With Moon Shadow returning this time, Cadore became nervous. Everyone felt the atmosphere, and the elves' idle lives were shattered; All the tempos are picked up. The army is constantly recruiting and training, which also makes all races start to be vigilant. Many people thought that Cadore was about to show their fangs, but ten years later, Cadore was still nervous.

Ten years is not a long time for Elves, but Moon Shadow has handled the most government affairs in the past ten years. He has to read all the big and small affairs in person, and he does not miss any details. However, one thing happened, and it came from a warning from Tyrande who had broken into the Moon Shadow Dormitory one day. A large number of druids fell into a deep sleep and could not wake up. Sleep was a normal thing for the druids, and at first Moon Shadow didn't care. However, it is incredible, that none of the sleeping druids have woken up in ten years. Although it was not uncommon for druids to sleep for thousands of years, how could Moon Shadow have the audacity to openly disobey orders during their preparations.

An even more peculiar event happened during this period, when the people who reported to Cadore found that the elven dragons who freely shuttled between dream and reality also fell into a deep sleep; Everything says one thing. That is, there is a problem with the Emerald Dream, and Moon Shadow is busy contacting the Green Dragon Queen after learning about it, but Isera does not respond to him. This incident proved the seriousness of the problem step by step, and Moon Shadow couldn't sit still. He remembered something that might have something to do with it, and the body of the Dark Titan Sargeras was sealed in the Emerald Dream. If all this is true, then this catastrophe will be more than that.

There is no living thing in the world that does not sleep, and deep sleep will basically take up one-third of a living life. If Sargeras really controlled the Emerald Dream, then what a disaster it would be for the whole of Azeroth. Knowing this, Moon Shadow's brow never stretched again, and he felt that a lot of responsibility for this matter was on him. He shouldn't have agreed to Ysera's taking Sargeras's corpse to the Emerald Dream Realm in the first place, and the cunning Dark Titan's plans were completely unguardable.

An ominous feeling that he hadn't felt since the darkness descended on the Ancients sent shivers down the beautiful Night Elf priestess. Elune's soft light shines through the tinted round glass skylight into the massive temple. Time. The light changes from silvery white to a soft violet. But when the light shone into the glittering pool where the statue of Heldney sits, the light changed back to its original silver.

Heldney was the first Priestess of the Moon God, a High Priestess who had heard the blessings of Elune, the goddess of the Moon, when she was a child. Tyrande sat cross-legged in front of the statue's raised arms, as she usually did, with a massive stone staircase leading to the Luna Garden. Tyrande desperately wanted to be reassured and guided by the First and the Moon Goddess in order to melt the tension. Although it was usually a place for priestesses and apprentices to sit and seek peace. At this time, Tyrande was alone.

In the past two days, the affairs of the druids have been in full swing, although the King of Cadore, who is known as the Light of Dawn, has personally solved it. She was still very worried, and she still remembered the time when the four of them were taught together by the demigods. In silent prayer, Tyrande turned her head slightly, and at some point an additional blue-haired male elf appeared behind her. Then the Moon's Rays Titan recognized his identity, Illidan who hadn't been back to the Holy City for years. Malfurion's twin brother, one of her three best friends.

"You're back because of Malfurion?" Tyrande stood up, watching Illidan's silver eyes twinkle. Although the two brothers don't get along very well, but after Malfurion's accident, he still rushed back as soon as possible, if you know this, I guess Malfurion will be very happy. Thinking about this, Illidan shook his head, his amber eyes shining, "Lunara called me back, I didn't know what happened to Malfurion. ”

"Don't worry. Will work out. The War of the Ancients didn't take our lives, and Malfurion will get through it. Tyrande didn't know how she could comfort Illidan, but she thought he would want to hear it.

"Yes, maybe. I've seen Moon Shadow look like it, though, and his face isn't that confident. We can't put all our hope in him, Malfurion is my brother and I will save him in my own way. Illidan glanced at Tyrande, squinted slightly, and walked out of the temple.

"Illidan, don't mess around." Tyrande shouted. But Illidan walked out of the temple in a few steps. Tyrande let out a long sigh of relief, his eyes flickering as he looked at the palace to the east. Moon Shadow has sacrificed countless centuries of his own again and again for the sake of his world and his people. When a hero is needed in Kadore. He alone took on everything and gave hope to the people. It is also because of the fact that the original upper elves and civilians can be fused into a complete Kadore.

