Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 229 30. Mistress of the Emerald Dream【100100】

Hisaly Crow, this is a young but very talented raptor druid.

She was born on the eve of the Quicksand War a thousand years ago. She participated in the night elves' war in the remote Silithus as a druid apprentice. I have seen my companions die tragically on the battlefield more than once.

She was not an emotional elf, so she became indifferent after the war, and fell into a deep sleep after becoming a high-ranking druid, spending hundreds of years in the Emerald Dreamland, Miss Crow followed It is the demigod of the wilderness, the mother of the sky, and the king of birds, Aviana. With the blessing of this demigod of birds, black crows can transform into black crows and soar into the sky.

These followers of Aviana are called raptor druids. They are the best scouts and assassins of the night elves, but on the frontal battlefield, their role will be much smaller.

Among the demigods of the wilderness, Aviana is considered to be at the weak level, and it died in the battle of the ancients 10,000 years ago, so it can bestow very little power, which caused the raptor druid The number is low.

Of course, as a druid, it is naturally impossible to follow only one demigod of the wilderness, but the flying raptor druid is not very proficient in other transformation spells, which makes the raptor druid in the druid's huge organization -The position in the Cenarion Council seems a little awkward.

But now, Miss Crow sees another future that belongs to the druid of the raptor.

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The pure power of life was extracted from the beautifully carved statue of the raven, and poured into Hisaly's body. In the camp in the Swamp of Sorrows, all the druids watched the scene nervously. No problem, they will immediately cut off the connection between the idol and its companions.

But the imaginary danger did not appear. At the moment when the crow statue entangled in the light wind became dim, the slender Miss Hisaly was also enveloped by the surging life force and the howling storm of black feathers. .

Don't worry...I can feel that this power is not malicious!

Hisaly's slightly deep voice came from the wind curtain: Ansu's power is guiding me to a completely different path from Aviana's, and it belongs to the sky, but this power is more inclined to...

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The black feather storm spread out at this moment, and Hisaly's changed crow form was also displayed in front of the eyes of the druids. It was not the same as the previous thin crow form, or even completely different.

Hisaly's transformed crow is bigger in size, and its feathers have become dark blue like Anzu's, dotted with black patterns, and there are special decorations on the crow's neck, and her eyes have become more vivid. Sharp, the claws were as sharp as a black dagger filled with cold light, and more importantly, when Hisaly waved her wings, the gust of wind mixed with feathers rushed towards her face, blowing the hair of the druids.

Ansu's power is more inclined towards fighting...

The green life force entwined around Xilisa's body, turning her back into an elf form. The young druid stretched out his hand, and a gentle wind entangled her fingertips, causing her eyes to change. It became brighter, she looked at the silent Archdruid Malfurion, she whispered:

And I can feel that this power can be improved again. If Ansu is willing to share the supreme secret of the sky with the druids, the strength of the Cenarion Council will undoubtedly be stronger, and the ability of the druids of the raptor will also be stronger. Become more comprehensive!

We should invite Anzu into the world of the Emerald Dream. He is too old and badly injured. If we don't act, he may fall soon.

But we can't risk...

Malfurion took the Raven Idol that Hisaly handed over. He looked at the lifelike artwork in his hand, and a trace of worry flashed in his silver eyes.

Don't forget, brothers, don't forget the tragic experience of our brother, Lailal Fanghuo. It is risky to rashly accept a power of unknown origin. Even the trustworthy wolf god Goldrinn, Immersing in that power for too long will also lead to disaster...but what the crow said is also very reasonable, Elune has more than once issued obscure wills in Tyrande's prayers.

The archdruid clenched the statue in his hand worriedly:

This world may face a new test, we really need to strengthen our strength, Ansu...a demigod from a foreign land, it resists communicating with us, we have no way of knowing whether it came to this world to hide dark secrets, Now it seems that we can only invite the awakened ones to come in person.”

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Bastard Tyrion, you are really ruthless.

In the cave of the Swamp of Sorrows, the weak Ansu struggled to mobilize the power of darkness to heal his body. Its weakness was not a disguise. What's more, in order to make this escape more real, before leaving Draenor, Tyrion personally performed the knife and gave Ansu a few ruthless blows.

This almost suicidal experience is not good, but Ansu is very clear that it is necessary.

The moment it stepped into Azeroth, it sensed the vitality of this world that was at least ten times stronger than that of Draenor, as well as the mysterious plane vaguely suspended outside the material world. You can even feel the call of the Emerald Dream.

But it didn't respond, just like a fugitive who didn't trust anyone. After protecting the humans and evacuating, he hid alone in the Swamp of Sorrows.

The appearance of the druids proved that they have indeed attracted the attention of the world... The next step must be the most difficult postgraduate entrance examination.

A trace of stubbornness flashed in Ansu's bird's eyes. It has reached the final step of the plan, and it has to face everything that it will face next, but it does not dare to do anything, Ansu must succeed.

Rukmar, my love, I will resurrect you, whatever it takes...I swear!

The old and weak demigod let out a low hiss, perhaps the pain of the wound exhausted its strength, in short, Ansu quickly became tired, and then closed his eyes.

It desperately needs a good rest.

