The nightmare expulsion battle in the Emerald Dream is in full swing. Compared with the druids' tactics of "occupied first, then healed" by the Darling Dead, the tactics of the Dark Blade Dead are obviously simpler and more crude.

They pursued the strategy of "complete destruction" and did not think about spending time curing the land infected by nightmare. On the contrary, they were more willing to burn this land together with the corrosion on the earth. On the ground where all the twisted nightmare monsters were removed by the Dark Blade Legion, the necromancers burned the corroded trees and forests with flames, and completely burned the corrosion on the surface in a fire.

For those earth that had corroded deeply, the undead were more rude. They transported some diluted holy water, and used a steam-powered water to sprinkle the holy water rich in front of the nightmare with a steam-powered water, or even more simply ignite the earth with a special configuration of holy turbulent oil.

The ancient Knights of Ashes in Kurtiras were carried forward in a special way in this dreamland. Those sacred creatures that had great restraint on the power of darkness were used as weapons by a group of necromancers to attack another group of evil forces. I don’t know what the Ashes Knights who have dissipated in history would think when they see this scene.

Although the practice is rough, even the green dragons who flew over to guide the tactical directions for the undead had to admit that this rough practice can indeed destroy the area occupied by nightmare in a short period of time, but the price is that it will be destroyed together with all the ecological environment in this area. In the foreseeable future, the ecological reconstruction of the Emerald Dream will inevitably be a very difficult task.

In other words, in the following years, the Green Dragon Legion might have been really busy.

However, at this time, in the deepest part of the nightmare infection area, in the Nightmare Fortress, the Nightmare King Savis, who was supposed to command the Nightmare Army to capture cities and land, no longer cared about commanding this increasingly worse battlefield, because he himself also encountered some... trouble.

"Tear"

Five cold lights with dark blood flashed in the darkness, just like blades shining through the darkness. Savis, who had turned into the realm of the Nightmare King, let out a low cry of pain. On its body, which was full of muscles and nightmare demon patterns, a bloody wound appeared behind it. The scars scratched by the five sharp claws were deep and visible to the bones. While tearing open the body, it also took away a large piece of flesh and blood.

It was like being thrown into a terrifying blade storm.

Driven by pain, Savis swayed his twisted and deformed wildly, with his huge claws as big as a warhammer, trying to drive away the deadly beast hiding in the darkness in front of him.

In the darkness around him, the leopard-shaped druid Malfurio was like the deadliest killer. He walked quietly in the darkness. His dead black eyes were filled with a cold murderous intent, and it seemed that he could no longer see the soul of the peaceful druid.

Malfurion's form at this time is also a bit weird...

In the darkness, his black panther form seemed to have lost its entity because of his death transformation. Just like a light ghost, when moving in the darkness, the ghost-like black panther body will ripple a unique cold halo that only the soul has. On his four claws, there are cold and gloomy bone claws, like 20 sharp daggers wrapped around the cold death.

Death also changed him forever...

The life energy flowing in his body turned into death with withering and withering powers, but the Great Druid controlled this more lethal energy just as he had manipulated life. In his black eyes, he could clearly see that the hideous wounds he left on Savis' body could not heal at all.

The withering power of death is preventing the wound from healing... The cold death that seeps into it will make the scratched prey more painful...

But, isn't this better?

A gloomy smile flashed across the beast's face of the big druid in the leopard form. He quietly raised his claws. At the moment when his tail was swinging, Malfurion's agile body rushed out of the darkness like a sharp arrow, and his front paws intertwined into Savis' twisted and deformed abdomen, and his hind paws were lifted, like ten daggers unsheathed, stepping on Savis' raised arms.

"Tear"

The sound of flesh and blood being torn apart was so pleasant. As the blood full of nightmare splattered everywhere, Malfurion fell dexterously on the ground in front of Saves. He stared coldly at the angry Nightmare King in front of him. He raised his paws, licked the blood on his paws, and then showed a disgusting expression.

"Is this the power your master gives you? It's just that..."

Malfurion's disdainful voice completely angered the Nightmare King at this moment.

It’s not that the Nightmare King is so loyal to his master. The reason for his anger is more because of his former hatred and Malfurion. Ten thousand years ago, Saves was the chief magician of Queen Azshara. He almost held the power of the Elf Empire second only to Queen Azshara, but this guy hid his endless and twisted love for Queen Azshara in his heart, and he longed for Queen.

In order to please the Queen's favor, Savis put all his wisdom into the Queen's "career", which means opening the portal for the Queen to collude with the Burning Legion in Azeroth.

He once arrogantly declared in the hall of King Azshara that he would use the power of the Well of Eternity to turn into flames that burn the world, clear away all inferior races in his eyes, and create a perfect paradise for his beloved Queen Azshara.

Of course, no one knows whether this is his real idea or a lie...

But Savis finally succeeded, and he opened a demonic portal for Azshara, and because of his loyalty, hard work and talent, a certain existence outside the world noticed him, which also changed Savis's life, or rather, it was the beginning of Savis's life disaster.

He loyally tried to get rid of the lords who disobeyed orders for the Queen, but in an action, he met the Storm Brothers and Tyrande who were resisting the demons at that time. At that time, Savrius did not realize that Malfurio was in control of the power of the mysterious Emerald Dream. In underestimating the enemy, Savrius was killed by Malfurio.

But everything Savis did for the Burning Legion and his Queen made the Dark Titan appreciate it, so the dark god gave Savis a new power, and the evil power flowed all over his body, twisting the dead upper elves into a semi-demonic form, and he became the first Sartre demon of Azeroth.

Savis, who had obtained new power, resented his failure, and he even more hated the killing of Malfurio. So he ordered his followers to take Tyrande hostage, and it was hard to say what he was going to do, but at the critical moment, Malfurio and Santis arrived, and in the melee, Saves was shot into the body by Santis, and Malfurio took this opportunity to put a variety of oak into Saves' body.

