The Death Knell

Speaking of which, druids all like to live underground. Living in a cave is indeed less troublesome and labor-intensive, and it is much easier than building a house.

But the underground environment has always been Deathstroke's home ground. A mere Malfurion is now little more than meat on the chopping board.

Not long ago in Grim Batol, Su Ming released the Red Dragon Queen by stealing the dragon soul, letting her fight with the orcs. There must be a lot of movement there at this time, and Ysera, the Green Dragon Queen, should also I used to help him, but now he is not in the Emerald Dream.

After all, Ysera is still Elune's pet. She can't move if she can. It would be better to move her away.

As for the half-man, half-deer, Cenarius, who could go into heat when he saw any creature, was only called a 'demigod', which was nothing to worry about. Deathstroke had already killed many gods.

The dark and deep tunnel exudes the fresh smell of earth. The top of the tunnel is decorated with hanging tree roots from time to time. Some luminous bugs or mushrooms serve as underground lighting. Those faint and cool blue lights make this underground world look very beautiful. .

Even if the nightmare is invading, you can faintly hear laughter underground. It is the laughing sisters commonly known as "little deer" who are communicating in the distance, and their voices are as beautiful as silver bells.

However, Xavius ​​obviously cannot appreciate these pastoral joys. As an avenger filled with rage, he has been eager to kill Malfurion with his own hands for ten thousand years. There is nothing but a cruel smile.

"Who are you?"

At this time, a druid carrying a wooden stick jumped out from the fork in the road ahead. He was wearing simple leather armor. The night elf had a very serious face and stopped the stranger.

Xavius, who was asked, sneered and was about to take action, but Deathstroke's movements were obviously faster. The black tentacles suddenly emerged from the inconspicuous mud pool on the ground, and instantly crushed the sentry's head, and the white brains were seen. The missing mouth sucked it all.

The headless corpse fell, and Xavius ​​showed a happy expression. This was the raptor druid who had been following Malfurion. This man also participated in the siege of him ten thousand years ago.

"I know where Malfurion is." Xiao Hei stood up from the ground, his white eyes shining in the darkness, and his white teeth grinned almost to the back of his head: "The master gave me the ability to read the minds of the weak. Ability, this corpse told me where the night elves were hiding."

"Praise the great master!" Xavius ​​stretched out his hands, and the sharp red claws pierced his skin: "Please give him to me and let me end his life. As long as I can kill him in his dream, His outer body will wither and wither.”

"Of course, I'm just here to help you as a collaborator."

Su Ming stretched his neck, walked in front and began to lead the way.

In fact, after entering the Emerald Dream, Xavius's most important role is gone. But first, in order for the night elves to join the alliance, they must be given some 'motivation'. What could be more appropriate than a ghost from ten thousand years ago coming to take revenge? Woolen cloth?

As long as they know that it was Xavius ​​who killed Malfurion, and that there is an Old God behind the nightmare, and let Illidan bring the news that Ner'zhul has become the first Lich King, and that the Burning Legion is coming back... ....

Tyrande will naturally fall to the Alliance. There is no doubt that she can never cooperate with the trolls who have a feud for thousands of years, right?

Walking through complex underground corridors, turning left and right, passing wooden bridges and different halls, the tentacles of the death knell are killing people. It is actually an experiment.

He found that although the druids here were all derivatives of dreams, that is, the spirits or souls of living things came to live here, they would die after being killed by conventional means. Just like Xavius ​​said, they turned into The stuff nightmares are made of.

Su Ming took the initiative to compare it with the Kingdom of Dreams in DC. It seemed that the two were similar in nature, except that the natural environment here was better.

Soon, the two came to a large beast's den, right next to the moon well-like building. Malfurion was talking to several other elves, and his antlered head was swinging back and forth in a very correct posture. .

Just when he heard the noise and turned around curiously to see who was coming, Xavius ​​suddenly burst into action and launched a sneak attack with the entanglement technique. A large clump of red thorns emerged from the ground, killing the poor druids. All entangled in place.

