"Go to Nassau, outside the city wall, you can find someone who will serve us and inform our company of Tyrande without letting the deer helmet find it," Malfari Ou sighed: "The guardian of a thousand years has finally fallen."

"Don't sleep, your mother calls you home to eat!"

"Oh, the guardian of a thousand years has finally fallen..."

"Two goods, Tyrande belongs to Illidan, you will only sleep, Druid is a pen, hey, eight sauces, I am not talking about you, rely on, don't bite, you are a dog. , release!" Lu is still not dead.

"Oh, the guardian of a thousand years has finally fallen..."

"Don't dare to upgrade my Extreme Ring, hey, beg you, upgrade my ring, it will soon be out of date," Lu fluttered up to hug the thigh, but passed through the shadow, Malfurion The illusion disappeared.

After all, Lu’s teammates couldn’t get through the temple alone, they pretended to see nothing.

It’s too shameful, and our boss can’t be so shameless.

There was no npc outside the wall of Darnassus, but the low land knew who to deal with. He gently patted the world tree, and then a forest elf slowly floated out.

"The king of the great Druid, the great leader of the elves, Master Malfurion, he asked me to come here to find a cute elf, probably you, I think you should be able to know what I am," Lu enthusiasm praised the owner of the night elf who was also called the second goods.

The elf can only make a sound similar to a baby whisper. The strange thing is that it can understand the words.

"We will inform Tyrande, mortal, Master Malfurion has made us ready to deal with this matter, now you must go to Moonlight Woodland, talk to Remulus, he will further guide you to summon Ilanicus."

Remulus, that is an old friend.

Moonlight woodland is still so peaceful, and Remulus is still so lazy. His own temple is sleeping at the door, and even the arrival of Lu is not awakened.

"Respected Guardian of the Jungle, I brought the message of Malfurion," Lu said.

The attitude is very good, the gentle tone makes the people who come with him feel sick, but Lu is not ashamed of it, if he can, he can be more charming.

As long as Malfurion’s monk does not come out of the Emerald Dream, it is only the son of this demigod that can help the land to upgrade the ring.

"Oh, my young friend, I can see you so soon," Remulus opened his eyes slowly and said, "Who did you mention, Malfurion? I haven’t heard about him for a long time. The news."

"Hey, it’s about Ilanicus, and now the Zerg is starting to move again," Lu said.

"I understand," Remulus is serious. He said: "If Elanikus refuses, then we can never wake them up. However, his intention is to enter our world because he wants Destroy Malfurion's body.

If he succeeds, then one of our most powerful allies in the Emerald Dream will cease to exist. If Malfurion falls, then the emerald will engulf the whole world..."

"Oh, that's terrible, my friend, I have to do something," Lu said.

“You have to go to the entrance to the four emerald dreams of the world of Azeroth. At each entrance, you can collect pieces of eroded nightmare. The dragon creatures living in these areas will carry such fragments, when You collect all four pieces and come back to me," Remulus said.

“It doesn’t sound too difficult,” Lu said.

"This is just the beginning, my friend, are you ready?" Remulus asked.

"Of course, I am leaving now." I can't continue to waste time. I managed to lead other clubs in a position. I was caught a little slower.

The four places are displayed on the task reminder, but it is not necessary to study the four emerald dreams where the entrance is. The nearest is the Ashen Valley, next to a corroded moon well, there is no Less Sartre.

Like Naga, the first Sartre was a night elf, but since then other races have joined Sartre's ranks, and they are now distorted and evil.

They are passionate about making blood and suffering, or are keen on sm.

The levels of these monsters are very low. The Grey Valley itself is a map of the 30th and 40th grades. Occasionally there are five or sixty monsters, but these Sartres are definitely not included.

After killing, I don’t know how many Sartre elites, and the residual dream finally found out what I wanted.

The other three elite dragons in Ash Valley, Feralas, and Hinterlands, who need to kill the entrance to the Emerald Dream, must be glad that they can summon the little hunter pendant at any time. The last time to do this task is Xiaomo. It took more than ten hours to brush out the four pieces.

