291. Double-sided battlefield

"Aren't the reinforcements ready yet?" At a regular meeting, Sarufar finally couldn't help but ask, in fact, if he really couldn't hold on, he definitely wouldn't ask, because the reinforcements were all pointing at others, and the orcs couldn't send any more. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

During this time, it was obvious that the physical strength and spirit of the warriors were getting worse and worse, and most of the elite guards of Kukaron in Sarufar were warriors, and poor spirit led to a great increase in sacrifices.

If it weren't for the druids who used Serenity to relieve everyone's fatigue, this place would have been breached a long time ago, but releasing Serenity requires a lot of mana, and without reinforcements, it is not a way after all.

"If you want all the reinforcements to come over, you need a lot of teleportation runes, and most of the teleportation runes in my country have been bought for you, so you can't make up so many in a short time." Sister Xi said: "But you can teleport a vanguard first, so as to alleviate the sleepiness at this time." ā€

Everyone nodded, then fell silent.

"It's strange, it stands to reason that our trolls' recovery ability shouldn't be like this......" At this time, Woking, who was sitting on the side, said his question, yes, how could a troll, a fierce creature that can be reborn with broken limbs, be defeated by a mere fatigue, he was puzzled.

"It feels very strange to say that too." Shilomar also spoke: "Obviously, we Night Elves are also in the war, but it seems that we are the only ones who are not overworked, and I swear we are not not contributing. "The Night Elves have been blessed by Ysera and are very knowledgeable about dreams, and although they have lost this ability now, they will still be suspicious if they suddenly have nightmares.

So that culprit didn't pollute the Night Elves.

That's right, at this point, everyone must have guessed who the culprit is, Azeroth can trigger the power of nightmares, in addition to the ancient gods and Zhang Li, there is only Harves - the king of nightmares.

"The Night Elves' efforts are obvious to all, so naturally we won't suspect anything, but when you say this, it seems that there is indeed a problem." Sarufar spoke for her, in fact, he had always felt strange, the fierce Kukaron Guards never showed weakness, no matter how tired they were, they could hold on until they were exhausted, but this time there were many people with tired faces, which was really strange.

"If you think there's a problem, there's going to be a problem." Woking concluded: "Maybe we should start with the patient. ā€

So they cordially comforted many of the severely tired, but because nightmares were nothing new, and it was really hard to talk about nightmares when they were so adults, they didn't get any useful news.

"That's not right! There must be something strange about it! Woking yelled at the troll, "You have been treated as slaves since you were a child, and your body should have adapted to the exertion so that you can fall twice, there must be something in common." "That's right, in front of him is the first troll to fall twice, the savage race of trolls except for the current Dark Spear and Sand Fury tribes are all slave tribes, and they don't treat their clansmen as human beings at all, that kind of strength, if it weren't for the troll's ability to recover, other races really can't hold on.

"This ......" the former slave, now Shadowhunter, fell silent, and he began to ponder what he had overlooked.

Indeed, for him, the intensity of the current battle is not great, the day before he was tired for the first time, he didn't feel much tired, and went straight to find a place to sleep, and then maybe the desert night was too cold, coupled with the yin wind howling, he had a nightmare, and the next day his body seemed to be hollowed out, but with the druid's tranquility and his own ability to recover, he quickly regained his spirits, and then had another nightmare, and then collapsed again......

"Speaking of which, the common denominator seems to be ......" The troll was very difficult to say.

"It seems to be ......?"

"It's like a dream......

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

Then they questioned others as well, and finally determined that everyone who had fallen from exhaustion had had nightmares the night before, which immediately aroused the druid's alarm.

"I think we've found the culprit......"

………………

Reinforcements soon arrived, and a group of adventurers from the Zhang Li Kingdom enthusiastically signed up, a team of Night Elf druids, a small frustration of troll flame sacrifices, and a magical mecha unit from the Outlands.

It is worth mentioning that those troll sacrifices are Sandfury Trolls, the Roukma family.

"Great! This force is enough to deal with Anubisas! (Anubisas is a giant dog-headed construct in Angela, made by the Twin Emperors, and a single Anubisas can wipe out an entire squad of Night Elves.) Shilomar looked at the magic mech in surprise.

"These were captured by him from the Burning Legion." Sister Xi gave Zhang Li a wave of prestige by the way.

Indeed, compared to the obsidian Anubiss, the magic mecha is a little larger, and the materials produced by the Burning Legion are much better than those of Anubisas.

Shiloma forgot about the problem in front of her at this point, and began to observe these big guys excitedly.

