Her real name was Onexia, but few people remember that name anymore, and occasionally some people will say that there were two dragon heads hanging on the head of Stormwind, but no one will remember that she existed, even Lady Catlana back then.

Time erases everything, and if it doesn't, it's not long enough.

Now her head was hung again, only this time not in Stormwind, but in Orgrimmar. This is the glory of all the tribesmen, the medal of victory over the dragons, but more importantly, it is a symbol of the rise of the tribe and a manifestation of strength.

Although there are also people in the alliance who are secretly studying shadow spells, this kind of spell of yours is still not on the table, but this is not taboo at all on the tribe's side, when the orcs explore the darkness, they can always grope in the dark for something that you so-called righteous gentlemen will never be able to experience.

The reason why I am now immune to many of your spells is because of the power of the Shadows, and the results of your spells hitting me are completely different from those that hit you. I can absorb the damage it does and I can turn it into my own power.

The she-dragon was as surprised as her mother when she tried to burn me with flames, and she couldn't imagine me standing in the flames as if nothing had happened.

Of course, your warlocks can't do that, it's not something that ordinary people can learn. So I faced her alone in this fight, just like I did with her mother.

If Nefarian had flown away with her at that time, the story would have ended differently, but Onexia didn't have time to escape, it was still the same routine, and it was still the same way to die.

However, this time, instead of binding the earth, the shamans stirred up the hot lava, and the fire man who rushed out of the lava dragged her steps and ignited her wings.

Nefarian descended from the sky to save her, but the druids took advantage of the situation to restrain Nefarian, who had just landed. The two-headed dragon was like a sparrow in a net, they were struggling, and Nefarian's arrogance just now instantly turned into anger.

He was breathing fire, trying to burn the vines that bound him and burning our shamans with his own flames, but he forgot that his flames could not only hurt us, but also his sister.

Onexia wailed in his flames, the she-dragon went into a complete rage, and I quickly dodged to the side, her claws outstretched in pain clawing at the rocky ground. Her body suddenly began to leak, and the glittering electric sparks crackled, and the spreading electricity seemed to come alive.

Everyone was retreating, and when the electricity from Onexia's body spread to Nefarian, the black dragon clearly did not accept it. His body was agitated, his tail flicked, and his shoulders resisted! Just look at the two vines on the ground that have been uprooted.

It was also the first time I had seen what the roots of the vines summoned by the druids looked like. It's a real plant!

Dozens of minotaur druids eventually exhausted their mana, and these guys were all exhausted and collapsed after the battle, it takes strength to control these plants, and the stronger the opponent, the more stamina they consume. In the process of constantly scorching death, it is necessary to constantly summon new vines, and summoning new ones actually consumes more magic energy than maintaining the old ones.

But in any case, two fists were no match for four hands, and through our restraints, the two dragons hurt each other and our unremitting efforts, and Onexia was the first to be defeated, and she was stoned to the ground. And Nefarian, the invincible prince of the Black Dragon, once again proved the price of arrogance with his life.

In fact, it was quite easy to kill these two dragons.

What's your expression? Disbelief or disdain?

In fact, it seems to me that the Night Elf Druids of your alliance have now been far surpassed by the tribesmen, and the one who is always asleep is still revered as the Great Druid...... Hehe, what is he capable of?

What else could he do but sleep? Does he have anything else to contribute besides having nightmares? If you are really pragmatic, he is not as good as Vandal Deer Helmet.

Although Vandal did have some minor mental problems later, it was not his fault, he was the one who fought for the right to survive, territory, influence, and so on for the Night Elves. Although the World Tree he planted had been corrupted by Yug Saron, it would be a sin to blame him for such a thing.

But what kind of emerald dream is theirs...... It was a long time before something went wrong, and it was only a matter of time before something big happened. If it could be solved by sleeping and dreaming, there would be no strife in this world.

And for this emaciated man with too much responsibility, the High Priestess of the Night Elves, the sexy woman with thick lips, did not go to appease, not to heal, but to arrest him.

Oh, right! Really good stuff.

The Night Elves are black-bellied creatures that value power more than you humans.

Don't say anything about her ice and jade, what is pure and flawless, what is dedicated to the people, for the balance of this world. That's fart! What has she done? Having an affair with her boyfriend's brother? Playing with her brother-in-law?

