A green dragon with a soft body and a slightly "slim" look slowly flew over and hovered in the distant night sky.

The green scales were very beautiful. She had a pair of long dragon horns, and a half-moon-shaped ornaments were suspended on her forehead. Her eyes were closed and the dragon eyes under her eyelids were shaking rapidly. Under her call, more and more green mist rose from the ground, setting off the devastated post-war earth like a dream.

The unique appearance and the signs of casting spells all accurately indicate the identity of this green dragon.

"Yesera?"

It is Isera who is blessed by Titan Aional, who has the ability to travel through the emerald dreams and shoulders the heavy responsibility of protecting the sweet dreams of the Titan Star Soul!

Fragile is just compared to Alextasa. As a guardian dragon, she is still much larger than the ordinary dragon clan.

A night elf was riding on her neck. Angma narrowed his eyes and looked at him carefully, but found that it was Malfurion, who was shouting at him. Unfortunately, before the sound could be heard, there was no fel storm that was steaming around Archmond.

“…Prophet, do it quickly!”

Combined with the lip shape, Angma only identified these few words.

He turned his attention back to his eyes, but found that under the shade of the green fog, Eggwen's figure was extremely empty. She looked at her hands in surprise, and soon it turned into a blurry shadow, dissipating with the fog.

In the misty green mist, a scene of the eternal past appeared on the devastated earth...

Towering trees stand straight, lush vegetation, fertile water and grass, streams surround the peaks, and waterfalls like white ribbons dotted them. The original Haigal Mountain is so beautiful.

But a corner of the dream was slowly dissipating. Not only did Egwen disappear, but even the demigods and Alextasa who fell to the ground seriously injured in the distance, and even thousands of elite soldiers led by Garod, all disappeared with the dream.

Isera weakened the barrier between the physical world and the Emerald Dream, dragging all the existences that were about to be affected by spells into the dream, hoping to avoid this spell.

This is really incredible. Although Isera is the guardian of the dream, she is not the creator of the dream. After all, she has limited abilities. It is okay to drag a group of demigods who are already deeply connected to the dream into the dream. It is understandable that Alextasa, who has the ability to transfer her to Aonar, is also understood, but how did she transfer those night elves?

Except for the druids, the rest of the mortals do not have any profound connection with the Emerald Dream.

Isera can actually manipulate dreams, having such a direct impact on the physical world, and even plays a role similar to teleportation spells...

But there was no time to ask questions anymore. Without Egwen's host, the rope that was originally tied to Archmond's body had broken inch by inch.

Archmond finally got rid of the shackles.

"This time, I will never fail again!"

Commander Ereda had long felt the devastating magic contained in Sargeras's eyes. Once he escaped, he came to Angma crazily. Only then did the great demon's methods show all of them.

While reaching out to grab it, a bunch of rolling evil energy surged out of his body. While strengthening his own defense, a large amount of evil energy turned into flames, and then arrived first and rushed towards Angma.

This is not over. Under the package of evil energy, Archmond's figure began to become blurred, as if he was casting teleportation spells at the same time.

Attack, defense, teleportation, and all the methods are used.

It seems that this legion deputy who witnessed the recharge of the legion artifact during the bondage process was fully realized, and he knew how terrible the magic contained in it was, and he knew his situation very well. At this point, he could never interrupt this spell. What he did was just to buy time for the day of escape.

Under the impact of the evil flames, the magic barrier in front of Angma was shaking. A sharp claw that was so big that it covered the sky was already in front of her.

Seeing the last green mist dissipated, Angma, who had no worries, quietly activated the spells in the artifact...

"Go back to the twisted void, demon..."

The Eye of Sargeras suddenly flashed, and all the arcane energy that was wandering in the vast world was absorbed.

An unknown amount of energy sphere appeared in front of Angma. It looked like a rising new moon, competing with the "Ms. White" hanging in the night sky.

In an instant, time stagnates and the sound does not exist.

A beam of light with a diameter of thousands of meters was fired out from the sphere, and the evil barrier on Archmond's body was shattered in an instant, like a doll, pushed away quickly by the beam of light.

"No, no!!!!"

Under the invasion of a massive amount of magic power, the body of Archmond's 100-meter tall giant was first crystallized, and then quickly dissociated and annihilated in the subsequent magic power, and the unwilling roar gradually faded.

In a blink of an eye, the energy sphere emitting dazzling and strong light hit a beam of light with a diameter of thousands of meters, pushing Archmond away quickly...

As the light column advances, the arcane energy radiated out was woven into a terrible energy-shaping spell by the destructive nature of the Eye of Sargeras. The flames swept through, the strong wind raged, the frost collapsed, and the alternation was endless, destroying everything along the way...

