"Kalimdor will be ruined if it goes on like this, we can't wait any longer."

As the land contaminated by evil energy continues to increase, someone among the Night Elves can't help but stand up.

Vandal Deerhelm, the Grand Druid of the Night Elves, is no less prestigious than Malfurion Fury. If there is one of the most promising contenders to take Malfurion's place, Van Dahl is the strongest contender.

The continent of Kalimdor is the home of the Night Elves, and if Agamagan and Manolos are allowed to fight, their homes will be destroyed. Before, Malfurion Fury's prestige was too strong, and others did not dare to disagree, but now that there is a leader, others are moved.

"What happened to our allies?"

Without responding positively to Vandal's words, Malfurion first asked about the situation of the allies, and after getting the answer he wanted, he looked at Vandal, who was also a great druid: "The sentry troops cooperate with the allies to block the demon's army first, you and I don't make a move for the time being." ”

Malfurion didn't dare to take it easy, because Manolos would definitely not be the only one in the Burning Legion, and he would do his best before the battle was clear, not a wise man.

Vandal had no objection, Malfurion's approach was correct, after all, most of the spreading evil energy was brought by those demonic minions of the Burning Legion, and as long as a defense line was established to block the demon army, the evil energy could be prevented from continuing to destroy the continent of Kalimdor.

Sending generals to lead the army to fight against the demon army to stop the spread of evil energy, and the top powerhouses of the clan will not take action for the time being, in order to deal with the other powerhouses of the Burning Legion that will inevitably appear, this is Malfurion's strategy. The Night Elf Grand Druid understood that it was not a large number of ordinary soldiers that would determine the final outcome of the war, but a duel between the top combat forces of the two sides.

"The tactics of the old man who have lived for tens of thousands of years are conservative."

The Night Elf's reaction received a conservative assessment in Ainan's eyes, and he disagreed with Malfurion's cautious style.

Prudence is a good thing, it can reduce mistakes and reduce the chance of encountering risks, but it can also miss the opportunity because of prudence.

The current form is that the Burning Legion is strong and Azeroth is weak, and there are countless events in the annals of an ancient civilization on the planet where Ainan lived before him illustrates a truth - how to do it if you want to defeat the strong with the weak and not take the risk.

If Ainan were Malfurion, he would have gathered all the high-end combat power he could gather as soon as he found out that the Burning Legion had landed in Kalimdor, and struck out with the thunderous momentum of Tarzan, cooperating with Aga Magan to inflict a thunderous blow and even kill Manolos before the Burning Legion could react.

Not to mention how strong Manolos the Saboteur is, how difficult it is to defeat or even kill him in a short period of time, Ainan knows the Night Elves' hole cards. In addition to the two strong men comparable to demigods, the Great Druid Malfurion and the Wind Whisperer Tyrande, there are also many strong people such as Deer Helmet and Shadow Song, plus their demigod allies Cenarius, the Ursol brothers, Avina and other foreign races, Manolos can't stand the group fight.

Of course, the most important thing is that they have the support of Elune, the god of the moon. Even though Elune wouldn't be involved in the war, her spouse, Malorn, the White Deer God, was not.

"In fact, as long as the Night Elves are open-minded and Malfurion dares to take risks, they are fully capable of inflicting heavy damage on Manolos before Akmund notices it, and even leave Manolos' life in Kalimdor."

"But they gave up."

Ainan shrugged at Egwen.

Since Malfurion has chosen conservative tactics, he must be prepared to pay the price.

Gesturing to Egwen, a black void appeared at Ainan's feet, and in the midst of the black mist, his figure had disappeared into Karazhan. To be exact, to disappear into the main space of the world of Azeroth.

In the underworld, this world of the dead opened up by Ainan, a voice reached the ears of every underworld creature, and the will belonging to the lord of the underworld came.

A hundred meters high waves were set off in the black sea of the underworld, and one by one Naga of the Stygian Sea rode the wind and waves, and they stood on the top of the waves and looked up at the sky.

In the sky above Naga, countless dark clouds converged. If you look closely, the so-called dark clouds are nothing more than flocks of ravens from the underworld. Summoned ravens are flying towards the location of their god, Ansu, the king of ravens.

On the earth, the moon clan with sheep's heads and human bodies are kneeling on the ground and bowing incessantly, the long-handled scythes on their backs glowing black, and the blades that harvest souls are eager for their prey.

In another part of the continent, the giants of the underworld who like to be alone rarely gathered together, and they waited quietly without saying a word.

From the time Ainan entered the underworld, it took no more than a quarter of an hour to assemble all the races in the underworld. This scene vividly shows Ainan's power as the lord of the underworld, as long as he wants, even if it is just a thought, the whole world will bow to it, and he will obey his orders.

Summoning Ansu to his side, Ainan has always relied on this ace fighter: "The Raven Clan's tasks are the most diligent, so I will leave the most important task to you." Keep an eye on the entire battlefield for me, whether it's a demon or anyone, as long as it's a fallen powerhouse, you must make sure to drag his soul into the underworld as soon as possible. ”

Azeroth is no longer the Azeroth it used to be, and Ainan, as the lord of the underworld, will no longer allow the death of Agamagan to occur, otherwise what is the meaning of the existence of the underworld?

It's hard to say anything about the legacy of the past, and after the establishment of the underworld, everyone must follow the rules.

Finally, it's no longer a petty fight, and the opponent is not the kind of weak chicken that is not even a demigod, Ansu shook his feathers excitedly: "Obey, my master." ”

"As for the harvesting of ordinary souls...... "Ainan's gaze turned to the Moon Clan, "over to you." ”

The Moon Clan, who use a long-handled scythe as a weapon, has a bit of a soul reaper's posture, but there is no existence comparable to Ansu among them, so they can only pick up soft persimmons and pinch them.

It's time to find a leader for the Moon Clan, even if he doesn't require him to be comparable to Ansu, he can't be too weak. Fortunately, there will be many strong people who will fall in this war, so when the time comes, just choose a suitable one to transform his soul.

Ainan's fingers kept writhing, outlining one magic pattern after another. Some of these patterns fall to the earth of the underworld, and the other part falls to the sea, and they shine together, linking the earth of the underworld with the sea.

It took half an hour for Ainan to stop, at this time the magic pattern was no more, no less, it happened to be the sum of the Underworld Giant and the Underworld Naga, only to hear him say to the two races that had not yet been assigned the task: "Stand on each demon pattern, remember it for me, once a soul who falls into the underworld dares to make trouble, you will give me a fierce suppression." ”

When there was an underworld creature standing on each pattern, the pattern coefficient disappeared, and in its place was a super-large circle that spread over every inch of the underworld.