Luo Ning felt like he was on a pirate ship, fighting against Deathwing. He didn't think he had much hope of winning. Luck doesn't always happen to him.
It's a pity that Luo Ning can't say that he is incompetent. In this chaotic era, what will be the consequences of being a useless person?
So he could only hide the fear of Deathwing deep in his heart.
On a hazy moonlit night, the trees in the Emerald Dream made a rustling sound.
Cenarius left, and Brox, the god's messenger, received a special treat from Malorne the White Hart and went somewhere unknown. Malfurion sat under a tree, feeling sad about his appearance.
Krasus pulled Ronin aside. In this era, when people around him were distrustful, Krasus felt that he should form an alliance with Ronin and take care of each other, which was better than nothing.
"Luo Ning, you shouldn't be like this. Why should you confront these ambitious people? They are just a group of insidious lunatics."
"I know it's wrong to do this, but I'm just unwilling." Luo Ning muttered with bitterness and dissatisfaction:
"Look at what they have done, deceiving, deceiving, and telling lies that are full of loopholes. How they despise us and do not take us seriously."
Krasus shrugged and said: "You are still too young, Luo Ning. You really can't keep calm. We must choose to be patient. Maybe we have a chance to regain control of the situation."
Luo Ning showed a bitter smile. He didn't think he had any solution. Perhaps, he was just a useless chess piece, at the mercy of others.
Lying under the tree, Luo Ning's thoughts were confused. He was half asleep and half awake. He felt that he was still awake, but countless strange illusions appeared in front of him, which made him feel that he was in a dream. He couldn't figure out whether he was awake or asleep.
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"Now, it's time..." a voice hissed.
"Who is it?"
Luo Ning felt someone calling him. He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were as heavy as lead.
"A human, I feel the power of time in you. Is it Nozdormu? A weak reptile, who is he serving? He is such an annoying guy. It is obvious that he does not understand the meaning of time at all."
The sound was erratic, buzzing and reverberating in my ears, like annoying flies, and there were countless of them.
Luo Ning felt very annoyed. Who was this person? He sounded arrogant and arrogant. Even Dragon King Nozdormu didn't care about him, and he wouldn't let himself wake up.
"Interesting creature, I don't know what you can bring to me. You are very weak, but you contain power, accumulated knowledge from the future. Come on, here is everything you want."
Luo Ning finally opened his eyes. He thought he was awake, but he was still in a hazy, semi-awake state. At this moment, his judgment was low and he relied almost entirely on instinct.
At this moment, he was still in the Emerald Dream, surrounded by a green mist, which was the power of nature and life.
In the hazy forest, he saw a beautiful shadow, wearing a red festive dress, with a slender figure, silver hair hanging down to her waist, and a pair of pointed ears.
Luo Ning's eyes were moist. Whenever he dreamed about midnight, what Luoning missed most was not Jaina, but his wife.
In this strange era thousands of years ago, full of lies and helplessness, his yearning for his beloved wife grows day by day.
"Vereesa, is that you?"
Luo Ning stretched out his hand and took a few steps forward, trying to touch his lovely wife.
The beautiful shadow looked back, with a pair of clear blue eyes on her beautiful and delicate oval face, a small, slightly upturned nose, and a faint smile that was always on her lips, charming and naughty.
"Vereesa" smiled tenderly at Luo Ning, then jumped up and down like a cute deer, running towards the depths of the forest.
"Come on, come after me, hehe, come on!"
The giggles came, making Luo Ning's heart intoxicated.
Luo Ning chased after him almost uncontrollably. He had doubts in his heart, but they only passed by for a moment.
Human beings often cannot control their rationality very well, especially when they are half asleep and half awake.
Following the beautiful silhouette, Luo Ning walked through the forest, crossed rivers, and passed through vast grasslands. The vegetation gradually became sparse, and the power of nature and life became less and less until they entered a desert.
Luo Ning's consciousness was blurred. He didn't know how far he had walked. He felt that he had entered the depths of the Emerald Dream, the core area, and all he could see was the beautiful silhouette.
"I won't give up on you, Vereesa, wait for me."
Suddenly, Luo Ning woke up completely. His reason and wisdom returned to his body, and he found himself in a desert. There was only a sea of sand between heaven and earth. Everything was silent and there was no life in sight.
"Where is this place, who is it, who brought me here?"
"Well, that's interesting."
A red and black snake more than three meters long emerged from the sand. It stared at Luo Ning with its blood-red eyes, full of arrogance and ridicule.
"Human, you just want to go back alive to see your beloved wife, a beautiful woman. In your dream, I saw the future of the night elves. Oh, oh, this is not the result I want.
"Poor human, I saw your miserable fate, a black dragon, Deathwing, you are not even his snack, you are afraid, right? Human."
Speaking of Deathwing, Luo Ning was filled with fear, and he realized how bleak his fate would be.
The snake was swimming in the desert, raising its head and looking at Luo Ning's level:
"I see your wisdom as a human being. It is very good to rely on the strong as your backer. Why don't you surrender to me? I will give you everything you need."
Luo Ning was surprised and happy in his heart. He knew that he had got a good opportunity, and a powerful existence was eyeing him. Unfortunately, he didn't know what price he would have to pay, so he quickly asked:
"Excuse me, who are you?"
"You don't know who I am?" Snake's eyes were full of ridicule: "Ten thousand years of wisdom still haven't let mortals understand Elune's tricks. You don't even know who I am."
The voice suddenly rose, as if coming from all directions. Countless people were singing and praising together. It was grand and majestic, like a god coming to the world:
"I am a waking dream, I am a nightmare in the depths of a nightmare. My reason and imagination formed the Emerald Dream, and my vicious curse on the world became a terrifying nightmare.
"My empire is bound by the waves of the sea and buried under the ancient yellow sand. Before you walked the world, I was the master of all things, a dark and true dream."
There was an earth-shattering roar, and the desert tried to retreat like a tide. Luo Ning floated in the air. He saw a huge city buried under the yellow sand, with brilliant buildings and thick tentacles dancing towards the sky.
"Azshara has established a beautiful elven empire, but compared to my dark empire, the night elves are just children. Time is running out. Ronin, you don't know what kind of conspiracy you are facing. Your death is coming. Only
I can let you live, you are a variable, human, maybe, you see, even I can't be sure."
"You are the ancient god, N'Zoth." Luo Ning's voice was trembling.
Yes, I should have thought of the Emerald Dream and the terrifying power of nightmares.
And the ancient god En'zoth is the god of nightmares and the demon of a thousand beards. It turns out that he is the master of the Emerald Dream. (To be continued)