Perhaps because of the threat of his beloved Tyrande, it was one of the few times that Malfurion was truly dizzy by anger. He did not kill the evil Sartre. Instead, he drove the seeds in Savis' body to sprout, destroying Savis' body with a cruel and terrifying force, imprisoning his demon soul forever in the growing oak tree.

This is Malfurion's punishment to Savis... However, in the subsequent explosion of the Well of Eternity, the oak tree sealed with Savis was washed into the endless deep sea, and in the sea of ​​light, Savis opened up his new destiny.

These encounters have made Savis' hatred of Malfurio reach an extreme...and this anger and hatred will also affect his thinking.

"Shut up! Ant! When you speak next time, you should wail!"

Faced with Malfurio's provocation, old hatreds surged into his heart. Saves roared and called for more nightmare power to pour into his body. The body that was dissatisfied with the scars quickly expanded. The already twisted body of Sartre became larger and bloated under the support of the nightmare, which also made Saves' body stronger, but strangely, the only one who became more robust...

His lower body still looked like Sartre, which caused Savis to become a little head-heavy after the "second transformation". On his muscles like a monster, the dark red magic pattern belonging to the nightmare kept shining. On his claws, the corroded vines rotated and twisted, turning into two claws that were like black and red steel, dotted with the nightmare crystal.

Savis' face became even more ugly, the demonic horns on his forehead continued to stretch, and his bright red tongue continued to grow, like a flesh-and-blooded whip, but from a distance, this guy looked more like a terrifying and funny hanged man.

"Bang"

The sparks bursting from the power of nightmare were bouncing at Saves' fingertips, feeling the power from Enzos. Saves moved his body, his eyes filled with anger staring at Malfurio.

"What a shameless prisoner!"

"boom"

The entire Nightmare Fortress became shaky between the outbreak of Savis' power. Just like a big earthquake, Savis waved the terrifying nightmare power and smashed it hard at Malfurion in front of him. He roared:

"Even my echoes! It's enough to crush you!"

"Bang"

A shocking power collision, the terrifying nightmare power that was enough to tear apart the dragon's body, exploded, completely destroyed the solid fortress with just one blow. In the ruins of bricks and stones, Savis's crazy laughter also echoed on this battlefield:

"Do you think I'll forget that seed?"

"Do you think I will forget the humiliation and pain you brought to me?"

"You poor man... I said, I will make your Tyrande..."

"Enough!"

Malfurion's low voice rushed up in the ruins, interrupting Savis' fantasy. In the swaying of the ruins, a terrifying black creature waved its cold fists and completely woke Savis up who was immersed in the illusion.

Before him, a cold substantial death storm lingered outside Malfurion's bear form, but the bear was not in an ordinary posture.

On the contrary, it was like a bear man, but more like a violent gorilla, supporting its huge body with its muscle-burning arms, and its reflexive legs on the ground. Malfurion's iconic antlers were shaking, the body of the dead bear man stretched, and his silent eyes stared at Savis in front of him.

"No, before my eyes... mention, that name!!!"

"You! Not worthy!"

"Clang"

The endless brute force given by endless death echoed in the arms of Malfurion's bear man. The moment he waved his arms, all the cold power gathered on his fists. As Saves's eyes widened, the clenched, Goron-like giant fist hit the head of the Nightmare King hard.

It was like a terrible war hammer bombardment, causing Savis' huge body to be smashed into the ruined battlefield.

"Bang"

Malfurion's fist was like a cannonball, constantly hitting the body of the struggling Savis. Every punch fell, it would cause a tremor of the earth in the ruins of the fortress. Terion's personal transformation gave Malfurion the purest power of death. Now, he has turned the curse of death into his own power!

The roar of this terrifying death bear man who was almost about to tear apart the earth resounded under this nightmare sky. The extremely arrogant power was enough to make this plane feel pain.

"Saves... stand up!"

"Continue...beating!"

"Clang"

The Death Bear Man, who was dominated by rage, stretched out his claws and tightly grabbed Savis's demon long horn. As the muscles of his arms moved, the strong black demon horn was pulled out of his skull and threw it aside like throwing garbage.

Then the dark red winged limbs that were crept from the power of the nightmare behind Savis were also torn off from his body by the violent Malfurio. Savis wanted to fight back frantically, but every time he waved his claws to repel Malfurio, he received the more ruthless and crazy hammering of the increasingly furious bear man.

The bones were broken and the flesh was flying everywhere. There was no trace of pity in Malfurion's black eyes, and replaced by endless cold murderous intent.

Where is this a druid?

This is clearly a violent beast that has completely lost its mind... The name Tyrande probably hits the real taboo in Malfurion's heart.

An indescribable fear arose in Savis' heart... He was about to be beaten to death by Malfurion who returned from death...

"ah!"

A familiar pain rose in Savis' body. The Nightmare King, who was beaten crazy, could feel something absorbing flesh and blood in his body and trying to take root and sprout...

"Is it painful? Are you familiar?"

Malfurion's voice without any emotion rang in Saves's ears:

"Terion called me a polluter...He gave me new power, and now you're going to taste it!"

"The cycle of life that belongs to you is over...it will start to rot!"

"Puff puff puff puff"

In the strange explosion of flesh and blood, in the wounds scratched by Malfurio, a touch of black and weird vines flipped out of Savis' flesh and blood. Savis could feel that his life was being absorbed madly. In just ten seconds, his twisted and cursed figure was completely wrapped by the black vines, like a terrifying giant tree that was taking root and sprouting.

Ten thousand years later, he was once again defeated by Malfurion in the same way.

What a shame!
Chapter completed!