The moment Nodashir's energy aura erupted, Malfurion's face turned white, the existence of this world tree is the root of the Night Elf race, with it, the future of the Night Elves is limitless, in order to maintain a high position, if you lose it, the Night Elves will fall to the mortal dust and become an ordinary member of the higher intelligent race of Azeroth.

At the beginning, Sargeras ordered the demons of the Burning Legion to invade Azeroth in order for the Well of Eternity to break into Azeroth, but now Nordasir is not the Well of Eternity, but it has absorbed the energy of the well water of the Well of Eternity for tens of thousands of years soaked in the soil for tens of thousands of years, and the energy filled inside it is no less attractive to Akmund than the original Well of Eternity was to Sargeras.

Once Akmund was aware of Nodashir's existence, the other party would pounce on him and bite him like a hungry dog that had found flesh and bones.

It turned out that Malfurion's hunch was not wrong—the great druid would rather be wrong himself, and Akmund would have killed him in the direction of Hyjal.

"Block him."

Malfurion wanted to say this, but the words came to his lips but he didn't say them.

Even such powerful demigods as Avina and the Utor brothers were easily killed by Akmund, what did he use to stop Akmund. The Night Elves do still have demigod-level combat power, not to mention that they are all in various places at the moment to resist the attack of the Burning Legion, even if they can get out, it is not enough to kill Akmund.

Don't look at the flames of war burning everywhere in the continent of Kalimdor, there are countless intelligent races involved in the war, Akmund alone can decide the direction of the war, this is what the top powerhouses are afraid of.

Even though Malfurion was resourceful, he couldn't come up with an effective solution in his eagerness, so he could only give the order first: "Akmund can't stop it, and the other demons must stop it." ”

Can't stop Akmund or anyone else?

If you Akmund are coming, let you in, let you go deep alone, and then find a way to solve you.

Malfurion thought so, but someone wasn't happy.

If Akmund hadn't suddenly killed Cenarius, he would have vomited blood?

As the old saying goes: if you hit the small, you provoke the old.

Two deer hooves tore through the space in the vault and stomped heavily on Akmund's head. Compared to them, Akmund, the size of a mountain, is as small as a ping-pong ball in the hands of an adult, and if it is really trampled on, it will definitely burst out of the brain and be crushed into a meat patty.

Good Akmund, I saw that he raised his hands high, and he firmly held the deer's hooves that he stepped on, so as not to let it fall in the slightest.

A pair of beautiful antlers poked out of the void, and the eyes of the white deer god Malorn were full of disbelief.

Just Akmund, who hasn't stepped through the gate of the gods, can block his own blow?

That's impossible!

When pigs fly!

Malorn couldn't accept it, he was a god, a god who looked down on all living beings from above, an existence of a life level higher than Akmund, shouldn't he crush Akmund to death easily?

Trampled under the feet of an animal god, proud as Akmund burned with rage.

He was just an animal god with no god body and no divinity, and Akmund, a so-called god like Malorn, had killed many times in his long career of conquest. Someone like Malone, who was stunned in battle, was a mere gift to Akmund.

A rookie on the battlefield still wants to fight me, I think you are looking for death.

While Malonene was stunned, Akmund's body rose like a balloon until it was about the same size as Malone. At the same time, flames burned on Akmund's body.

These flames are not simple goods, they are evil flames that are full of evil energy, can corrupt everything.

The front hooves were scorched by the flames of evil energy, and Malloy screamed in pain to pull them back, how could Akmund do what he wanted?

I saw Akmund with a hideous smile on his face, grabbed Malone's hooves with one hand, and twisted violently while the opponent's strength was reduced by the flames.

Click!

Click!

Two crunching sounds of bones shattering followed.

The pain was so severe that Malonen couldn't think, it was the first time in his life that he had been hit so hard that he craned his neck and grew his mouth to exhale pain.

At this point, Akmund's hand grabbed Mallorn's neck.

The polluter pinched with all his might.

Malone's eyes were almost bulging, and his neck was twisted at an exaggerated angle, and the dignified white deer god Malone's neck was so easily broken by Akmund.

"No!"

Cenarius cried out in grief, and fainted without taking a breath.

Fearing that he might be lost, the Jungle Dryads surrounded him, and the Dryads, who had lost their fighting spirit under the ferocity of Akmund, dragged their king to flee for his life.

Even the White Deer God Malone was killed by Akmund!

The Night Elves couldn't believe what they saw, but the reality was so cruel, Akmund was far more powerful than they could have imagined, and the strong people they relied on were not as powerful as they thought. Compared to Manolos, Akmund showed the true dominance of the Burning Legion's triumvirate.

The Night Elves couldn't accept it, and Egwen was also shocked: "This is the spouse that Elune chose, she also gave birth to Cenarius for Mallorne, this white deer god is too weak." ”

Malone's weak chicken performance is simply lowering Elune's level as a moon god, and being a husband and wife with such a weak person can't help but make people doubt Elune's true level.

No, many Night Elves have wavered in their faith that they have maintained for 10,000 years.

Although Elune did not become a god by faith, the power of faith was also quite useful to her, and the shaking of faith among mortals meant that the power of faith decreased.

Elune's interests were compromised.

The way Ainan looked at Akmund was no different from looking at a dead man, and the strength of the moon god Elune was not clear to others, but Ainan knew it very well. Even a head-on encounter with Elune would have been able to kill Akmund, not to mention the fact that he now has the power to dominate the home field and hide in the shadows.

"The rafters that come out rot first, and the arrogant guys don't live long. Akmund lived so long and couldn't even understand such a simple truth, he was really blind. ”

Ainan saw that the harmless elves were becoming irritable in the moonlight, and they were becoming angry when they had been peaceful. It's a pity that no one noticed this except him, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the murderous Akmund. With desperate eyes, they watched as Akmund stepped onto the peak of Hajgar and approached Nodashir step by step.

"Great Moon God Elune, have you given up on your people?"

There was the desperate cry of the Night Elves.

At this time of great crisis, the figure of Tyrande the Windwhisperer, the High Priest of the Moon Temple, was missing from the Peak of Hyjal.

In the gloomy dungeons, the holy High Priest of the Moon God was surrounded by the corpses of his kind—the watchmen in charge of the dungeon had died at the hands of their revered High Priest.

"The Burning Legion is here again, and I need your help."

Deep in the dungeon, a voice came: "Tyrande? It was really your voice, and after 10,000 long years in the dark, your voice still shined into my heart like the bright moonlight. ”