Winterspring Valley is located in the northeast of the holy land of Mount Hyjal. It is covered with ice and snow all year round, and the air is fresh and cool...
Back then, the World Tree stood on the top of Mount Hyjal, and its roots extended all the way to Winterspring Valley hundreds of miles away. These thick and gnarled roots occasionally leaked out of the ground, twining and towering into the sky, like a writhing dragon.
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Elves and goblins live on this frozen land all year round, coexisting peacefully with the chimeras and polar bears that inhabit the forest.
It was an ordinary morning in Winter Spring Valley. The weak sunlight shone on the snow and glaciers, reflecting pale light. There were occasional chirping birds in the forest, and everything seemed peaceful and peaceful.
But not long after, a hoarse roar suddenly came from the distant mountain peaks, and then a group of elven archers wearing leather armor rushed out of the forest like a group of cunning rabbits and headed straight for Winterspring Valley.
The few birds in the Winter Spring Valley were frightened and flew up one after another. Those uninvited guests quickly rushed to the entrance of the valley. They all suffered more or less injuries on their bodies, and their leather armor was damaged in many places. They looked like they were defeated.
"Don't run in. This is Winterspring Valley. Fifty miles ahead is the Holy Land. There is a magic barrier there. These are extraordinary times. They can't open the barrier and let us pass. If we continue to escape in, we will die."
A male elf holding a longbow said hastily that he was the vice-captain of the team.
Everyone stopped when they heard what the male elf said, and many people showed expressions of despair and bewilderment.
"Then what should we do? We can use the terrain to hide when we enter Winterspring Valley. If we run on the plains, sooner or later we will be overtaken by those disgusting things!" An elf girl who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old said while looking behind her.
There was an anxious look on his face.
There are about twenty elf archers in this team, seven of them are women, and they all look to be between seventeen or eighteen to twenty-two or three years old. The rest of the male elves are mostly young people.
Most of these elven archers are less than level 10 as warriors. Only their deputy captain and an older-looking male elf have reached level 12. There is also a green-haired druid who has broken through to level 12.
He has reached the professional warrior bottleneck and reached the level of a professional hero. He is obviously the leader of this team of elves.
The elves all looked at the old druid. He was the elder of the clan. He was second only to the clan leader in terms of prestige and strength. In the minds of the young elves, he was an absolutely authoritative and powerful being.
The elder felt desperate when he saw this scene, but on the surface he was still calm. He said: "Enter Winterspring Valley first. It's best to find a hidden place to hide. If not, we will fight to the death. Let's fight to the death."
We cannot lose the glory of the tribe."
He didn't even believe what the elder said. Those natural disaster monsters had a keener sense of smell than dogs for the smell of living people. It was a fool's errand to hide them under their noses.
When the young elves heard what the elders said, they felt a sense of fear and despair. After all, they were young and had too much nostalgia for life.
At this moment, a shrill roar came from the distant sky, and a strange black bird broke through the clouds and flew over at an astonishing speed.
The expression of the old druid changed drastically, "Oops, it's the Obsidian Destroyer!"
The Obsidian Destroyer is equivalent to a third-level powerhouse, which is comparable to low-level legendary heroes. The Druid Elder has just reached the level of a professional hero, and is much worse than the first-level powerhouse. If he fights against the Obsidian Destroyer,
It's basically trying to beat an egg against a stone, with no chance of winning.
The Obsidian Destroyer had a strange speed. In the blink of an eye, it had flown in front of the elves, blocking their way. At this moment, the distant forest also heard a roar of "creeping", and hundreds of ghouls were drooping.
The long tongues ran over wildly, followed by several abominations. Their fat bodies ran like rolling meat balls, and the whole land was filled with flying sand and rocks.
With interceptions in front and pursuers behind them, this group of elves was already in dire straits. The faces of several girls turned pale when they thought about the horrific scene of their skin being eaten away by those disgusting ghouls.
The old Druid stretched out his old hand as old as dry tree bark, tremblingly pulled out his staff and pointed it at the Obsidian Destroyer, gritting his teeth and said: "Bruce, you lead them into the valley, and I will drag this black bird."
The deputy captain named Blue was shocked after hearing this. He knew that the elder was preparing to sacrifice himself, but in this case, even if the elder sacrificed himself, he could not save the lives of the tribe. Thinking of the look of determination on Blue's face, he
Said: "Elder, if I don't leave, I will fight these beasts here!".
Another level 12 male elf in the team also said: "I won't leave either. It will be a waste of my life to see a legendary hero-level monster before I die!" He could still say such a heroic thing in this situation.
He is obviously a brave warrior at ordinary times.
The elder had a complicated look on his face. He wanted to say something more but in the end he just sighed and acquiesced in allowing them to stay.
"What about you?" The elder turned to the other elves. In this case, if you separate and run away, you will die faster.
