The scorched earth of the Emerald Dream, a place where life force was extracted, distorted, and given another meaning, Dick hid in the branches of the ash tree, wrapped himself in the black jazz cloak behind his back, leaving a gap in observation, and in his field of vision, a fellow in the same black robe and black clothes, was bending over, and something was carved on the ground. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"That's supposed to be a circle..."

Dick grunted, then adjusted the resolution of the engineering telescope again, and the vision was no longer clear, but the black shadow's green hair and green beard were still exposed to Dick's eyes.

"Long green hair, tall stature, carrying a scythe-like staff, and being able to enter the Emerald Dream Realm at will... That's right, Vandal Deerhelm!"

Dick pursed his lips, he recognized the strange man.

Deerhelm is the Grand Druid of the Senarion Council of the Druid Organization, and is the most outstanding disciple of Malfurion-Fury, and the reason why Dick can recognize this guy at a glance is because during the nearly 7 years that Malfurion fell into the Emerald Dream, Deerhelm was the leader of the druids in the actual sense of the word.

At the same time, he is also the ruling bipolar of the Night Elf society, and together with Tyrande, he maintains the existence of the Night Elves who have lost the protection of the World Tree.

However, this guy is a complete villain, murdering Malfurion, trying to set Tyrande in the air, colluding with the Nightmare, and even personally triggering the "Nightmare Cataclysm" 7 years later, and after being caught, he took refuge in the Elemental Lord who invaded Azeroth, Ragnaros, the Lord of Fire, and led the Fire Realm to attack Mount Hyjal, almost destroying the entire Holy Mountain.

In short, this guy is an out-and-out villain, but Dick's senses for this villain are actually very complicated.

When after going through so many things, Dick will no longer judge a person from simple good and evil, or good or bad, human nature is complex, take the deer helmet as an example, the reason why this guy has become so extreme is also because he has lost his wife, son and granddaughter, so on the other hand, he is also a hard worker.

"Deer Helmet would rather destroy this world than live in a cold world without relatives. ”

Dick silently recited the words that players had commented on Deer Helmets in his previous life, and then put the telescope on his eyes again.

He could probably guess what the deerhelm was doing.

At this time, it is the time when Deerhelm travels the world to find a way to resurrect his son, and it is at this time that he is captured by Harveys, and the Nightmare King promises to resurrect Deerhelm's son, and in return, the Great Druid will do some "small things" for him.

Sure enough, the deer helmet carved a complex magic circle on the ground, and after injecting energy, a twisted black mist poured out of the circle, and in Dick's sight, the distorted black mist exuded an uncomfortable chaotic aura, exactly like those nightmare beasts.

Even from a distance of nearly a kilometer, Dick could feel the darkness and poison that permeated the black mist, and he could not hear what the Twisted Nightmare and the Deer Helm were talking about, only that they seemed to be arguing, and the Deer Helmet seemed to be very excited and dancing.

Dick silently thought that now should be the time when Deer Helmet and Harvey first started working together, so both sides are full of distrust of each other, this is a good opportunity!

Now that the goal of dismantling Harvey's evil alliance has been set, not only Twilight's hammer, but also the vanguard of the Nightmare Legion, Deer Helm, must find a way to knock it out, but what method should be used?

Just as Dick was thinking quickly, the conversation between Deerhelm and the phantom of Nightmare was over, and the nightmare dissipated, and Deerhelm stood alone in the ashes, as if thinking about something.

Dick put away the binoculars, intending to leave the place first, and then find a chance to make contact with the deer helmet later, but behind him, he didn't notice, the dry cane of the ash tree, like a viper, quietly rose from Dick's back.

"Dick, Dick, Dick, you fool! watch your back!"

Avena's very iconic voice sounded in Dick's head, like a lightning bolt across the dark sky, and the hairs on Dick's neck stood up, and he jumped off the dead branch without thinking about it.

"Damn, I'm trying to hide a druid's perception from a tree in a place!"

Dick wanted to slap himself in the face, and at the same time, the dead vine of the ash tree attacked, whistling forward like a foraging viper, and finally slashed the sharp tip through the air and into the branches of the dead vine, bringing up a cloud of black smoke.

Dick landed on the ground, the Great Crusader's sword unsheathed, his hands clasped in his hands, but before he could muster the holy energy in his body, a sharp eagle roared behind him.

The fierce wind blew, and the tall nightblade leopard, which was dark and clad in armor made of trees, sprang out from the direction where the deer's helmet was, and like a black lightning bolt, it threw Dick from behind and threw him to the ground.

The sharp claws brought three arcs of light in Dick's sight, and the paladin sensed the threat of death, and the sacred barrier opened, but after the claws of the nightblade leopard slashed, three cracks appeared at the top of the sacred barrier.

Dick gritted his teeth, flew up with a kick, and kicked the nightblade leopard lying on his body, as if kicking down the iron plate, shaking his feet painfully, the flying nightblade leopard lightly spun in a circle in the air, landed on all fours, and landed on the ground, it just moved its limbs in place, like a shadow, and continuously dodged Dick's order judgment and instantaneous divine shock, but after dodging the attack, the nightblade leopard did not attack, but stared at Dick.