It’s only a matter of less than seven hours.

Back to the moonlight woodland, it has become a battlefield. Only the Druid players have been involved, so it seems very deserted.

At this time, there are a lot of people, not only the 100,000 ruling sword fighting players gathered here, many other clubs have come a lot, they want to watch the whole process, so as not to have their experience when it is their turn.

There are also a lot of casual players, they are all in the fun.

"We must try to control Ilanicus. We want him to be redeemed instead of destroying him. Tyrande is already on the way to help us. We must withstand the attack of the dragon and protect the night. Get hurt. Be prepared! You and your allies are our only hope."

"I understand that my friends will fight side by side with us," Lu said.

"Well, I will find the source of the nightmare, the hero based on the fragments you collected. Then we can open a crack and pull Ilanikus out of the Emerald Dream. Be strong, my friend. We will invite The incarnation of the nightmare enters our world.” Remulus stood on the Luna Lake in Yongyue Harbor and began to summon Ilanikus.

He held four pieces of nightmare in his hand and began to sing, and the green light lingered at his fingertips.

When the mysterious chanting of the guardian ended, an invisible force suddenly broke through the sky above the lake of Luna as a sharp sword, forming a crack.

It was a crack in time and space, and the crack in the Emerald Dream was opened...

"Don't take it lightly, Warriors. Be prepared! The invasion of Ilanikus will bring chaotic wars to the whole world." Guardian Remulus said: "He will unscrupulously destroy Malfurion's body. We Never let this happen... Tyrande is on the road, we must control the beast before she arrives."

The cracks in the sky are getting bigger and bigger, and it is obvious that when the air in the moonlight forest is shaking, the guardian shouted: "Defend the night port, the hero..."

You don't need to shout, everyone can see the figure squeezed in from the crack.

Ilanikus was so big that the crack was almost not enough for him to get in, and Remulus had to continue casting to give the other a more spacious passage.

In addition to the exclamations and admiration of the players, the green figure of the nightmare tyrant Ilannikus flew out of the crack, his high air swooped down, and the huge wings could cover the entire moonlight woodland.

"A full attack, solve him before he breaks the shield," Lu gave an order.

Remulus must preside over a ceremony, otherwise the Emerald Dream will spread to the entire continent. At that time, everyone will live in a dream, and as the body decays, it will gradually enter death, which is equivalent to the entire Azeroth continent. The group is gone.

Therefore, when Ilanikus appeared in the moonlight woodland, Remulus simply could not make a shot.

The Druids of the Moonlight Woodland, they opened a natural force shield to protect the night port and Remulus, but even fools can imagine that this shield is durable, especially in Faced with Ilanicus at this time.

The first to attack is the player of the ruling sword. The truth that the ant is biting the elephant is not a nonsense.

But as time went by, the main damage output was not only the player of the ruling sword, but the soy sauce party that was on the sidelines was infected by the atmosphere of the scene, and finally someone could not help but shoot.

Some people may feel that they may be rewarded if they participate, and some people are purely boring, but a target that will not fight back.

The most important thing is the atmosphere, the atmosphere that challenges a huge dragon.

When people face powerful things, they are easy to follow blindly. Therefore, when the soldiers were killed, many soldiers were forgotten to death. In fact, they are not afraid of death. There are no people in the world who are not afraid of death. It is just that kind of desperate. Atmosphere.

The shields were quickly broken, and the Druids couldn't climb on the ground, and the players began to suffer casualties.

escape?

How can I escape in the face of so many people?

If you think carefully, it is just death. In this game, no one who can go to today will fear death. Even if you are afraid at first, you will get used to it when you die much.

Even if it is for face, you can't escape.

So the players followed suit, and the scene of the fear of the land not only did not happen, but more people heard about the war here, deliberately ran to join.

Afterwards, a reporter interviewed the player at the time and asked him why he was involved.

The answer given by the player is very simple. In reality, I am afraid that I will never encounter such a **** scene. Why not indulge in the game, rush up, die, and then go to battle after the resurrection.

If this experience happens in reality, it will be enough for people to brag to their grandchildren until later in life.