Chapter 794: The Fall of the Night Elves

The 10,000-year-old Night Elves have maintained an almost transcendent power compared to the other races of Azeroth, but this is only the glory of the past, they once possessed the magic of the Well of Eternity, mastered the greatest and most prosperous magical attainments, and represented the ancient existence of the forest and nature and were incomparable allies. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The explosion of the Well of Eternity directly destroyed the once glorious kingdom of the Night Elves, and the struggle between the magical forces led by the Elven Empress Eshara and the natural forces represented by the Grand Druid Malfurion Fury Wind directly led to the death of the Great Druid, the Sacrifice and the Arcanist almost together, and the wild boar demigod Agamagan, the giant bear demigod Utor Brothers, the crow demigod Avanna, and the white deer Malorn were killed in direct battle, the departure of the white wolf Godring, and the sleeping with the giant tortoise Tortora, It also plunged the forest demigods into a near-ruin situation.

Although the current Night Elves have an extraordinary advantage in the druids' pursuit of nature's path, the Holy Light is not inferior to the power of magic, and the excellent agility and speed are also accompanied by a long growth period and a relatively fragile body.

When the Ancient Treants were resurrected at the call of the Druids, they used their immense bodies to build barriers that helped their allies temporarily withstand attacks, but the once lush forests became more and more withered and barren under the erosion of darkness and death.

It may take decades for a tree to go from seed to sapling, and it takes hundreds of thousands of years to go from sapling to tree, perhaps even the youngest ancient tree is older than the eldest elf, and the most precious power in this forest is constantly consumed by the cheapest undead, so that when the demons of the real Burning Legion descend with the flames, the forest power, which is increasingly powerless, has to choose to retreat step by step.

The fall of canyons, rivers, and outposts has caused the flames of war to gradually approach the sacred mountain of Haigal from the outskirts of the Ash Valley, and the Burning Legion has gradually stepped on the remains of the undead, once again invading this forest that has been coveted for thousands of years.

Unlike the undead scourge that was forcibly forged in a short period of time, the Burning Legion is the perfect killing machine under the command of Sargeras driven by destruction, strength, and resentment, and even the weakest of them exist as slaves, wielding the power of fire and phase movement.

Hellhounds can be torn apart by the beast's razor-sharp fangs and claws, but the thick, sharp bone spurs on their shoulders can also pierce armor and fur, and the eerie power of magic-devouring and the power of shadow can kill powerful druids directly.

Although the Demon Guardians are not physically inferior to the bears or giant porcupines, and can be disemboweled by these forest beasts if they are not careful, these warriors, whose consciousness is completely filled with killing and destruction, are proficient in the most brutal and efficient means of killing, and the giant axe blades in their hands are often capable of cutting off several times the number of heads they have.

Every time hellfire rains down from the sky, even the strongest defensive lines will be reduced to ruins, and the evil cannons and magic mechs created by Morgar's mechanics are tilting evil energy and flames towards the forest, and in front of this mechanized magic puppet army comparable to the modern firepower network, the Night Elves are not only far inferior to the enemy in numbers and strength, but also fall into the disadvantage in long-range firepower.

The fall of the defensive line and the destruction of the forest directly tilted the occupation in the direction of the unfavorable direction of the Night Elves, although they knew that the real high demons of the Burning Legion had still appeared, and now they were still facing only cannon fodder and vanguard used by the Burning Legion to consume, and Cenarius and their forest guardians had to join the battle to barely maintain this weaker resistance.

Cenarius, the son of the dream dragon Ysera and the demigod Malorn, as the guide of the path of nature, this king of the forest, it can be said that he is already the only member of the forest demigods other than the spirit of the wilderness, Eisena, his upper body is no different from the ordinary night elves, and the lower half of his body is a stag, his long moss-like hair hangs down to his shoulders, his hair and beard are covered with leaves and twigs, and the huge and prominent antlers on the top of his head make his ten-foot body appear even taller.

The death of his father and the other ancient demigods one by one was an inextricable blood feud, and the once incomparably tall trees were broken, withered, and burned into charcoal, and patches of vibrant green turned into dark brown barrenness, which made the flames of hatred burn more and more vigorously.

Facing the demons of the Burning Legion, the golden eyes of the king of the forest were already full of hatred and rage, and the vines and tendrils actually emerged from the corpse-filled earth and spread violently towards the surrounding area, and the razor-sharp storm and the fire of the stars and moon from the sky filled the entire sky.

What is really huge, in addition to the giants standing on the ancient earth, the answer in people's consciousness is probably the giant creatures in the deep sea that are far larger than the land creatures, but the real answer is plants.

More than ten meters high on land is already a behemoth in the standard sense, even if it is only about a few tens of meters in the ocean, but these only seem so small in front of a hundred meters of ancient trees, although ordinary vines look inconspicuous, but when these vines with the thickness of the bowl grow wildly, and entangle with each other, they can create a green nightmare that seems to swallow everything on the ground, in the face of this terrible force that is enough to make the ground crack, even if the body exudes a scorching evil fire hellfire, It only lasted for a few seconds before it was completely extinguished, turning back into pieces of rubble with no traces of life.

Although the king of the forest is not as powerful as his father Malorn, the nature of the power will not change, and the shadow power that the demons of the Burning Legion are proud of cannot play any role in the face of this silver-white flame as bright as the moonlight, as long as it is touched by a small wisp of fire, it will spread to the whole body in an instant, and all traces of evil that dare to invade the forest will be burned to ashes.

The power of the demigods is undoubted, and the power of the demigods who control the power of the forest is even more so in the forest, but even the power of the true gods cannot be endless, and the price of forcibly blocking the demonic invasion with their own strength is the extreme loss of natural power.

When Manolos the Saboteur, a lord-level demon full of destruction, led his fellow creatures who also had a large body, a dragon-like body, and a pair of abominable wings into battle, the natural power in both Cenarius and the Green Dragon Elders was almost exhausted..................