"Hehehe...Malfurion Stormrage, ah, it seems that my sweet dream and your nightmare have come at the same time."

Xavius' prototype appeared, and the familiar face appeared in front of the Archdruid again.

"Savis?! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Malfurion wanted to talk, but the shadow man blocked his mouth with his tentacles. At the monster's urging, Xavius ​​began to instill red nightmare energy into the archdruid and his men. Change them and make them crazy in their dreams.

Looking at his enemy who was struggling and wearing sleeves like bird wings, Xavius ​​stimulated the red thorns in the opponent's body. The vines full of nightmare power emerged from Malfurion's chest and connected with the black tentacles. Together, they twisted the opponent's head off.

After his revenge was successful, Sartre laughed so freely and indulgently.

"Savis? Let me show you a treasure." At this time, the shadow man next to him patted his thigh and asked him to look at the good thing in the other person's palm.

As Sartre turned his head, he didn't see any treasure, only a silver metal short stick with a red dot swimming back and forth on it, which looked very interesting.

"Uh-huh!"

The white light suddenly lit up, and the shadow man put away his short stick, turned around and walked out: "You successfully killed Malfurion and took revenge. Next, you have to go out to fight the Green Dragon Army and tell everyone on the battlefield about this." Every being.”

After saying that, Xiao Hei really disappeared into the darkness, as if he had evaporated from the world.

"oh."

There was only chaos in Xavius's mind, and he felt inexplicably that he had forgotten something.

But ten seconds later, when he saw Malfurion's head in his hand, he felt that he should go out and show off to the green dragons, and tell the big lizards that the nightmare was unstoppable.

.............................

Deathstroke returned to Stormwind City, and everyone was still sitting in the garden. He had only left for an hour, and even the wine and snacks he took out before leaving had not been eaten by everyone.

Hermione acted as a translator, and Varian was communicating with Illidan and Yrel, as if asking about the living habits of different races, but Illidan still looked cold, and only Yrel smiled and answered all questions.

"Professor, you're back." Hermione immediately felt the sunlight above her head being blocked, and when she looked up, she saw a black and yellow figure in a cloak descending from the sky.

She immediately stood up from the stone table as if she was relieved.

Su Ming smiled and touched her head, looking at everyone's expectant expressions: "I have reached an agreement with the orcs and have started sending people back to Draenor. They no longer belong to Azeroth. Problem."

"Great, thank you, Mage Supreme, you saved Azeroth, at least temporarily giving us a chance to breathe."

Varian nodded seriously. He felt a lot of pressure now, because although Illidan spoke very little, the demon hunter used the simplest words to describe the power of the Burning Legion. The young king was now a little heavy-hearted.

"You seem to have the smell of the devil on you."

Illidan's glowing eyes moved towards Deathstroke behind the mask. His face twitched as he carried a pair of swords on his back, as if he was a little greedy.

Su Ming nodded pretendingly and started to make up nonsense:

"The Burning Legion still has residual power in Azeroth. I happened to encounter demons who wanted to contact the orcs, so I killed some of them. However, the flying process was inconvenient and there was no way to bring the corpses back to extract magic energy for you. "

"It doesn't matter, it would be better if they could return to the Twisting Nether and resurrect, so that I can kill them one more time." Illidan smiled and showed his fangs, and the demon hunters under him also began to gear up.

"Let's not talk about that. How was your chat here? Illidan, our next stop is Nordrassil in Mount Hyjal. Are you ready?"

Tyrande's pretty face suddenly appeared in Illidan's heart, and the cruel and evil smile on his face softened for a moment. He nodded and replied in a low voice: "Ready, I want to go back to see her, no matter what How about it."

"Don't worry, there is no doubt that Tyrande likes Elune the most, but the second place will definitely be you. I will help you achieve your wish." Deathstroke took off the cloak behind him and motioned for Hermione and Jaina to sit on it. He smiled and put his arm around Illidan's shoulders.

Because the original second place was lost, this is a smooth replacement...