"I have brought news from Lord Malfurion, that the resurrection rites of the gods of the wilderness have been initiated, except for Avina, but it will take at least two months." At this time, the druids came and explained the current situation to the representatives of various countries, and since the old gods were about to make a big move, it was natural that Ichi, as the god of the wilderness who guarded the world, would have to re-embark on the resurrection platform.

"I also have new news." At this time, a shaman came out of the group of trolls, and he was the only shaman in the entire sacrificial procession: "Not long ago, Grand Chief Thrall foiled Azhara's plot at the Throne of the Tides, and in that battle saw her and a super faceless demigod, Chief Thrall asked me to warn you that this crisis may be unprecedented. ā€

Everyone was shocked, and they couldn't imagine that in other places, the forces of the ancient gods had already made big moves, and it seemed that the ancient gods were menacing this time.

At this time, Alekastassa was driving Olakiel back, and when he heard this, his face immediately became heavy.

The appearance of Orakiel has aroused her vigilance, otherwise she would not have let people inform the god of the wilderness about this, you must know that the boundary between death and life is broken, and the consequences will be borne by the world consciousness, which is the mother of Cenarius, although for the creatures above the true demigod, this kind of consequence is not too serious, but everyone has the psychology of cleanliness and self-improvement, who wants to let themselves be infected with filth?

She was glad that Cenarius had taken the matter to heart, and the resurrection ceremony was held in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

And then immediately after, sure enough, bad news struck one after another.

"You say that the murderers of the Four Green Dragons of the Corrupted Nightmare have also begun to act?" Alexstasa said angrily.

The Nightmare Four Green Dragons nearly killed her sister Ysera, and it is important to know that the guardian dragon is dead but cannot be resurrected, and although the power passed down by the Titans can be inherited by other dragons, it is like the canonical Karegos, the inheritance is not complete, and it is difficult to use it freely.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Alexstas was secretly frightened.

"Oops!" And then, something suddenly occurred to her.

There is no doubt that the Nightmare King and his men are not in the real world, but pollute everyone in the Emerald Dream, which is the opposite of the material world, equivalent to the mirror of the world, that is, where the real world exists, the Emerald Nightmare also exists, which is why everyone has nightmares when they can't see the Nightmare King and his men.

What really frightened Alexstasa was that at this time, there were only two demigods, Ysera and the pig god who locked himself up, and the other gods of the wilderness had begun to resurrect.

This means that Ysera is desperate to face Harvey alone.

The weakened Ysera is overwhelmed by the Nightmare F4, and she is afraid of an accident when she faces the main owner who has corrupted F4.

"I'm going to go back to the Dragon Sleep Temple immediately!" Alexstrasza shouted.

"Hopefully things don't ...... the way I thought they would"

And the truth is just as she thought.

In the Green Dragon Holy Land, when Alexstasa had not returned, a green dragon suddenly descended out of thin air and hurriedly rushed towards the Dragon Sleeping Temple, he was covered in injuries and one eye was blown out.

"Quick! It's too late! It's too late......"

In the Emerald Dream, Ysera's Sanctuary is being attacked by hordes of deformed monsters, and the Green Dragons are desperately resisting, but these resistances are too weak in front of the Nightmare King.

"Ysera, there's no one to help you this time." Dressed in red and black, Harvey is definitely the most handsome Sartre in history, but in dreams, he prefers to be a fat man.

Ysera looked at Harvey angrily, she felt that death was near, she wanted to escape from the dream, but it was not easy, Harvey would disrupt her spell casting, she tried hard, and finally only released a small dragon to ask for help.

She struggled to her feet, losing a hand and a foot, and she didn't want to be tied up with her wings torn.

However, this gesture only elicited a sneer from Harvis.

"I will destroy your will......"

………………

"Your Majesty! How did you come back so quickly? "When Alexstrasza returned to the Temple of Dragon's Sleep with the help of teleportation magic, someone immediately greeted him.

"What? What happened? "From what the dragon said, it seemed that they had sent a messenger to inform her of something, but she had missed it.

"Something has happened to Her Majesty Ysera!"

Shocked by the bad news, Alexstasa hurried to the resurrection place of the god of the wilderness, she wanted to enter the Emerald Dream to help her sister, but without Ysera's guidance, she couldn't get in at all, so she could only go to Senarius, who could come and go freely.

And Cenarius is now resurrected.

At present, Senarius is only a small deer cub and is using the power of faith to accelerate his growth, and the appearance of Alexstasa interrupts his growth.

"Ysera in danger?" In a childish voice, Cenarius frowned and said, "But I can't leave this ritual now, if I give up this rebirth, the loss of holding the ritual again will be hundreds of times greater." The attrition he spoke of was the attrition of his own mother, and the price to be paid for each resurrection was geometrically increasing, and as the Son of Man, how could he burden his mother.

"But I can go back and see if everything is going to turn around."