Arthas exhaled. The horse behind him was a night elf.
"Lista?"
A sentry who was familiar with this elf recognized the sentry captain who participated in the Battle of Ashenvale but disappeared during the retreat - Lista Morning Rain.
Tyrande looked at the safe Elf Sentinel, her face softened slightly, and she cast her gaze on Arthas, as if expecting him to give a qualified reason.
However, the person who spoke was not Alsace, but Captain Chenyu. She got off her horse and came to the priestess and archdruid. She lowered her head and said, "Priestess, what this human said... …It is indeed true that he killed a nathrezim with his own hands.”
After hearing this long word, Tyrande's eyes became complicated for a moment. She didn't know whether it was shock or disbelief. She was speechless for a few seconds, as if she was organizing her words.
"Are you sure? Lista?"
"I saw with my own eyes the ugly head of Nasrezim and I will never forget it in my life." Lista still lowered her head, but her voice was extremely firm.
Tyrande turned and looked at Malfurion. Malfurion nodded slightly. Tyrande understood what he meant and asked Arthas, "We will listen to you, but just Lista’s guarantee is not enough.”
It's not that Tyrande doesn't believe in Lista's character, she and Malfurion are both sure that Lista is not controlled by any magic, but they will treat any news from the devil with extreme caution.
Therefore, they do not trust the orcs who are involved with demons at all, and would rather pay some price to eliminate them completely, because the elves know very well that the fallen who have been tempted by demons are very likely to stab you in the back at a critical moment.
However, with the person holding the Dread Lord's head as a guarantee, Tyrande felt that it was not impossible to give appropriate trust.
The Dread Lords are often the vanguard officers of the Burning Legion. They are very good at playing tricks on mortals and playing tricks on those smart-alecks. When they come, they can always bring enough chaos to the world.
The most important thing is that they are extremely cunning and difficult to kill by mortals. If someone can get their heads, it will prove that the body of the Dread Lord has indeed been destroyed.
But what Tyrande and Malfurion didn't think about was that Arthas not only destroyed the bodies of Mal'Ganis and Balnazzar, he even accepted the souls of these two unlucky guys.
It can be said that the only remaining ones who are still loyal to the Burning Legion are the Dread Lords Tichondrius and Dethelock. The person they hate and fear the most in Azeroth is probably Arthas.
They didn't care at all about the life and death of Balnazar and Mal'Ganis. In the eyes of demons, losers were just useless trash, but the appearance of Arthas could be said to have disrupted their rhythm. So much so that he couldn't even successfully summon the legion of demons.
Fortunately, they are now regrouping in Kalimdor and using part of the legacy left by Ner'zhul, they have completed the initial construction of the portal. Although they cannot directly summon Archimonde to descend as they imagined, they can now It's just a matter of time.
Just as Arthas and the elves were trying to communicate, Felwood, not far from Ashenvale in the north, the only way to Mount Hyjal, the night elves' holy land, was being affected by some dark power.
In a secret holy land of night elf druids, the scarred corpses of dozens of druids lay on the green grass.
Their bodies were filled with disgusting dark green ulcers, and most of their limbs were incomplete. Even if some were still attached to their bodies, they showed weird distortions. It was obvious that they had endured heinous torture during their lifetimes.
Tichondrius leisurely took out the "treasures" guarded by these druids. They were not powerful artifacts or extremely evil and dangerous objects, but just an inconspicuous building. Wooden pile base.
The most powerful Dread Lord took time to place the orc skull, which was full of evil energy and evil thoughts, on the wooden stake. At the same time, he waved his hands, and green evil energy was drawn out from the skull one after another. And it was continuously fed into the wooden piles.
The inconspicuous wooden stake is like a tortured creature, its shape has become distorted and deformed. The wooden stake that was originally full of gentle meaning has turned into a strange wooden claw under the erosion of evil energy.
What's worse is that these corrupted energies follow the roots of the wooden piles that still remain in the ground, bit by bit eating away at the vitality of the surrounding forest and converting them into pure evil energy.
The corrupted power of the Skull of Gul'dan is like an irreversible plague. After the surrounding flowers, plants and trees are swept away by the evil energy, they wither and die in an instant, and a deadly evil aura spreads on the stamens and branches.
The forest is made up of trees that are connected together. They are extremely powerful. Even strong winds cannot destroy the entire forest. However, the nature of this connection is the fatal weakness of these ancient trees at this time.
They were used to receiving feedback and energy transmission from their companions, but they were polluted by evil energy without any reaction. Under the guidance of evil energy, large tracts of forests turned from vibrant to lifeless. The originally green and juicy grass blades have now become... It has become a poison that can kill any animal.
The ancient trees are not afraid of the erosion of time. They will become taller and more lush, but this also means that their thinking and reactions are not as fast as mortals. The night elves' forests are deteriorating at a terrifying speed. , becomes a paradise of death and malice.
Tichondrius admired his masterpiece with satisfaction.
——At first, the rate of forest degradation will be very slow, but as the evil energy spreads, the area of Felwood Forest is becoming more and more polluted. The pollution is like boulders rolling down from the top of the mountain. By the time the druids discover it, , it’s too late to stop it!
What shade they once enjoyed, what terrible pollution they now have to endure!
As for the animals, ancient trees and even elements that are contaminated by evil energy and become crazy, they are just inconspicuous victims in this ruthless evil energy plague. The real purpose of Tichondrius is to make peace with the dark night. The forest, where elves live in harmony with each other, completely betrays them.
After all the life in Felwood has been drained by evil energy and condensed into the most depraved and pure evil energy, it is the best time for them to use this power to return the Legion to this world.
With a wave of his hands, Tichondrius extracted all the souls of the druids and manipulated them to close the trees outside the source of the corruption and cover the road.
Those druids painfully helped their biggest enemy in life, destroying the forest they protected with their own hands. All kinds of resentment and hatred burst out, becoming the nourishment for the power of the Dread Lord.
"Ha... I'm really looking forward to the surprised looks on those elves when they see my masterpiece."
