azhara in front of him:

"You've lost! Azara, be decent, and leave. ”

"If it's on the sea..."

Queen Azhara glared at Tyrion with some reluctance, and the latter shrugged his shoulders indifferently:

"That's right, if it's on the sea, in your home turf, I might not be your opponent either... But, I don't think you and I need to be so tense..."

Tyrion glanced at Azhara as he lowered his voice and imprinted his farewell words into Azhara's mind in a spirit message:

"I will soon be going to pay a visit" to His Excellency Enzos... Besides, if you've watched me and my legions, you should know that we treat all civilizations equally... The boar people are almost ready to establish their own city-state, so why can't the Naga rebuild their empire? ”

Hearing this, the queen's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, she glanced at the big lord meaningfully, she snorted coldly, waved her hand casually in a queen-like manner, and then disappeared into the air silently:

"Good... I think Enzos will welcome you to visit as well! ”

"Cherish your victory, Great Lord... You win, but only this time! ”

But just as the queen was about to disappear, she suddenly looked back at Tyrion, a flash of curiosity flashed in her eyes, and she asked:

"You've been saying that the World Tree works for you, what are you going to do with it?"

"Can I not answer?"

Tyrion straightened up his tattered swordsman's robes, and he didn't look at Queen Azhara, but after a moment, he replied calmly:

"Well, I'm going to burn it... Burn the pillars of the Cadore civilization and force them to leave their cradle and truly join the great era of change in this world... That's what I want to do, as always. ”

"Sounds like a big ambition..."

Queen Azhara snorted mockingly, and as she looked at Tyrion's figure, she asked softly:

"Turn yourself into the Great Demon King who destroys the world, and let everyone else unite against you... Is it really worth it? Or are you actually an idealist that I didn't notice? A martyr? ”

The question silenced the High Lord for a few seconds, and he let out a long sigh as if he were a living man.

"It doesn't make sense..."

"It means everything..."

This answer made Queen Azhara not very satisfied, but Her Majesty did not delve too deeply, since Tyrion wants to burn the World Tree, it is equivalent to the inheritance of the Night Elves will also be destroyed, although this is not the same as the revenge she expected, but it is not unsatisfactory, not to mention, Queen Azhara is also curious, what will a guy like Tyrion do with the two little slut leaders of the Night Elves.

"Heh, man..."

The queen said her mantra again, and then turned around and stepped into the open deep sea door without hesitation, behind her, Tyrion watched Aishhara leave, a faint exhaustion flashed in the ice blue eyes of the great lord, Aeshara This woman is really difficult to deal with, the most powerful woman in the history of Azeroth... This is an opponent who is not inferior to the Great Demon, and more importantly, she has a darker intelligence than the Great Demon.

Even between the confrontations just now, the Great Lord can be sure that Aishara still has hole cards not to show, after all, this proud queen has her own goals and plans, she is not willing to expose all her hole cards here, then it is certain that these hole cards are not reserved for Tyrion, that is, the queen's biggest enemy is not him.

"Enzos, hehe, you idiot has found a good opponent for yourself..."

Tyrion laughed, and he turned around, in the silence of the hell covered in death frost, and he looked at the towering World Tree in front of him, Nodashir, the massive sacred tree that seemed to sense its impending end, and every leaf of the towering giant tree began to sway.

Anyway, he still won...

Since you won, that's something to be happy about.

"Wow"

A black flame appeared in Tyrion's hand, and he placed it on the branch of the World Tree, and watched as the temperatureless black flame ignited the emerald green branch, and watched the flash of fire light up in his eyes, as if it illuminated the night, and the Great Lord whispered in a soft voice like a child:

"Nodashir, the creatures that have supported the world for 10,000 years..."

"I know you're tired... Sleep, sleep... After the flames burn all things, in the cold ashes, the new era brought by you will surely be more brilliant... It's not death, it's a new life..."

"Accept, the kindness of death and Tyrion..."

"Boom"

The next moment, in the sorrow of the World Tree, the shocking black flame, at this moment, soared into the sky!

