Duke couldn't be sure if Kazak had fully entered the world of Azeroth, and if he, like Akmund, had completely entered this world with both soul and body, then he would have a chance to deal with the two super demons once and for all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Of course, on the other hand, it also means a lot of pressure!

According to the original history, there were a total of 5 bosses in the Battle of Mount Hyjal, including Akmund.

Fighting five times in a row in one breath, even the orc hero with the best staying power can't stand it, let alone a human hero with even worse stamina.

This historical change, Duke really doesn't want it.

Last time, Kazak was able to be successfully killed, because Duke had the god Alekstasa, the queen of the red dragon, behind him. This time, the dragons were clearly premeditated by the Burning Legion.

If you really want to kill Akmund as it did in history, and make Akmund's grave three feet tall next year, Duke will have to give a little more effort.

Saving Grom from Hell Roar is Duke's first step.

It seems that a character like Lord Roar died at the hands of an abyss lord, which is too condescending.

If you want to die, at least at the hands of a great demon of the level of the Burning Legion leader.

Mmmm, let's kill Akmund first, it's better to roar, Sal or something will die with Akmund, and end the next few years of alliance and tribal strife, it would be even more perfect.

But I'm afraid that fate will make people.

Duke really didn't dare to compliment the goddess of fate's urine.

In case her old man is unhappy, she slaps the table and says, "Your alliance already has an old immortal like Lothar, and the tribe must also live an old scumbag" or something, then Duke will be embarrassed.

Okay! Kill Akmund first, and the rest will be up to you.

Time back two weeks in the Holy Hill Hyjal!

More than 9,000 years ago, Illidan built a second Well of Eternity here for selfish desires.

Later, the dragon who survived the cataclysm came to the home of the Night Elves. The red dragon Alexstrasa, the green dragon Ysera, and the bronze dragon Nozdorm look down on the peaceful homes of the druids and the fruits grown by the Night Elves.

The powerful Grand Druid Malfurion welcomed the dragons and told them about the new Well of Eternity.

The dragons were taken aback by the terrible news, believing that the Burning Legion would not give up on conquering the world as long as the Well of Eternity remained. Malfurion made a pact with the three dragons to keep the Well of Eternity safe and ensure that the minions of the Burning Legion would never find their way back into the world.

The Giver of Life, the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasa, casts a magical acorn in the center of the Well of Eternity, which begins to take root and grow into a giant oak tree as soon as it encounters the waters of the lake full of magical powers.

With roots digging deep into the bottom of the lake and a huge canopy covering almost the entire sky, this giant oak tree is an eternal symbol of the Night Elves' harmonious relationship with nature, and the life energy it emits can slowly spread and heal the wounds of the entire world. The Night Elves named their World Tree "Nordasil", which means "Crown of the Firmament" in the Night Elf language.

After the three guardian dragons blessed the sacred dragons here, this place has always been regarded as the holiest place by the Night Elves.

For more than 9,000 years, it has been guarded in the strictest condition, and the teachings of nature such as druids have been propagated.

Thus passed 9,000 years of peace......

On this day, this sacred place, which has not been set foot by creatures of other races for more than 9,000 years, welcomed a strange team.

Twenty-four elite guards escorted, or rather escorted, the unshackled 'guests', to the temple of Elune, the goddess of the moon.

When the envoy group of two humans and two High Elves arrived at the temple gate, two female temple guards looked at them.

They were, of course, a group of envoys from Ronin, Bridget, Lilath, and Liadeline who had come to warn the Night Elves.

They also looked at these Night Elf guards who had existed only in legends for thousands of years.

They did not wear robes, but silver cuirasses and pleated skirts with a crescent moon in the middle.

The Moon Temple is full of female priests, and according to the introduction of the elven escort captains who came along the way, most of them can ride good *** tactics.

For example, the leader of the Night Elves and the Chosen One of the Moon Goddess Elune, Tyrande* is an excellent marksman in his own right.

When the pass passed, the guards motioned for Ronin to let them in.

Led by a priestess dressed in moon-white robes and a team of six guards, Ronin entered the Temple of the Moon Goddess.

As soon as he walked in, Luo Ning felt the moonlight swaying on him, with a kind of gentle comfort, as if the moon goddess was stroking him with a soft hand like a mother.

The rectangular chamber is surrounded by nightshade incense, and in the middle stands a large stone tablet dedicated to priests' speeches. The circular stone path leading to the stele is carved with intricate patterns, all of which are patterns of the moon waxing and waning. Along the crooked hallway, he found that no matter where the moon was in the sky, the gentle moonlight always illuminated the room.

Coming to a corner on the second floor half-surrounded by vines, the priestess who led the way said softly, "Please wait here." ”

Ronin walked a little cramped to the middle of this small world, paced for a while, and then heard Bridget say, "You better sit down." This helps you calm down. ”

Luo Ning sighed, still sitting on the stone bench that was supposed to be for priests, and the surrounding environment made him feel much more at ease.

But after waiting for a while, he still got impatient. He even worried that the leader of Tyrande would be unhappy if his group had come so presumptuously.

However, Luo Ning, who had no experience as an envoy, could only bite the bullet and continue to wait.

Finally, an hour later, a tall priestess who made Luo Ning extremely amazed, wearing a moon-white gold-patterned robe, slowly walked into this small world.

The Night Elves have an eternal lifespan thanks to the blessing of Nozdorm, the Lord of Time. As long as they pass the 100-year infancy, their appearance and posture will be fixed in the most perfect youth.

In front of Luo Ning was a slender female elf, with smooth and delicate skin, and a faint purple, a little blue and blue in the strange long hair with a few traces of silver, and a sharp and delicate face, even in the aesthetics of humans or high elves, was very feminine.

"Hello, I'm Tyrande*," the priestess in front of her spoke in a very archaic Elven language.