Led by demigod beasts, the tribe finally made it to the Twilight Fortress this time.

After receiving the news, Duke was not surprised, and even wanted to laugh a little.

Laugh when you want.

"Hahahaha!"

Duke forgot that he was using a magic mirror to video chat with Gianna, oh, the video conference.

"What's so funny?" said Gianna, holding her cheeks, looking a little bored.

After all, the Horde concentrated all its forces to fight the Twilight Fortress, and there was nothing to do with Theramore.

"No, I'm laughing at the fact that the brain-dead roar is actually splitting the entire tribe while gathering all the strong people of the tribe to deal with an entry-level opponent. "Duke couldn't help it.

Duke was right.

According to the urine nature of the game, every time a big event comes, there will inevitably be an entry-level copy for players to practice. Although the difficulty of the entry-level dungeon of Twilight Fortress is the most difficult in the past, the entry level is the entry level.

As for the title of 'Brain-Dead Roar', because Du often leaked his mouth, the result also spread at the top of the alliance.

Grom Hell Roars, Honorific Title 'Roar'.

He smashed Garrosh but was brain-dead, which has to be said to be a kind of irony.

The universal law of tiger father and dog son is fully proven.

Ye Ye himself was actually quite depressed, and he also specifically looked for Duke: "I am me, and my son is my son." If one day you want me to fight my son, and he really deserves it, I won't hesitate. ”

Duke also had to admire Lord Roar's loyalty.

Ye Ye is the kind of real man who is not good at words, he can't teach people, and he is better at doing it directly. Once you do it, how much others learn is someone else's business.

One stays in Azeroth to fight guerrillas, the other cats work as otaku in Nagrand, and the two fathers and sons have been lost for so many years, and the children have broken their studies and learned a bad habit, which is also helpless.

In fact, even Grom himself saw the signs of badness.

Both he and Duke have the same unspoken red line in their hearts - the Horde cannot take the initiative to attack the Alliance, and if Garrosh officially declares war, it will have to take action.

To be honest, Duke has been very idle these days.

He was waiting, waiting for the last two or five boys to appear.

On this day, the sun went down, and the constant cycle of the sun and moon plunged the moonlit woodland into that quiet and peaceful atmosphere again. The water vapor wafting from the Luna Lake mixed with the natural smell that permeated the air, making the entire woodland seem to be shrouded in a layer of green light veil.

The Battle of Mount Hyjal, hundreds of kilometers to the south, did not affect it at all.

Except for a few additional guards, the atmosphere remained quiet.

A very secret aura enveloped a slender female figure, who was alone, striding along the forest path. The squad of guards passing by, turning a blind eye to her.

After turning around, she came to the front of a treehouse.

"Open the door. "Crisp female voice.

The elven guards guarding the guard had misty eyes and showed a respectful look: "You are here, Lord Malfurion." Why haven't we received a report?"

"I'm the report. The female elf's voice was proud: "Open the door, I want to see Vandal." ”

Hearing the guard's ears, there was no problem at all, and the two elven druids manipulated the circle and opened the door.

The round gate, which had been entangled in countless vines and sealed to death, quickly opened as the vines receded like snakes.

With graceful steps, the elf slowly descended the stairs and entered the basement where Vandal Deer Helmet was imprisoned.

"By order of the great master Enzos, I have come to fetch you, Lord Vandal Deerhelm. The elf bowed leisurely to Vandal.

"Did Enzos suddenly remember my abandoned pawn after abandoning me and Savis?" Vandal raised the corners of his mouth with a mocking smile.

Sensing that Fandal's mood was wrong, the female elf hurriedly said, "The master has not abandoned you. Actually......"

"Enzos is lost!"

Vandal spoke so firmly that for the first time, the elf felt uneasy.

"You...... Ahh

Then, she saw three people silently appearing behind her.

Her heart instantly sank to the deepest part of the abyss of ice.

Duke Marcus, Ysera, Malfurion.

Except for Tyrande, almost all the big guys she least wanted to meet appeared.

Duke smiled: "Vandal Deer Helm is one of the strongest men in Kadore, do you think we will simply put him under house arrest without taking any precautions?"

At this time, the humanoid Ysera suddenly stepped forward, and there was a clear anger on her face: "Olisserrazor!

The female elf was startled, and the horror on her face froze for more than three seconds before her face was extremely ugly: "Sure enough...... Did you find out?"

If it were an ordinary infiltrator, or a traitor, Duke would never have alarmed Ysera and let the dignified Emerald Dragon King come here.

This Olisserazor has an identity that no one else can imagine - she is the elder dragon of the Green Dragon Legion.

If you can, it's best for traitors to clean up the portal by themselves, and outsiders to forcibly clean it up on their behalf is a serious disrespect.

In the next second, the female elf's red lips opened, and a powerful sound mixed with natural elements and wind magic suddenly rippled through the not-so-small basement.

"Wow-"

It sounds a bit like a girl's cry.

It's actually sharper and harsh, and it's hard to accept.

It's just that this level of attack can't be effective, and Olisserazor herself knows that almost at the same time as she roared, her entire body rose from the ground and slammed into the top wall of the basement, directly smashing through the thick rock formations and the exaggerated compound magic array, breaking through the surface and flying into the air.

In just three seconds, she finally used the ultimate transfiguration technique to transform from a small elf back into her dragon form.

It's just that Ysera is faster, and she turns into a dragon faster, hovering diagonally below Olisserazor.

A guardian dragon that was larger and more beautiful than its opponent, as if every scale was made of jade or glass, there was no more nonsense than half a word, and with a roar, the green wings spread, and the fight began.

The atmosphere of the entire Moonlit Glade shook slightly, and Ysera shot into the air like sharp arrows, heading straight for Oliselazor.

The wind pressure created by the flapping of the giant green wings blew away the leaves on almost all the branches around them.

Even though Ysera cherishes every plant and tree in the Moonlight Glade, in order to drive the traitor away from the Moonlight Glade, she still has to set off a terrible storm in a small area.