The Eastern Kingdom continent, the Kingdom of Gilneys

The scale of the forest fire, caused by the Black Sol mercenaries, was so severe that even the two sides of the Gilnes Civil War, which were in the final stages of street fighting in the city of Gilneth, could clearly see it.

The dark billowing smoke rose into the sky, and it became thicker and thicker, more and more choking, and with the wind, almost the entire kingdom sky was enveloped, quite a kind of apocalyptic scene that obscured the sky.

What are those long-eared elves doing? They're crazy in Gilneth land! They're setting something on fire???

Well, the forest has now become a feast for the arsonists, and the group of black chaebol goblin soldiers who play with fire are enjoying themselves.

They're usually Imperial Engineers who build war machines, and they're also responsible for maintaining the Bad Spider Tanks sent by the Night Border Guards, but if the need arises, like now, they can instantly transform into the craziest Spitfire.

Heck, everyone has a part-time job, make some extra money, kill people with a little fire, and enrich their spare time, it's still not beautiful.

The wild werewolves in the forest were miserable, and this overwhelming fire was coming at them from all sides, and there was no way to hide, and there was nowhere to escape.

Not only that, but the group of druids who lacked great virtue also invited a howling hurricane to guide the general direction of the forest fire.

That's right, with a little guidance, nature will burst out with an irresistible force that will crush all mortal creatures, whether they are high or low, right or wrong, or even right and wrong.

The fire that swept through the forest burned for more than two whole days, and the entire central area of the forest was completely burned into a blackened clearing, and the distribution shape of the entire forest changed from a circle to a hollow ring.

Only when the fire subsided that the Night Elf army, which had maintained the encirclement on the outskirts of the forest, advanced again, and this time, they encountered almost no resistance or resistance.

Patches of charred werewolf corpses were strewn about, and from time to time a handful of dying werewolves with severe burns could be found, and the elven soldiers had to fill them with a shot in the head.

On the hillside in the middle of the forest clearing, the corpse of Verinde *Xingge, who was controlled by the luna scythe, was desperately maintaining a circle of silver-white mana shields, barely resisting the forest fires that decided the final outcome.

No matter how powerful you are, you can't stop the majesty of nature, which is the pride of the druids.

Forehead... No, it's the pride of the Goblin Pyro.

As the elven army firmly encircled him and the remnants of the wild werewolves, and the cold and angry eyes of the elves and the minotaur druids, Verinde* Starsong smiled wildly.

"You never want to catch me, never try to manipulate me, the power of the wild is not controlled by mortals, I am the master of the wild!"

Yes, that's right! The Luna Scythe will never be a slave!

The luna scythe that Vilind Xingge was carrying began to become transparent and began to slowly dissipate, as if using some unknown spell to escape from the army.

But unfortunately, a sudden mutation, a white soft moonlight instantly enveloped this forest clearing, and it was slowly dissipating, and the luna scythe that was about to embark on the great cause of running away re-condensed into an entity, and it couldn't run away.

"You were originally a weapon I gave to the druids, a tool to use to carry out justice, but now ... You have betrayed them, you have betrayed your innate mission, and you have betrayed my will, and you will say it as it is written... Cough. ”

The avatar of the moon god Elune suddenly emerged, suspended in mid-air above the clearing, calmly looking down at Verinde* Starsong below and the luna scythe she was carrying behind her, the latter exuding a deep sense of fear and panic.

Mom, my own creators are here, this is the rhythm of a big deal!

But no one was paying attention to Elune's last inexplicable words at the end, and the druids saluted with great respect on their faces.

The soldiers of the border guards were okay, they performed a military salute, after all, the Night Empire stipulated that all armies could only bow down and other big salutes when facing the Eternal Night God Emperor.

There are all kinds of druids on their side, some prostrate, some bowing deeply.

"Lord Elune, please forgive us... We have lived up to your will and expectations and failed to slap the Luna scythe... ”

Elune interrupted the druid's atonement with a graceful wave of his hand, and the white moonlight around his body surged happily, filling the space around him with starlight.

"I've already said that I don't blame you for this, and I didn't ask you to get the Luna Scythe back, but your attitude makes me very satisfied, so I... ”

Before Elune could finish speaking, the anomaly happened again, and a projection of surging divine power appeared in the middle of the clearing, which made the Luna Scythe, which was already very frightened and flustered, even more frightened and flustered.

Nima! Another Titan, what is this for! I'm just a helpless, pitiful and edible artifact sickle, do you want such a big battle, anti-aircraft guns to fight mosquitoes!?

Well, this time it's Agrama.

"I sensed that there was a fluctuation of my clan's divine power here, and it wasn't the lair of the Eternal Night Palace in Sarodar, so I was a little worried, and came over to take a look, ah, it's nice to see you again, Azeroth, my young clan. ”

The Agrama Divine Power Projection, whose main body was still located on the Northrend continent, looked around and found no enemies, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

As for the extremely nervous luna scythe... Well, Agrama was simply ignored as an ant, and he didn't even bother to look at it, let alone the level of the enemy.

What kind of outfit are you, little brother, brother, my daily underwear outfit is higher than yours.

"Thank you for your kindness, Agrama, I'm just taking care of some of my own personal affairs, you can go back. ”

"Ah, yes, yes... It's time for me to go back, there are still many things to decide in the sanctuary. ”

With that, Agrama, who had entered the chaos, nodded, and didn't speak to the others at all, and the projection of divine power suddenly disintegrated, disappearing again.

In the sky, a levitating Eye of Truth saw Agrama return to the continent of Northrend, and began to dissipate.

Sarodar's Divine Eye was hidden, and even Agrama didn't realize that his will was being watched from the moment he left the continent of Northrend.

Elune slowly descended to the ground and walked in front of Verinde Starsong, without the slightest anger on her face.

"Now, what shall I do with you, my former creature?"

Verinde Xingge opened her mouth, but finally lowered her head and did not speak.

When dealing with the mortal race, the Luna Scythe can be extremely arrogant and uninhibited, but in the face of Elune, the Titan God who created itself, it will not dare to blow up a hundred dares to give it.

Oops, I hate it, the slave just listens to you.