"Tuk Tuk"
There was a knock on the door, and Astalia trotted to the door. She looked out through the window on the wooden door, but she only saw two unknown elf women.
"Who are you looking for?" The elf girl opened the door and looked at the stranger in front of her with some confusion.
Shandris glanced at Isendre behind him and introduced himself, "I am Shandris Feathermoon, Sentinel——"
"Shandis... Feathermoon?! Oh my god, Elune, are you really Shandis Feathermoon, the general of the Sentinel Force?!" The girl looked very frightened. Of course she had heard of Shandis Feathermoon. Yuyue's name carries considerable weight among the night elves.
Shandis saw Astalia in front of her who was like a little fan girl, and sighed secretly in her heart. She shouldn't have come to contact Layala and her daughter. Their identities were too sensitive during this period. If this happened If Fandral knew about it, who knows what kind of uproar it would cause.
However, Arthas insisted on coming to take a look, but he suddenly disappeared. Shandris had to go to Layala's house with Isendre first.
Lyara happened to be not at home at the moment, and Astalia didn't think much and let the two of them into the house directly - no night elf would stop the legendary general of the Sentinel Force who came to visit.
After the two entered the wooden house and sat down in the living room, Astalia happily went to prepare tea for the two guests, leaving Shandris and Isendre looking at each other.
"Is she Vastain's child?" Isendre asked - almost everyone knows the story of Staghelm's family, and the Green Dragon Legion, which is closely related to the druids, is no exception.
Although Isendre has not seen Valstann in person, he has heard about this brave and strong night elf.
Shandis nodded and looked at Astalia's busy back in the kitchen with some melancholy, "She is very similar to her father. With the moon god above, she was not defeated by the pain of losing her father."
Isendre looked around. The cabin was very simple in layout, without any gorgeous furniture or decorations. It was no different from other night elf cabins.
"I don't sense any corruption or evil here."
The green dragon looked back at Shandris. Even though her eyes were blocked by strips of cloth, she could still "see" everything in the world clearly.
"It's best... Layara and Astalia are Fandral's last family ties. If Fandral really degenerates and brings filth back to his granddaughter's home, then this great gentleman I can't even imagine what horrible things Rui will do." Shandis still had a little worry hidden in her eyes, because Layala was not at home yet and could not confirm the status of Valstann's widow.
Isendre deeply agreed. She recalled her three Green Dragon Legion companions who were as close as brothers. They fell under the corruption of the nightmare and became the lackeys of the corrupt power. "I don't want the former hero to become a A monster that can even kill relatives and siblings wantonly..."
The chat between the two did not last long. When Astalia returned to the living room with tea and snacks, they tacitly stopped talking. At this moment, the door of the wooden house was pushed open again, and both of them came together. Look out the door.
"Talia, I'm back."
"Mother!"
The hostess who was about to enter the house was about to call her daughter, but her expression froze when she saw an apologetic Shandis.
…
Outside Astrana, in the quiet Elf Cemetery, Arthas walked through the tombstones and finally stopped in front of a very conspicuous tomb.
"The tomb of Valstann Staghelm, may nature bless his soul forever."
He shook his head gently, "Of course I didn't protect you, nor did I protect your family. The nightmare still found your father... Haha, it's so ironic. The hero who once fought against the power of the ancient god has now become the lackey of the ancient god. Chess piece, you died on the battlefield and became Xavius's tool to bewitch your father."
"Did you hear me? Staghelm."
After a brief silence, there was a sound.
"Who are you and why do you want to disturb the sleep of the souls here!"
A transparent vision appeared on Valstann's grave, scolding Arthas for disturbing the dead's sleep.
"Interesting..." Arthas stared at Valstann's "soul", half-smiling, "Should I call you Valstann, or should I call you Xavius? Well, what do you think, King of Nightmares?" "
Valstann looked confused and irritable at the same time, "What are you talking about? This is the resting place of the Kaldorei. How could a blasphemer like you break in? Leave quickly so that we can forgive you." offense!"
