The first to walk out of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj were King Saurfang and his tribal soldiers. The original army of 42,000 people now has less than 20,000 left, and more than 50% of the battle damage. Everyone was injured, and if the shaman and witch doctor in the team were not desperately treating them, even this little person would not be able to get out.

King Saurfang was seriously injured, and he fought the twin emperors alone in order to help the soldiers relieve the pressure.

Although he defeated a strong enemy, he was almost blind in his left eye, his whole body was covered with wounds, and he was severely slashed from the chest to his ribs, which almost cut him in half.

He threw two hideous **** heads on the ground, and a huge two-handed sword he had captured from Kalimdor's Revenge and now sticks it in a rock as a trophy.

"I'm fine, please go and treat those soldiers first." He refused the treatment of several druids, standing upright like a javelin.

Even if she is not a professional healer, Vanessa can see that King Saurfang's physical loss is very large. Not to mention continuous fighting, but also facing the whispers of the ancient gods, King Saurfang's physical condition has declined. A lot, and this loss is permanent, this result is a bit cruel for a legendary fighter.

Is there any way to cure it? Vanessa glanced at Tyrande, who shook his head slightly.

If the tribal fighters bleed and suffer physical injuries, then the alliance side is crying and suffering spiritual injuries.

Duke Leoric von Zeldiger was helped out of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj by the soldiers. Many soldiers had expressions of unknown meaning on their faces. It was not fear, worry, fright, or any kind of negative emotion. No, it's like a mixture of all emotions.

There are not only negative emotions, but also positive things, happiness mixed with sadness, joy mixed with depression, positive and negative, recognizable and unrecognizable, the ancient gods planted the seeds of chaos in the hearts of every soldier , They were dazed, with numb expressions, not knowing what they were doing, let alone where they were.

When did the fight, with whom, when did the fight start, and how did the fight end? None of them knew, and the memory in their minds was extremely chaotic.

The dragon army also rescued the three dragons trapped in the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, they are the blue dragon Arygos, the green dragon Merlinsera, and the red dragon Kelestraz.

In the battle of quicksand thousands of years ago, the three giant dragons voluntarily came to the rear, but they were lost in the temple of Ahn'Qiraj. The dragon army thought they were dead, but they never expected that they could persist for a thousand years.

Their damage was also great. When the three giant dragons were rescued, they were in a daze. Vanessa focused on the blue dragon Arygos. This guy looks thick and big-eyed. Who can think of the future He will take refuge in the ancient gods.

The physique and mental strength of the giant dragons are stronger than humans, but they have been eroded by darkness for too long. On the contrary, the soldiers of the Seventh Legion regained consciousness first. They all lost part of their memories. distributed in fragments.

They thought they had only been in for a little while, unaware that they had been fighting for three days in the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj.

"I don't think it's that long? According to my feeling, it's half a day, right?" Duke Leoric von Zeldiger said.

King Saurfang also talked about his feelings. He didn't think he had fought for three days without eating or sleeping? This must not be exhausted?

Could it be that the flow of time is different? Vanessa wasn't sure about that, and she didn't dwell on the timing issue any further.

"Oh, I remember I got a trophy. Where did it come from? I found it! It's here." Duke Leoric von Zeldiger's memory is also very vague. He only knows that he has been fighting and how he defeated it afterwards. The enemy, I have no memory of how they ran out.

"Who should I give this to you? Or which one of you wants it?" He took out a lavender strange object with a vertical pupil in the center and small milky white tentacles all around it from his luggage.

This thing looks like a huge eyelid, with a diameter of more than fifty centimeters. It looks lifeless, as if it is just an ordinary flesh and blood tissue, but the corruption and heavy breath can still be felt.

Fuck! Vanessa almost jumped up in fright, Ke'thun's eyes?

She wouldn't dare to ask for this thing even if she gave her three more guts, what a person who can't think about it would get rid of such a thing!

"Don't, cough, my body is relatively weak, so I'd better hand it over to High Priest Tyrande!" Vanessa resolutely refused, her attitude was extremely firm.

Tyrande was a little speechless, she could also see the inner essence of this thing, her smile was extremely reluctant: "Let's leave it to the dragon army to deal with it."

The dragons also shook their heads like rattles, how crazy are they to want this thing? The best way to deal with this thing is to throw it back directly, but as the ancient **** was defeated, his prison was closed again, and he couldn't find the entrance even if he wanted to throw it back.

Several giant dragons looked at Duke Leoric von Zeldiger with complicated eyes, well done, why did you take this thing out?

"This is captured by your humans, I think it should be handed over to humans"

"No, the willpower of human beings is very weak. I think it is more appropriate to leave it to the dragon army for safekeeping."

"Then give it to the night elves?"

"His Royal Highness Menethil~lightnovelpub.net~ It's better for you to take it! I think finding a hundred priests can purify this thing."

They push each other! No one dared to ask for it, and their attitudes were very firm, no, absolutely no!

In the end, Vanessa also felt tired. She pointed her chin at King Saurfang in the distance, which meant to hand it over to the tribe. After all, the tribe is the command of the coalition forces. If Thrall can't purify this thing , give it to King Saurfang and take it back to make soup to nourish his body!

The news of the defeat of the ancient gods has not been spread to the outside world, but those powerhouses at the apex of the world can still sense it.

Granny Aegwynn knew it, Thrall knew it, and the Lich King of Northrend knew it.

Arthas has his own thoughts from beginning to end, he is not a puppet, let alone an energy container.

He knew the existence of the ancient gods, and he also knew what kind of power the ancient gods represented.

According to his distorted world view, the intelligent life of Azeroth cannot defeat the Old Gods, because they are full of contradictions with each other, fighting every day because of some trivial things that they don't know.

Arthas believed that only by killing them all, turning them all into undead, and using his own will to control the will of all the people can he defeat the ancient gods. He has never changed, and he is saving the world.