"Tyrande, when you killed my son a thousand years ago, you didn't expect it to be today, did you?"

"Nonsense, your son was not killed by us, and the murderer of your child was Cthun, you know this!"

"If it weren't for your damn husband who sent him to that place, how would he have died! That's my only relative! I don't want you, you have Malfurion, Illidan, and I've been alone ever since!"

A wave of anger welled up in Tyrande's chest, and he glared at the deer helmet viciously: "Don't forget, you are also one of the supreme commanders in the Battle of Quicksand!"

"Hehe!" Vandal Deer Helmet looked around with open arms, "a night elf, who can resist you?"

"There's no way to reason with people like you, if you have the ability, come to revenge!" Tyrande waved his left hand, and a little starlight continued to fall from the sky, and the deer helmet was already prepared, and several wisps of vines wrapped him tightly under his feet. A few seconds later, a vine sprang out of Tyrande's back, and the deerhelm struck out of it.

"Damn!" Tyrande was forced to abort his attack as soon as he heard the sound of vines.

The battle between Tyrande and Deerhelm was destined to be dominated by Deerhelm from the time of Deerhelm's surprise attack on Tyrande. Tyrande's combat abilities are mainly reflected in healing, and her helpers are now all separated, and Deerhelm's men are far more numerous than the Night Elves.

"Zheng!" the sound of metal and the steel claws of the deer helmet clashing, and the embarrassed Tyrande fixed his eyes as a familiar figure stood in front of him.

"Illidan ......"

"Tyrande, get out of here!" Illidan roared as he fought with the deer helmet, "The mountains are full of their minions, our people have been surrounded by them, if you don't run now, you won't be able to escape at all!

Tyrande looked around, each of her soldiers had more than three enemies around them, none of them were intact, as Illidan said, it would be too late if she didn't leave!

Tyrande whistled loudly and rushed out of the encirclement with troops willing to evacuate.

"Illidan, we will remember your kindness. ”

"Hmph!" Illidan waved his wrist and smiled at the deerhelm, "It's our turn now." ”

Tyrande rode the white tiger and kept rushing forward, and there were fewer and fewer soldiers around him, but he could be regarded as breaking out of the encirclement.

"Elf, is anyone else rushing out?"

“#￥%......&......”

"Malfurion...... Sisters, to the east!"

In the safe area east of Mount Hyjal, Malfurion led some warriors who had successfully broken through to set up a temporary camp, Malfurion wanted to find out that the situation was critical earlier, but because the others were too far apart, he could only break out alone, leaving some elves, and set up a camp in the east.

It was already the second day since Tyrande arrived at the camp, and to Tyrande's sadness, many of the familiar druids had not been able to make it out.

"Dear Tyrande, I'm glad you rushed out. Malfurion's voice was unusually tired, he hadn't rested for days.

"My dear Malfurion, you're all right, you look terrible. ”

Malfurion shook his head, covered his mouth and coughed twice and said to her, "We must leave now, they will find us soon, Darnassus has fallen." ”

"What. Tyrande's eyes welled up with tears, and their hometown had been murdered.

"I've already figured out the location. ”

"Where?"

"The Broken Isles. ”

Tyrande nodded, the Broken Isles were also their former home, where there were many temples, where they could have some hope.

In the evening of the same day, Malfurion left some elves behind to take the remaining members of his tribe out. They had nothing to do in the jungle, and as soon as they set foot on the plains, they were spotted by the dragons of the sky.

"Those damn lizards...... No wonder I didn't see the pursuers, I'm really waiting here!"

"Tyrande, leave them alone, cross that river and we'll be back in the jungle, which is our home turf. Malfurion stood by the bridge and commanded his troops across the river, "Quick!

Tyrande also quickly crossed the bridge, and before he could look back, the dragon in the air flew down.

"No! Malfurion!"

The small wooden bridge could not stop Alexstraza's anger, and it turned into ashes in an instant. Without the bridge, Malfurion would not have been able to pass through here, the sky was full of dragons, and she could not transform at all.

"Tyrande, you go first! I'll go around, go quickly, leave me alone!"

Tyrande gritted his teeth, tears flashed in his eyes, grabbed the neck of the white tiger and roared loudly: "Let's go!"

The dragon's fury continued to erupt, and Tyrande quickly burrowed into the jungle, but Malfurion was unable to keep his promise.

"Savis ......"

"Oh~ Malfurion, do you really think I'm going to lose to you? ”

"We won't let you get away with it, I swear with my life!"

The first grave that Savis said is Darnassus, and the second is Mount Hyjal, saying that it is a grave may be a bit conservative, more like a slaughterhouse, and the corpses of countless elves, demons, orcs, and nightmare monsters are scattered all over the mountains, and some have begun to stink. However, Illidan didn't care about the dead guys, and for him, his life was at stake.

He was scarred by more than a day of fighting, and all the elves around him had been killed. But the lives of others are not on Illidan's heart.

"Calculate the time, Tyrande should have escaped, these strange creatures are really unforgiving......"

Illidan had just rested for less than a minute when nightmares and low-level demons came flooding up, and Illidan looked around, he was already completely surrounded, and it was not easy to break through from anywhere.

"If you can't escape, then fight to the death!" Since he has not touched Guldan's skull and the Eye of Sargeras, Illidan will not transform into the form of a high-level demon, but he can still release extremely oppressive high-level energy after having an experience of joining a demon.

"I'm Illidan, you low-class bastards have the ability to take my life!......" Illidan had barely finished posing when he was hit hard in the neck and passed out on the grass.

"There's a guy here who has to be put in a cage. "The new Night Elves wore a long helmet and cloak, and they skillfully tied Illidan with a tortoiseshell bind, and the vicious creatures around her were not taken seriously by her.

"The righteous judgment is coming, all for the watchmen!"

The blade of the wheel of revenge in his hand flew up, stirring flesh and blood, and a new round of slaughter began...... If you want to talk about "The Touch of the Ancient Gods" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "Youyu Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~