Dick walked out of the emerald green portal with a blank face, about 2 seconds later than the others had crossed the portal, and the short time difference did not arouse anyone's suspicions. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But in that mysterious space, no one knows what he said to the regained Illanicus.

Dick stood in front of the Stratholme Warband, his gaze would turn to the southeast sky from time to time, and when the second demon war had not yet entered the white heat, after the war was over, Dick's journey planning had a lot more obstacles.

Deerhelm, Elune, Illanicuus, Nightmare, Twilight's Hammer.

These things were repeated in Dick's mind, and finally his mind succeeded in turning into a pot of porridge.

It took three successive shouts from Garrod to bring Dick back to his senses, and he shook his head, squeezing these things out of his brain, and turned his gaze to Garrod, who had officially assumed command of the defense of Mount Hyjal, who understood Dick's anomaly, and that the previous war had had enough to affect everyone's minds.

"Dick, the Ashen Valley battlefield is divided into two, you and your knights are in charge of the eastern sector, the orcs are in charge of the western sector, and His Majesty Ysera has agreed to send the Emerald Dragon to join both of your camps!"

Garrod stretched out his hand and shook it, and Sarah Hill, who was standing beside him, pulled out a simple map of animal skins from behind his waist, and the white-haired elf's hand shook on the map, and Dick and Thrall looked at it very carefully.

"The orcs are extremely strong in melee combat, so in addition to counterattacking the demons, you also need to shoulder the support of the Felwood Forest, and you, the paladins' mobility is only a little worse than the hunters' troops, but your defense is more than one rank higher than the huntresses, so I will also hand over the blockade system of the demon base camp Azhara to you. ”

Garrod's organization was quite clear, and under his explanation, both Dick and Thrall understood the responsibilities that both sides had to shoulder in the second half of the war, and frankly speaking, the defense task of the second-line theater of operations like Ash Valley was not too heavy for the outnumbered orcs, but it was a little difficult for the First Expeditionary Force, which only numbered more than 10,000.

Garrod understood this, too, so he dotted heavily on the map at the junction of Ashenvale and Aishara.

"I allow you to blow up the bridges that pass through, the mountain giants who are friendly with Kadore, and even the command of the heavy crossbow moon blade, I can also give it to you, with only one request: not to allow the demons and undead in the rear to enter the Ashen Valley on a large scale, I intend to set the Ashen Valley as our safe zone, Dick, your First Expeditionary Legion, is the gatekeeper of this war zone. ”

After hearing this series of assistance, Dick's heart was also relaxed, with the mountain giant who could slightly manipulate the terrain and the heavy crossbow Moon Blade, which was one of the most lethal in power, Dick also had more confidence in purging the demons of the Eastern District, not to mention that Nozdorm also promised to send some new soldiers of the bronze dragon to help.

However, when Garrod picked up the map and was about to leave, he was stopped by Dick, who glanced at Garrod, and the white-haired elf looked around, then took out the pipe given by Dick, and walked to the side with him, and the two of them lowered their voices.

"Are you really going to use the Kadore Elves to deal with the demon elite who invaded Fywood Forest?

Dick took a deep breath of smoke and asked with "concern".

Garrod grinned, and after spending a long time with the elven commander, Dick realized that this guy was actually an informal person, and in the face of Dick's question, the commander pursed his lips, hesitated for a few seconds, and revealed a secret.

"Don't worry, Dick, the Green Dragon Queen has reached an agreement with Malfurion, who has just woken up, she will personally preside over the resurrection ceremony of the demigods of the wilderness, and when all the demigods are resurrected, even the great demons will not want to break through their attacks!

The paladin opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he decided not to say anything for the time being.

As a player, he has participated in the demigod resurrection ceremony presided over by Ysera in the cataclysm more than once, and he knows that the resurrection of demigods takes time, not overnight, and now, how much time will the archdemon leave to Hyjal?

But Garrod, who had a pipe in his mouth, did not see the hesitation on Dick's face, and he turned and left with Sarah Hill, who sat alone on the ground, thinking about his original idea.

In the War of the Ancients, the demigods were scattered on several fronts, scattering and defeating the demon legions that were all over the world at that time, such as Agamagan galloping on the land of Kalimdor and opening the way for the army, such as the bear-man demigod Ursol and the Ursok brothers, who were the main force in attacking the frontal attack, Avina who was the main force in clearing the sky, and other unknown wilderness demigods, such as Amantha the Black Panther, who was responsible for hunting high-level demons.

But even so, they failed to defeat the demons back then, it was the detonation of the Well of Eternity that gave this world a glimmer of life, and it is really unknown whether they can fight against the great demons when they get together.

Dick suddenly realized that his previous judgment was still a little subjective.

Sometimes, just because there are too many people doesn't mean there is a chance of winning.

But now I don't think about it much, the demigods are about to reappear, which is more or less a good thing for this world. Before that, let the elves fight to the death in front, and their more than 10,000 people will stay in the rear and intercept the demons, which can be regarded as contributing to this battle.

In a trance, Dick's ambition to rush to the battlefield with the First Expeditionary Force has changed, and after coming into contact with those demons head-on, seeing the demon army that covers the sky and the sun with his own eyes, and vaguely seeing the shadow behind this war, Dick really doesn't think that his 10,000 people thrown into the crazy whirlpool can make a few splashes.

