Small flames flashed from the Queen's long braids, a faint red light swirling around the goddess's tall, slender body, and she strode in front of Tyrande in a characteristic way. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The Great Oath of Life. Tyrande bowed deeply in respect.

"Hello, elf. She looked at Tyrande like a queen and a mother, contradictory, but it was so. "And you. Her Majesty suddenly touched Benny's hair. "Always surprising little ones. ”

"Good day, Her Majesty. Benny bowed and blew on the Queen's hair that had been ruffled in front of his forehead, and that little gesture made the Queen smile even more happily.

"I'm glad you're safe. Her Majesty turned to look at Leshorne who was lying there, and several red dragon-turned elves were surrounding it, their hands flashing red, and Ossostraz kept his dragon form, staring at it intently.

Its dying appearance made Her Majesty's eyes flash with some mixed emotions. "I didn't expect evil to be so powerful that even the most powerful guardians were corrupted. ”

"Your 'calling' is indeed necessary, little one. The Queen looked back and smiled appreciatively at Benny. "I'm glad you did. ”

"My pleasure. Benny bowed again.

"When I solve the 'problem' here, we'll talk about it. The queen smiled at the crowd and walked towards the green dragon behind her.

"Oh my God. Gianna suddenly sighed, and so did everyone else, a powerful creature as ancient as a mountain, a great creature that would only appear in legends stood in front of them, and there was always some inexplicable nervousness in their hearts.

The queen stood in front of the Green Dragon's 'miserable' head, unconcerned about the stench emanating from its face, she just said in calm but majestic words as usual.

"Lethorne!"

The green dragon, whose eyes had been closed, lifted its huge eyelids, its emerald eyes replaced by a red-black mist, and it stared at the queen with a snake-like hiss.

"You're facing the Great Life Bound Oath! Lethorne, even if you're no longer noble, you should keep your respect!" Ossostraz pressed his massive dragon claws against the green dragon's neck, hissing back down its throat.

"Are you fallen?" said the Queen, whose expression remained calm, but her voice rose sharply. "As Ysera's most admired and greatest warrior, you have succumbed to the darkness in your heart!?"

"Nightmares ---- will devour everything-----" the dragon said with an ethereal smell as it spoke, and the voice came from another world. "Lifebinder----- Alexstasa----- you will be no exception-----"

"Roar!" Ossostraz let out a loud roar, and the claws that stepped on the dragon's neck harder, the green dragon flapped its half-fleshy wings and struggled.

"Where does the power to bring you to your knees come from, Lethorne!" the queen raised her hand and organized Ossostraz to continue to exert force, the green dragon's body couldn't hold out for long.

"Everywhere!" the green dragon closed his eyes, as if waiting for death to come.

"Tell me, and I will set your soul free. ”

"The nightmare will only consume you, Lethorne, and it will end with you!"

The red light that swirled around the queen's body began to intensify, and they swirled and flew before turning into bright red flames that erupted.

Ossostraz withdrew his claws, and the other red dragons took a few steps back, watching as the green dragon turned into a pile of ashes in a matter of seconds, and the red, blackened dragon blood of the land around it evaporated instantly.

As the flames dissipated, several young shoots suddenly appeared on the charred earth, and they sprouted and bloomed quickly visible to the naked eye, and a field of colorful flowers covered the originally messy clearing.

"I'm sorry, Ysera, but I have to. The queen muttered to herself. "His fall has penetrated deep into the soul ---- the soul of the dragon. ”

Every loss of life brings a flash of grief to the Queen, let alone a dream guardian who has done so much for the world.

Her Majesty looked at the ashes hidden under the flowers and green grass again, and turned to walk towards the mortals.

"Her Majesty. Benny bowed again, and the queen nodded.

"I'm sorry, but it's not a joy to destroy a life with your own hands. Her Majesty smiled at the crowd. "Now, I want to meet Malfurion. ”

"He's trapped in a nightmare, Your Majesty. Tyrande's face was filled with sadness.

"When will it start?" the queen frowned slightly, but then regained her composure.

"When I returned from Lordaeron three years ago, Your Majesty. Tyrande said. "He suddenly told me that he was called by a dream. ”

"The summoning of dreams?!" the queen frowned again, only Ysera and those very powerful forest creatures had this ability.

"I have to meet him. "Malfurion is a druid that Ysera likes very much, and he is one of the few druids who can establish some kind of connection with Ysera, and from the perspective of Lethorne's situation, the situation in Emerald Dream is not optimistic. But now that she can't reach her sister, Malfurion might be.

"He's in the Moonlit Glades, Her Majesty. ”

"Oso!" the queen turned to call for her mate. "Take us there. "The queen doesn't want to show her body too much in front of mortals unless she has to.

"My pleasure!" the dragon bent down and stretched its wings at the Queen's feet.

"We will follow you. She looked at Tyrande and stepped onto the dragon's back with the red dragons that had changed into human form.

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"Father, we have to find a way!"

"Yes, yes, dear son, I know. Vandal walked up and down the room, his face long gone, his noble composure, and he looked at his son, who had always hidden himself in the shadows. "We need the help of the 'master', son. ”

"But you're the Great Druid, Father. The shadow's voice was tinged with surprise. "Didn't you say that Malfurion was going to succeed!"

"But it's going to take time!, son!" Vandal smiled apologetically at the shadows. "Morning Glowwheat is working, but Tyrande's spell is stalling for time. ”

"If you don't want us to separate again, father, we'd better settle this sooner rather than later, and we're on our own. The shadows came, and the sunlight from the window showed his face, it was Walstein Deerhelm, Vandal's only son----- son who died in the Battle of Quicksand.

"I won't, son, I'm not going to let us separate!" Vandal muttered to himself as he looked at his son, his face hideous. (To be continued.) )