Broke my promise, I'm really sorry, I've been caught in the past two days, I've gone out, I can't even get on the Internet, and I just came back at noon.

Huge figures, holding flaming blades, entrenched together, dense shadows covering the sky and the sun.

In the sky, on the ground, demons could be seen everywhere, and a pungent smell of sulfur rose into the sky.

In the midst of the sea of demons, Akmund sat high on his throne.

There was contempt in the cold green eyes, the gaze seemed to see through the whole world, the lips squirmed slightly, and a deep word came out of the mouth; "No matter how many bugs come, it's useless!"

"Manolos?" Akmund's gaze slowly moved away, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"Master!" The huge guy with a dragon-like body and a pair of abominable wings, without the slightest bit of tyranny that a monster should have, lay down beside Akmund with great deference, and said meekly.

"Go ahead, clean up all those eyesores,"

"Yes, my great master," the massive body slowly stood up, and a pair of eyes showed longing excitement.

Carrying heavy weapons in both hands, he roared in the sky, a deafening long roar, buzzing!!!!

Flooded with the endless sea of demons, the originally dense demon guards began to separate left and right, as if they had been cut by a sharp sword, quickly moving closer to the sides, exposing the central part,

Countless abyssal demons poured out from behind, quickly filling the vacant parts, and seeing his own elite troops appear, Manolos showed a desire to kill. The wings flickered behind his back. Fly high. The weapon pointed at the location of the World Tree, and a huge roar was heard, and the demon army pulled out and rushed towards the World Tree.

War, this moment has come.

Sitting on the throne, Akmund watched this qiē, watching the demon army open, and the murderous thirst in his eyes did not hide it at all.

A wave of excitement. Filled Akmund's heart, and it would not be long before this remote world would be destroyed, which made Akmund feel happy.

Look at it, even the great existence like you has not ruined the world, he is about to destroy the world in my hands, and the love in my heart is rolling, roaring, roaring.

The Burning Legion's huge demon army, every move. Much attention, countless scout spies. They were all staring at them closely, using all kinds of methods, stalkers, druids, technology, magic, all of qiē were able to monitor the movements of the demon army, and there was no way to give up.

As soon as the demon army moved, soon, in a short period of time, someone received the news.

The first to get the news is Tyrande, here is the hole card that belongs to the Night Elves, many places in this life have changed significantly, the conflict between the Night Elves and the Burning Legion, so far there has not been a conflict of too large-scale, for the invasion of the Burning Legion, the Night Elves take a concentrated guard, protect the World Tree, and other places are retreating step by step.

Taking advantage of the terrain, the Night Elves accurately controlled the movements of the Burning Legion, and the first to get the news was Tyrande, not Malfurion or Cenarius, the most fundamental reason for this is that although Cenarius is the most respected among the three, Malfurion is the most outstanding, but the control of the Night Elves is dominated by Tyrande.

For tens of thousands of years, Tyrande has established sentinels, has descendant troops, and adopted a theocratic approach, and all aspects have controlled the Night Elves, the only force that is not controlled, that is, the caretakers.

Tens of thousands of years of habits, the people below naturally want to take the lead in handing over important information to Tyrande, this is not something that Cenarius suddenly takes charge of, or Malfurion can change when he wakes up from his slumber.

Xiu's eyebrows furrowed tightly, Tyrande sat on the rattan-decorated chair, his face was a little ugly, and the jade hand holding the intelligence shook slightly.

The surrounding costumes are full of greenery, and the house is filled with a fragrance.

This day has finally come, since the Burning Legion has re-descended into the world of Azeroth after a long absence, Tyrande knows that sooner or later there will be such a day, there is no luck, even if this time the style of the Burning Legion does not start to destroy everywhere unscrupulously as before, but in Tyrande's eyes, this battle is inevitable.

Now, the demons of the Burning Legion have finally made a move.

With the sound of footsteps, a tall figure appeared in front of Tyrande.

Looking at Malfurion, Tyrande sighed, his frowning eyebrows soothed, the Burning Legion has been entrenched for a period of time, constantly gathering strength, bringing heavy pressure to Tyrande, every day what he imagines in his mind is the Burning Legion, what are they doing? What is the purpose? Are you coming for the World Tree?

And so on, these are all things that Tyrande considers every day, and now that the Burning Legion has made a move, after really coming towards the World Tree, Tyrande is much easier.

After all, he was always worried about when a sharp sword hanging above his head would fall, and that fear was far better than seeing the sword fall with his own eyes.

"It's finally here," Malfurion watched intently, taking the information from Tyrande.

"Gather everyone and start talking about the demon army that will arrive tomorrow afternoon," Malfurion said after a long time, after reading the information.

"Okay, I'll send someone to inform," Tyrande nodded, and went on; "Will the three lines of defense built this time be able to stop the Burning Legion?"

Tyrande's own confidence is also lacking, if outsiders are present, Tyrande will definitely think that the three lines of defense are enough to defend against the Burning Legion, but that is a rhetoric to deal with outsiders, and deep down, Tyrande also has strange ideas.

Hearing Tyrande's words, Malfurion's expression was firm, without any hesitation, and he said categorically; "Yes, this time we will definitely be able to defend ourselves against the invasion of the Burning Legion, defeat them and expel them from our world, as the ancients did,"

Hearing Malfurion's words, the worry on Tyrande's face went in, and he smiled, with a big smile on his face, and there was no worry at all.

This scene is like 10,000 years ago, 10,000 years ago, facing the invincible Burning Legion, he asked the same words worriedly, and his answer was so firm. (To be continued......)