I heard that the battle is the most fierce in the Felwood Forest, every confrontation, every battle front, is the scale of tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, and when the sky falls, there is naturally a proud tall man like the Night Elves to go to the top, and he only needs to do his part.

The real world is very beautiful, but it is also very cruel, in this kind of battlefield that is related to the survival of the world, don't say anything stupid about winning with quality, you can fight with 1000 people, and in the face of 100,000 demons surging up like a tide, even if you line up to cut you, you will have to cut until your hands cramp.

In fact, even a demigod like Cenarius, in a war of that scale, has to roll up his sleeves and go into battle in person at a critical moment.

Didn't you see the future protagonist of the world, Lord Sal, and was ready to say goodbye and leave?

He's accepted this kind of errand work, and what is there to dislike about Dick, who thinks he is a marginal man?

After saying hello to Thrall, Dick gave a little mention of the news about the Destroyer Malones, and then planned to return to the Ashenvale defenses, where they would switch gears and head to the eastern part of Ashenvale after the Green Dragons had cleared them of the demons near the Great Shade.

But just as Dick and Thrall shook hands and said goodbye amicably, the sky of the entire Grey Valley suddenly darkened, and the orc shaman's face changed, and before he could say anything, Dick heard the trees around him, and they all let out a mournful cry.

The bean-sized rain fell from the sky, smashed on Dick's face, smashed painfully, in the rain curtain, the forests in all directions seemed to have their own consciousness, crying, wailing, this strange and terrifying scene, so that Dick subconsciously backhanded the war hammer behind his backhand.

A loud bang came from the ground, and Dick stumbled, barely keeping his balance in his body, but the others were not so lucky.

Cries of pain and scolding resounded behind Dick, and the paladin looked back, and a shocking scene appeared: the giant tree that carried the Emerald Dream Portal, like an old man, let out an overwhelmed cry, and conspicuous cracks appeared on the trees, and then quickly spread upward, and the big tree, which was originally like a pillar of heaven, actually seemed to be crumbling in an instant.

"Earth, obey my commands!"

Faster than Dick was Thrall, the most talented shaman the orcs had ever been, and he stretched out his two hands to the front, and in the roar of the ground, four large rocky hands reached out, and at the moment the tree fell, it was fixed in place from all sides, avoiding the catastrophic consequences of the portal being directly crushed.

But this is not the end, not only this tree, at the moment when the vision of heaven and earth occurred, all the giant trees near the entire big shade underwent the same change, and the fallen trees smashed out rising smoke in the dense forest, and the whole process lasted at least five minutes.

Thrall muttered in the direction of the Fylewood Forest to the northwest, and Dick approached him, hearing the shaman's voice in disbelief.

"Demigods... This is a sign of the death of a demigod in the wilderness!"

Garrod, who had not gone far, reacted more violently, and he jerked away from the support of the watchers,

"Cenarius has failed, he has the power of Mount Hyjal and this forest, but he can't even stop the archdemon! The Felwood Forest line is over! Damn, it's over!"

On the other side, the archdemon Akmund was laughing wildly against the backdrop of flames and lightning behind him, and the demigod summoned the thunder from the sky before death came, but the archdemon just stretched out his hand, and scattered those purple lightning bolts in the air.

In front of the curtain of lightning flying like a silver serpent, in the bright and dark air, the body of the Great Demon stood in the middle of the battlefield, like a tower that would never fall!

The blue body, which is dozens of meters tall, is covered with bloody scars, which looks terrifying, but for the great demon with amazing vitality, it is not even a minor injury, and it holds a head with antlers and bloody flesh in its left hand, which is its trophy.

Behind the archdemon, a huge corpse with a deer-body and human head that had lost its head, lying in a pool of blood, twitching from time to time, it was the demigod Cenarius, the king of the forest, the most loyal ally of the Night Elves, a proud fellow.

According to the original plot, Cenarius should have been hacked to death by Grom, who had drunk the blood of demons again, before the large-scale invasion of demons, and became the laughing stock of all the demigods, but Dick's incursion gave it a chance to die a decent battle.

In the battle of the ancients 10,000 years ago, Akmund personally twisted the neck of Cenarius's father, the lost caretaker, Malone the White Deer, and 10,000 years later, the great evil star broke Cenarius's head more easily, and the battle between the two super heavyweights changed the terrain of half of the Felwood Forest forever.

The Great Demon set his eyes on Mount Hyjal in the distance, and in the package of those mountains, a towering tree went straight into the sky, it was the World Tree Nodashir, which absorbed the essence power of this world for 10,000 years, and a trace of greed flashed in Akmund's eyes.

It had never thought of surpassing its master, the Dark Titan was an invincible powerhouse, but as long as it got the power contained in that tree, it would at least allow him to enter the same level as the great master.

Compared to this purpose, destroying the world or something is really not worth mentioning, as a famous polluter, Akmund has already destroyed countless worlds with his own hands.

"Come, enter into this world, my servants, and open the way to the World Tree for your masters!"

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On the first day of the holiday, the brothers are sending their sorrows, I am in the code, and I will go back to my hometown to express my sorrows. . . Qingming is always in a bad mood, after a hundred years, will someone come to commemorate us?~~~~~ ah~~~~