Compared with other demigods with different characteristics, Cenarius, the forest demigods, is not particularly outstanding in any aspect.

In terms of defense, his demigod Tortola is not as good as the turtle demigod, his agility is not as good as the wolf gods Goldlin and the black panther Ashaman, his healing and spell attacks are not as good as Usol, who is proficient in shamanism, and his attack power is not as good as Usol's brother Usok.

But Senarius' biggest disadvantage is also his advantage. Without any specialization, it means that he can do everything. The profession of Druid originally represents omnipotence and universal use.

Perhaps compared to the demigod who performed well in a single event, Cenarius performed less arrogantly on the battlefield, but it was his all-round support that supported the endurance of the demigod army.

The polluter Archmond led the Burning Legion to destroy countless worlds and possessed incredible wealth of war experience.

He saw at a glance the importance of Cenarius as a lubricant for the Demigod Legion, and he was a killer move when he made a move.

The Death Finger, who almost turned Andrea into ashes, took action again, and the miserable green fel beam passed through the battlefield, and the target pointed directly at Senarius, who could not dodge.

Malfurion, who was about to lead the assault team, shouted in horror.

"Teacher, be careful of sneak attacks!"

However, Malfurio's reminder came too late, or Archmond's attack speed was too fast, and he was approaching the forest demigod while Malfurio made a sound.

"hold head high!"

The plural roar of dragons came from the distant sky, which was different from the crisp and high-pitched roar of the clouds flying on the battlefield. It was a deeper and heavier sound.

Four compressed energy with different colors arrived at the critical moment and hit the miserable green beam.

While hedging energy, Cenarius blessed himself with a shield, subconsciously stepped out his four hooves and evacuated backwards.

"boom!"

The violent explosion behind him staggered Senarius, who was very heavy, and almost fell to the ground in a mess.

Archmond withdrew his finger and looked at the sky in the distance. His brows frowned with naked eyes. "Giant dragon, I didn't expect that these big lizards could return to the battlefield again."

Under the leadership of the four largest dragons, the three-color yellow, red and green dragons are flapping their wings from the horizon and approaching the battlefield quickly.

One of the adult red dragons was the first to leave the army and landed in the area where Malfurion and others were located. A short elf with long platinum hair jumped down from the back of the red dragon.

Andrea raised his eyebrows at the high elf who shouldn't have existed in this era, "Crassus?"

Yes, Crasus, and there were all people and dragons in front of him.

At present, this transformation is not Crasus's real posture. He is the red dragon who traveled to ancient times with Ronin and Brox. His real name is Cleostroz.

Interestingly, Cleostroz had existed ten thousand years ago.

In order to avoid the paradox of time and space, Crassus, who traveled through time, could not restore the dragon form.

And Cleostroz of this era can only maintain the appearance of a dragon and cannot become a human form. They exist at the same time in this strange state.

‘I ride myself? Fun.’

Crassus was relieved when he saw Ronin and Brox.

"Fortunately, I finally convinced the Queen at the last moment, and fortunately His Majesty Magistrate Mahjong just woke up from his serious injury."

Andrea's mouth twitched, "Luckily? I hope you can keep this optimistic attitude towards him all the time."

Sure enough, Malygos, who was severely injured by the dragon soul and had not yet disappeared, broke into the battlefield and immediately searched around with red eyes.

"Where is Nesario?! Where is that traitor? I must kill him with my own hands to pay for the Blue Dragon Legion!"

In fact, Crasus had tried to persuade the dragons to unite against the Burning Legion. He also reminded his spouse, the Queen of Red Dragon Alextasa, to be careful of Nesario, but it failed to do anything.

The events recorded in history have happened as always. Crassus weakly witnessed the betrayal of the Black Dragon King. He had the best relationship with the Black Dragon clan. The closest blue dragon was the first to suffer a severe blow.

Under the attack of Nesario's urging the dragon soul, the elite Blue Dragon clan was almost destroyed. Even Malygos's most important spouse, the Blue Dragon Queen, Cindagos, died under the terrifying power of the Dragon Soul.

Marigos, who was also severely injured, only woke up recently. When he learned about the current situation of the Blue Dragon clan, Marigos immediately howled and wanted to seek revenge on Nesario.

‘Speaking of it.’

Andrea touched his chin in confusion. "When I was still in the Black Ruffle Castle, I saw Nesario flying rapidly in the direction of Sin Azalie. Have you seen the betrayed Black Dragon King recently?"

Malfurio was stunned, then shook his head with a serious expression, "I have also received relevant news, but Nesario did not appear near the front line, at least he did not appear blatantly."

"Um……"

Andrea pulled the stubble that grew again on her chin with a headache. "What did it look like in history? I can't remember it anymore...'

Andrea is not a master of liberal arts that he can never forget. It was already many years ago that he could not remember every detail clearly.

The powerful enemy that has appeared is far less threatening than hiding in the dark, but the problem now is that no one knows where the Deathwing, which should have rushed to the Well of Eternity, went.

Originally Andrea thought that Death Wings had been tortured by the pain of tearing apart and the ubiquitous whispers of the ancient gods, but according to his current course of action, the guy should still have a certain degree of rationality.

Even as the strongest Black Dragon King among the five guardian dragons, without the dragon soul as a supporter, Nesario faced Archmond alone and had only one ending, and died.

Perhaps it was because he was concerned about Archmond, who had been guarding the well of Eternity, and Nesario had been hiding in the dark for opportunities, but now...

"Not good, we must set out as soon as possible."

Andrea solemnly reminded, "Akmond has appeared on the front battlefield, and only a small number of demon guards and supervisors are left beside the Well of Eternity."

"If Nesario takes the opportunity to break into Sin Azalie, God knows what impact that half-crazy shit stick will have on the situation."

For Andrea, this crazy man who cannot predict the next action pattern is the most difficult to deal with. Maybe he will disrupt his early layout.

Malfurion looked at the front line of the battlefield worriedly after hearing this.

The dragon, which was absorbed by the dragon soul, could not hide its weakness. With the help of Cenarius, was still beaten by Archmond step by step. It was difficult for the four dragons to go up and go up together.

Archmond was very terrified and did not fight head-on with the guardian dragon. He lacked Nasario, who was the main t, and the guardian dragons were still a little uncomfortable for a while. In addition, their physical weakness made it difficult for them to effectively restrain Archmond.

The attacks leaked from time to time made Cenarius unable to do the auxiliary work with peace of mind. Instead, the Tricolor Dragon Legion, which broke into the battlefield, further consolidated its advantages on the main battlefield.

"Malfurion."

Tyrande patted the big druid's shoulder heavily and reminded, "In today's situation, no matter who stays on the battlefield or breaks into Sin Azallie, they must face the same threat and make a decision."
Chapter completed!