PS: If you want to hear more of your voices and receive more of your opinions, search for the WeChat public account "qdread" now and follow it to give more support to League of Legends Invasion of Azeroth! Emerald Dreams, it's a magical place. It is a world created by the Titans based on the ancient world of Azeroth. But it is not a purely material world, nor is it a pure immaterial world like a distorted void or an elemental plane. It lies somewhere between the material and the immaterial, and contains all sorts of incredible secrets.

Due to its intrinsic connection to Azeroth, the creatures of Azeroth in ancient times had a "backup" in their dreams. For example, the souls of the dead immortals are still preserved in their dreams. If you have the right chance, you can be resurrected again.

Jiang Weihan had seen in his dreams the souls of the bear-like immortals Usor and the Usok brothers who died in the battle of the ancients, as well as the wild boar immortal Agamagan. These immortal demigods can be resurrected if they are given the right opportunity.

This dream world is guarded by Ysera, the Queen of the Green Dragon and the "Dream Weaver". Senarius, the "King of the Forest", was Ysera's adopted son, so he was able to enter and exit the Emerald Dream Realm freely. Thanks to this, the druids who believed in his natural ways also mastered the way to enter the emerald dream in their sleep.

Cenarius likes to stay in the Emerald Dreamland, not only to enjoy the love of his adoptive mother Ysera, but also because his father, who died in battle in the Battle of the Ancients, also has the soul of "Waykeeper" Malorn. Although their father and son are separated by yin and yang, in the dream world, he can still communicate with Malorne.

The Emerald Dream was originally a pure and immaculate pure land, but now. It's also polluted by something that even its owner, Ysera, can't resist. A terrible nightmare is spreading in this dream. Druids who sleep in their dreams are haunted by nightmares and cannot get out.

Because of this, when the Burning Legion arrived, Tyrande failed to awaken her husband and the other druids with the spell left by Malfurion.

Without the help of these powerful druids, the power of the Night Elves would not have been able to stop the mighty Burning Legion. That's why Tyrande, who has no master, took the risk of freeing Illidan, a prisoner who had been imprisoned for 10,000 years.

If you don't take into account the mistakes that Illidan once made. This demon hunter is definitely one of the strongest in the Night Elf clan. And his profession is also very good at dealing with demons, and now it can come in handy.

Mavi and her caretakers go to Ashenvale to deal with the demons hiding there. She hated Illidan the most, and Illidan hated the warden who had guarded him for 10,000 years. In order to avoid a meeting between the two, Tyrande sent Illidan to the Black Sea. The Naga on this coastline are frantically attacking the Night Elf garrison, where the sentinels have repeatedly asked for reinforcements. But Mount Hyjal is even more important. Tyrande had no choice but to send Illidan to solve the problem.

Tyrande, who has been working all day, is becoming more and more worried: the devil is approaching, how to solve this crisis?

She prayed earnestly to Elune, the goddess of the moon, that she would once again show her a clear path, but so far she had received no clear instructions.

Today she repeated her old routine - trying to awaken the sleeping druids with the spell that Malfurion had left behind. The usual experience told her that it was an act in vain. She casts a spell on Malfurion with faint hope. But I got disappointment.

Eventually, she found Vandal. Deer Helm, a powerful druid second only to Malfurion. She didn't really have any expectations in her heart, and she just did it mechanically.

But a miracle happened just when she was hopeless—after the spell was over, the deerhelm's closed eyelids and her eyes rolled a few times.

Thinking he was dazzled, Tyrande rubbed his eyes and found that the deer helmet was indeed showing signs of awakening. She shook the body of the deer helmet and shouted in surprise, "Deer helmet." Wake up! ”

Vandall. Deerhelm opened his eyes at her call.

"Tyrande, you woke me up?" He asked. After a long sleep, he tried to stretch his body. Get acquainted with what it's like to be back in the real world again.

"You're finally awake! I'm worried, Malfurion, and you, what the hell is going on in the Emerald Dream? Tyrande asked, almost incoherently.

The deer helmet was stunned, trying to remember the events in the dream: "Let me think about it...... Emerald Dream ......"

