"Although I don't think I need a special reminder, I will say one thing. You may not have any experience in fighting the void creatures. I have directly or indirectly contacted four ancient gods. I will teach you a way to stick to your heart and use beautiful memories as weapons. Varian, if you see your dead queen, please remember that she is not here, she has already slept and cannot appear in the Emerald Dream."

Vanessa's appearance as an old driver reminded several people that this matter must be vaccinated in advance. Strictly speaking, Varian's queen died because of the Difia Brotherhood inciting riots, which is another confusing account.

After giving the information to pay attention to, Browl Bearskin took the lead, Varian and Big White Legs defended his left and right wings, Tyrande walked in the middle, Vanessa's palace closed the door, and the five secretly went to the depths of the Emerald Dream.

Tyrande's profession is Priestess of the Moon, a mixed profession of priests and hunters. At this time, she was carrying a bow and arrow, holding the moon blade in her hand, and after entering the dream, she looked around intently.

Dreams are corroded into nightmare, which is reflected in the material world. Smart lives will have nightmares all the time, and in severe cases, they will even be unable to wake up, and it will be even more serious in the dreams.

Like clay, shadow creatures mixed with many negative emotions and will only swallow madly come out from all directions. They have no fixed shape and rely entirely on instinct to act.

One of the five of them is a wild druid, one is a weapon warfare, one is a thief, and one is a priestess. The first three are not magical systems, and the latter one is more often a treatment.

The task of clearing the scene can only be handed over to Vanessa.

Still mixed with flames in the power of the earth, the yellow sand flying all over the sky appeared in a bright red emerald nightmare, and the quicksand roared past, sweeping away the shadow creatures around.

The next moment Vanessa shouted: "Remove! This thing is too many!"

She didn't see clearly how many there were, but only knew the boundless direction of the entrance of several people, and was filled with shadow creatures with wide mouths and squirming forward using their bodies.

The few people did not dare to neglect. Broll Bearskin took the lead in opening the way. They rushed all the way, drawing out weapons from time to time to fight. With the powerful combat power of the few people, they forced a bloody path under the heavy siege.

"Bah! It's so stinking. This is the emerald dream that you druids talk about every day? What a hell." Big white legs wiped his dagger, muttering quietly while wiping.

Varian shook his head gently at her and signaled to whisper.

There were two druids at the scene, and the other one was the druid's relatives. Are you not afraid of being beaten when you point at the monk like this?

The big white legs hurriedly shrank their necks, and the two and a half druids pretended not to hear them.

At this time, they hid in a place that seemed like a valley to rest, and by the way they studied where to rescue Malfurio.

The two physics professions sharpen their knives and chat while the three mages discuss the next journey.

Vanessa first left herself out: "I have been a druid for a short time, Lordaeron is busy with state affairs, and I don't have time to explore the Emerald Dream carefully."

"Since Ainasa's death, I have never entered the Emerald Dream again." Broll Bearskin said sadly.

Tyrande's tone was a bit dry: "...I came here last time, ten thousand years ago..."

The three of them looked at each other and found that they were not familiar with the Emerald Dream.

"Haha! You guys - wuwu!?" Big white legs wanted to laugh, and Varian hurriedly covered her mouth. It was okay to joke with Broll Bear Skin. Now that there are outsiders present, you can't joke around.

Vanessa had to ask Tyrande: "I think Malfurion will definitely leave you some tips in your dreams, and you can sense them carefully."

Tyrande shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, my heart is very confused and I can't listen carefully."

Vanessa waved her hand: "Don't listen, let's use the elimination method. You can sense my left hand first, extend your mental power in this direction, try it, don't react at all? Then try my right hand..."

After repeated trial and error, comparing the intensity of the call, the two serious druids felt the direction of Tyrande's call, and determined whether the natural force over there belonged to Malfurio.

The three of them quickly determined a direction. The few obeyed the majority and became the two physical professions of fighting machines could not distinguish the power of nature. They just felt that this blood-red world was very dangerous and kept urging them to set off quickly.

The jade dream seems to be a dream, but it is not actually a dream. It is not so much a dream of mortals as it is Azeroth's dream. Even if it encounters corrosion and turns into an emerald nightmare, some basic characteristics cannot be changed.

Vanessa used yellow sand to create a platform, and supported several people to fly at high speed, flying in the direction they sensed.

"Hide!" Tyrande suddenly shouted.

Even though he did not see the enemy in his sight, Vanessa put a few people on the ground, hiding behind a twisted and deformed blood-red oak tree.

Not long after, a giant dragon with grayish white skin flew past the sky like a rotten wood.

The dragon went back and forth in the sky several times, as if looking for their traces. The dim eyes kept searching nearby, and then she suddenly looked at the oak tree where the five people were hiding.

Something helpless happened. Vanessa could sneak, and Valilla could sneak. The two night elves had the talent to sneak. Only a lonely plate-armored warrior like King Val was poked there. His kingly demeanor and big body were extremely obvious in a nightmare and could not even hide it.

"Guys, I think that guy seems to have discovered us?" King Wa pulled out his magical sword, Salamani, and said with great fighting spirit.

Vanessa corrected her words: "I discovered you! Forget it... Let's fight! That's the oldest green dragon, Nisandra!"

What Nisandra appeared in front of the people was just an image of the past. He also suffered from the erosion of his dreams. Now his body and soul were in a certain illusion. He thought he was still guarding the Emerald Dream. The guys appearing in front of him were corrupt creatures in the dreams, and he needed to destroy them.

The corrosive dragon breathed at them in one breath. In his fantasy, he felt that his breath was still a normal green dragon with decomposition flame.

In fact, what he vomited was poisonous insects, various scorpions, millipede insects, and maggots, flying all over the sky, spraying at several people like it was raining.
Chapter completed!