There has always been a relationship between Surama and Warsala. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In fact, for Queen Aishra, the two places are not really much different, considering that they originally belonged to her empire, and now she has only regained the lost territory of the empire.

The former queen of the Elven Empire, and now the Queen of Nightmares, Aishara has finally ascended to the supreme seat of the Elven Empire once again.

And even more.

Countless creatures devoured by nightmares have gathered in Valsala with Queen Ayshara's mighty footsteps, from the Burnpi Glades to Sastara, from the Cenarius Glades to the Moontalon Valley, and from Andutara to Sharaniel. Today's Valsara is full of corruptors devoured by nightmares.

Nightmare Tree, Nightmare Sartre, Nightmare Dragon, Nightmare Dryad, and now Valsara is covered with black-and-red vegetation, so it can be said that everything has fallen into a nightmare.

As long as she is a conscious existence, she has become a soldier of Queen Aishara, and it can be said that she has now jumped from the elven queen of the dead country to a terrifying existence that can be compared to Garrosh.

And all this, Monsoon did not know, he was still on his way to Varsara.

Sarah Dashir, once the World Tree, is now the heart of the Emerald Nightmare - Nightmare City.

Walking in an eerie low room, the Nightmare Queen Azhara silently follows her Speaker, Savis, to the heart of the Nightmare. Not long ago, Savis promised her that she could have the rights and more power she wanted.

"The druids of Cenarius will be your servants after being corrupted by nightmares." Savis stole a glance at Azara, who now had red hair, and then said respectfully, "Please go this way, Your Majesty." What you will see is your most powerful minions! ”

Savis takes Azhara to a huge prison where two prisoners are kept.

As you can tell from the hand-woven clothes on their bodies, they are just two ordinary elves. The man took the woman in his arms and shook it slowly; The female elf, on the other hand, was pale and drenched in sweat. Both of them were still alive, but the woman was clearly sick.

Azhara glanced at Savis with interest, quietly waiting for his next move.

The elf's green eyes were full of despair, and she couldn't help but light up when she saw Azhara. "Have mercy on me, sir! My body was dying, and I saw what was going to happen next. Please, let me rest in peace. ”

Obviously, she can face death, but she is afraid that her soul will not be at peace.

Hearing this, Azhara turned her face away in disgust, she didn't intend to ruin it all.

But apparently, the female elf did not give up, she struggled to climb out of the male elf's arms, clinging to the prison fence: "Let us go, even if you refuse to help me, at least please save my husband!" With that, the sickly-looking female elf was already crying in despair.

"Don't make a fuss, Isendre."

The male elf, however, still retains the pride of the elves, and does not grovel to the executioners for mercy, but once again puts his arms around his wife from behind and whispers, "I will not leave you!" ”

"Saves, do you just want me to watch a good show of life and death?" Azhara turned around and whispered to Savis in a cold tone.

"Your Majesty, the show begins!"

Savis said, flicking a crimson vine out of his hand. In the next second, the female elf's body fell heavily on the floor.

Aishara looked at all of this with a blank face, not saying a word. After a while, the elf began to bow heavily from the stone floor. This change of events made Aishara intrigued.

The skin on the female elf's body began to turn a slight grayish-green color when she got back up. She staggered to her feet, turned her head, and saw her husband.

Her whole body began to tremble, and then her eyes turned red, and the veins under her white skin gradually turned dark, and her eyes were full of confusion and madness, she no longer looked like a normal person.

Seeing that his wife was abnormal, her husband hesitated and asked, "Honey, are you okay?" ”

A bitter smile flashed across the elf's face, and as her husband hesitantly took a step forward, she roared, "Get away from me!" ”

Ignoring her protests, the man continued to walk towards her, and she pushed him away violently, with such force that he flew straight into the fence, slowly slid down, and fainted to the ground.

"Don't! Don't come here, please! ”

She was almost yelling at her throat now, and she slowly leaned back with her arms folded until her back was against the wall opposite the prison, and she whimpered, and something was starting to go wrong.

And at this moment, her eyes became the pupils of a lizard, and her skin became dragon scales, her skin began to turn purple-black, her body began to lengthen, gradually becoming several stories high, and she turned out to be a full-grown dragon.

"Esendre, what's wrong with you?"

In fact, both the male and female elves are dragonborn, and they are both descendants of Ysera, the green dragon and the green king, and they guarded the Emerald Dream until a few days ago, when the two were captured by Savis.

Originally, the two were going to escape while Savis was leaving, but unfortunately, before they could plan their actions, Savis and Aishara came here.

"Roar!"

The dragon, known as Esendra, seemed to have lost its mind completely, and it looked at the male elf and roared.

What was even more unexpected was that the next moment, the dragon actually opened its mouth and bit at the male elf, the male elf didn't expect all this at all, he was bitten squarely, he screamed, and blood splashed onto the stone slab.

Tearing, shredding, munching.

A hellish horror is ensued, and the dragon's feeding is soon over.

This is the fifth boss of the Emerald Nightmare, the Dragon of Nightmares, if Monsoon is here, he will definitely be able to guess the identity of this female elf.

"What a might, Nightmare Dragon!"

Aishara stared blankly at the tragedy that had unfolded in front of her, but she was already sure of it.

"Well done!" Suppressing the excitement in her heart, Aishara muttered.

At this moment, there was a subtle hint of joy in her cold eyes, which had not fluctuated, and now that she had a dragon servant, this would only be the beginning.

"Gather men, bring our army, and tomorrow we will march into another world!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

At this moment, the dragon known as Esendray is about to reappear as the Nightmare Dragon.

Times have changed.