Akmund was one of the triumvirate of Ereda before he was bewitched, and although his strength was higher than that of other aspects, he was not killed casually by traps.

What's more, it is a subversive, compared to Kilgardan, who was also bewitched by Sargeras and one of the three giants of Erida, Akmund has always intended to be an honest dog.

It is precisely because of this that for the demons of the Burning Legion, Akmund Méiyou has the slightest mercy, and even kills these cannon fodder on a large scale, and does not reward the demons for meritorious deeds like Kilgardan".

It became a subordinate of Sargeras, just for Nénggou to get, a more powerful and more terrifying power, and one day, Ruguo found an opportunity to surpass Sargeras, nàme it would definitely betray its master.

And this day is just around the corner!

As long as the tree of tongguoshijiè absorbs the energy of Azeroth shijiè, Akmund will nénggou raise his strength to another level, and it may be ** mountain when it reaches that shihou.

Under such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, even if it is impatient and wants to absorb the surging power in front of it, it will not be killed so simply because of negligence.

"Ridiculous traps, destroy them all for me!" Akmund's eyes narrowed, and two pillars of light hundreds of meters in diameter shot out from its pupils, and with a sweep, tens of thousands of ancient souls instantly disintegrated into a wisp of green smoke.

The ancient souls were fearless, still constantly colliding, trying to break the invisible barriers. Drilling into Akmund's body, the pillar of light in the demon's pupils, swept back and forth several times, and then a small half of it was destroyed.

Although because of these spiritual obstacles, Akmund was temporarily unable to absorb the energy of the Shijiè Tree, but it would not last long if it continued like this, and it was only a matter of time before Shijiè was destroyed.

"Malfurion, what to do?!" Tyrande asked, pale, bewildered.

"How can this be?!" Malfurion was shocked. An expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

The situation that has arisen now. It was completely beyond Malfurion's expectations, and the huge shock made his heart tremble, and the doubts in his heart were in a daze, and he almost confided: "Fate shouldn't be uh!"

It's like being poured with a basin of cold water. Malfurion Turán woke up. He glanced at Tyrande in fear. Finding an absent-minded lover, it seems that méiyou noticed Ziji's slip of the tongue, and only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief.

"My love. Does the moon god really have any instructions?"

"Really, Malfurion, I asked for the help of the moon god, but," Tyrande was puzzled, and recalled with a frown, "even the messenger of the moon god appeared. ”

The so-called Moon God Emissaries here are five Night Elf powerhouses who have been blessed by the Moon God Elune and have very terrifying strength, and they use the code name "Moon God" to turn the tide every time the Night Elf race is in danger.

And the Burning Legion invaded Azeroth, Akmund wēixié the Tree of Shijiè, such an apocalyptic disaster was unprecedented, but the "Moon God" actually sent any messenger, making the Tyrande style, as the leader of the Night Elves, very, very incomprehensible.

But what made Tyrande even more incomprehensible was that after Malfurion confirmed the "luna", not only did Méiyou become more anxious, but relaxed as if he had put down his baggage.

"Malfurion, what the hell is going on?" Tyrande watched as the vast expanse of the ancient soul was destroyed, and the anxiety in her heart made her unable to calm her mind, and she couldn't help but shout loudly.

"It's okay, my love, mǎshàng is coming to an end. Malfurion regained his composure and looked at Shijiè no Ki faintly, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Tyrande was a little confused, but out of trust in her lover, she put down the longbow in her hand and snuggled up to Malfurion, quietly waiting for the final outcome of the matter.

On the other side, under the killing of Akmund, there was no one in the ancient soul.

"Hehehehehe" Akmund, who was in his hands, let out a low laugh again, and shot out a red lightning bolt hundreds of meters thick from the tip of his right finger, instantly annihilating thousands of souls gathered together in the air.

"As long as I absorb the power of this shijiè, I will be above all living beings! Even Sargeras, a fallen titan, will never give orders to me again!"

"Kil Gardan, you should be your slave!" Akmund was in high spirits, and thought proudly in his heart, "Wait until I succeed, and then give you to you?"

A sudden burst of tremendous energy, as if appearing out of thin air, instantly pierced Akmund's body protection, and made it dizzy and painful.

"This power is Sargeras?!" Akmund a 趔趄, mǎshàng perked up, inspiring the power of the whole body, against the very familiar terrifying energy that did not appear from where: "How kěnéng!