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Thirty minutes before the World Tree was set on fire, the tide that had been pouring from the Sea of Mists to Felwood Forest had already fallen, and the Naga who had been battered by the Darkblade Legion on the front line had begun to retreat after losing the support of the tide.

The Night Elf Legion trapped in the Felwood Forest immediately sent all the legions in the army, with the support of the coalition air force, to advance towards the battlefield of Mount Hyjal, however, at the moment when they crossed the deep darkness before dawn and entered the airspace of Mount Hyjal, these Night Elves from the rear saw the World Tree burning in the night.

The terrifying black flames of hell were wrapped around the towering World Tree, and although it did not emit a scorching temperature, the scene of the black flames burning, like the burned world, made the dark sky also shine with a strange pale light, like the opening of the gates of hell shining on the World Tree.

This scene undoubtedly struck the most fragile feelings in the hearts of all the Night Elves, and also stunned the allied Sky Knights who came with the elves.

They just knew that Mount Hyjal was besieged by the Naga who suddenly arrived, but how did it happen to get to this point?

Nobody knows...

"Nope! No! ”

Every Night Elf who harnessed the Hippogriff was like crazy at this moment, driving the Hippogriff to fly in the direction of the burning World Tree, and on the ground, those who followed Ryan. The Wolfwalker General temporarily escaped the elven soldiers who were being chased by the Darkblade Undead, and also rushed back to his holy place as fast as he could on the ground.

These languid elves seemed to have lost their minds at this moment, no more grace, no more grace, no more grace, each one screaming like the craziest orcs.

"Quick!"

In the night sky, Illidan spread his demonic wings and sprinted forward in the cold wind filled with the cold smell of death, and behind him, Tyrande and the weakened Malfurion, who rode on the Hipprypo, almost hoarsely urged the Hippogriff that carried them, the Great Druid had seen the World Tree planted, and he had seen how Cadore's fate was tied to the World Tree.

It can be said that the Night Elf race is inseparable from the World Tree, and once it is completely burned down in this place, the Night Elf civilization, which has been stable for 10,000 years, will be completely finished...

"Wow"

Illidan "saw" from afar under the burning World Tree, the town of Kadore, which had been completely flattened by the frenzied energy, and in his ghostly vision, he could clearly sense that an existence like a silent and cold black hole was standing quietly under the burning World Tree, as if waiting for their arrival.

It seems that he is preparing to invite them to join them in the grand dinner of the collapse of civilization.

The Demon Hunter folded his wings and plunged into the night sky below like an arrow from a string, eventually landing on the devastated earth, and behind him, the massive Hippogriff flapped its wings and landed on the ground, and Tyrande walked to Illidan with a glazed-eyed Malfurion.

"Bang"

The weak Great Druid knelt on the ground, and he saw that the World Tree had been completely ignited in front of him, the flames without temperature were destroying the trunk of the World Tree, and that kind of sneaky power was also completely destroying this holy object containing endless life energy.

"Why?"

Malfurion looked up, and under his eyes, the shocking tears of blood and tears represented the unspeakable grief and despair in the heart of the Great Druid, and he stared at Tyrion sitting in a dilapidated rattan chair in front of him. Dawnblade, he asked hoarsely:

"We didn't provoke you! We are not hostile to you at all! Why! ”

"What, why?"

Tyrion, dressed in a tattered black swordsman's robe, crossed his fingers and placed them on his chest, and he asked suspiciously:

"Am I not the Great Demon King who destroys the world? If I were the Great Demon King, wouldn't it be natural for me to do such a thing? ”

"If you have to ask for a reason... I wanted to do it, so I did... But then again, I don't need to explain this to you, you certainly don't understand it anyway, and maybe you don't want to listen to it..."

As he spoke, the Great Lord's gaze looked behind the three Night Elves, on the angry Night Elves who had come from all over the place, and the anger on these elves annoyed him a little, and he flicked his fingers:

"You came here with these wretches with you with anger on your face, why..."

"Do you have any opinions?"