Stormwind God

Using the demigod as a guide, the Horde finally broke into the Twilight Fortress this time.

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

Laugh whenever you want.

"Hahahaha!"

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

"What's so funny?" Jaina raised her cheeks, looking a little boring.

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

"No, I laughed. The brain screaming actually split the entire tribe, and at the same time gathered all the tribe's strong men to deal with an entry-level opponent." Duke was overwhelmed.

Duke was right.

According to the urine nature of the "World of Warcraft" game, every time a major event comes, there must be an entry-level copy for players to practice. Although the entry-level copy of Twilight Fortress is the most difficult of all previous editions, the entry-level is the entry-level.

As for the title of "Brain Roar", due to Du's frequent leaks, the result has also spread to the top of the league.

Grom * Hellscream, called ‘Roar Lord’.

It was ironic that he was screaming at Garrosh.

Fully proved the universal law of the tiger father dog.

Howl himself is actually very depressed. He also specifically looked for Duke: "I am me and my son is my son. If one day you want me to confront my son, he is indeed worth me to do so, I will not hesitantly."

Duke also had to admire Lord Loyal's loyalty.

Ye Huo is the kind of true man who is not good at words. He does not teach people and is better at doing it directly. If you do it, how much other people learn, that's what others do.

One stayed in Azeroth to fight guerrillas, a cat was a nerd in Nagrand, and the father and son lost contact for so many years. The child broke down and learned a bad habit. That was helpless.

In fact, even Grom himself saw bad signs.

Both he and Duke have the same unspoken Red Line tribe in their hearts. They cannot take the initiative to attack the alliance. If Garrosh officially declares war, he will have to shoot.

To be honest, Duke was very busy these days.

He was waiting, waiting for the last two or five.

On this day, the sun goes down, and the constant reincarnation of the sun and the moon makes the moonlight woodland fall into that quiet and peaceful atmosphere again. The water vapour on Luna Lake confuses the natural atmosphere diffused in the air, making the entire woodland covered by a layer of green gauze.

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

Apart from the addition of some guards, the atmosphere remained quiet.

A very secret atmosphere wrapped a shadowy female figure, she walked alone on the forest path. The passing guards turned a blind eye to her.

Around the corner, she came to a tree house.

"Open the door." The crisp female voice.

The guards of the elves looked confused and looked respectfully: "You are here? His Excellency Malfurion. Why did we not receive the report?"

"I am the report." The elf's voice proudly said, "Open the door. I want to see Fandal."

Hearing that there was nothing wrong with the guard's ears, the two elves druids manipulated the array and opened the door.

The round gate, which had been entangled by countless vines, was sealed because the vines receded like snakes and quickly opened.

The elf stepped gracefully down the stairs slowly and into the basement where Vandal * Deer Helmet was imprisoned.

"According to the command of the great master Enzos, I'm here to pick you up, Lord Vandal * Deer Helmet." The female elf greeted Vandal with a polite gift.

"Did Enzos suddenly think of me, this abandoned chess piece, after abandoning me and Xavis?" Vandal's mouth raised a mocking smile.

Perceiving that Vandal's mood was wrong, the female elf quickly said: "The master has not abandoned you. Actually ..."

"Enzos lost!"

Vandal spoke so resolutely that the female elf felt uneasy for the first time.

"You ..." The elf suddenly gave an exclamation, and she jumped a whole step forward, turning 180 degrees in the air, pulling out a pair of knives and other actions.

Then she saw three people appearing silently behind her.

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

Duke Marcus, Ysera, Malfurion.

With the exception of Tyrande, almost all of her most wanted gangsters appeared.

Duke smiled: "Vandal * Deer Helmet is one of Kaldorei's strong men. Do you think we will simply house him without taking any back-end defense?"

At this time, the humanoid Ysera stepped forward, with a clear anger on her face: "Oliserazor! Why is it !?"

The female elf was startled, and the fear on her face had solidified for more than three seconds before she looked very ugly: "Sure enough ... have you found it?"

If it is an ordinary intruder or a traitor, Duke will never alarm Ysera and let the grand emerald dragon king come here.

This Olise Lazor has an identity unimaginable by outsiders. She is an ancient dragon of the Green Dragon Legion.

If possible, it is best for the traitor to clean up the portal by himself, and forcibly clean it up by outsiders. This is a serious disrespect.

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

"Wow"

It sounded like a girl's cry.

It's actually sharper and harder to accept.

It is just that an attack of this level cannot be effective, and Olise Lazor himself knew that almost roaring out, her entire body stood up, slamming into the top wall of the basement, directly hitting the thick Rock formations and exaggerated compound magic formations broke through the surface and flew into the air.

In just three seconds, she finally used Ultimate Morphology to transform from a little elf to her dragon form.

It was only that Ysera was faster, and she became a dragon faster, hovering obliquely below Olise Lazor.

It is larger and more beautiful than the opponent, as if each scale is a guardian dragon made of emerald or glazed glass. There is no more than half a word of nonsense. With a roar, the green wings spread, and they started playing.

The whole moonlight woodland's atmosphere was shaking slightly, Ysera shot into the air like a sharp arrow, and went straight to Olise Lazor.

The wind pressure generated by the flapping of the giant green wings almost blown off the leaves on all the branches around.

Even if Ysera cherishes the trees and trees in the Moonlight Woodland, she has to set off a terrible storm in a small area in order to drive the traitors out of the Moonlight Woodland.