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It's just that from the perspective of Zhao Kun or other bystanders with normal IQ, the ancient trees that were beaten to the ground were definitely not the one who had the upper hand.

The power of nature does not seem to be so invincible. The giant bear looked up at the sun in the sky and immediately retreated. In cosplay mode, that's all he can do. This power is enough to destroy thousands of black orcs, overwhelm those copycats of the Big Dipper God Fist, and can also destroy the dragon, but it can't completely defeat the white-robed man.

What a!

Whether it is the use of nightmare power, or the explosion of filthy power, or even the use of arcane and holy light, with the combat power that the white-robed man is currently showing, Zhao Kun is actually very sure, but the power of nature, the great druid of this world, will not use the power of nature uncontrollably, let alone extract life force unscrupulously.

Alas.

The giant bear roared, and the moonfire technique fell on the white-robed man's head with the frequency of a machine gun, and the blood-colored shield of the opponent was crumbling. If you don't take into account the bear's backward jump, it looks like a prelude to a fierce offensive.

But the bear only pulled away, then turned into a storm raven, flapped its wings and disappeared from the battlefield.

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When Zhao Kun of Azeroth turned into a dirty crow and left, Zhao Kun in the modern city also felt the veins of dirt hidden in it by riding the buses of the women's tennis club, and entered the legacy left by the old ruler Igronack, the net of filth.

If you are not a magician, this road must be in and out. But even a mage may not be able to guarantee a way out of this shadow world that was not built for mortals.

Zhao Kun came out of the locker room and found himself entering a stone hall with a door on each side. And the passage behind him, which connected to the dressing room of the modern city, also became illusory as the dirty force was absorbed by Zhao Kun, and finally disappeared.

He thought about it, the man was left, the woman was right, and he pushed open the door on the left. There was no doubt that the door was so dark that even with detection magic, it was impossible to see what was inside—in this space, only dirt worked.

Feeling the power within him, he stepped through the door on the left without hesitation. Unfortunately, this room is exactly the same as the previous one - if it's not that the node is empty, then the filth in this room has long been taken away.

This is normal, the space of this network of filthy forces is not independent, each room corresponds to several beings with filthy powers, and then forms a scene here. And these things must exist in reality, whether they have existed or will exist. Here, the laws of time and space are not the same as in this world. Perhaps the existence of two rooms separated by decades, or thousands of miles, is not surprising at all.

But that doesn't mean you have to go through the network to take away the dirt. Otherwise, he would not have been looking for the filth before, but directly looking for the entrance to the filthy power network. Until he came into contact with the girl after the fusion, Zhao Kun didn't even know that there was a network on this planet.

He chose the door on the left again, and when he pushed it open, he saw another stone hall with four doors.

Is this because there are too many filthy nodes on the planet, or has it been looted?

He shook his head and continued to stick to his choice.

After passing through four rooms, he finally came to an oval room.

There was a blue crystal in the room, Zhao Kun walked over and injected a little dirt into it, and the time and space changed instantly, and the faceless person could clearly feel that his position in the long river of time and space had moved, and he was shifting in the direction of the future......

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"It's ...... The so-called student council election speech? ”

Zhao Kun narrowed his eyes and found himself wearing the uniform of that stupid school park, standing in a small room on the side of the platform in a gymnasium, and below the podium was a group of students who were pressed by black.

I don't know who the gang is waiting for to speak?

The Faceless One looked at the three people in the room, himself, Saori Otokawa and Reina Morimoto, and then at the banner hanging on the wall behind the stage, which only said that it was a lecture for the election of the school's student council president.

Just as Zhao Kundong was looking around, the head teacher Matsuno rushed in with a nervous face and asked, "How do you feel?" ”

"Except for Otokawa, who is a little nervous, everyone else is fine."

Reina Morimoto, the rich X generation of the consortium, did her own thing and didn't care about the teacher at all, and Otogawa was nervous, facing the young female teacher's inquiring gaze, Zhao Kun replied very perfunctorily.

"Otokawa, if you're nervous......"

"I'm fine, Matsuno-sensei."

"Relax with a drink."

"Thank you," Otogawa took the juice Matsuno-sensei gave her, put the straw on, and quickly finished the juice.

Zhao Kun was behind her, her brows jumped, and from the moment she started drinking juice, the dirt on her body gradually grew. But this filth is not very obvious, but looming, very illusory.

"It's time." A dragon face walked in and called Otokawa. Otokawa threw the juice in the trash and tidied up his clothes.

"Let's go, Otokawa."

"Hmm."

"Come on!"

"I'll try to do my best." She said confidently, and then left the room with Reina Morimoto.

"It's stupid." Zhao Kun, who was the last to leave the room, shrugged his shoulders, looked at the juice bottle, and smiled contemptuously.

The next story is really dirty, just by looking at the opening. Zhao Kun watched Reina Morimoto give a short speech, and then watched the calculated Saori Otogawa incontinent on stage......

"Boring farce. Azeroth is still waiting for my help. Zhao Kun, who determined the location of the filth, didn't bother to wait for this excretion play and the more serious play that must have followed, and the existing filth formed two white sickles, whistling and swept away.

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The Storm Raven soon flew back to Darnassus, making a beeline for the temple.

To his surprise, he was greeted not by one of the priestesses of the temple, but by one of his own men. As he approached, the anxious druid bowed deeply to him.

"Palcis!" This druid is highly trained and skillful, and is adept at changing the form of a storm crow. With a little training, he may one day become a famous druid. "Aren't you sent to the Valley of Ash! Why is it here? ”

"It is not up to me to answer, Mentor," Palsis replied respectfully. The young druid was clearly exhausted. "The other person is more qualified to answer than I am."

