Beyond the temple of Atahaca, by the clear waters of the lake, Dick, Demitil, and Darth the dragonman stood saying goodbye to the apparition of Illanicus, while the werewolf Verinde, with her scythe, was curiously teasing a deer that had run to the lake to drink. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After a series of thrilling journeys, they will leave this haunted place that is clouded almost all the time and go to another place to continue the journey of their lives.

Dick and Illanicus' apparitions stood very close, and before leaving, he decided to tell the Green Dragons what he knew about the evacuation of the temple of Atahaka.

"Mr. Illanicus, the Atalai Troll, is nothing more than an offshoot of the Gurabash Trolls of the Valley of Thorns, and I have heard that the Hakale Priesthood had a close relationship with the Gurabash Trolls before, and I suspect that the Haka's faith has been revived in that lost city, and perhaps we will deal with this Soul Reaver again at some point in the future. ”

The paladin's eyes were serious, and Illanicus looked relaxed,

"Rest assured, Dick, as long as it's not in this temple, Haka's threat is far less than you think, and if Haka can't remember the lesson, I don't mind moving my body, Azeroth isn't just a guy who calls himself an evil god who can come if he wants, don't think about Haka anymore. ”

Seeing Illanicus's confident appearance, Dick couldn't help but think of the guy who was in the Emerald Dream Realm, the guy who incarnated as the "Dream Tyrant", with half of his strength, he beat Tyrande and his party with their heads, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With Illanicus' assurance, he really didn't have to worry much about the ugly evil god coming for at least a short time.

The friendly farewell of the crowd, and under the slightly sad gaze of Demitil and Das, they set out on their way back to the city.

Frankly speaking, the Swamp of Sorrow was really not a suitable land to live in, and those disgusting, ubiquitous muddy mires soon made Dick's shoes stained with muddy water, and finally the paladin, in shame, summoned the star horse, and took the werewolf girl who was no longer afraid of flying at high altitudes, and flew into the sky.

As for Demeter and Darth, Dick said that there was no need to worry about them at all, the two green dragons also knew the location of Karazhan, and they were going to fight the tooth sacrifice here to let Dick go first, and also said that they would definitely arrive before Dick.

In the humid air filled with moisture, Dick held the reins of the astral Pegasus, and let the stars scatter in the air lead them back to Karazhan along a zigzag trajectory, and Verinde's ears in her arms pricked up, and she looked up at Dick, whose eyes were out of focus, obviously in deep thought, and couldn't help but ask.

"You... Do you have something on your mind?"

Verinde's follower transformation is long over, and now, like Liadrin, she shares Dick, and all memories except for rebirth, the estrangement between the two of them is gradually disappearing in this atmosphere of sharing secrets.

Dick's hoarse voice woke Dick, who hummed, but did not speak, until a few minutes later, when he spoke,

"After Karazan's affair is over, you and I will go to the northern frontier and find moonshine grass and other herbs there to convert your werewolf form, which is somewhat inconvenient. ”

"Well, Northern Xinjiang, when I brought the Moon God Scythe and landed from the Valley of Thorns, I wanted to go to Northern Xinjiang. ”

Verinde's voice also became melancholy, "After the werewolves I summoned in the Felwood Forest were out of control, I had to send them all back to the Emerald Dream, and then I heard that there was also a mage in the Northern Frontier who summoned werewolves from the dream, so I planned to go to him and see how he controlled those guys." ”

"Arugao?"

Dick scoffed, "That's a madman, expecting him to control the werewolves? ”

"Yes, when I became a werewolf, I knew that no one could control us. ”

Verinde accepted the reality of becoming a werewolf, her voice and body trembling, "No one can manipulate freedom, it comes from the wildness in our bones, killing, hunting, and madness, that is madness that goes deep into the spinal cord, if it weren't for the Luna Scythe, I'm afraid, I'm afraid I would have been lost in that instinct a long time ago." ”

"Peace of mind, good boy!"

Dick felt Verinde's shiver, and he reached out and touched the top of the werewolf's head, "You're different from other werewolves, uh... At least they don't have a pretty tail like yours. ”

"Huh?"

Verinde's ears were poked up because of her emotional loss, and her eyes lit up, "Really?

Dick scratched his head, quickly searched the side of his memory, and then said uncertainly, "It seems that other werewolves really don't have tails, and their ears don't grow on the top of their heads, but they grow behind their faces like humans, unlike your ears, which can be erected." ”

"So, I'm unique?"

After becoming a werewolf, the originally quiet priestess also became eccentric, and after repeatedly confirming that she was unique, her mood quickly improved, and she even hummed a night elf tune.

Sure enough, as Verinder said, after becoming a werewolf, her behavior became more and more erratic. At least Dick didn't know why it was worth making her so happy to have a tail.