But the falling asleep this time is different from falling asleep in the past thousands of years. The moment Ansu fell asleep, his soul was awakened in a strange way. Looking around from the vision of the soul, this is a colorful world. At Ansu's feet, there are flowers of various colors blooming continuously, the trees are shady, and even the air has a warm breath, which makes the demigod a little dazed for a while.

It raised its head, trying to see more, but the world seemed to be shrouded in an omnipresent fog, hiding the deeper scenes of the world from its eyes.

Where is this?

Ansu flapped its wings and let out a bird's neighing. It raised its claws and shook its beautiful tail feathers, wanting to step into the world in front of it, but at this moment, a huge phantom intertwined reality and illusion The way appeared before Ansu's eyes.

It was a huge green dragon. Judging from her coiled body, the body of this green dragon was at least 150 meters long. Each of its scales was like a light green spar, exuding a gentle luster. Its wings are like emerald green veils, covering its body, and its sharp and huge claws are as sharp as emerald green daggers.

There is also its head, which is the skull of a giant dragon, which is similar to the dragon shape of Deathwing that Ansu has seen, but the lines of the face are softer. The precious jade suspended above the green dragon's head looks like a dream crown.

And the horns and tail of this gigantic monster, as well as the beautiful gemstones dotted on those scales, made Ansu so astonished, allowing him to see the gender of the creature in front of him. It should be a beautiful female dragon, and if it didn't Guess wrong, the giant dragon that appeared in front of it should be the manager of the entire Emerald Dream...

One of the five dragon kings of Azeroth, the awakener who is in charge of the power of all dreams... Green Dragon Queen Ysera.

While Ansu was sizing up Ysera, the Green Dragon Queen, who accepted the druid's request, was also observing the foreign demigod in front of her.

Frankly speaking, Ansu's appearance is still very good. Although its wings have been cursed and distorted due to swallowing Cytai, and it can no longer fly, the dark blue feathers on its whole body are well groomed, exuding a dark and weird aura. Breath, exquisite and gorgeous pendants between the feathers, and the two-meter-long wide tail feathers, just like the druids saw, this demigod is like a bird's artwork.

In short, Ansu's appearance is very much in line with the aesthetics of the Green Dragon Queen, women, no matter what race they are, always like beautiful creatures.

Ansu, I am Ysera, the administrator of the Emerald Dream. The druids who were driven away by you asked me to come to see you. They want you to join the group of demigods in the wilderness of Azeroth. Undoubtedly qualified, but I have a few questions...

The voice of the Green Dragon Queen is very gentle, with a hint of hoarseness like a royal sister, full of a kind of magnetism that makes people subconsciously let go of their vigilance, but although Ansu is old and weak, she is still Also one of the demigods of the world of Draenor, it is not so easily seduced.

It took a step back vigilantly, and tweeted:

Gah! I don't trust you guys, and I don't want to join the Emerald Dream... I don't like your world!

Trust me, demigod, you'll love it when you get to know it.

Ysera's green snake eyes narrowed. It keenly sensed the dark and dangerous aura emanating from Ansu's soul during the mood changes. This aura lingered on its body, but the strange However, this power did not change Ansu's soul form, that is to say, this power was not born with him, but rather an acquired curse.

Then, Ansu, I feel your weakness and pain. You are extremely old and your life is not long, but the Emerald Dream can nourish your soul and allow you to live forever and live forever in this dream world. The premise is that I You must ensure that your arrival will not pose a threat to the Emerald Dream...Your body is entwined with dangerous dark power, is this an innate power?

I'm not your prisoner! Dragon!

Ansu screamed without fear: You are not qualified to interrogate me!

This is not an interrogation, demigod. You can think of it as a contact between the two parties and mutual understanding before friendship is formed.

The Green Dragon Queen raised her head. Amidst the flashing green light, the thick life force wrapped around Ansu's soul in an inescapable way, making the demigod's weak soul quickly become solid again. .

This is undoubtedly an expression of goodwill, but Ysera also used this method to remind Ansu that it is not a match for the awakened who is seriously injured and weak. As long as the awakened is willing, its soul will be imprisoned in this place forever. In the rift between reality and the Emerald Dream.

Okay, okay, since you want to know.

Ansu said in a low voice:

I have lost my world, my family, and even my lover. I am alone and fearless. After listening to my story, please kill me, mighty dragon , the long disaster has turned my life into a torment.

I beg you, grant me a peaceful sleep...

This unfeigned lovelessness made the Green Dragon Queen blink her beautiful eyes. As a female, the curiosity in her heart made her look forward to the next story. She could guess that this should be a sad story. It is a love story that is sweet, tactful, and enough to make people taste it in dreams for a long time. Most importantly, it comes from between two demigods.

Wow, I can't wait to think about it!

Speak then, sad demigod, I am listening.

Ysera moved her coiled up huge body and changed into a more comfortable posture. It stared at her eyes and tried to urge Ansu in this way. The latter hesitated for a moment, and then began to tell his own story.

There is no false information mixed in, and living alone in the weird shadow world for a long time has made Ansu very good at deceiving. He knows very well what kind of lies are the most convincing.

Gah!

I was born in the world of Draenor, which is a small world, different from this vast world. In that world, only my Rukhmar was born with me. She is as beautiful as the elf of the sun. Same...

Of course, there's also the ugly Saitai, the offal with venom flowing in its veins...

【Call it off! Let's continue driving next time~]