The fog obscured Zhao Kun's vision, and the storm crow did not rush to land - through magical visual observation, these fogs emitted a pale green glow similar to necromancy, which made people suspicious. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The crow tentatively lowered its height and gently entered the mist from above, only to be met by a row of sharp teeth. The owner of the tooth had a face like a skeleton soaked in melted soft wax, and the wax was still dripping dripping. His mouth was full of sharp teeth, his red eyes were dull, and he looked greedily at the crows, which was terrifying.

The monster writhed, stretched out its bony arms, and poked at Zhao Kun with three long, crooked hands. The storm raven dodged the blow and flew out of the fog.

The fog seemed to hide various dangers, and the crow couldn't help but speed up the frequency of the shaking of its wings, trying to set off a storm to drive the fog away.

This time, however, the magic of invincibility had no effect: the wind howled, but the mist remained unmoving. No, it's not that it doesn't move, because the floating fog is always drifting at its own frequency. Soon, the howling wind seemed to alarm something, and a dragon poked its head out of the mist.

Vaguely recognizable, it was a green dragon, its withered skin hanging from its exposed bones, its eyes cloudy and white and lifeless, but it still flew forward, ready to attack.

"What is this? Undead Scourge? The crow opened its mouth and spat out a dazzling ball of lightning, blasting the zombie dragon to pieces, "Shouldn't all the undead disasters here be bone dragons?" Or has Ding Sanshi come to this world? ”

Unaware that his guess was close to part of the truth, the Faceless One simply stared at the mist below, lingering a few laps above the forest, flapping his wings to leave.

A cacophony suddenly sounded in the mist, and a dragon much larger than the previous one flew out, and surprisingly, it was actually a black dragon.

Zhao Kun had rarely seen such a huge black dragon, even in the memories of Malfurion that he had read. This dragon is a bit too big, much bigger than Alexstrasa, the red dragon queen, and Isera, the green dragon queen among the five-colored dragon kings. Not only that, but there were many parts of the dragon's body that bulged unnaturally, especially the throat. The swelling takes on an ominous grayish-white color.

The Storm Raven quickly climbed up, trying to distance himself from the dragon. If it were an ordinary crow, it would not be able to fly a dragon, but what the druids have changed is another matter.

The crow turned back as fast as it could, leaving the Ashen Valley, heading to the Black Coast and then flying to Nadasus......

"The mountain!" Flying and flying, the Faceless One felt wrong, "I recognize the mountain, I just flew over it not long ago. ”

The crow flapped its wings and simply turned and flew towards the mountain peak. But that mountain peak didn't seem to be in this weird area, so no matter how Zhao Kun flew, he couldn't reach it.

"You think you'll trap me?" The crow simply stopped moving forward and turned to hover in the air, and as the magic power in his body fluctuated, the crow roared, "Silly, you can teleport!" ”

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The storm crow that Zhao Kun had turned into flapped its wings and stopped above an ancient tree. The crow pecked at its own feathers, then gradually grew in size and took on a human form.

"It's not magic!" The Faceless looked up and down at the familiar yet unfamiliar environment. "I'm not using the lame teleportation techniques of the mages of this world...... But I didn't go back to the World Tree? ”

"When did a bunch of natives, clams, and clams come up with something that could affect the Faceless's housekeeping spells?"

Zhao Kun became irritable, slapped a few protective spells on himself, and then chose a random direction and began to move forward at high speed.

After three or four breaths, the Faceless stopped moving at high speed. Because there was a corpse in front of him...... A large number of soft, desiccated orc corpses. They were piled on the ground, piled up into a terrifying hill.

Now he knows why, with the strength of the Black Beast Legion, he can quickly push all the way and crush all the way recently, but he has been grinding and chirping, and all kinds of stalemates.

There is more than one such mountain of corpses. The results of the reconnaissance spell told him that there were 217 corpse mountains of various sizes, most of them orc corpses, and a few of them belonged to Draenei. Above these mountains of corpses floated a medium-sized obsidian obelisk, but unfortunately the top third of the spire was missing.

This minaret...... It's a little familiar.

Zhao Kun sighed, turned into a crow again, and flew towards the obsidian obelisk.

"There should be an enchantment on this tower, if the magic knowledge in my head is correct." The Faceless One, who had been flying around twice, was more and more sure of its purpose, "But...... There is no enchantment, more than a third less, and the cracks below are so obvious...... Eighty percent of the faceless beings who cast this sacrificial spell are finished. ”

"It looks like there's more going on in Ash Valley than I thought."

The crow flapped his wings and cast a spell according to the spell in his memory, and after a flash of light, he reappeared near the previous peak.

The range of fog is much greater.

Zhao Kun couldn't see through the fog to see what was inside, but he could see a creature looming on the surface of the mist—the big and terrifying black dragon.

Now, it has undergone a new twist. All the swelling is now broken. Green pus flowed out of it, but the most striking thing was the one that came out of it...... Organ. Orc's arms, orc's legs...... Even the heads of the orcs emerged from the cracked parts, but the most were the huge eyes.

Clearly, the dragon is changing in some indescribable direction. But this change is not what any life wants to see.

Zhao Kun glanced at the dragon that was getting closer and closer, as if he wanted to remember it deeply. At the same time, the Faceless One, who knew that flying and ordinary intraplane teleportation spells could not allow himself to leave, also chanted another spell, a powerful and effective in-plane teleportation spell.

Then, a spatial vortex took shape. Zhao Kun was like a leaf trapped in a tornado, easily swept in, flying faster and faster.

Space Vortex.

As soon as these four words popped out of his head, Zhao Kun found that the scene in front of him had changed dramatically.

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Leaves, branches, and roots are growing slowly. Each tree has a unique form, and each tree is alive and well. As the guardian of the forest, he has the eternal wisdom that transcends time.