Several female elves almost cried. Before they could answer, the ghouls had already rushed within a hundred meters. At their speed, the distance of 100 meters was only a matter of seconds. They saw that this team of elves was about to become nothing but meat.
Broken bones, but at this moment there was a sudden sound of breaking wind in the air, and a graceful figure appeared directly in front of the ghoul team.
The ghouls and the elf team were stunned when they saw the figure appearing out of thin air. Before they had time to understand the situation, they heard a shrill scream, and then countless sound waves visible to the naked eye were emitted from the black figure.
He rushed towards the ghoul army without covering his ears, and a sound wave corresponded to a ghoul, no more, no less.
Only "puffing" explosions were heard one after another, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of ghouls were shattered into powder by the sound waves, and they were wiped out before they could even scream.
The sudden situation completely stunned the elf team. The ghoul army that was so menacing a second ago turned into a pile of powder and dispersed in the wind in the blink of an eye. This made them unable to believe what was happening in front of them.
After the dust settled, Elder Druid finally saw the mysterious person who had taken action. She was a woman with excessively long hair. Her strength was so powerful that it made people fearful. I am afraid that the elders in the Holy Land were no more than this.
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At this time, the Obsidian Destroyer behind the elf team let out an angry roar, and the elf team woke up from their dreams. They almost forgot that there was an enemy behind them.
When they were about to turn around to face the enemy, they heard a strange noise, and a black light flew over everyone's heads, directly penetrating the body of the Obsidian Destroyer. After the big black bird, which was equivalent to the legendary hero in everyone's eyes, was hit
It just flapped its wings twice before falling to the ground, and then became motionless.
Dead...dead?"
Blue stared at the breathless Obsidian Destroyer in shock, unable to believe that such a powerful monster died so easily.
"Yes... he is dead." Elder Druid's Adam's apple twitched hard. Although his perception was weak, it was easy to check whether the monster close at hand was dead or alive.
After receiving the elder's affirmative answer, all the elves looked at each other, forgetting the joy of the rest of their lives. Is this woman still a human? Legend has it that a hero-level monster was killed in one blow.
At this time, the woman had already walked behind the elves, "Everyone, my master has something to ask you."
The elves were startled and turned around hurriedly, with expressions of respect and fear on their faces. The elder Druid was so frightened that he did not even dare to raise his head. However, a few elven girls looked at the people in front of them curiously.
Only then did I realize that at some point, a man appeared next to the woman in black.
The man was not ugly, but he looked very ordinary among the elves who were full of handsome men and beautiful women, especially his messy hair, which was like a bush, and his beard was also uneven, as if he had been shaved twice randomly with a knife.
This slovenly man is actually the master of this ridiculously powerful woman, so how powerful can he be? Could he be the legendary demigod?
Thinking of this, the girls looked at Gu Nansheng intently, as if they wanted to put a smile on his face.
The elder Druid said respectfully: "Thank you two masters for saving your life. The Nashi tribe is deeply grateful. If you have any questions, please ask the masters. I will tell you everything I know."
This Druid elder obviously regarded Gu Nansheng as an old monster who had lived for tens of thousands of years.
Naturally, Gu Nansheng would not explain. He also ignored the curious or fearful looks of the elves. He pondered for a moment and asked: "Why are you being chased by natural disasters here? If I read the map correctly, this place is far from the holy land of World Tree."
It's less than a hundred miles away, how could the power of natural disasters extend to the Holy Land? Didn't the Guards just win a great victory in the battle in Baghdad a few months ago?"
The entrance to the Lich King's treasure is located in the continent of Northrend, which is quite far away from the continent of Kalimdor. Even though Gu Nansheng was very fast, the round trip took more than four months, but even if he was a guard, it was impossible for him to be there.
Within a few months, a natural disaster hit our doorstep...
When Gu Nansheng asked this, the elves all showed angry expressions. Just as Bulu was about to say something, he was stopped by the Druid elder who used magic transmission, "Don't talk nonsense. Since these two strong men appeared near the holy land, their strength is also high."
If you are so powerful, you are most likely an elder of the Holy Land. If you slander the Holy Land in front of them, you may die without knowing how."
When Blue heard what the Druid said, he couldn't help but feel scared, and immediately fell silent.
Only then did the old Druid elder confidently answer Gu Nansheng: "The expert doesn't know. Due to strategic needs, the Holy Land gave up resistance three months ago and directly retreated to the Dark City. That's why the Scourge Legion was able to fight in three
We have been fighting here for months. We originally lived in the Nashi Forest, seven hundred miles away from Winter Spring Valley. Because of the natural disaster, the whole family fled. The team I led was only one of the seven fleeing teams.
of one.”
The old druid looked slightly worried when he said this, obviously worried about the safety of other teams.
Gu Nansheng frowned, "A dark city? A dark city in a neutral territory?"
