"Although I don't think I need to specifically remind you, let me say something. You may not have any experience in fighting void creatures. I have had direct or indirect contact with the four ancient gods. I will teach you a way to stick to your hearts. Use good memories as weapons, Varian, if you see your dead queen, please remember, she is not here, she is asleep, and cannot appear in the Emerald Dream."

Vanessa, who looks like an old driver, reminds a few people that this matter must be vaccinated in advance. Strictly speaking, Varian's queen died because of the riots instigated by the Defias Brotherhood. A muddled account.

After telling the information that needs attention, Broll Bearskin took the lead, Varian and Big White Legs defended his left and right wings, Tyrande walked in the middle, Vanessa closed the door behind, and the five secretly went to the depths of the Emerald Dream.

Tyrande's profession is Priestess of the Moon, which is a mixed profession of priest and hunter. At this time, she is carrying a bow and arrow, holding the moon blade tightly in her hand. After entering the dreamland, she looks around intently.

Dreams are corroded into nightmares, which is reflected in the material world, that is, intelligent life will always have nightmares, and in severe cases, they will even be unable to wake up, and it is even more serious inside the dream.

Like clay, mixed with many negative emotions, shadow creatures that can only devour frantically emerge from all directions. They have no fixed shape and rely entirely on instinct to act.

Of the five of them, one is a feral druid, one is a weapon fighter, one is a thief, and one is a female priestess. The first three are not legal systems, and the latter is more often a healer.

The task of clearing the field can only be given to Vanessa.

Still mixed with the power of the earth, the yellow sand flying all over the sky appeared in a dark red emerald nightmare, and the quicksand whizzed past quickly, sweeping away the shadow creatures around.

The next moment, Vanessa shouted, "Withdraw! There are too many of these things!"

She didn't see exactly how many there were. She only knew that it was boundless. The direction of the entrance of several people was full of shadow creatures with their mouths wide open and wriggling forward.

The few dared not neglect, and Broll Bearskin opened the way first. They galloped all the way, drawing out their weapons from time to time to fight. Relying on the powerful fighting strength of the few people, they insisted on fighting a **** path in the encirclement.

"Bah! It stinks, this is the Emerald Dream that you Druids talk about every day? What a hellish place." The big white leg wiped his dagger, and muttered softly while wiping it.

Varian shook his head slightly at her, signaling to keep his voice down.

There were two druids at the scene, and the other was a relative of the druid. Are you afraid of being beaten when you point at the monk and scold the bald donkey?

The big white leg shrank its neck hastily, and the two and a half druids also pretended not to hear.

At this moment, they hid in a place that seemed to be a valley to rest, and studied where to rescue Malfurion by the way.

The two physicists were sharpening their knives and chatting, while the three legal systems were discussing the next journey.

Vanessa put herself out first, "I have been a druid for a short time, and Lordaeron is busy with state affairs, and I don't have time to explore the Emerald Dream carefully."

"I haven't entered the Emerald Dreamland since Ainasa passed away." Broll Bearskin said sadly.

Tyrande's tone was a bit dry, "The last time I came here was ten thousand years ago"

The three of them looked at each other and found that they were not familiar with the Emerald Dream.

"Haha! You - woo!?" The big white leg wanted to laugh, and Varian hurriedly covered her mouth. It's okay to joke with Broll Bearskin when you have nothing to do, but now that there are outsiders present, you can't make jokes.

Vanessa had to ask Tyrande, "I think Malfurion will definitely leave some hints for you in the dream, and you should feel it carefully."

Tyrande shook her head again and again, "No, no, my heart is very chaotic, and I can't listen carefully at all."

Vanessa waved her hand, "Don't listen, let's use the elimination method. You sense my left hand side first, and you extend your mental power in this direction. Try it, and there is no response at all? Then try again this time. on my right"

Tried and tested, comparing the strength of the call, the two serious druids sensed the direction where Tyrande felt the call was strong, and determined whether the force of nature over there belonged to Malfurion.

The three of them quickly settled on a direction, the minority obeyed the majority, and the two physics professions who had been reduced to fighting machines couldn't distinguish the force of nature. They just felt that this blood-red world was very dangerous, and they kept urging them to leave quickly.

The Emerald Dream seems to be a dream, but it’s not actually a dream. It’s not so much a mortal’s dream as it is Azeroth’s dream. Even if it is corroded and turned into an Emerald Nightmare, some basic characteristics cannot be changed.

Vanessa used the yellow sand to create a platform, supported several people to fly at high speed, and flew towards the direction they sensed.

"Hidden quickly!" Tyrande suddenly shouted.

Although she didn't see the enemy in her line of sight, Vanessa still put several people on the ground, and they hid behind a twisted blood-red oak tree to observe.

Not long after, a giant dragon with a gray body and skin like rotten wood flew across the sky.

The giant dragon went back and forth in the sky several times, as if looking for their traces, its dim yellow eyes kept searching around, and then she suddenly looked at the oak tree where the five were hiding.

A very helpless thing happened. Vanessa can sneak, and Valeera with big white legs can also sneak. The two night elves have the talent to sneak, and there is only a lone plate armor warrior like King Wa poking there. His majestic demeanor and big body are extremely obvious in a nightmare~lightnovelpub.net~It can't be hidden.

"Guys, I think that guy seems to have spotted us?" King Wa pulled out the artifact long sword Salamani, and said with high spirits.

Vanessa corrected, "I found you! Forget it and fight! That's the oldest green dragon, Nissandra!"

What Nissandra appeared in front of several people was just an image of the past. He also suffered from the erosion of dreams, and now his body and soul are trapped in some kind of illusion. He thinks that he is still guarding the Emerald Dream. The guys are all corrupt creatures in the dream, and I need to destroy them.

The corrosive dragon just breathed out at them. In his fantasy, he felt that his breath was still the flame of a normal green dragon with decomposition properties.

In fact, what he vomited out were all poisonous insects, all kinds of scorpions, millipedes, and maggots, flying all over the sky, spraying them at several people like rain.

Originally wanted to make soy sauce, but seeing such a disgusting scene, Vanessa still felt unbearable. It would be disgusting to be sprayed all over her body!

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