The Emerald Dream, the dream of creation that was originally like a dream, has now become a black hell. The faceless and the nightmare army are constantly eroding the Emerald Dream, polluting the pure natural spirit, and destroying the future of Azeroth.

The tumultuous naked rocks of the hills, the dense jungle is ugly and dark, and the vast grasslands are opened by the nightmare army. A huge altar is built in the center, and the gods of the nightmare, the god of the thousand beards, and Nezas!

The ugly, rotten, and crazy nightmare army is like rotten sores on a strong body. If not cut out in time, it will sooner or later affect the entire body system.

"Kill me, and the armor will not be left!"

A halo floated under the feet of the horse's hooves of the Evil Mane War Horse. The halo of war trampling, the halo of frost, the halo of despair, the halo of death sucking, the halo of thorns slowly sucked on the body of the Death Knight, and then the waves of the halo spread out quickly, overlapping with the halo skills of other death knights, and fusing a halo of war beyond the two classes!

The Black Front Knights turned into an invincible arrow, like a cavalry battle formation, rushing towards the nightmare army hundreds of times its own without hesitation. The Jinben war horse stepped out of the flame-fire hooves and raised a spark of fire at the tail of the Black Front Knights.

The Death Knight rose and fell as he galloped, and the inscription spear in his hand showed a sharp and cold luster, as if it was mixed with the raging waves of golden swords and iron horses!

boom!

With close forces, the Death Knight cuts directly into the defense line of the Nightmare Army, as if a hot cutter cuts butter, and like a peerless sword cutting open paper!

The hand armor covering the five fingers grabbed the Mingfu spear tightly. After a charge, the spear tip was covered with strange nightmare monsters, with more than a dozen, and fewer than five or six.

Without hesitation, he threw down the Mingfu spear, pulled out the sadness of Frost with his backhand, and indifferently swung his sword to slash. Nightmare swung his weapons in vain to attack them, but he couldn't even break the armor. The inexplicable energy instead refracted the damage to crippling the nightmare!

The nightmare with black smoke sprayed from the ports of countless noses gathered from all directions like waves, constantly surrounding the Black Front Knights, launching suicide attacks without fear of death, and the bodies were spread layer after layer.

After the Black Knights charged, their horsepower was exhausted from slashing and stinging, and they had to slow down their reins. They were surrounded by the Nightmare Army and could not advance or retreat.

But that's not a problem. The Death Knight's energy is enough to destroy these millions of nightmare army, and they only need time.

Crossing the magnificent battlefield, Chu Ci and Nesario came to the huge altar several square meters sitting on the ground. The two small waves guarded the top of the altar and stared at each person and dragon.

King of Nightmare Harves, Governor Zornoz.

"The humble ants dare to offend Lord Nezas!" As a traitor among the upper elves, Harves completely surrendered to the ancient god's command, and was very good at continuing to survive as a dog.

"Noisy!" Chu Ci has never had a good temper for such a spy who betrayed his own race. He flashed and came directly to Harves.

Havis, who is more than three meters tall, and Chu Ci, who is 1.95 meters tall, stands together like the difference between humans and dwarfs. He is not an opponent of the same magnitude at all. However, in Havis's perception, he seems to feel the boundless fear of despair and fall into a nightmare that never wakes up!

In his eyes, Chu Ci slapped a palm lightly, and the black light turned into the simplest hand of a mage, strangling his throat.

Why! Harves wanted to escape and use various powerful arcane magic to resist, but the mage's hand flew over lightly, just like a thunderous mountain descending. The extreme pressure made him unable to move his fingers.

Bang!

Harves turned into a ball of meat, covered with black slabs.

Nesario was in a daze and seemed unable to believe it.

Is this dead?

In the eyes of the Black Dragon King, Harves is a level opponent who can fight with him for hundreds of rounds, but he can't survive one round under Chu Ci.

As the Wings of Death, Nesario vaguely remembered that Chu Ci's strength was barely over his head, and now

It's really too fast, this human in another world becomes stronger!

"Shadow stares!"

The governor, more than ten meters tall, no longer dared to underestimate Chu Ci. He did not say a word and launched a sneak attack. His eyes, who were not sure where he was, suddenly shot out the magical power of changing positions, and switched Chu Ci's position halfway to the shadow plane, forcibly locked Chu Ci's coordinates, closed his huge hands, condensed a purple light ball on his head, and shot towards Chu Ci in an instant!

"Void scattering!"

"Is it useful?" Chu Ci said half-sarcastically, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his hands were put on, allowing the purple light to hit him. The void shadow attack that could severely damage any druid or green dragon hit Chu Ci, and even didn't even shoot through his clothes.

Another palm, the governor, who had many skills that had not been released, also turned into a pool of meat paste.

Nasario transformed into a human, landed next to Chu Ci, looked at Chu Ci in a complicated way, and then began to observe the empty altar: "Where did you say Nezas hide?"

He didn't think Chu Ci could answer immediately, but he didn't expect Chu Ci to blurt out without thinking: "It's right under our feet."

"Under the feet?"

Nesario was startled and jumped into the air. His pupils ignited flames and looked into the inside of the altar through the black stone slab. He had the power of the earth and could see through the mountains, rivers and peaks. He could not even see through a small altar, which further showed that there was something tricky about the altar.

"Display it for me!"

Chu Ci waved his sleeves, the earth was trembling, and an ugly narrow gully appeared on the ground, and the altar built on it was also cracked in half, revealing a dark and deep gap, waiting for his arrival.

One person and one dragon directly threw themselves into the gap. Two hours later, the evil black fog that permeated the deepest part of the Emerald Dream gradually dissipated, without the pollution of the evil gods. Perhaps a hundred years or a thousand years, the Emerald Dream will sooner or later become calm and peaceful.

On the ground, the faceless man and the nightmare army that had lost command seemed to be on the way, launching a meaningless suicide attack on the standing Black Front Knights, which looked pitiful and sad.

There were five void seeds that had descended to Azeroth. Before Saratas had grown up, he was eaten by the other four ancient gods. The most powerful Yashaji was forcibly removed by Amansur, the father of the gods. The seven evil demons survived in Pandalia, and Chu Ci killed two more.

so

"The supplementary elements seem to be an experimental product flowing from Odur!" When Chu Ci thought of the Thousand-throated demon Yugesaron, he suddenly found that the place it sealed was extremely subtle. It was the laboratory of the Temple of the Temple of the Gods, and it had the power to create supplementary elements. In addition to the ancient gods, the great master who can release blood and blood curses, the Temple of the Temple of the Gods may also be a suspect.

The supplemental element may be really the antidote to the flesh and blood curse, but it is the antidote created by Titans!
Chapter completed!