The Laughing and the Tiger Shark were specially pulled out and patrolled along the location where Malfurion self-destructed, fifty Marines and one hundred powerful orc warriors were searching on the ground.

Of course, the druids themselves are also trying to find possible traces of Malfurion.

After continuous efforts, Master Gast gathered twelve druids in the tribe of the Youtonheim. These surviving druids were frightened. Malfurion has always been the leader of the Ring of the Trees and the spiritual leader of the druids.

Although Malfurio has become crazy because he has been unable to break through in recent years, in the minds of many people, Malfurio's prestige is simply comparable to the embodiment of natural will.

This time, Malfurion's rebellion made many druids at a loss. In addition, the elite inner ring druids were wiped out. The tree ring organization and even the traditional druid profession inevitably went to decline.

Master Gast was walking on the corrupted land, full of bleakness. This was the road Malfurion walked and could be regarded as a slightly polluted area.

The druids may be able to clean up the land within three months, but they are now inadequate, and the threat of chaos in the Black Forest has not ended with Malfurion's fall.

Malfurion is more like the trash that the evil god of Chaos has used, and the goal they want to achieve has been achieved.

These days, I don’t know how many chaotic creatures have crossed the boundary, and I don’t know how many natives have begun to believe in chaos.

"The Tree Ring will fully cooperate with you in the future, the Demon Hunter." Druigast said to Xu Yichen beside him: "I only hope that in the future, under the rule of the Seris, the inheritance of the druid will not be cut off."

"The Song Empire welcomes all the aspiring people. We have always been eager to seek talent." Xu Yichen glanced at the druid who was not energetic around him: "Didn't you hope to have the opportunity to communicate with the Song Empire before? This opportunity is very fast."

"But what about Far South?" Master Gast stretched out his hand, and a large number of vines pierced his skin, tearing a lizard with three tails not far away into pieces. This small creature is even more difficult to resist the erosion of chaos, and they mutate faster and more thoroughly.

"The future of the far south is destined to be smooth sailing, and the war has just begun." Xu Yichen's [Wolf Spirit Vision] keenly discovered a cleaned footprint.

Judging from the size, the creatures passing by here will not be very large, but the other party must be very alert. However, the footprint of the Demon Hunter feels very familiar, and it seems to be very similar to the one left by green skin, but the proportion is a bit too small.

Gulu is a maldeveloped green skin, a defective product. This is recognized by other green skins, but Gulu has never thought so.

It is smart and can always use some weird parts to make something that looks very Waaagh, but it is too small and everything made is robbed by other green skins.

However, Gulu's life has been much better recently. I don't know why Gulu could feel something big happened in the north a while ago. The big green skins in the tribe were ready to pick up their favorite guys and set off.

Guru didn't go, it couldn't figure out what was there, it was worried that it would be eaten halfway, so it stayed in the empty tribe, and those stupid Raji's big idiots never came back.

Gulu felt that he was the happiest green skin in the world now. He cut one of his arms down, cut it into several pieces, and planted it in the forest outside the tribe. He thought that maybe after a while, when the small green skin grows, it will become the war chief!

But today when Guru went out to check the newly sprouted green mushrooms, he was sad to find that they were all dead.

But Guru quickly threw the sadness behind his back, and it found a baby, a baby that looked like an egg, and Guru brought it back to the tribe. He planned to cook it in the big iron pot in the tribe to see how it tasted.

Guru kept his saliva and looked at the eggs floating in the iron pot. His mind was full of delicacies that were about to be eaten. It was an alien among the green skins. Those big green skins were unwilling to take it to play because it didn't look like it was at all, and he liked to eat cooked things, which was really not at all.

Guru found that the eggs in the big pot seemed to have cracked a crack. It stared nervously at the crack, as if expecting something to emerge from it.

It had secretly cooked bird eggs before, and a bird once drilled out of the egg, but later it tasted very good. Guru always remembered it, so it is very excited now.

But a big green hand grabbed Gulu's neck. The next second Gulu felt that it was getting farther and farther away from the pot. It could not breathe, so it could only widen its eyes, looking at the eggs in the pot with eagerness, and its small arms and legs kept struggling, as if this would make it possible to regain freedom.

Brother Idol threw Gulu out impatiently. It found that since the battle of Wangxiangcheng, these green skins have become increasingly ineffective and dared to cook any dangerous things into the pot.

The eggs in the pot had completely cracked, and something like ginseng essence was constantly stretching its body in boiling water, and at the same time it expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I Malfurio..." The ginseng spirit opened his eyes and saw the green-skinned father who was more than three meters in front of him, and suddenly got stuck. He felt a little guilty, and his voice suddenly became three times smaller: "I Malfurio wouldn't be so done."

"I think you're farting!" I don't know what adventure I encountered was no longer a serious disability. At this moment, it was healthy and green, with fresh vegetables without pollution. It was holding a short-handled musket with a caliber size as big as a fist. It opened fire without even giving Malfurio a second chance to open his mouth.

The hot flames swept across everything in front of us, just as the God of Fire came to the world to sweep away all the evil in the world. Not only that, half of the green-skinned camp was burned to ashes in an instant.

Gulu, who had recovered from his energy, rolled on the ground, kneeling on the ground, as if his soul had been pulled away, and kept murmuring with dementia: "My egg is gone!"

Paji!

Brother Dazi walked over and kicked Gulu, kicking the little guy directly to a place more than ten meters away: "I just said, this is all green skin, not at all, forget it, let's just follow me for the time being!"
Chapter completed!