(Tomorrow may be two watches, but my festival has been really full lately.) ）

The bone dragon in the sky was the first to be pecked down by the horned eagle, and the remaining gargoyles were soon all killed.

Although the horned eagle and gargoyle, like the five scum on the ground, have no way to fight on the ground, but the successive falls of the frost dragon have greatly boosted the morale of the small animal legion, and the druids no longer conservatively maintain the form of giant bears, they have turned into cats and leopards, and have thrown themselves into the pile of undead to scratch and scratch, and with the accurate shooting of the sentinel troops, all the undead who have landed in the delta have been eliminated.

The Tree of Life, which had been soaking in the river and drawing soy sauce, stood up and put its arms on both sides as a bridge, and the Legion of Small Animals and Night Elf Sentinels crossed the Tree of Life and rushed to the north bank to help Naga.

Naga had previously been on par with the scourge on the North Shore, and with the help of the Night Elves, they quickly overwhelmed the undead, and a few ancient trees were too lazy to cross the river, so they climbed to the shore from the Tree of Life and beat the pagoda with one punch...... Naga's giant turtles also helped to dismantle a lot, and they didn't care what kind of material the psychic tower was made of, and they swallowed it all in their stomachs.

Once the Scourge collapsed, it was no longer possible to stop the combined forces of the Night Elves and Naga, and it didn't take long for the base on the North Shore to be demolished into ruins.

The Tree of Life reused its old tricks and brought the Critter Legion to the South Bank, where it was slowly completing its transportation, and the Scourge on the South Bank had already been crippled by the Naga - they had lost too many undead on the Delta, and they were too weak to be able to hold back the Ice Dragon.

In this way, the two natural disaster bases at the mouth of the Avaris River were wiped out by the visitors of Kalimdor and became history.

Loria retrieved Elie Meow, who had been mixed into the pile of critters, and seemed to like the changing druids, who had been holding a bobcat and would not let go, but when the battle was over and the critters had turned back into crumpled Night Elf men, Elie Meow suddenly looked haggard.

It was a peculiar expression when the heart was hurt by the truth.

Elie Meowed stopped running around, Loria was falling easily, she ran to the bank and wanted to cross the river, and the Tree of Life also reserved a special seat for her in the palm of her hand, without Loria walking, the tree directly held her in the palm of her hand and transported her across the river.

The tree was a favorite of colours, and when it saw a pink-haired Loria, it was particularly fond of her.

Waving her hand to thank the Tree of Life, Loria hugged Elymeth in her arms and walked in the direction where Tyrande was, where the priestess gathered with Malfurion and Illidan and was talking something.

"Thank you, my brother. ”

Malfurion thanked his brother for helping him rescue Tyrande, and Illidan couldn't stop smiling.

"Thank you, Illidan. ”

Tyrande also thanked Illidan for saving her life, and Illidan suddenly stopped smiling again, straightened his face, and after a while, he still pulled the corners of his mouth and gave Tyrande a kind smile.

"I've decided to let you go. ”

Malfurion, who was still planning to take Illidan back to prison in the ruins of Dalaran, changed his mind at this moment, adding, "But you must promise not to appear in front of your people again. ”

Illidan had the blood of his countrymen on his hands, and he could not be washed away by rescuing the High Priest.

Illidan Fury's face became ugly, he lowered his head, sighed silently, and when he raised his head again, his face was expressionless, "Don't worry, brother, helping you is tantamount to betraying my master, he will not let me go, now, I am going to run again." ”

There is no need to say goodbye.

Illidan turned and opened a portal, and Tyrande reached out, as if trying to keep him, but was stopped by Malfurion.

Finally looking back at Malfurion, Illidan stepped through the portal to the Outlands.

Loria ran over, she looked into the portal, curious but not too close, even the Elie Meow in her arms stretched out forward, a curious expression.

"You actually let the demon go!"

An octave female voice appeared, and before Loria could look back at the comer, a masked female night elf flashed to her from a long distance, rushing towards the closing portal.

Loria, who stood between her and the portal, was hit by a shock, and was pushed straight into the portal by a huge force.

If Loria were to be knocked into a portal and trapped in the Outlands, it would be a god.

Luckily, Miss Loria had already perfected the only skill she could handle, and she threw Alice up, and after atomizing, she made a beautiful and elegant air connection, which attracted Malfurion's attention.

Then, because he was hungry and couldn't do anything, he threw himself into the ground from mid-air.

Although atomization is good, it is necessary to be full.

Tyrande has long been surprised that Lori smashed headfirst to the ground, thanks to the blessing of the black dragon, this child has not been stupid yet...... However, Malfurion was scared a lot, and he also helped Tyrande's little friend, and if he ended up breaking his neck at a young age, it would always be embarrassing.

Except for the natural healing wound on her shoulder and a slight ache, Loria was all right, she put Elie Meow aside, and got up to her feet, and began to pat her dress, which was long lost in its original pale yellow color, stained with grass juice and ash.

Tyrande whispered a few words to Malfurion, and the Great Druid nodded and left, she walked towards Loria again, put her hand on top of Pink Lori's head, and patted her gently, "Thank you, my friend, if it weren't for you......"

"If it weren't for you, I would have starved to death, and if I hadn't, I would have been killed by the undead, so thank you, my friend. ”

Loria was dirty, and Tyrande wasn't much clean, and Tyrande saw Loria licking banana peels with hunger, and Loria didn't forget the way she rolled her eyes and fell unconscious when she first picked up Tyrande.

When they meet each other, the difference in identity and race no longer matters, because although they have not been together for a long time, they naturally call each other friends.

"I want to invite you to Darnassus, what do you mean?"

Tyrande was no longer polite, like Loria sent out an invitation.

A visit to Darnassus, the night elf capital built on a tree in the Second World and hanging overseas?

Loria seems to see endless delicious fruits, a stable environment away from natural disasters, an exotic Night Elf treehouse, and herself strolling in between.

There is only one answer, and that is good, good.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid she'll have to refuse your kindness, priestess. ”

Out of nowhere, a high elf with black hair tied high in braids and a long beard in braids, appeared next to the two of them without waiting for Loria to answer Tyrande's invitation, and directly rejected Tyrande's kindness on Loria's behalf.

Who are you, uncle/bear child, Loria and Tyrande turned to the High Elf who spoke at the same time, and pouted together