The Demon Legion and the Elven Army, which were heavily damaged by Deathwing's Demon Soul, both entered the rest. The Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info the demon army deployed a simple line of defense, and the elves also arranged a large group of soldiers on the opposite side. I won't attack it, and you won't attack it.

There were no major battles, but there was a lot of fighting between the demon scouts and the elven scouts.

Garrod and Brooks are also part of the scout team.

Night fell, but the team didn't slow down. The darkness has no negative effect on the team members, but rather benefits their reconnaissance operations.

A thick layer of green mist enveloped everything around them, and it was wet and emitted a foul smell, as if wherever the Burning Legion went, fog would rise. And there is danger hidden in this thick fog, as it allows demons to sneak up only a few yards away without being detected.

The twelve members of the squad were slowly navigating a barren landscape. The trees around them were withered and blackened, casting ghostly shadows in the fog. They squinted hard, but they couldn't see through the fog.

They may still be lucky. This is a densely populated area, and the reconnaissance team passes through a former village. From time to time, the remains of some treehouses can be seen piled up diagonally, and the entire structure seems to have been uprooted and then chopped to pieces. The members of the team are well aware that the people who live here have probably suffered the same fate.

"It's savage......" Garrod muttered.

Brooks whispered something as well. The brutal slaughter forced the Night Elves to quickly learn to be numb, but they still couldn't face life and death as calmly as this orc.

Growing up, Blox witnessed countless bloody scenes, starting with the war with the Human Alliance, through the brutal expedition, and finally in the bloody struggle to banish the Burning Legion and the undead scourge it brings. Yes, he mourns for the dead, but no matter what terrible scenes he sees, he is already surprised. At the end of the day, death is death.

They came to a small city, and the tall buildings of the walls and houses had collapsed. A deathly silence surrounded them, and in such a secluded place, even the sound of breathing became noise.

"I smell a ...... Well, a special taste! ”

Blox's exaggerated nostrils twitched, and the orcs had a talent for smell comparable to that of beasts.

"I have no doubt about it!!" Garrod was serious, but the smile on his face couldn't be hidden, "Just look at it, we can also imagine what they taste." ”

Garrod pointed to the decomposing demon corpses on the ground, covered with the liquid that had been flowing in their veins, and looked disgusting.

The other members of the reconnaissance team chuckled as well, presumably only a brutal warrior like Brooks could face such a scene calmly.

After fighting together against the demon army, the elven soldiers had a heartfelt admiration for the savage-looking and powerful green-skinned man who claimed to be an orc, and they knew that it was just the commander playing a joke on the valiant warrior.

Blox glanced at Garrod: "I'm serious! I felt a breath of death—"

He raised his axe to stop Garrod's words, his face serious, "I'm not talking about the corpses of these demons. Don't you think it's strange......? ”

"What?" A soldier asked curiously.

Garrod put away his smile as well, staring at Blox until he made sure he wasn't joking. The captain of the elven guard looked up at the fog-filled town, the uncollapsed buildings looming in the ruins, their mouths wide open like giant monsters, waiting for their prey to break into their mouths.

Wait a minute......!

Garrod was startled.

"Corpses!"

The soldiers looked at their commander in unison, their faces full of bewilderment.

"The corpses of our compatriots!!" There was a hint of panic and confusion in Garrod's voice, "We have been walking all this way, and we have not found the corpse of even a giant compatriot!" ”

It dawned on the soldiers.

Indeed, from time to time, several decomposing demon corpses appeared on the ground. But they had never seen the corpses of the elves, and no one would have thought that the demons would be kind enough to bury the corpses of the elves.

A chill welled up from the soles of the soldiers' feet as they remembered the cruel and eerie face of the demon and the ...... of the evil spells.

None of the elves' corpses were gone, and they didn't hesitate at all—the demons must have done it. As for what the demons will do with those corpses...... They dare not imagine, but they are sure that it must not be a good thing.

The soldiers looked in unison at their commander.

"We will find them and let their bodies and souls rest in peace!"

Garrod said firmly, "In groups of three, we'll split up. Pay attention to maintain contact between the teams, and once the situation is discovered, the alarm will be raised immediately, and we will rush to support as soon as possible. ”

"Wait!"

Blox stopped the soldier who was about to drive the Nightblade Panther away.

"If I were you, I wouldn't have spread my forces." The old orc stared at Garrod very seriously, "Trust me, Night Elves - you have no idea what you're up against?" If you insist on breaking up your party, they might all stay here. ”

"What is it?" Garrod asked. He believed that Brooks would not be untargeted.

Brooks was silent for a moment, then looked up.

"Enemies you can't think of, and you definitely don't want to face!"

Garrod just stared at Brooks, and then Brooks didn't want to say more. Although Garrod and the elven soldiers admired his bravery, he could not guarantee that he would be able to convince the elves of such an incredible thing as 'coming back from the dead'.

When it came time to confront the monsters who had returned from the realm of the dead, Brooks believed that they would understand.

"Keep the formation, don't stay too far away, the fog here is too big." Garrod re-ordered, and the soldiers moved swiftly to arrive.

"I believe in you, Brooks. I don't know why, but I don't think there's anything to be afraid of for my friends. Damn, let you say that, how can I have a bad feeling in my heart! ”

Garrod drove his mount past Brooks and grumbled in a low voice.

Blobuss held the reins of the Nightblade Panther in one hand and the Oak Axe in the other, and he didn't intend to put it on his back, the battle could break out at any moment.

After Avina agreed to join the battle at the right time, Karl left Garnir with Onexia and the little black dragon princess. Already aware of the true form of the birds that live on the Mother of Ten Thousand Trees, whether it is Onexia or the young Black Dragon Princess, they are all uncomfortable with the return of the soul of this flying creature.

It's as if human beings yearn for heaven but definitely don't want to enter that place too early.

When assigning tasks, Karl can be regarded as using power for personal gain. He hated being a messenger, so this time, in addition to Avina, who had to go out to meet him, he assigned an invitation to the demigods to Malfurion, who made the druid's teacher one of them, not to mention that the king of the forest is the deer god - Malorn, the demigod who is said to have an unclear relationship with Ysera and the moon god.

Ronin, the red-haired mage of Dalaran, was arranged by Karl to go to Uldaman to convince the dwarves to join, as well as the Ursa tribe near Mount Hyjal and the Minotaur tribe in the south. Karl was confident that this lucky mage would be as good as the one in history.

Well?

An eerie fog in the distance caught Carl's attention, and he focused his strength on his eyes. Under the super vision, every grass and tree in the dense fog, not a single movement is hidden under Carl's gaze.

"It looks like our friend is in trouble." (To be continued.) )