Click!

The invisible energy increased again, making the space around Akmund make an overwhelming crisp sound, and some black cracks appeared in the air so strangely, locking the struggling demon firmly next to the Shijiè tree.

Woohoo woo blah

The remaining tens of thousands of ancient souls, while Akmund was bound, were all captured and compressed to the extreme by a huge invisible hand, and then in a very rough way, they were forcibly poured into the tree of shijiè.

The invading Shijiè Tree itself has powerful energy, and these energies have also undergone inexplicable changes under the influence of ancient souls.

In a hissing sound of slowly inhaling, the shijiè tree, which is tens of thousands of meters high, began to gradually become transparent, and the lusè energy visible to the naked eye quickly gathered in the center of the trunk in the increasingly clear trunk.

"That's no!Sargeras!Are you doing shime?!" When Gǎnjiào arrived at the mass of earth-destroying energy, Akmund's eyes widened violently, and a thought that made him shiver all over his body involuntarily jumped out.

It was a kind of gǎnjiào that was about to be destroyed, so that this demon, who had tried to control everything not long ago, was suddenly beaten back to its original form, and while desperately trying to break free, he howled in the ancient Ereda language: "Master, please"

Rumble!

The terrifying energy mass suddenly exploded, and the entire shijiè tree turned into a fire mass containing infinite energy, burning Akmund in an instant, and at the same time, it gushed out indiscriminately in all directions.

Whew!

At a speed of thousands of meters per second, the waves of fire shot out from the center of the Hyjal Sanctuary towards the periphery, destroying all living beings in its path, whether it was the demons and guardians who were fighting in a melee, or the lush primeval jungle.

Only a few creatures, supported by their own strength, protected Ziji's survival, including Tyrande and Malfurion.

"Oh my God, so many clansmen, all dead," Tyrande said slowly and with difficulty as he stared blankly at the burning earth of Zhouwéijuliè.

As high as the peak of the fifteenth order, she was only a little short of stepping into the super order, so that the leader of this night elf could survive the fire wave without any difficulty, and all she received was a mental blow.

"Compared to the destruction of shijiè, this yijing is the best result, my love. Malfurion, who was more powerful than Tyrande, persuaded as usual: "Our race still retains its roots, and they still need you to protect it." ”

Malfurion's persuasion made Tyrande wake up a little, and he glanced at the shijiè tree with a sad face, and the sorrow in his heart became heavier and heavier.

On the other side, more than ten kilometers away from the two of them, the top of a hill that was burned by a wave of fire.

"Ahem, cough, cough" A man shrouded in a gray cloak, thin and less than 1.8 meters tall, was bending over in pain, coughing constantly.

It was a mysterious man who arrived in the capital of the Kingdom of Lordaeron a few years ago and announced the prophecy of the end times.

"Well, this body, sure enough," the mysterious man straightened up, gasping weakly, and his mouth came out of a dry-sounding, emotionless voice that was very different from the tone he had spoken when he had announced the apocalyptic prophecy a few years earlier.

After several breaths like drowning, the mysterious man finally temporarily suppressed the discomfort in his body, turned his head across the infinite mountains, and looked at a certain secret wèizhi on the continent of Azeroth: "However, it should be nénggou to break the seal, right?"

His eyes flickered for a moment, and the mysterious man's figure flashed, and he suddenly disappeared into the air.

The same shijiān, the continent of Azeroth, the Arathi Heights.

In the highland mountain range north of Riptide Castle, a beautiful battle had just ended, but with an average strength of three hundred people at the top of the fourth order, the Fourth Legion had eliminated more than 1,500 ogres above the fourth order.

And the members of the Fourth Legion, except for seven or eight who were slightly injured, the others even consumed half of their physical strength, which made the soldiers who had been a little lost in their hearts because of the long-term shrinking of the safety zone, all their blood boiled.

The victory in this battle made the Fourth Legion raise its eyebrows, and it also really established Yang Long's dominance in the Fourth Legion, and every sergeant of the Fourth Legion began to be completely convinced of this foreign legion commander from the bottom of his heart.

However, while the sergeants were elated, Yang Long was a little inexplicably uneasy.

"How is something bad going to happen?" After thinking about the plan in his mind, Yang Long decided to speed up the progress and complete the agreement as soon as possible so that he could leave this difāng. (To be continued.) )