In the Ancients, the elves of Azhara died a great death, and they tried to open the door to welcome Sargeras to the world of Azeroth. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Well, no matter how you look at it, those elves are a sign of brain problems. Sargeras is a dark titan, and he only destroys everything he sees.

Some Night Elves have awakened and begun to rebel against the fallen High Elves, and Tyrande is one of them. The Priestess of the Moon God, who had fought in that earth-shattering battle 10,000 years ago, knew the horror of these burning demons.

Mount Hyjal, in the position guarded by the Night Elves, Tyrande also felt the surging magic.

The sky burned like fire, and it rained down constantly.

"That's the rain of chaos! Akmund struck. ”

The priestess was very worried, and she called the general of the sentry unit.

"Shantis, you're at your command. Those outsiders need support. ”

"No, that's dangerous. Priest, let me lead the way. ”

"Don't worry, Santis. The moon god will protect me. ”

The Sentinel General's concern for herself warmed Tyrande's heart, and she sat high on the White Tiger mount, leaning over and gently patting Santis. "Don't forget, I'm also a powerful sentinel. Santis, I'll be careful. ”

The Night Elves' Sentinel Force was not formed by Tyrande.

There is a saying, Tyrande. If the tone is not spoken, it will affect the morale of the whole team.

Dangerous? On the battlefield, where is there no danger?

If this campaign fails, and if Akmund is not stopped, then Azeroth will only be destroyed.

Tyrande gathered a team, and she was about to set out to rescue Gianna and Kazik's position, and the Terran mage girl had already arrived at the camp that the elves were defending. Teleportation, a very convenient and practical skill.

"Gianna, why are you here. Is the war tight? ”

"It's a bad situation, priestess, there are too many demons. We have only repelled the first attack of the undead, and the second wave of enemies has already been killed. Gianna was anxious, the troops who were following her were fighting the demons. I thought I would lead them to avoid a brutal war, but I didn't expect that it would not be avoided. "We need support."

"Okay. Will your teleporter be able to bring some warriors with you? "Tyrande has sent his Horned Eagle Knights to take the lead, and the air force is always fast. But the ground troops won't be able to arrive in time.

"Okay."

The Terran warriors are in a bitter battle, and the Night Elves' Horned Eagle Knights have finally reached the battlefield.

"Reinforcements!"

"Reinforcements are coming."

With the addition of new forces, Kazik also felt that the pressure on his body was greatly reduced.

"Alright, reinforcements are coming. All hold their ground. ”

"Yes!"

Not only the Horned Eagle Knights, but Kazik also saw those storm ravens. This large flock of crows, they are like Medivan, after landing on the ground, the crow's body expands and becomes a dark elf druid, a bird of prey druid.

The soldiers on the front line were fighting desperately, and the undead and demons were desperately attacking their defenses, and many of the soldiers were already wounded, and the priest couldn't care about them at all. At this moment, a slight drizzle fell from the sky, and in this rain there was an abundance of life energy, constantly nourishing all the warriors, and their wounds were rapidly healing. Rain of tranquility.

'Okay. The enemy had finished raining down, and now their own people were beginning to be quiet. Kazik slashed a Cerberus with two axes, and Chief Sandfury took a moment to look at the Night Elf who was channeling the Rain of Tranquility.

Surprisingly, not Malfurion. Raging winds.

That's right, Malfurion should still be with Medivan, and they're going to set a trap that will surprise Akmund. So, who is this guy? ’

Kazik could feel the power of this night elf druid who was casting spells, and he felt intuitively that he would not be much weaker than Malfurion.

"Thank you for your rescue, Lord Druid." After taking out another Doomsday guard who had burst into his side, Kazik expressed his gratitude to the elven druid. Many of the Sand Fury Trolls and Harpy Banshees were also rescued by him.

"Do you know your name, honorable druid?"

As the saying goes, reach out and don't hit the smiling person. But the Night Elf had no such scruples, and the druid turned his head and left, looking for a rival to fight, always ignoring the Troll Chieftain.

Trolls really don't have human rights!

'Fork! Kazik was still in a state of rage, and he felt a rush of anger in his heart, and he wanted to cut down the elf who ignored him.

"Don't take it personally, Kazik." The magic fluctuates, it is Gianna's group teleportation, and she teleports a small group of Night Elf warriors, Tyrande. The style of speech is also there.

"That's Vandal. Deer Helmet, I'm sorry, he hasn't recovered from the loss of his son. Deerhelm is Malfurion's most proud student, and his nature is good. ”

"Thank you for coming, priestess."

Kazik looked at Vandal silently. The figure of the deer helmet, the traverser knows this guy.

'Vandal? Deer helmets? The pain of losing a child? Thousands of years have passed since you've done this, right? Night elves, it's really a long time for his meow, no matter what......