He heard the voices of the priestesses praying from inside. Zhao Kun, who was a little depressed, glanced at Palsis and noticed that the young Night Elf had a worried face. It seems that after beating him and leaving here, things have changed a little unsatisfactorily.

As they entered the room, Tyrande, who had been leading four senior priestesses to pray together around the stone platform, turned. Elune's light shone not only on her and the priestesses, but also on the figure lying on the stone platform.

is a sentry. Malfurion didn't have this person in his memory, and apparently, he shouldn't have known her. But her violet skin looked bloodless, which was not a good sign.

He came silently to the Priestess of the Moon. Tyrande leaned over and whispered to him, "Her name is Eladhia Yunxiang, and she's a messenger from Ashenvale. ”

"A wounded messenger?"

The High Priestess was about to continue, when the sentry suddenly groaned. She opened her eyes and looked at the two of them, and finally focused her gaze on Zhao Kun.

"Big-Big Druid...... Well, you got the ......"

She struggled to move to better face him, revealing a long, deep scar that stretched almost the entire length of her upper body. How did she survive? Moreover, there were other smaller wounds on her body, although the one was the most severe.

"When I met her, she was dying. She was in charge of delivering an urgent letter from Commander Hadrisha here. The orcs beat her, captured her, and prepared to ride her to death, but one of them decided that the warrior should not die like this, so he dealt her a near-fatal blow......"

The Grand Druid looked to Tyrande to confirm the terrible news. And she nodded sadly.

"They—they sneaked behind the line......" Eladhia said hoarsely. Apparently she could hear them even though the situation was not good.

"You must get some rest," the High Priestess advised her. "With the blessing of Our Lady of the Moon, your will and strength will help you recover."

Eladhia coughed violently. Blood splattered Tyrande's robes, but she didn't move away or reach out to wipe it away. All she cared about at the moment was the Messenger himself.

"While I was lying there, gradually dying...... I prayed and prayed to her," the sentry continued. "I prayed that if she would keep me going until I fulfilled my duties, then I—I would die. She granted this, this prayer, and prayer. ”

"I spotted her when I was communicating with the forest a short distance west of the outpost," Parcis explained. "The trees are upset by everything that is happening in the neighborhood. So I went to investigate...... And then I found her. ”

The druid quickly described how he found the body. Parcis saw at least four dead orcs, two of whom could only have been killed by the Hippogriff, judging by the way the wounds were torn apart.

"But, poor storm," Eladhia whispered. "He's a very loyal friend." She coughed again. Tyrande picked up a towel and wiped the sentry's lips clean.

"I tried my best to help her, but she had already lost a lot of blood." The druid grimaced expression.

Tyrande shook his head. "No one can do better, Palcis, not even a priest of the Sisterhood."

"He—he brought me here...... "The sentry said.

"I treated her as much as I could, and then turned into Storm Raven form," Parcis explained. "It was a tough flight, but I knew I couldn't stop and rest."

"They take ...... Take the letter," Eladhia continued, gasping in her breath. "But I know...... Know what the commander wants to say...... Say something......"

Zhao Kun sighed, "You save some effort and take care of your injuries." Everyone here now knows that the situation in the Ashenvale Forest is worrying...... We'll send reinforcements as soon as possible. ”

Eladria nodded, then closed her eyes.

"We can't thank you enough for what you've done—"

However, the Messenger's chest no longer heaves.

Tyrande bent down and brushed his hand over Eladria's torso. She ...... Let's go. ”

"She looked like she was smiling," Palsis said, choking up. "I wanted her to rest a little longer, but she insisted......"

The High Priestess straightened up. She prayed to Elune, and the Lady of the Moon thought she deserved help. Honestly, I'm amazed she's made it this far, let alone told us everything that happened. ”

"It's up to us to make sure her sacrifice doesn't go in vain," Santis' voice came from the doorway. Eladria's death made her tone harsh. Santis had always treated his sentinels as if they were his own.

"I did my best, General." Parcis blurted out, somehow he was a little afraid of the famous warrior.

"I know you, druid. I personally welcome your work in Grey Valley. She strode over to Eladria's corpse. I remember her. A seasoned rider...... Almost as good as I am. Hadrisha chose the right person. Santis added to Tyrande and Malfurion. Obviously, we must send reinforcements immediately. ”

Zhao Kun coughed, then shook his head.

"I just came back from Ashendale ......"

"What?" Tyrande asked her husband, apparently surprised by such a dangerous attempt, "My love, how could you—"

"I turned into a storm crow and went for a spin in Ashenvale. Ever since the attack on Ashenvale and the severance of contact, I've had this in mind. Zhao Kun sighed, "The situation is not optimistic, although the other party is obviously only a striker, but there is already an existence no less than mine." So, hasty action will only make the situation worse. ”

"Yes, Grand Druid." Shantis bowed, "What do you mean?" ”

"Gather the main forces and take the adventurers with you."

"But they've just descended under the World Tree......"

"So we need to let them grow up quickly, Santis, release as many tasks as possible for adventurers, the consumption of some materials is nothing, and the adventurers who can't kill are more ......" Zhao Kun paused and swallowed the cannon fodder back at once, "...... Value. ”

Santis looked at Tyrande. The Priestess of the Moon nodded. She spoke, "I see what you mean, Grand Druid. I'll deal with the matter of assembling troops and adventurers right away. (To be continued.) )