At this time, Moon Shadow stood under the World Tree, which Ysera had given it the ability to connect to dreams when it was created; Through it, the moonshadow felt the corrosive effects of the nightmare. Closing his eyes, Moon Shadow sighed deeply, Malfurion was his friend, the many druids were his people, and he had to go to the Emerald Dream to find out. Wear the emerald green cloak that Ysera has given you to travel freely through dreams.

As the object in front of him quickly receded, Moon Shadow came to the dream realm, and he was no stranger to this place. He'd been here a few times, and to be honest, many times Emerald Dreams was a great place to relax. But then he had an inner world, a complete private space, and he never came back here.

However, the current Emerald Dream was not what he remembered. A thick fog filled all places, making the visibility no more than ten meters. However, it was the conscious body Moon Shadow who entered the dream realm, and he had no other physical abilities, and from this dense fog, Moon Shadow could deeply feel a strong ominous aura. Moon Shadow began to walk forward according to the gathering place of the green dragon in his memory, and at this moment, a hideous head seemed to faintly approach him in the mist. Moon Shadow frowned slightly, and a small whirlwind formed in his palm, and Moon Shadow threw it out, and the wind was so strong that it immediately dispersed the thick fog in front of him.

The grass and the trees were clear for a moment, and the hideous head dissipated like a bubble. It was strange to see all this, but he continued to move forward. After taking a few more steps, he saw a minotaur in the thick fog fighting a black monster. Strangely, the two didn't make the slightest sound of fighting, and if they hadn't seen it, Moon Shadow would have ignored it. With a flick of his fingertips, a wisp of wind dispelled the fog again, and everything disappeared again, and the minotaurs and monsters were gone. Moon Shadow bit his lip, he seemed to know what it was, the fog was supposed to be the so-called nightmare.

If it weren't for the fact that his demigod soul was strong enough, many ordinary souls would soon be addicted to it. With a frown, he realized that the problem was worse than he had imagined, and that it would be dangerous if all this was really Sargeras's doing. Could it be that he was going to slaughter the entire Green Dragon to achieve something, Moon Shadow thought busy and quickened his pace. Straight ahead, two huge shadows streaked across the sky, and Moon Shadow looked up to see a huge red dragon wrestling with a black dragon. Moon Shadow knew about the fog's trick and ignored it and continued on his way, but then the red dragon's body smashed down and landed in front of Moon Shadow's eyes.

Moon Shadow frowned slightly, he knew the red dragon, Crassus. The youngest consort of the Red Dragon Queen, and a friend who helped him a lot during the War of the Ancients. After the victory in the War of the Ancients, they disappeared directly, but the original one in this timeline is still there, Krazioz. At the same time, he also noticed that the black dragon he was fighting with was none other than Deathwing, and although he knew that it was the Phantasmagorized Moon Shadow, he cast mana to dispel the fog in front of him.

The roaring Deathwing vanished, but the red dragon flowed down. Moon Shadow was slightly curious, he thought that this scene was a hallucination as before, and it didn't seem to be all. The red dragon shrunk into the form of an elf, and Moon Shadow stepped forward and reached out to pull him up, "Remember me?" Moon Shadow asked, he was sure that Crassus had also entered the dream realm like himself.

"You're" Crassus was still a little frightened, but after seeing Moon Shadow, he thought around him for a moment and continued, "I remember, you are the first elven friend I know, the king of the elves. You and the dragon kings have done a lot of great things over the years. ”

"Can you tell me what just happened?" Moon Shadow remembered that he was fighting Nesario just now, and that he should have been prepared to learn more about the situation before he came in earlier. Calassus shook his head, and then said, "It's a nightmare, I was asleep and suddenly came to the dream, although I knew it was a dream, I didn't have the slightest way to escape. I'm glad you saved me, otherwise I don't know what would have happened. What about you? After saying that, Carassus asked rhetorically.

"I'm here to investigate a thing, this time the nightmare impression is very wide, I guess it has something to do with something, and if I can't contact Ysera, I can only come by myself." Moon Shadow briefly addressed Crassus, and then looked around, there were many phantoms wriggling in the thick fog, and he secretly felt that something was wrong. At this moment, one by one, the dark shadows turned into a head, and Sartre's blood-red eyes rushed towards Moon Shadow and Crassus. (To be continued.) )