Vandal is a celebrity in Azeroth, a great druid. The Deer Helm is also proficient in planting trees, which alone makes Chief Sandfury very worshipped. If the Shafur tribe also has such a master of planting trees......

With the support of these powerful Night Elf sentinels and druids, and the addition of the legendary heroine Tyrande, the situation on the battlefield gradually favors the Kazik and their side.

The undead are just cannon fodder, and the demons are not afraid of life and death, and they are fanatically attacking the coalition front.

"The undead really don't feel tired, those demons, don't they know how to slow down?"

"There are too many enemies."

The huge army of undead and demons was surging, and the battle lasted for so long, it seemed that the enemies had not decreased, and it seemed that there were still increases. This is a very big blow to the morale of the entire army.

"There are too many demons, it's time to clean them up." Tyrande was speaking to the point, as she put away the longbow in her hand, and muttered the ancient elven prayer in her mouth.

"The moon god protects us, sisters, and she will punish the evil!"

Then there was a scene that Kazik will never forget, when the sky suddenly lit up, and the bright moonlight continued to shine from the sky, like stars falling. Dense moonlight shone down on the heads of the undead and demons, scorching these filthy monsters. The stars are falling! It's Tyrande's meteor shower!

Rain of chaos, rain of tranquility, well, now this is a meteor shower.

It's a good time for rain. The traverser looked at this spectacular scene in front of him, and couldn't stop sighing, and many soldiers were also shocked by the bright moonlight, like a miracle.

The undead and demons fell in pieces, and Tyrande's strength needed no words.

"Hah, the demons are down!"

"Kill, slaughter them!"

"Kill all the demons, as well as the undead, and don't let a monster go."

Being pressed and beaten by a large number of enemies all the time, this caused a lot of casualties to the soldiers of all races, and also made their hearts always on fire.

"Charge!"

"Revenge, avenge the dead brethren!"

Without the encouragement of the leader, these warriors were already full of murderous intent, and now only the desire to kill and the anger of revenge filled their minds.

The bright moonlight was gone, and Tyrande looked a little sluggish.

"High Priest Tyrande, your strength is truly breathtaking." The traverser was heartily amazed. Perhaps, his strength will not be much weaker than that of the Priestess of the Moon God, but the immense damage caused by the fall of the stars to the army of undead and demons will require Kazik to cut down for a whole day. Fighting alone, Chief Sandfury may be strong, but he lacks that kind of wide-area damage ability, and Blade Storm will only affect enemies in a small area.

'Sal Xianke was a gladiator, a warrior who came. Didn't he also convert to shamanism? The traverser was very envious of those masters, "Perhaps, I should also change to another profession?" ’

"It's nothing, Kazik." Chief Sand Fury could hear the exhaustion in the words of the Tyrande priestess, and the fall of the stars had taken a lot of effort on her part.

"Ten thousand years ago, we were able to defeat the Burning Legion. My sisters, my brothers, and you, thank you, outsiders, for being able to fight alongside us. The Burning Legion can also be defeated, as long as we are united. ”

"Hah! Win! ”

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

Terrans, dwarves, sand furies, elves, and harpys, they were all inspired and motivated by Tyrande.

The traverser also felt the blood surge. Tyrande was indeed a great leader, and she gave the warriors hope of victory.

'Night Elves? Defeat the Burning Legion? Kazik reserved his opinion on this.

The War of the Ancients only interrupted the opening of the portal and prevented the arrival of the Dark Titan, but only thwarted the actions of the Burning Legion.

It's like if the master drives the robber out of his house, which is not a victory. Worst of all, the family is already a mess. Kalimdor, the land of eternal starlight, it was torn into countless pieces.

The traverser also maintained his composure and caution, and he restrained his troops. Fortunately, Zerelis and Adanna, the few of their little leaders, although they are also wounded, are still alive. Congratulations. Kazik knew and took out Reki. The winter cold also thwarted Annetheron's troops, and it was time for them to withdraw.

"Gianna, get your people back." Kazik stopped the Terran mage girl, "Those human and dwarven warriors, they're rushing too far ahead. ”

The Dreadlord was able to get out of Vandal. The deer's hand escaped, which was a surprise.

"Anatheron," Akmund's roar sent all the undead and demons prostrate to the ground. The Dreadlord escaped, but was also torn off half of his wings by the Grand Druid. In the face of the wrath of the Demon King of Ereda, this Nasrezm could only tremble.

"You're a disappointment, Annatheron. You Nasrezm always like to play tricks and tricks, and it's no wonder Kil'Gardan likes you as a group. However, you are so weak that you are defeated by a group of mortals. You've let me down so much. ”

Akmund kicked the kneeling Dreadlord with a hoof, his arms reaching out to the sky, the Polluter's powerful magic surging out.

The sky burned, and the rain of chaos fell again.