Emerald Dreamland, pale green and a little purple are still the main tone of this world, this may be the last beauty and serenity of the world of Azeroth, carefree animals and plants enjoy boundless freedom here, no idea that the calamity from the outer land has quietly eroded it, but in one corner, some dark red spots like flames have quietly appeared. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the center, a valley is surrounded by green hills, a fertile land covered with colorful flowers and emerald vegetation. In the center of the valley, there were layers of golden shields that surrounded each other, and a huge emerald green dragon with a body as transparent as a spirit body was entrenched in it, and Cenarius, who had a human face and a deer body, looked so humble and full of respect in front of this dragon at this moment.

This dragon is Cenarus's adoptive mother, the mistress of the Emerald Dream, the guardian of nature and soul, the green dragon queen Ysera, her originally calm and deep eyes, now full of anger and deep worry, the elemental lord and the Burning Legion and other disasters erupted one after another, making the world in front of her seem unprecedentedly strange, and the successive deaths of the red dragon queen and the bronze dragon king, and the interruption of contact with the blue dragon king, made her feel a little hesitant and helpless.

"Mother, the power of the forest is already a little powerless to resist the demon invasion, but Ragnaros has led his fire elemental legion to appear, why did this fire elemental lord suddenly wake up at this time and launch an attack on Mount Hyjal?"

Cenarius's voice was full of pain and weariness, and even in the emerald dream, he seemed to be able to hear the sorrow and cries of the forest.

Tadpole-twisted black-purple patterns rolled beneath Cenarius's skin, looking so hideous and ugly, this was the mark left on him by Manolos the Destroyer, and although the wounds from the Abyssal Blade had been healed, the depleting breath of nature could no longer provide him with much to give.

"Alas"

With the helpless sigh of the Green Dragon Queen Ysera, the light green light gradually enveloped Cenarius from all around, healing the damage he had received little by little: "My child, it is not a fire spirit from the elemental plane, although the scorching flames have not changed, the demonic aura in their bodies cannot be hidden, and Ragnaros no longer seems to be just the fire elemental lord he used to be, his connection with this world has gradually broken off......"

Almost as Cenarius retreated into the Emerald Dream to seek Ysera's healing, the battlefield was turned upside down once again.

Tyrande's expression was unprecedentedly solemn and majestic, not only belonging to the Moon Priestess herself, but also the majesty that only belonged to the gods, under the condensation of mysterious white moon runes, the dark red and black clouds that had been enveloping the clouds were completely torn apart, and the clusters of light that emitted incomparably beautiful and brilliant light fell as if they were.

The moon god Elune finally made his first move in this war through his own high sacrifice, and in the face of the wrath that represented the night sky, even the shadow shields of the Eredar warlocks seemed so fragile, after being smashed like glass, they were instantly shattered by this huge energy and impact, but on the contrary, an unprecedented huge shadow power was also condensed on this battlefield.

In the midst of the miserable sighs of thousands of fallen souls, a void crack appeared in mid-air, and an extremely large blue-purple arm stretched out from it, draining all the natural life force that had originally enveloped the entire battlefield, and replacing it with the fluctuations of shadows and flames, the world's most powerful Ereda warlock, Akmund the Polluter, had finally made a move after waiting too long.

At the same time, the huge and hideous head of Manolos the Destroyer also let out a terrifying roar, and the yellow-green evil flame that stretched from his back to the top of his head also burned more and more vigorously, and when the corpses all over the ground turned into an abyss of resentment full of chaos and malice, trapping the elves in front of them, the shadow power turned into a dark red light and continued to drill into their bodies.

When the blessing from the power of nature was deprived by Akmund's high-level sorcery and soul punishment, the rain of tranquility that represented life and healing was also destroyed by this shadow fluctuation, and the red light wrapped around the elves like devil's claws caused their originally strong bodies to quickly dry up, and the vitality in their bodies was distorted into coordinates leading to the outer void.

With the explosion of evil flames and flesh and blood, not only were a large number of druids and elven priests gone, but even nearly ten jungle guardians were torn apart by the Doom Guards, which can be said to be the worst blow of the Night Elves since the beginning of the war.

"No!"

Although he was not at the scene, the palpitations that seemed to occupy his entire heart made Cenarius understand what had just happened: "Those children have given their lives to nature, the forest is weaker than ever, but the demonic flames are getting stronger and stronger, even if the goddess of the moon can protect our kingdom, Kalimdor may not be able to go back to the past......"

"My child, you must know that life does not wither in the face of evil, that His Highness Elune has resurrected the fallen heroes in the temple, that the ancient spirits of nature will return to this land and guard this forest, that we were able to repel them in the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago, and that we still can, and even if the catastrophe consumes all of Kalimdor, there is still the last hope of the Emerald Dream.

As the owner of the Emerald Dream, Ysera can feel more nature, and the sadness in her eyes is becoming more and more intense, although her heart is painful, but as the guardian of nature and soul, she must take her own responsibility, although she has been faintly aware of the erosion of many evil forces on the Emerald Dream, but she understands that what this forest needs now is hope.

Mount Hygar, the Temple of Malorn, the sky-blue light curtain on the circular altar emitted light, and the huge giant deer statue in the center was gradually covered with a light white light, and the depths of this sacred mountain range, like a mountain peak-like behemoth, also opened its eyes again after ten thousand years............

The death of the ancient nature spirits,From a certain point of view, it is more similar to the change and sleep of life forms,In the original historical trajectory,Malorn was resurrected by the great druid Malfurion,The goddess of the moon Elune has not appeared before,That is, in order to resurrect these ancient demigods,But the situation seems to be far worse than she imagined,Had to use the hand of Tyrande to resist。

The Night Elves' defenses in front of Mount Hyjal have completely collapsed, not only have the druids and the forest guardians been killed by Manolos the Destroyer, but the furious incarnation Ragnaros has torn apart the foot of the sacred mountain, creating a smooth path to the World Tree for the Raging Legion through lava, and on the elven side, when the white stag Malonen was resummoned, Tortora the tortoise, Godlin the white wolf, and Eisena the spirit of the wilderness also returned, waiting for the final battle to come.