Mutanus lay on the ground, looking at the big orc in disbelief, he never thought that his final outcome would be like this.

Lexa stood in front of the dry bones of the mutant fish-man leader, looking at the other party's gradually dimming pupils, sighing.

The Beastmaster wanted to fight the fishman to the death, but he didn't think that he had just picked up the giant axe and was eaten by the power of the nightmare.

A black mist suddenly appeared from the hollow in Mutanus's chest, enveloping it in an instant, and then quickly devouring all of his life energy, leaving only a pile of dry bones scattered on the ground.

As the life force of the mutant fish-man leader was all squeezed, the black shadow energy actually drilled into the original hole in his chest out of thin air and completely disappeared.

"He was eaten by nightmares, the shadows took him, and we won. Hum! ”

The voice of Nalarex once again filled the cave, and the fishmen all bowed down to the ground when they heard it, as if the owner of the voice was their leader.

"Nalarex? Can you unwind the nightmare? The cavern and the creatures around it have all been affected, they have been corrupted and mutated, and they have begun to lose themselves! ”

Lexa hung the giant axe in his hand at the sides of his legs, and as if he didn't want to do it, he communicated with the voice in the air.

Hofer slowly walked over to Toothtooth, the spikes on his back still erect, staring warily at the fishmen who didn't know what they were worshipping.

Misha walked behind Lexa, her head bowed, her shoulders shrugged, and she was always ready to defend against attacks.

"I'm stuck in it, and I can't help myself."

The wise and enthusiastic voice came, and this time it seemed very pure.

"Can we wake you up? Since you yourself are in a nightmare, what about relying on external forces to wake you up? ”

Lexa also felt that it seemed unlikely that Nalarex would have resolved the nightmare on his own, and that he should have done so a long time ago if he could.

Although it is a privilege for a druid to enter the Emerald Dream, it is also a very dangerous process, and if you are not careful, you can get lost in the Emerald Dream.

And a druid like Nalarex who has a strong desire to enter the Emerald Dream Realm to seek the help of power is even more dangerous, and his desire will even turn into a nightmare to pull himself in.

Once you are in the middle of it, if you don't have a strong will, you will quickly be corrupted, and it is not easy for Nalarex to hold out for so long.

"This ruin is very old, and I find it easy to resonate with the Emerald Dream through it, but it doesn't seem like a good thing now!"

There was a hint of remorse in Nalarex's voice, and in his opinion, relying on the ruins to connect with the Emerald Dream might not be a good decision.

Druids can enter the Emerald Dream by their own strength, and it is only up to their own methods and perceptions to determine the degree of difficulty and safety.

Of course, there are also mediums that can help connect with the Emerald Dream, and this relic seems to be one of them.

"The ruins themselves resonate with the shadow energy, which may be one of the reasons why I was dragged into a nightmare."

Nalarex has shocked Lexa with the news that it seems that the depths of the Wailing Cavern have long been used for other purposes!

"These fishmen have been dominated by this corrupting force, and they have now lost their chieftain, but seem to have taken the energy of the ruins as their new leader......"

The Night Elf Druids continued to provide clues, but the information behind them was more disturbing than the previous ones.

"Take the energy in the ruins as a leader?! How is this possible!? ”

Lexa couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart when he heard this appalling statement, he had never heard of a creature offering an energy as a leader.

"He's right, the powerful energy can indeed make some creatures crazy about it, and even religiously protect it."

Tooth finally came to his senses, and he struggled to his feet with the spikes on Hofer's front legs, still holding the elven dragon egg in his arms.

The round crystal glowed slightly blue, as if to indicate that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Yaya, can you stand up? You okay? ”

Lexa tilted his head and looked at the little troll who was struggling to rely on Hofer's support and walk towards him step by step.

At this time, the tooth in the eyes of the beastmaster is not a minor troll, but a qualified tribal warrior, a combat partner who is good at battlefield analysis and battle formation.

"I'm fine, Lexa! I just don't have much strength. ”

Tooth continued to rely on Hofer's help to move forward, but his mind was rapidly analyzing every word that Nalarex said.

"Nalarex, you're a Night Elf and a powerful druid, right?!"

Tooth asked tentatively as he walked, and although it had long been believed that the wise and enthusiastic voice was owned by a sleeping night elf druid, there was no evidence to support this idea.

"Of course! You can trust me completely! ”

The voice sounded again, and it answered Yaya's question directly, and it seemed very sincere.

"Druids don't hide the truth, you've probably heard that."

Before Yaya could answer, the voice chased after him, as if to explain and emphasize that he was absolutely trustworthy.

"Humph! I understand! ”

Tooth finally came to Lexa's side, and he still supported Hofer to support his body, otherwise he would probably collapse here.

"Lexa, are you ready?"

The little troll didn't continue to communicate with the voice, but said to Lexa with a smile.

"Don't worry! Always ready to ......"

The beastmaster lifted the giant axe in his hand, his legs were firmly planted on the ground, and the muscles of his whole body instantly tensed, as if he was about to fight a duel.

"You're not Nalarex at all. Or rather, it's not just Nalarex! ”

Tooth looked up and spoke into the flesh of Nalarex at the ruins, a clear look in his eyes.

"What are you talking about, little one?"

The voice from the air seemed a little urgent, as if what Yaya said made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"I mean, you're not really a Night Elf druid, Nalarex."

Fangya grabbed the spikes of Hofer's front legs and straightened his waist as he held the elven dragon egg in his arms tightly.

"What you say is true, it's just a confusing fact, trying to deceive us."

"It's true that the druids don't hide the truth, but you don't tell the whole truth."

"These fish-men do have the energy of the ruins as their new leader, and that energy is you, Nalarex's nightmare."

The air suddenly fell silent as a series of words from Yaya, and the voice did not respond for a long time, as if it had disappeared out of thin air......