So in the unique minor-key singing, the astral Pegasus flapped its brilliant wings, broke through the clouds, and left a large series of starlight trails in the air, like a dream, like a fantasy.

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The abnormal green tide lapped against the black shore, the sky overhead was full of black clouds and lightning, and the ominous scenery swirled in the sky to form a black and white whirlpool, and the wind blew and whistled on the rusted weapons on the beach.

It's a barren land!

In the glow of lightning that lit up from time to time, not far from the beach, a dark green stone building stood there, and in the dark background, there was a smell stronger than the darkness, although the door of the building was open, but no normal creature would want to go inside.

However, there are always exceptions, and at the moment when the light of a bolt of lightning flashed to the extreme, two sharp knife lights lit up at the entrance of the building.

The moonlight blade pierced the air and slashed into the darkness, followed by the clashing of coquettish drinks and weapons, and two shadows, one large and one small, moved back and forth in the small space, and every time they approached, there was a chilling murderous aura rushing around.

Under the illumination of the constantly lit lightning, two shadows also entered this gloomy picture.

It was a tall shadow with dark green smoke and flames, with huge black bat wings on his back, and demon-like curved horns on his head, and under the light of lightning, the magic patterns of his naked upper body emitted green light in the darkness, and his hands held two crescent-shaped blades, even in the deep darkness, the faint green light emitted from the blades could make people creepy.

Those two knives are like laughing butchers, they are eager to harvest life!

On the other side, there was a petite shadow, the iron owl helmet that obscured the woman's face, the battle armor of chain mail and plate armor, and the cloak with blades that almost covered her body, making her look like a predator who had come out of a myth.

In fact, it is true, after the next contact between the knife wheel and the blade, the two shadows retreated to the sides respectively, and it can be seen that this grappling has been going on for too long.

"Mavi, I've said it many times, stay away from me!"

The Demon Hunter put away his blade and carried it behind him, but the demon transformation was not lifted, and even a second or even a blink of an eye could cost him his life in the face of a watcher like Mavi Shadow Song.

Illidan's voice was much hoarser and more vicissitudes than when he said goodbye to Dick, and his tone was calm, but there was a hint of helplessness in it.

"I'm doing something very important, so, get out of my way!"

"Don't think about it, prisoner, come back to Watch Island with me, or die!"

Mavi also held the knife wheel in front of her in the palm of her hand, this huge and hideous weapon supported her body, and the moment Mavi spoke, the raindrops the size of beans fell from the sky, leaving one water mark after another on her helmet.

"The Tomb of Sargeras... What did you find in there? Illidan, hand it over!"

The demon hunter glanced up at the tearful sky, of course, he couldn't see the raindrops, but in the case of the demon's transformation, just by relying on perception, he could also "see" every drop of rain falling from the sky, and in the rain, Mavi showed a complete silhouette, the jailer who had guarded him for 10,000 years.

"I'm sorry, but I really can't give this thing to you!"

The Demon Hunter shrugged, "And didn't you notice? Mavi, you're no match for mine anymore, so... Go back, go anywhere, don't follow me anymore!"

In the face of the Demon Hunter's provocative words, after a flash of lightning, Mavi's voice also faintly reached Illidan's ears,

"Really, you're really about your own power, so... Are you confident?"

"Poof!"

A faint white shadow silently appeared from the space behind Illidan, a vague, but barely recognizable shadow in the form of a watchman, holding the wheel of thorns in his hand high, slashing down towards the demon hunter, and then Illidan, who was caught off guard, barely blocked the blow with the blade behind his back.

The white shadow obviously didn't have enough killing intent, but after this blow, it dissipated into nothingness, but soon, she reappeared behind Mavi.

"It's just a hello, and next time, it'll be chopped off on your head!"

The faint voice of the watchman came from the rain curtain, and Illidan's face became serious.

"Vengeful spirits, the undead summoned with your soul... You're such a lunatic!"

"Thanks for the compliment, aren't you?"

Mavi lifted the knife wheel again, and it was obvious that she was serious.

Facing the watchman, Illidan cautiously took a few steps back, and then felt a small black ball from the palm of his hand,

"It's a pity that I don't have so much time to spend here with you, Mavi, listen to my advice, go back, don't appear in front of me, next time, my knife won't be so weak!"

"Bang!"

The Demon Hunter crushed the small black ball in his palm, and then the whole ground began to crack, began to tremble, began to roar, and in the watchman's surprised gaze, in the distance, the black building that had just stood on the beach, actually began to collapse, fast, terrible collapse!

The sturdy building, the stone temple, the prison! It was as if it had been pushed down by an invisible hand, and it collapsed with a bang.

"No!

Mavi could no longer care about chasing the fleeing Illidan, and she sprang down on the completely collapsed building, like a dark shadow in the wind, where... Her most loyal subordinates, sisters whom she regarded as relatives, were buried there.

"Illidan!! I swear, I swear to kill you!"