If the Night Elves had a strong leader, it would not have been like that for a long time, and now that the Azhara region has fallen into the hands of the Horde, a large part of the Ashen Valley has fallen into the hands of the Horde. If it weren't for the fact that the Feywood Forest was too heavily polluted by demons and the tribe disdained to occupy it, this would have been the tribe's territory a long time ago.

During this time, Garrosh used troops against the Night Elves, you look at their bears, Stonetalon Mountain was occupied by the tribe, the elven army has been routed to the Black Sea, I can tell you this, it won't take long for the tribe to be able to face the Night Elves' hometown across the sea.

When the time came, the tribe set fire to the tree for them......

I'll be admiring it at the time.

You haven't been to the tree where the Night Elves live, have you? Hehe...... When you see it, you'll remember what I said.

And the way she executed Vandal Deerhelm is also interesting. Traitor......

Tsk, Vandal, who has lived for more than 10,000 years and is the biggest hero of the Night Elf clan, was finally detained...... Traitor's hat. Was it because he was saved from prison by Deathwing? Just because the Lord of Flames is willing to provide protection to this elf, he is a traitor?

Why don't you tell me how that slut priest Tyrande persecuted him?

There is no such thing in your books, and your books will only write about the damage caused by the traitor Vandall.

But why didn't Vandal mention the sublimation of the druid's spells later? Druids now......

Yes, the druids of your alliance are not allowed to do that. But on the Horde's side, especially the Trolls, the Flame Druids are allowed to exist, and they have received a lot of attention and praise.

The Flame Druid is Vandal's greatest credit.

But did the resurrected demigod Cenarius resist this? Is this kind of spell so sinful that you want to be put to death?

It's all business, it's all buying and selling, it's all trading!

The so-called natural harmony of the Night Elves is just a way to bind their people, just like you officials don't allow you to study shadow spells.

I know more, I have seen more, and I am the one who challenges the authority of the upper echelons.

Bound you to the circle they have set for you, worship them, believe in them, learn from them, and then you become tools, cannon fodder.

That's what happened to you.

But the tribe is not, and that's the gap between you. I'll put your words here, even if I don't push Garrosh, your alliance will definitely lose in the future, and it will be a mess!

After gazing into the abyss, I know what truth is. But you are the best at ...... Deceive oneself as well as others.

Hehe, it's far away, kid! I'm not done with the two-headed dragon yet.

After the two-headed dragon was killed, the tribe quickly searched the entire Blackstone Mountain. Take away everything you can take. After the Black Iron Dwarves discovered this situation, they tried to stop us, but they did not succeed, and they first swore the sovereignty of the Black Rock Mountain, lest the tribe take possession of it.

At that time, I told Garrosh that we don't want this place, and we can't stand it, and if we really want to do it in the future, this is not a key area, and for the tribal army, the environment here is too difficult to torture the tribal warriors.

In this way, we proposed to evacuate immediately, but the loot belonged to us, and there was no squeak on the side of the Alliance, and the Black Iron Dwarves couldn't stop it, so it was over.

After capturing this place, Deathwing actually had no cards to play, and he forcibly unlocked the seal of the Fire King and pulled the Fire King, who was also a half-finished product, back to the world again, this time he did it perfectly, and directly moved his hands and feet on Mount Hyjal, the holy land of the Night Elves.

Actually, he really didn't have to do this, if it wasn't very appropriate for the Flame King to appear in the sea, he could have let the Flame King get out of Red Ridge Mountain, Stormwind City, or Danmoro, the dwarven home of Ironforge.

The last time the Burning Legion wanted to invade the area, but the leader at that time was blown to pieces, and there was not even a scum left. I don't know if Deathwing doesn't know or if he thinks that the power there is stronger, and he has a better chance of winning if he occupies it.

If he really went to the Well of Eternity beneath the Tree of the Polluted World, then he was really sick in the head.

The front is a farce, and the same is true of the play in Mount Hyjal.

No...... Use.

This was for him, but it was a good thing for the Horde, not only for the Horde to march into Mount Hyjal as a matter of course, but also to know basically everything about the Night Elf territory.

The other day, the Night Elves were crushed by the tribal army, and this is where the army began.

You don't have a wife yet, do you?

Right! You don't have a woman yet! You're a chick.

Listen to my advice...... Don't let a woman be in charge!