Taking the starting point of the light column as the origin, the vast fan-shaped area is all broken in the power of destroying the world.

No matter the mountains, giant trees, the streams and valleys, they all turned into crystal clear violet dust, wrapped in and flew into the distance...

Outside the distant battlefield, the flying demon bats and the doomsday guards, the Arida wizard who tried to rely on the barrier to resist the impact, and the demon army that covered the earth...

No demon escaped the destruction that came to an end.

...

I don’t know how long it took, but the light finally disappeared.

The bright light caused blindness, and Angma slowed down for a long time before he could recover his vision, but when he opened his eyes, he immediately took a breath of cold air by the scene in front of him.

The landform of Mount Hygar has been completely changed in this devastating spell.

The dangerous peak pass between the first and second steps disappeared and was replaced by a slope extending obliquely downward. Under the moonlight, the smooth slope reflected the violet light, and Angma knew that this was a crystallization caused by strong magic.

Just like six thousand years ago, a small group of upper elves who dared to be involved in the artifact of the Blue Dragon Legion were noticed by the latter, and they fought in the Yuege Forest in the central Northrend, causing the explosion. The explosion of the energy torrent killed those reckless people and completely crystallized the Yuege Forest. After that, the Blue Dragon called the forest with the undispersed souls as "Crystal Forest".

The light column destroyed everything along the way until hundreds of kilometers away from both ends, and you can see the lodged but unannihilated giant trees.

Waterfalls have become beautiful giant works of art, still maintaining the diffuse shape of being rolled back by the wind before crystallization; in the deep valley, the stream has become a crystal-shaped purple carpet that is stuck on the cliffs facing the wind; there are also small animals that are forever frozen in the posture of escaping to the distance before death...

But when he saw the sea water pouring back into the end of the destruction passage plowed out by the arcane torrent, Angma suddenly realized how terrible the power of this spell was.

It actually...

It runs through the Hygar Mountains, through the narrow and long Ferwood Forest, and directly to the Black Coast!

It actually runs across the central and northern regions of Kalimdo, from the central axis to the vast land of thousands of kilometers along the western coast!

The mountains and ridges between the three places are like a butter knife, turning around and neatly cutting out the central part. Through the circular hole, you can clearly see the sparkling sea.

Any language is pale and powerless in front of such a wonder.

Angma stood there, her mind blank.

...

Tens of kilometers behind Angma, he retreated from the human base and watched the battle from afar, staring at everything in the distance, and was already stunned.

If they had not witnessed all this with their own eyes, they would have connected the earth in front of them with the Mount Hygar in their memory.

The spell destroyed half of Mount Haigal and completely changed the landform of this place. The shock brought them was far beyond the Arcmond, who had just defeated a group of demigods in an invincible manner, but was instantly destroyed by the attack of the spell.

"We...win!"

Finally someone came to his senses and asked hesitantly. The joy of regaining new life was quickly passed on to every human and orc, cheering everywhere, one wave higher than another.

"Did we... win? Where are those, those demons?"

Jaina stared at the "passage of destruction" in a daze and murmured to herself.

"Yes, we won, Ms. Gianna. All the demons were wiped out."

Thrall, who was supporting Drektar, answered Jaina's question, but his tone was very heavy no matter how he heard it. He looked at the night elves at the end of the team with empathy.

Just like nature that was severely damaged, the elements also whine, and Thrall could feel it.

While humans and orcs were cheering, the night elves could not be happy. No one cheered, and they all stood there blankly, looking at the destroyed homeland, with a very complicated expression.

Thrall saw that with his extremely brave and heroic posture, the courage to stand in the back of the rear, had won the respect of all the orcs, Tyrande, who was facing the violet earth, was kneeling on one knee, and tears poured out uncontrollably.

The home of the night elves was destroyed.

Thrall knew that for the night elves, this battle that took place in their generations of homes means far more than humans and orcs.

He couldn't help but sigh. All this was similar to the destruction of Delano that Drektar told him?

Although the essence is completely different, after all, the night elves are also suffering from the grief that orcs have experienced.

A bird of prey that flew from the sky fell beside Tyrande, and with the rising smoke, it turned into Malfurion.

The big druid gently hugged the sobbing lover, patted her back gently, and comforted silently.

Thrall noticed that the great night elf druid, who was extremely wise, turned around invisibly, and turned his head on his shoulder to the other side, but he himself faced the destruction distance.

Malfurion seemed to have used all his strength to control himself and not see the scene of destruction...

Saar took a deep breath.

To defeat the demon, you have to pay the price.

But it is often too heavy.
Chapter completed!