The green eyes contained murderous intent and indifference, and under the manipulation of the force of nature, around Dick, in front and behind, the black vines of the ash tree seemed to come to life, staggered, forming two large black nets, firmly blocking the battlefield of the two people.

The power of the Great Druid was vividly displayed at this moment, the distance of a thousand meters was crossed in the blink of an eye, the raptor form was as fast as the wind, the wild form claws were like a razor, Dick touched the three scratches on his armor, his heart sank, judging from the battle just now, the deer helmet is definitely a hero, or the kind of all-rounded, very tricky hero.

Dick moved his wrist, he looked at the deer helmet that could attack at any time, and slowly inserted the crusader sword in his hand back into his waist, at this time, any action will attract the crazy attack of the great druid, Dick also played the druid profession, in the wild state, the druids transformed into the night blade leopard, whether it is attack power or speed, is not inferior to the top assassins.

Especially the Deer Helmet, a Nightblade Panther form that can already wear armor, is clearly a high-level skill that can only be mastered by druid players in the late game-Nature Incarnation, and Dick has no doubt that even if he turns on the Holy Avenger, he will not be able to beat this kind of perverted guy in cross-version combat.

Dick put the weapon back, then spread his hands out to show that he had no ill will, he groaned for a few seconds, pursed his lips, which were a little dry from nervousness, and spoke,

"I see you're trading with Nightmares, I guess, it promised to resurrect Wastein, right?"

Vastein - Deer Helm, the son of Deer Helmet who died in the "Battle of Quicksand" a thousand years ago, is a warrior, in the battle with the Qira Worms, Vastein was torn to pieces by the Zerg General Rajax in front of the Deer Helm, and even his soul was absorbed by the mysterious existence hidden behind the Zermen.

Hearing Dick mention this name that he considered taboo, the Nightblade Leopard, the embodiment of the deer helmet, roared angrily, and Dick only saw a flower in front of him, his body was lifted down, and four claws as sharp as knives were attached to his neck.

Dick looked at the nightblade leopard pressing on him, looking at the eyes that were full of anger, his heart was strangely quiet at this moment, and a seemingly effective solution was thought of by his rapidly turning brain.

"How dare you mention that name!"

The mouth of the Nightblade Leopard sounded the heavy and resentful voice of the deer helmet, and it could be seen that Dick's words evoked the painful memory of the Great Druid, if it weren't for the only remaining trace of clarity, Dick would have been dismembered by this sharp claw now.

"Don't take Harvey's word for it, it's a complete liar!"

Dick spoke again, but before he could finish speaking, he felt the claws on his neck tighten, and the claws as sharp as metal pierced into Dick's flesh, and the pain stimulated his senses, and it only took the slightest tug of the great druid's claws to kill Dick.

"I have a way to save poor Vastein from the tragedy of death, but you may die or be lost, but you don't need to do things that go against your conscience, do you dare to gamble?"

Dick gritted his teeth and said this, he looked at the Nightblade Leopard, the cold claws still in his neck, and for a minute, two minutes, Dick suddenly felt that his vision was a little blurry.

Damn! Forget it, these wild forms of the Great Druids can all be poisoned! Every Great Druid is a natural master of using poison.

But just as he was anxious, the Nightblade Leopard's claws suddenly retracted.

Dick lay on the ground, the light of green healing spells lit up on his body, and in less than a minute, his vision brightened again, and he moved his wrist and body to jump up from the ground.

Dick's heart was filled with joy because his preliminary agreement with the Deer Helmet had been reached!

"If you dare to lie to me..."

Deer Helm, who had reverted back to his human form, still hid his whole body in his black robes, his voice was tired and gloomy, but Dick interrupted Deer Helmet with a wave of his hand.

"I'm Dick Don, the commander of the First Expeditionary Force, and I'll probably spend the next 2 years in Kalimdor, there's a nascent human kingdom of Theramore in the Dust Swamp, I lied to you, I can run away, a kingdom can't run away, right?"

Dick promised, but the deerhelm shook his head,

"I mean, I've planted the seeds of bloodthirsty oak in you, and if you dare to lie to me, you'll be the second Harvey... Got it?"

When Dick heard this, his face darkened, and he said in a deep voice,

"I'm just giving you a chance, and it's going to take four years, do you want me to live with this seed in fear for all four years?"

"Four years, hehe, every day of losing Wastann is like hell for me, it's only four years, I can afford to wait, don't worry, this kind of thing is only manipulated by my will, it will convert your body into the nutrients of its existence, I'm not a crazy person, and the bloodthirsty oak will actively absorb the life force around you to avoid death when you are dying, you see, I'm actually protecting you, isn't it?"

The deerhelm turned, scythe staff, and walked out step by step, as he moved, the branches of the ash trees that were entwined around him slowly shrank back at his command, as if they had never changed.

Dick stood still, touched his belly, and finally shook his head calmly.

If you want to turn the world around, how can you do it without paying a price? It's just a seed, it doesn't matter!

"Hey, Deerhelm, are you still planning to work with Harveys?"

“... I'm not going to pin all my hopes on a human who suddenly jumped out... Also, you'd better keep your mouth shut, and if you can't, I'll help you!"

"Then do me a favor, and do something for your people, how about you? You don't want Nodashir to be taken away by Akmund so easily, do you?"