He slowly recalled a qiē.

"There's a little trouble there." Deer Helmet said solemnly.

In fact, it was more than a minor trouble - as a witness, he knew very well what was going on inside. Even the demigod Cenarius was trapped in a nightmare. He can come out. It's all because of an agreement with another great being.

That great being is Harvis, the king of nightmares!

This man was once Queen Azhara's most trusted wizard and chief advisor, and the man behind the Burning Legion's first invasion of the world of Azeroth. Sargeras himself turned him into the first Sartre with evil powers. But now. Harvey has a new master, and his master makes him stronger than ever!

Tyrande asked eagerly, "Malfurion." How is he? ”

"He needs some help." Deerhelm replied, and he groaned, looked at the priestess, and said, "Tyrande, I saw a very terrible scene in my dreams - the Burning Legion is once again invading our world. Sue sù me, is this true? ”

"You already know?" Tyrande was a little surprised. The other party has obviously just woken up.

"Yes, I foresaw it in my dreams." The voice of the deer helmet became heavy. Tyrande's reaction confirms what Harveys, the Nightmare King, told him. He had mixed feelings, both worried about the arrival of the Burning Legion and excited about something else.

Deer Helmet said, "Tyrande, this will be a catastrophe that is no less than the Battle of the Ancients. ”

Tyrande's heart sank, and she remembered the great battle that had shattered the heavens and the earth ten thousand years ago. Can the world endure another catastrophe like that?

"But don't worry, trust me, the Burning Legion will fail again!" The deerhelm got up from its slumbering place and stretched its body. Now he had an urgent matter to do first.

Tyrande smiled reluctantly. Her husband was still asleep, and she was very worried. "Well, I hope so."

"Wake up the druids now!" Deerhelm said to Tyrande.

"Really? Do you have a way? Tyrande immediately turned to joy, a moment when only Malfurion could give her the most security.

"Of course." The deer helmet recites the mantra.

He used another spell that was completely different from the one Tyrande had mastered, but it worked. With the spell completed. A large number of sleeping druids had awakened from their nightmares, each of them still suffering from lingering palpitations, and the terrible sights of the dreams still tormented their nerves.

But the man Tyrande most wanted to wake up was still asleep.

"Why, why is Malfurion still asleep?" Tyrande asked anxiously. She had been waiting by Malfurion's side, but the rest of the druids had almost all woken up, and her lover showed no signs of awakening.

Deerhelm reassured, "Malfurion is in even greater trouble. He's still trying to break free. Believe me. He'll wake up! ”

Tyrande wasn't relieved by Deerhelm's words, she always had a bad feeling that things were getting worse. But now that most of the druids have woken up, and Yiqiē is getting better, where does this premonition come from?

Anyway. After the Deer Helmet awakened a large number of druids, the power of the Night Elves was restored a lot. Tyrande sent these powerful druids to the territory of the Night Elves, hoping to rid the realm of all threats. Moreover, Onum was delayed in returning, and Tyrande decided that something must have happened to the druid who had gone to contact the Valoran Expeditionary Force, so she asked Malfurion's proud disciple Broll. Bear led a group to reconnect with the expeditionary force.

The situation in Felwood Forest was almost out of control during this period. Tyrande believed that it was likely here that Onumlong and his team disappeared. This polluted forest clings to Mount Hyjal, and the Night Elves must regain their dominion over it.

This is a serious task, and only the Great Druid Deer Helmet is up to the task.

Her guess was right, and now Feywood Forest was almost completely ruled by Manolos the "Destroyer". The demons of a large area of the vicinity have gathered here under his orders.

He was diligently preparing for his master's arrival. During this waiting time. If someone who doesn't have long eyes dares to provoke him, he doesn't mind having some appetizers first.

For example, the druid team last time, and several nearby Night Elf camps. Now it's all on his plate.

"Legion Captain, another Night Elf has arrived!" A Nasrezm demon in a reverie at Manolos.