Zhao Kun can feel the life of this forest. And the owner of the rhizome under his feet is the oldest in the land.

He opened his eyes, and the surroundings were a little blurry at first, but then gradually became clearer. He blinked twice, and his eyes finally refocused.

"Who are you?" A voice whispered, and then, Zhao Kun found a huge shadow covering him.

Standing under the tree, the creature was at least a dozen feet tall, and his upper body looked like Malfurion's, a night elf with antlers, but his skin shone with an emerald green sheen, but his lower body was ...... That's exactly the lower half of a deer.

The half-human, half-deer creature has golden eyeballs, a tuft of green hair sliding down its hair, and a thick long beard on its chin, on which leaves and even twigs have grown. "Who are you, stranger, and why did you break into my forest?"

This guy's Night Elf has a rustic flavor of Sulama's side, and his pronunciation is a little crooked. Zhao Kun turned his head and slowly expressed his doubts: "Your forest? May I ask where it is? ”

"This is the Emerald Dreamland, a strange outsider."

"Emerald Dream?" Zhao Kun was a little surprised, "So who are you?" ”

"I'm the guardian here, Cenarius."

Zhao Kun's half-human, half-deer answer surprised Zhao Kun a little, and he made sure that he still existed in the form of Malfurion. "Hello Dear Guardian, I'm a Night Elf, I didn't mean to break into here......"

"Night Elves?" Cenarius frowned, "I've never heard of such a creature in this world...... Wait a minute! I remember, a few years ago, there were indeed some beings who settled next to the Well of Eternity who called themselves Night Elves, so you are one of them, right? ”

Hold the grass? A few years ago? What are you kidding, the Night Elves are tens of thousands of years old! Could it be that he could use a long-distance teleportation spell to send himself back tens of thousands of years? Or was the spell skewed, going from one Azeroth to another, and the timeline between the two Azeroths was tens of thousands of years?

Cenarius' brow was still furrowed, "But I remember that the clan has been destroyed?" Are you really one of them? ”

Ha?

"I left the clan a long time ago and wandered around." Zhao Kun made an anxious look, "You said that the Night Elves have been destroyed, what's the matter?" ”

The half-human, half-deer life glanced at Zhao Kun deeply, as if he was discerning the truth of his words. A small red bird rested on his left shoulder, chirping for a while before Cenarius nodded.

"About four years ago, the Well of Eternity suddenly appeared with a number of creatures, some harmless, some with malicious intentions. Most of them don't realize that they come from another world, another dimension of time. They spread out in all directions, fleetingly. But there was a group of people among them, who called themselves the Black Beast Legion, who planned to build some kind of service kingdom in this world, and once slaughtered all the lives around the Well of Eternity......"

How come they are everywhere? Zhao Kun suddenly had an expression of eating stool.

"Don't worry, Night Elves, I've heard that a group of your people have escaped. You may want to go to them, but you need to get out of here safely first. ”

"Leave safely?"

"The Emerald Dream is beyond the real world. It is a spiritual world and a world of sleepers. If it weren't for the destruction of sentient beings like us, the world might be the same as it was before. For the untrained, it is only when your body is in a state of hypnosis that the Emerald Dream will bring you here. ”

"That sounds some—"

"Danger? Yes, strange Night Elves. Even well-trained and experienced creatures are likely to get lost in the Emerald Dream. The reason why I call it Emerald Dream is because the color of Ysera, the owner of the dream, is emerald color. This is her kingdom, so she guards it, and few people can enter it. My forest guards here sometimes use Emerald Dreams, but they do so sparingly. For you, the first thing you have to do is to leave the Emerald Dream. ”

"I don't know how I got in...... Zhao Kun looked embarrassed.

"I think," Cenarius was not surprised by this statement, "you must have entered through the back door of the Emerald Dream, because you will realize what happened to you because of the normal way to enter, and because of the ravages of the Black Beast, Ysera, the Lord of the Dream, has cast a spell to close the normal passage, and there is only one back door to enter this place." ”

Zhao Kun still didn't understand.

"Be careful, if you are distracted, even those with rich faces may get lost on the way back." Cenarius said to himself, "Even I am the same. Your mind must always be highly focused and goal-oriented, otherwise...... Otherwise, your body will sleep forever. ”

"No, no, no, respected Guardian, I haven't figured out how to get out of here."

"Leave as you enter."

"But I don't even know how I got in!"

"What were you doing before you came, do it again, just find out how it feels."

The Faceless One scratched his head, feeling it for a moment, not noticing the smell of filth in the vicinity, before silently chanting the incantation.

This time the whirlpool was bigger than the last time, and he was like a leaf trapped in a tornado, blown out of direction, flying faster and faster. A certain sound and image came over him, and he seemed to see the past, the present, and the future. He glanced at the astonished Cenarius and plunged into the spiral of time.

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Leaves, branches, and roots are growing slowly. Each tree has a unique form, and each tree is alive and well. As the guardian of the forest, he has the eternal wisdom that transcends time.

Zhao Kun can feel the life of this forest. And the owner of the rhizome under his feet is the oldest in the land.

He opened his eyes, and the surroundings were a little blurry at first, but then gradually became clearer. He blinked twice, and his eyes finally refocused.

Well, this time, as soon as he opened his eyes, he found himself standing in some dark shadow.

"Hello, Cenarius." The failure of the spell made Zhao Kun a little frustrated, he raised his head, and said hello to the half-human and half-deer life weakly.

And so on -

Zhao Kun found that there was someone behind Cenarius this time. It was a Night Elf, with a shaved face with dark green hair, looking like a wolf, wearing a simple leather coat and leather pants under a trench coat, and high boots. The most important thing is that he and Zhao Kun's current form collided. (To be continued.) )