As soon as the elf soul finished speaking, a fallen sword exuding frost and cold air was pointed at his chest. Arthas spoke coldly, "You are trying to pretend to be a soul to deceive the monarch of the dead? Xavius, don't No more of this ridiculous farce.”
Vastanen's expression changed again and again. His original face changed at a strange speed and became distorted. A dark black energy with hidden malice gradually spread to his whole body.
"Lich King...why are you here?"
Xavius' face was very ugly. He realized that his transformed Valstann was being targeted by a powerful being. He immediately projected his consciousness here, only to find that he was not in Teldrassil, but in Ashenvale. In the forest.
And when he saw Alsace in front of him, his expression was as ugly as if he had eaten a cockroach.
The death of Yogg-Saron has been wailed in the Ancient God's exclusive "communication channel" for a while. The screams of the Ancient God are not often heard, but not every Ancient God can enjoy the treatment of being washed away by the River Styx. Now all the ancient gods and high-level creatures on the void side of Azeroth know that Yogg-Saron's soul has been washed away, leaving only an active body for people to use.
If this had been during the Dark Empire, N'zoth and C'Thun would have laughed so hard that they would have eaten Yogg-Saron's body long ago. But now they are imprisoned in a cage, Yogg-Saron Saron was killed, will it be their turn soon?
That's why they were so anxious to implement the plan. Xavius, who originally planned to further corrupt the dream, was forced to do nothing and detonated the nightmare in the Emerald Dream in advance, although it still caused huge trouble to the druids and the Green Dragon Legion. , but it was much lower than the level of the Emerald Nightmare he imagined.
In order to further complete his plan, he set his sights on the World Tree of the Night Elves. Back then, Yogg-Saron polluted Andrassil and created the prototype of the Emerald Nightmare. Now he also plans to imitate Yogg-Saron's "great achievements" ", turning Teldrassil into a hotbed of corruption, which not only severely damaged the night elves, but also further released the power of the ancient gods.
In fact, from the beginning, the best way was to lure Malfurion to fall, but this task was too difficult. If Malfurion hadn't gone crazy and set foot in the core of the nightmare, then Xavius Even if you try your best, don't throw dirty water on Malfurion.
So Xavius settled for the next best thing and chose Malfurion's apprentice, the current archdruid Fandral Staghelm. This druid is perfect in terms of personal qualities and has almost no bad habits, but But he has a fatal weakness, that is, he is obsessed with the death of his son.
Xavius "made good use of" this weakness and created the phantom of Valstann to confuse Fandral and lead him step by step to the other side of madness. In order to make his fictional "Vastann" more real, he There was even a soul-like phantom specially maintained on Vastann's graveyard. This way, even if Fandral had doubts and went to Ashenvale to confirm it in person, it would only strengthen his own point of view.
However, the plan went more smoothly than he imagined. His son's death dug a deep chasm in Fandral's heart, and anyone who tried to approach it would see the dark abyss within.
Xavius was ecstatic about this. He controlled Fandral almost effortlessly. Although he had not yet made Fandral obey his words, that day was not far away.
So while easily deceiving Fandral, he set his sights on the Green Dragon Legion. In order to eliminate the obstacles to the spread of nightmares, he chose to launch an attack on the Green Dragon Legion. Ysera the Sleeper was the first to be attacked, which also made the Green Dragon Legion The dragons were passive from the beginning.
But he didn't expect that Arthas, who had just killed Yogg-Saron, would appear next to one of his illusions and point Frostmourne at his transformed fake body.
Xavius knew that his cunning tricks could not be hidden from Alsace, the undead monarch, so his first reaction was to cut off the connection with this fake body and escape into the nightmare.
But how could Arthas let him succeed? Before Xavius could make the next move, Frostmourne's blade stabbed him through. Xavius was horrified to find that part of his consciousness was Frozen in the current fake body, unable to escape or self-destruct.
"You can't do this to me, you will regret it!"
Xavius could only issue weak threats, but Arthas didn't care. He just asked, "Give me Valstann's true soul, and I will consider letting go of your will."
"Vastann?! His soul has dissipated long ago, how can I give it to you!"