"Oh? Great, I'm getting bored! Manolos, who had just been listless, immediately perked up, and he exclaimed, "Assemble, hurry!" My servants. The battle is coming! ”

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Ever since Fitz "Tidal Sea Spirit" accepted the task of tracking down the Nagas, he has been tracking the coast of Aishara for more than half a month. The Nagas' actions seem to have no purpose. They swim out of the deep sea and pick one of the most powerful female Naga to be their leader. Then pick the nearest place to attack. If the attack is thwarted and the losses are heavy, they merge with the other Naga tribes, merge together, and move on to other places.

With Fitz's notice, the Valoran expeditionary force set up an ambush in advance where the Naga were going to attack, and the results were brilliant in the past half month. The Nagas, who had suffered heavy losses, did not dare to land again for three consecutive days.

The female nagas of the multiple branches finally realized that something was wrong, and they gathered together to hold a secret meeting to discuss countermeasures.

These naga are from the High Elves, and now they speak basically the same language as the Kadore, but because they live in water, the pronunciation has changed somewhat.

But whatever the Naga were saying, Fiz didn't understand. He hadn't learned the language of the Night Elves, and he hadn't been on the last mission. Later, when Onum came to the land of justice, he had only seen it from afar. Diplomacy, the little fishman is not interested at all.

So to his ears, these Naga words were all noise.

"Our team has been damaged and has been replenished three times."

"I was the only one of the people who came ashore with me."

"These people on the shore are cunning!"

"We're going to ask for more reinforcements."

"Where's Ms. Vaschi?"

"She seems to be on the Black Coast, with a more important mission."

"We can't sabotage Ms. Vasqui's plan. Think of something else! ”

"Would you like to ask King Harvey for help?"

“…… He's terrible! ”

"But he's around here. If we don't complete the mission, we will definitely be killed by the Queen! ”

"Then turn to King Harveys for help!"

The women, who had several pairs of arms, were chattering and communicating. Fitz didn't understand the meaning, but he remembered a few words that were frequently mentioned: Vasqui, Harvis, Queen.

When the Nagas agreed on an outcome, their large forces began to swim further north. Fitz continued quietly until the group swam to a cliff in the north of Azhara.

There is nothing special about this cliff, except for a large tree. It is very tall, and the trunk is covered with various tumor-shaped bumps, which look somewhat disgusting. Twisted vines hung from the branches, some into the sea, some into the cliffs.

More than half of its roots are in the sea, and only a few have climbed the cliffs. It stands to reason that the tree that is immersed in the sea water will die because it cannot absorb the water, but it is still alive and well, and it seems to be very lush.

The sea breeze was howling, and the rattans were rippling like writhing tentacles.

Ordinary giant trees only make people feel vigorous and upright, but this tree makes people feel hideous and terrifying.

Fitz looked at the tree from afar, and there was always the feeling that its roots were still climbing up the cliff.

This tree is by no means an ordinary tree, because the Nagas have painstakingly swam here and are surrounding the roots of the tree, praying in awe in the Naga language.

"There's definitely something weird about this tree!" Fitz tilted his head and muttered to himself. "It's not good to look at!"

A later scene made Fitz confirm his judgment. Because he saw that after the Nagas had finished praying, the strange tree stretched out its twisted roots and wrapped them around them, and the thin tendrils at the end of the roots grew into the Nagas' bodies.

The Nagas let out a scream of pain and struggled in the water.

Fitz's eyes widened: "Could it be that this tree is a man-eating tree?" ”

He thought the strange tree would suck the blood of these Nagas like a man-eating vine, but it didn't. The Nagas screamed for a while, and the roots let go of them. After this torture, the Naga who had been entangled by the roots increased in size by a few points. Fitz noticed that Nagado had evolved a pair of arms—twisted arms like tendrils.

"It's terrible, it's terrible!" Fitz shuddered. He had been fighting Naga all this time, and knew that these female Naga didn't have an extra pair of arms, and their combat power would increase exponentially. I wonder if the arm given to them by this strange tree has doubled their strength?

Seeing that the ritual was complete, Fiz quickly fled and left the place. "Let's report the news to the pirate captain!" The little fishman thought. (The novel "League of Legends Invasion of Azeroth" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lucky draw gift for everyone!) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner to "add friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up! (To be continued) R466