Titan Dawn

Tree of the World, Suramar City.

The grand druid vandal * deer helmet was sitting in a dark dungeon, unshaven, eyes straight. The body was covered with terrible scars, some of whom had no idea how many times they had crusted and how many times they had been torn again. His hands were locked in shackles engraved with magical runes, and a druid's ability was completely useless.

The prison door was suddenly opened, and the two Crusaders' Night Sons grabbed Vandall and dragged it out violently.

Fan Daer worked hard to open the puffy eyes and saw the long-lost sunlight. Although the tree of the world is always rainy here, there will always be a hint of warm sunlight penetrating the clouds.

When Vandal was dragged through a corridor on a high wall, he saw the city of Suramar outside. At this moment, the city was completely different. The black eyed golden eyeball flag hangs over the city, and a huge statue of the magic **** stands in the distance, which can be clearly seen no matter where in the Suramar.

Night Elf. . . Is it really going to become an empire? Fan Daer looked at this frenetic atmosphere, and looked at the eye-catching eye symbol on the armor worn by the son of Toya, thinking silently.

Vandal was brought into Interrogation Room 1, the most horrible room in Surama prison. In this small room of only a few square meters, there is nothing else but a table and two chairs.

From the beginning of the big cleansing, most of the people arrested in this room for review have been executed. Those who are just suffering from flesh or torture only a few times are not eligible to enter this room.

He was rudely seated in a chair, and the Nocturnal Examiner sitting across the table looked at him blankly. The executioner was named Oruriel and was a magic swordsman before joining the Crusaders. She quickly climbed to the high level with her loyal loyalty to the gods and capable and cruel methods. During this cleansing, Oruriel's men arrested at least hundreds of people, known as the brutal trial of the executioner.

"Vandal * Deer Helmet." Oruriel exhaled deeply. "Your disrespect for the gods has now been punished many times. I believe you know the events of the Night Empire. It is estimated that this thing will be on the agenda when Lord God returns from the triumph of another world." He While talking, he looked at Fan Daer, who became blinded by torture.

"The new empire, new ideas, smart people should pave the way for themselves early. And you, Vandal * Deer Helmet, the former second druid, if you do n’t know how to repent, let alone go out and continue to lead druid , Even your son and your loved ones will be implicated. "

Fan Daar heard his son, raised his head suddenly, and stood up and wanted to pounce. The two night sons behind him immediately held him, followed by a beating and various tortures.

"You ... your upper elf and night son, just think about it ... then use magic ... to rule the night elves ..."

Ourel shook his head with a look of pity. "Well, it's a strong-willed warrior, but it doesn't matter." He clapped his hands. "Come, arrest Fandal's son, throw it into the depths of the magical corridor, and feed the arcane spider Nal'tila as a snack Right. "

"No! No no no! You demons! Executioners! You guys want to enslave ... Ah!" Before Vandal had finished speaking, he had another mammoth in his stomach.

"You have five minutes to think about it," Oruriel said lightly.

At this time, there seems to be a large-scale parade in the city of Surama outside, and waves of shouts have spread throughout the prison.

Long live! Long live! Longest Titan, long live the eternal night **** Emperor Salodar! Long live the night empire! "

Van Daer listened to these enthusiastic shouts, and the whisper in his heart never sounded since he was put in Suramar prison.

"Most of the processions outside are night elves." Oruriel made a stab at it again and paused to observe Vandal's expression. "If you know something wrong and you can change it, then as the second druid, I think His Majesty the Lord will definitely give you more power. You can also better protect your son, don't you?"

达尔 Vandal, whom he persisted for the longest, collapsed.

A few days later, the detained Fandal * Deer Helmet was released, and then he voluntarily expressed that Druid firmly supported the High Titan Sarodal to become the **** emperor of the night elves and established the night empire.

At this point, the three night elves, the Moon Goddess, the Border Guard, and the Druid all agreed to the monarchy.

The rest is endless momentum and propaganda.

"Master Elisander, all the instability factors are now cleared, and when Her Majesty the Lord returns, you can move on to the next step." Oruriel moved towards Elisanne sitting on the terrace in Hu Feng's room. De said respectfully.

Ali Sander nodded slightly and looked at Oruriel. "The Templars still can't relax. You still have a task to increase the clearance of the entire alliance. When I ask my lover to return, I see a alliance that fully supports him."

"As you wish!" Oruriel's head lowered deeper.

Wrong timeline, Draenor, Gorgrond.

The gigantic body of Gruulna's father, Margoron, hurried back, and the floating island of the military fortress in the sky was firing at him the Titan energy cannon and the dark golden light of dawn.

Gruul's most powerful son, Dover the Destroyer, was imprisoned in arcane chains. Although he could easily break free, he did not dare.

He was frightened, because not far away, the other six Gruul's sons had fallen to the ground with broken bodies and died for a long time. And his invincible father is also on the verge of failure at the moment.

At this time, the leader of the Holy Crusades in Draenor, Landus, fiercely inserted the sword of energy into the shoulder of Dover the Destroyer, and stirred a few times.

"You will always be the slave of Lord God, you know? You stupid giant! Look at your sad father ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Watch how he failed, and then endure 100 times more pain than you Tortured! "

Dover the Destroyer shouted and shouted in trembling, and the violent one-eyed eyes of the past were now filled with supplication and surrender.

A Titan energy cannon pierced through Gruul's abdomen, which made a deafening scream. The entire Gorgrond region could be heard clearly as long as there were no deaf creatures.

Not far from Yongmao woodland.

There are several proto-ancestors who are almost as big as Margoron's body and some Lin Jing who are a little taller than human beings are discussing what.

"This world is about to die, our only hope is those alien invaders!" Said a proto-ancestor Jing Beast with a loud voice, and his opinion was largely endorsed by Lin Jing.

"What if they just want to enslave us?" Another ancestor Jing Beast was a little worried.

"I have noticed this time. There are some creatures in the army of outsiders who also use natural power. They seem to be called druids. I think they are a good breakthrough if you want to contact them."

At this time, the fighting between the Crusader and Gruul, which was broadcast live in the middle of the magical arabesque circle, was over. This is the sight of a Cali bird.

I watched Gruul fall to the ground with severe injuries. The outsiders rushed up and tied Gruul with thick arcane rune chains one by one. The ancestor Jing Beast and Lin Jing were silent for a while.

"Send someone right away to get in touch, these outsiders are not capable of enemy."