As a reflection of the world of Azeroth, Emerald Dreams has always been a balancing balance for the natural movement and direction of the world of Azeroth. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThis is a plane between matter and spirit, mortals cannot use magic or other energy to enter this plane, but this does not mean that the Emerald Dream number does not exist, and druids and mortals who have the right to enter the dream can still set foot in this sacred abode.

The Nightmare's corrosion took over the Holy Land, and out of Emerys and the Dream Queen, the entire Emerald Dreamland, including the Guardians who were sleeping in the Dream, were captured by the Nightmare. Meanwhile, in the northern part of Northrend, a large number of corrupted guardians are also collecting fragments of the ancient trees of Vodahir from the Grizzly Hills north of Stormfjord. These fragments were once part of the World Tree, but the Elves of Mount Hyjal were concerned about killing the World Tree, which was still growing in its cradle.

As for the elves' practices, the guardians who originally lived in the dream realm knew all this. Now they have come here at the behest of Savis, and have found a way to resurrect their gods in the totems and legends of the local natives, these bears.

The Corrupted Guardians are highly efficient, and under the guidance of Terral, they have successfully collected a large number of Vodasil fragments and resurrected the gods of the wilderness, the Uso Brothers, with the power of the Corrosive Heart in the depths of Nightmares.

Two *** who died in the Battle of the Ancients against the Burning Legion were reborn in the baptism of nightmares.

Of course, the Nightmare King was not going to let the brothers regain their consciousness, and the Nightmare had been rooted in their dreams before they were resurrected.

Like the power in the Emerald Nightmare, these powers confuse guardians who set foot in the Nightmare and make them feel that it is other life that has been corrupted.

The bears of Grizzly Hills may not know how long this land of peace will last after that Northern Expedition of the Human Alliance. But when they saw that the Uso brothers, the gods they believed in, had become like this, they knew that Northrend was about to change again.

There is no creature that does not want peace, otherwise during the Northern Expedition, the grizzly hills and the trolls of Zudak would not have curled up in their own territory to protect themselves.

However, the demigod Uso brothers didn't care about these beliefs, and Usok and Usol stepped directly into the red nightmare portal and came to Sarah Dashir, the distorted Tree of the World.

Ursok and Ursol joined the Nightmares' army, and the power of nature was instantly unbalanced, and after the power of the gods of the wilderness reduced the resistance of the forces of nature, Ignos Corrosive Heart entered the evil power it extracted from the body of the ancient god Enzos from the purest power of the dream.

The heart of corruption beats regularly in the depths of Sarah Dashir, and soon, the Guardians trapped in the depths of the nightmare begin to answer the call of their hearts.

At this time, Malfurion was standing in the shade of the Nodashir tree on Mount Hyjal, and the druids, the Tree of Life, and the Ancient Tree of Wisdom were doing their best to keep Cenarius awake.

A pale natural glow gradually covered Cenarius's body from the body lying on the ground, and the humanoid body began to turn to its original color. This apparent change gave Malfurion hope for a while, but when hope came, disappointment came as expected.

Blood-colored fragments began to spread from beneath the purified body, and the old voice of Cenarius rang out.

"Father, is that you? There was darkness before my eyes. ”

In Cenarius' sight, the pure white stag road keeper Malone was flying towards the bright moonlight, and instead of looking back at his son, he told Cenarius that if he wanted to end his suffering, he should do it his own way. Return to the embrace of the moon god Elune, and all will be free.

"Father, the corruption of the nightmare has overshadowed everything, and we must put an end to this catastrophe!" Cenarius's face was gloomy, and he cried out to his father.

The spirit world of Maloen still did not answer, and he eventually disappeared into the moonlight.

Cenarius didn't know what to do, and the duties and titles of the god of the forest drove him to catch up with his father and understand all this pain.

The moment the hoofs of his deer god rose, the archmage in Malfurion's eyes began to corrupt completely. He shouted, "Stop, stop the purification in our hands, or we'll all be corroded." ”

Cenarius disappeared into Mount Hyjal, his body summoned by his heart to the Irene Rift.

The black shadows and the darkness that was hollow to the limitless, Cenarius's consciousness gradually cleared, and he opened his eyes to see the twisted creature, a monster with a tongue that could be bare at the neck of the body.

The phantom in front of Cenarius's eyes was in a trance, and his gradually waking consciousness finally turned his eyes red.

Nothing could be seen, but everything was so clear.

"There is the purest power in the depths of dreams, Queen of Dreams, I will guard this place for you. Malfurion, I'll buy you enough time to get here, and then destroy everything that corrupts the nightmare. Cenarius's words drew a laugh from Savis. His disgusting, twisted body retreated to the edge of the hollow darkness, and then transformed into the form of an elf on the outer platform of Erin's rift.

Savis had corroded the Irene Rift, so his real body couldn't leave here. But his shadow can leave here, like a spiritual shadow, and Savis opened the portal base of the Emerald Dream and came to Mount Hyjal.

The Great Druids were still depressed, they could not receive Cenarius, and their beloved god of the forest disappeared from their sight.

Malfurion looked up at the World Tree, and he fell into deep thought.

"What was once a brother of the furious winds is now a great druid. Turning your back on the power of magic has given you such a right? "The shadow of Savis stepped directly into the elven sanctuary of Mount Hyjal. The first thing he did when he came here was to hold a sweet spring with both hands.

The spring that rose from the bottom of the Hyjal Mountains still smelled of the Well of Eternity, and Savis nodded in satisfaction and said, "Just for, Malfurion, oh, and Tyrande." ”

Malfurion watched as the fountain touched by the hands of the shadow of Sarvis turned a vivid red, and he immediately rushed over and wrapped himself around Savis with the purest vine.