"Don't cheat, Xavius. You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me. The reason why Fandral believed in your fake body so easily is because you used the aura contaminated with Valstann's true soul. You must know him. Where is it?" Alsace's voice was a bit colder, followed by the fact that the power of the magic sword was gradually increasing.
The heart-breaking cold spread throughout his body. Even though he was only a conscious body, Xavius still felt that the cold cold was eroding his life bit by bit. What frightened him even more was that he discovered that Alsace's power was following him and him. The connection with the real body surges toward the real body hiding in the nightmare.
This is impossible!
Xavius really wanted to reject this possibility, but he simply couldn't afford to gamble, because once his body was injured, it would be difficult for him to maintain the balance that he had finally managed to compete with the Green Dragon Legion and the Dream Guardian. The consequences of this imbalance would be serious. It's something Xavius can't afford.
After a brief decision, Xavius exclaimed, "He is sleeping peacefully in a dream, but there is some kind of power protecting him in a very deep place. I can't directly steal his soul, so I took it and tainted it." The breath of his soul serves as camouflage.”
"Thank you, idiot."
Alsace's left hand that was not holding the sword was held empty. Xavius' consciousness was instantly covered with white frost and shattered into pieces. Along with the wail of Xavius's shadow, part of the Nightmare King's consciousness was permanently erased. remove.
Xavius, who was hiding in the nightmare, felt as if his brain had been hit hard and he was in a trance. However, the disappearance of his consciousness prevented him from getting any useful information. He could only choose to immediately retract the core of Erin's rift and suppress other activities of the conscious body.
He knew that he was being targeted by a terrifying existence, but he didn't know who it was. It might even be his current boss of the Ancient God. Xavius, who didn't dare to take risks, even gave up several of the monsters that had been captured by the Nightmare. At the dream node, the dream guardians who were still struggling to contend with the enemy suddenly felt the pressure drop sharply.
"What happened, Grand Master!"
Malfurion cleared away the nightmare thorns that were growing wildly in front of him, and quickly rushed to Cenarion's side.
"I don't know, but the activity of nightmares has weakened. This is an opportunity, Malfurion, we have to eliminate them completely." Cenarion's soul shook his head slightly. He didn't know what happened, he only knew that nightmares The power is gradually declining.
Malfurion was a little worried about the attack plan, "Could this be another trick of Xavius to attract us to attack rashly and fall into his trap?"
His analysis was reasonable, and Cenarion changed his mind. "Then first clean up the nightmares near important nodes and be careful of their counterattack. I still want to lead the team to explore forward, at least to confirm that the nightmares are showing weakness to the enemy." I am still really powerless. ”
Malfurion therefore stayed behind to guard and remove the existing corrosion. Soon, a slightly surprised shout made Malfurion froze in place.
"Finally found you, Malfurion!"
"Tylande?" Malfurion couldn't believe his eyes. "Why are you in the dream... Broll, Hamuul? Did you bring her in?"
"I asked them to take me into a dream, Malfurion. Something bad has happened within the Kaldorei. I'm here to inform you about it."
Malfurion had a troubled expression on his face. His people were obviously in trouble, but Dreamland also needed him. No matter which side he was absent from, it was not a good thing. "Huh... Tyrande, what happened?" As you have seen, the Emerald Dream is now eroded by nightmares. I may not be able to-"
"Malfurion, you idiot, have you never thought about why you appear in the core area of this dream?"
Tyrande reminded her lover aloud that she was really afraid that one day Malfurion would sleep and drowse herself.
This sentence made Malfurion wake up from a dream. His mind became much more active from the resting state in the dream, and he suddenly recalled the situation before he fell into the dream.
"I should have been sleeping in the beast's den, why would I..."
Without saying anything else, Broll took out an ear of wheat and handed it to Malfurion's hand.
Malfurion took the ears of wheat and recognized the origin of the wheat ears with just a glance, "Morning wheat... Well, the quality is not bad, show me this... Could it be that I have been cursed by someone using morning wheat? "
"Indeed, Archdruid, and this person is very likely to be your student... Fandral Staghelm."
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