The legendary Shadow Demon - Commander of the Third Wing of the Burning Legion - Tasural stared at the green dream in front of him.
As a rather rare, legendary existence that evolved from an ordinary shadow demon.
Tasural has participated in many world-destroying wars.
It understands the dream world, which it regards as a wonderful place for the beginning of burning.
Mortal thinking will condense into chaotic order here.
Evil desires will also be manifested accordingly.
It has polluted and slaughtered some powerful archdruids many times.
They huddle up in their own dream world, thinking that everything is safe.
But obviously they made some kind of mistake.
And the price of their mistakes is their lives.
Tasural understands this arrogance.
This is perfectly normal:
Everything is always like this, immersed in the aura of subtle wisdom.
They cannot glimpse a greater destiny.
And this is why they will be burned to the ground.
However, the wild druid in front of him seemed a little crazy.
Use your own power to pull the entire world into a dream?
There was a bit of sarcastic will in Tasural's dark soul.
But maybe that's why it brings disaster.
A vengeful kitten?
Tasural thought of a certain existence and some instructions to it.
Then, it slowly shook its head.
If you are afraid of hatred, how can you choose to burn?
A weak soul is only worthy of being crushed in the dust!
But the Legion needs some goblin-like waste.
They have no courage, then let Tasural give them courage...
"Legion commander...with all due respect, I think it's not too late for us to kneel now..."
A human creature wearing rather unusual clothes next to him suddenly spoke.
Tasural ignored it. It always felt that this guy's brain was damaged by the power of chaos.
This can be seen from his distorted clothes.
To this day, Tasural still doesn’t understand:
Why does this guy like to wear two wings on his back that have no positive value?
Moreover, even the weapons have to be given a gaudy halo.
Thinking about it, this is the price he paid for drawing powerful strength from the essence of chaos.
Tasural didn't care.
There are traitors and blasphemous lunatics in the Burning Legion.
A mindless fanatic of chaos, an inconspicuous little character.
What's more, during the burning process.
The weak will be burned away, and the impurities will be molded.
The fact that the other party can survive proves his value and choice.
This is a deeper identity than blood, wisdom, and race.
At least, that's what Tasural thinks...
And the strength shown by the other party in this process.
It is also his qualification to stand here and talk nonsense with it.
"The light of the Northern God shines on me! I'm just one big plot away, and I'll be able to gain full reputation, get enough transmogrifications, and run away!"
"Challenge of Abyss Difficulty..."
"I just said that I shouldn't join such a low-level force. As expected, I overturned the situation..."
Scroll of Whispers - Jhin looked at the scarlet warning floating on his retinas and rambled.
He is a comprehensive online player.
But now it seems that maybe soon, he will become a dead online player...
"Regional warning (bloody scarlet!): You are trying to set foot in the grand dream of the Emerald Elder!!"
"Regional warning (bloody scarlet!): You are moving towards the abyss..."
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"Everything is changing rapidly, and you seem to be a little out of date."
Yi Chun looked at the burning battleships emerging in the sky and slowly shook his head.
This is his dream world, a kingdom where he can fully express his will.
Tasural naturally noticed it.
The distance was so far that it naturally couldn't hear clearly what Yi Chun said.
But the powerful power that begins in the darkness is enough to allow it to gain perception beyond its physical organs.
Therefore, it roughly understands what Yi Chun wants to express.
This didn't make it angry.
The enemy's arrogance was already anticipated.
In other words, the fact that the other party was still able to remain calm was a factor that surprised it.
As we all know, the relationship between most druids and the Burning Legion is naturally absolutely hostile.
Anger, hatred, and passion are the normal things that the other party should show.
But Tasural didn't feel anything unusual.
Then the next moment, Tasural felt Yi Chun slowly snap his fingers.
"Pa...Gululu..."
The vague sound of snapping fingers still seems to be lingering in my ears.
But the abundant water vapor around and the enveloping water pressure are telling some absurd and distorted facts:
In just an instant, they came from an altitude of thousands of miles to an unknown number of meters of deep water!
The light becomes extremely weak.
The only light source is the fire rising around the Balrogs!
The Burning Legion's airship can shuttle through the void.
For the current situation, it is naturally not difficult.
But Tasural knew he was in big trouble...
"It's not an ordinary druid..."
A warning from a certain guy appeared in Tasural's mind.
It was a guy that Tasural thought was sinister, and he seemed to have had a confrontation with the cat.
But later, he stopped touching things related to the cat.
"This is the power of authority..."
"It's no longer human..."
In the deep water, Tasural suddenly understood.
But the next moment, it felt some kind of burning pain!
It's like entering a pool of sulfuric acid, and the surrounding water begins to feel sticky and hot!