The power of the nightmare reaches deep into nature, and from the first moment Malfurion made his move, the power of nature released in his hands gradually became the power in the hands of Savis. The green vines were corroded, and they became red withered vines.

"Savis, what did you do to the Great Mentor!" As soon as Malfurion raised his hand, the druids besieged Savis and forced him.

Savis had never worried about the clones made by the Nightmare Power being killed by these druids, and he sneered, "The Nightmare Power has given him the truest answer, Malfurion, you also need to see the most powerful power hidden in the depths of the Emerald Dream Realm." ”

The Shadow of Savis left behind a dream portal, and he waited for Malfurion to set foot in what is now the Emerald Nightmare.

"My husband, you can't!" Tyrande outstretched her arms in front of Malfurion, who she stopped.

Malfurion pressed Tyrande's arm, and he shook his head and said, "I know what is in the dream right now, but no one but me can resist the corrosive power of the nightmare. The danger doesn't matter anymore, I'm going to do what I'm supposed to do. Maybe I'll be able to find my own mentor. ”

In such a dangerous time, Malfurion's decision gave rise to the fighting spirit of the druids, who had been asleep for years, and the moment they woke up was the moment when their mission arrived.

"Go, Malfurion. We will be with you for all the nightmares of the Essence of the Emerald Dream. The druids unanimously appealed.

Malfurion shook his head, and he said, "In the portal of the Emerald Dream, I once saw the true growth of Shaladasir, you go to Val Sarah, where to find the true power to solve the nightmare. Remember, we always seek strength from nature, not from dreams or even from our own hearts. From now on, everyone gives up the inner appeal and call for strength, and our battle has just begun. ”

With a look on his face, Malfurion walked alone to the Nightmare Gate.

Tyrande looked at the druids almost speechlessly, shook her head and said, "I beg you to join me in saving this disaster." Malfurion is still fighting Nightmares in the Emerald Dream Realm, and I hope his sacrifice is worth it. ”

Using what little strength they had left, the druids followed Malfurion's instructions and came to a land they had never reached.

Val Sarah.

In this land, which is also inhabited by druids, the elven druids have also begun their own guarding work. They all saw Sarah Dashir's lesions, and they knew that the World Tree, which had once sheltered them, had fallen into the midst of a catastrophe.

Druids from distant lands will be their right-hand men.

Malfurion's plan begins, and at the same time, Ysera, who has regained her strength in Mount Hyjal, is squinting and meditating.

She didn't dare to sleep anymore, each dream deepening Ysera's pain and the apparent power.

The light green skin began to whiten, and the Dream Queen shook her head, and she muttered in frustration, "The power is fading, and without the dream, I am nothing." ”

As soon as the words ended, the light and shadow of arcane magic took over the purple cabin, and the archmage arrived as scheduled after the light and shadow ended.

"Power can't solve everything." Rollin sat down next to Ysera and smiled.

Familiar sounds and breaths, Ysera did her best to capture the warmth. She raised her arms, put her arms around Rollin's neck and said, "It's my fault, it's me who has failed the trust that the guardians have placed in me, and I have failed the faith of the moon god. ”

Rollin never cared about the power of faith, and Rollin felt that the only things he could rely on were allies and himself!

"Okay, okay, isn't there still me?" Rollin said softly.

Never to see tension or fear in Rollin's body, Ysera felt that the darkness in the depths of the nightmare had been melted away by his smile beside Rollin.

"Remember the mark on my forehead? The power of the nightmare can't corrupt my mind, and it should still be useful. Rollin pressed his forehead against Ysera's forehead, and he calmed down and gave his power back to Ysera.

Like a green seed, it grows in Ysera's hands. Having completely lost control of her dreams, Ysera regained the power to control her dreams.

"I knew I had made the right choice. Lorraine, I actually noticed you during the War of the Ancients, when you were still in Caudilara against the Burning Legion. Ysera said, taking Rollin's hand.

Rollin could recall the army of dreams in Kodara, and he wasn't surprised that Ysera could feel him.

After all, Azeroth's reflection is an emerald dream, and Ysera can snoop on anyone she wants in her sleep.

"Is that all?" Rollin asked.

"Of course not, and the blue dragon sister who is with you, she misses you so much." Ysera tapped her fingers on her forehead, and she opened a portal with the power she now wielded.

The green dream gate gave Ysera a long-lost hope, and she smiled and said, "I'm counting on you." ”

Rollin nodded, turned around and smiled, "Wait for me." ”

The Dream Gate sent Rollin to Assuna, an ancient elven dwelling. Ten thousand years later, Rollin entered the more decadent and dilapidated court of Farodis. In the middle of the court, Rollin raised his hand to greet his elven friends and said, "Long time no see, Prince Farodis." ”

Prince Pharodis, who was researching a way to break the curse, put down the energy core in his hand, he followed the voice to look at the archmage outside the court, and said in surprise: "Rollin! Archmage, why are you here? ”

Rollin walked around the court, he saw that the people around Prince Pharodis did not continue to abuse him, and he said: "Although it takes a long time to make up for the pain, you and your people can gain a lot in these ten thousand years. I'm different, I just took a ride on the express train of time and left nothing. ”

Farodis walked over and embraced Rollin in his cursed form. Although there was no actual physical contact, Rollin still followed Prince Farodis's movements and hugged him.

"The joy of charging can't just belong to me, in the Blue Dragon Habitat Camp in the northwest, and your old friends." Farodis said.

Rollin waved his hand and said goodbye to Farodis: "There is still a disaster in this land, Farodis, I still need your help." ”

Farodis understood the words of the Grand Magus, just as when he saw him ten thousand years ago, he nodded and said, "No matter what kind of disaster, the court of Pharodis must do its best. (To be continued.) )