No one knows...

"No! No!"

Every night elf driving a hippogryph seemed to be going crazy at this moment, driving the hippogryph to fly in the direction of the burning World Tree. On the ground, those who followed General Ryan Wolfwalker temporarily escaped from the darkness.

The elf soldiers pursued by the undead blades also rushed back to their holy land as quickly as possible on the ground.

These lazy elves seemed to have gone crazy at this moment. They no longer had any grace or grace. Each one of them howled like the craziest orcs.

"quick!"

In the night sky, Illidan spread his demonic wings and sprinted forward in the cold wind filled with the cold breath of death. Behind him, Tyrande and the weak Malfurion riding on the hippogryph were almost hoarse.

Urging the hippogryph that carried them, the Archdruid had witnessed the World Tree being planted, and he had seen with his own eyes how the fate of Kaldorei was tightly tied to the World Tree.

It can be said that the Night Elf race is inseparable from the World Tree. Once it is completely burned down here, the Night Elf civilization that has been stable for 10,000 years will be completely finished...

"Wow"

Illidan "saw" from a distance that under the burning World Tree, the Kaldorei town was completely razed by the frantic energy. In his ghostly vision, he could clearly sense a silent and cold black hole.

The same existence was standing quietly under the burning World Tree, seemingly waiting for their arrival.

It seemed that he was preparing to invite them to attend this grand dinner where civilization collapsed.

The demon hunter retracted his wings and fell into the night sky below like an arrow from the string, finally landing on the devastated land. Behind him, the huge hippogryph flapped its wings and landed on the ground. Tyrande supported him.

Malfurion walked up to Illidan with dull eyes.

"Bang"

The weak Arch Druid knelt on the ground. He saw the World Tree in front of him that had been completely ignited. The temperatureless flame was destroying the main trunk of the World Tree. The sneaky power was also completely destroying the World Tree.

A sacred object containing endless life energy.

"Why?"

Malfurion raised his head. Under his eyes, the shocking blood and tears represented the unspeakable grief and despair in the Archdruid's heart. He stared at Tyrion sitting in front of him on an old wicker chair.

.Blade of Dawn, he asked hoarsely:

"We didn't provoke you! We weren't hostile to you at all! Why!"

"What why?"

Tyrion, who was wearing a tattered black swordsman's robe, crossed his fingers and put them on his chest, and asked doubtfully:

"Am I not the great devil who destroys the world? If I were the great devil, wouldn't it be natural for me to do such a thing?"

"If you have to give me a reason... I wanted to do it, so I did it... But then again, I don't need to explain this to you. You won't understand it anyway. Maybe you

I don’t want to hear it either…”

As he spoke, the great lord looked behind the three night elves at the angry night elves coming from all over the place. The anger carried by these elves made him a little bored, and he flicked his fingers:

"You brought these bastards here with an angry face, how come..."
Chapter completed!