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World Tree Highlands's battle has come to an end.

Although after Vigilant was "killed", Ursol and Ursoc came inexplicably to resist the line, but their combat effectiveness was still a little worse than Corrupted Cenarius.

The most important thing is that Big Bear Second Bear is simple and honest and has not learned the skills of cheating. In addition, they really consume a lot of energy in fighting Agamaggan. It is somewhat unrealistic to try to hold back Great Demon Lord of Dafa Divine Might.

Life Force is not a power that is good at destruction. In other words, Life Force of Azeroth is not as wild and cruel as Draenor.

This has caused most of the Wild Gods to have more than enough defense but not enough offense. Moreover, the problem with Wild God is that they retain the habits of wild beasts. Faced with Polluter's various Fel taboo releases, there is not much they can do.

Cenarius tore Ursol's fur, seriously injured Ursoc, and used the power of Fel to banish the annoying Star Chaser into Twisting Nether. After Holy Light lost its restraint, it dealt with the most troublesome guys one by one.

This brought Polluter finally close to Nordrassil, but the remaining steps were not that easy to walk.

Those Wild God who were still alive jumped out one by one, Goldrinn, Aviana, Ohn'ahra, and even Year Beast, who did not distinguish between good and evil most of the time, all came to join in the fun, forcing the lunatic K'un-Lai to fly out from the branches of the dream.

The big owl with alluring eyeliner cursed Polluter in a very elegant chant, while flapping its wings and calling out the hot Arcane Moonfire for crazy strikes.

These demigods were once partners of Cenarius. More than 10,000 years ago, King of the Forest maintained a fairly good relationship with them.

Every time Druid gives a lecture, Wild God will come to listen. Even K'un-Lai's habit of speaking in a polite manner was learned from Cenarius.

But precisely because of this, Polluter is familiar with every move of these Wild God.

It knows their weaknesses intimately.

"Fel's herd, devour my enemies!"

Great Demon Lord dragged his slightly staggering, bruised body forward. The suppression from other forces allowed Fel to strengthen it to the extreme, approaching The strength of Lesser God transforms it into a more brutal state, tearing Fel Rift apart without chanting, allowing Fel Hounds of Sargeras to break into this place.

This is the "beast companion" specially prepared by Polluter for this battle.

These Fel Hound are Fel monsters that Greater Demon found from the corners of Twisting Nether in order to please Dark Titan, but only the strongest among them Only Twins hounds F'harg and Shatug are qualified to serve Sargeras. The remaining Fel Hound are not popular because they are too ferocious and wild and untamable.

But Cenarius loves them!

It thinks this is the most perfect beast that Fel integrates with life.

The most important thing is that as the former Wild God, Polluter has enough ability to tame these ferocious and shapeless hounds. Cenarius does not have its own guard like the other two Great Demon Lord.

It does not need guards, these most violent monsters born in the Fel realm are its hunting group.

Although the individual combat power is not as good as Wild God, it is better because they are numerous and wild enough.

Under the command of Polluter, Fel Hound's army surged out of the whirlpool of Fel. Goldrinn was the most ferocious, so he was divided into three groups. Big Bear Second Bear, who was seriously injured, still wanted to attack, so he had one for each bear. Year Beast has two heads that can control different elements to bite, so he was given two heads.

The weak Aviana above the head has not returned to its full glory at all, and the feather storm shot by this weak bird matron cannot even cause more trouble to Polluter.

She can be ignored.

But the ferocious Ohn'ahra will be as troublesome as the Moonfire machine gun aiming at the K'un-Lai it bombs, so Polluter dumps Magic Plague to The Fel Hounds beside him were stimulated by Fel to grow wings of shadow or flames, commanding them to rise into the sky to chase Ohn'ahra and K'un-Lai.

Ha, now with the roar of Fel Hound, the whole world is quiet.

As for those mortal demigods?

They have long been scared away by their supreme demonic power!

The three mortals driving World Power were also unable to sustain themselves due to energy consumption, which made Cenarius sneer at them.

Mortals are weak, even if they are endowed with great power.

The world cannot expect to give children a sword and let them defend the planet.

The most important thing is that Cenarius is very clear that since War of the Ancients, Azeroth's Great Sundering has caused the world's strength to have been declining, Even if the hasty alliance promoted by World Soul and Vigilant has gathered most of the powerful people here, how can it be compared with the intensity of War of the Ancients?

I was once a member of the resisters. Because of this, I know very well how the resisters think and what they do.

Meaningless.

Supreme Star Soul has been weak for ten thousand years. He can no longer appear and save the world like he did ten thousand years ago!

Cenarius, which holds the magic energy that covers the sky, let out a low laugh. It can feel Twisting Nether's will rolling, as if it is because it is close to the core place that can determine the fate of this world. Fel is also telling its desire for Star Soul.

Sargeras is very good, and Dark Titan is a perfect wielder of the Force.

However, Sargeras is too calm!

He left Arcane and transferred to Fel in order to realize his desire to cleanse the sea of stars and guard the physical universe. His persistence and morality were so firm that even though Fel gave Sargeras everything, Dark Titan was still unwilling to unleash the destruction under his control.

Fel desires destruction, but Sargeras wants to use this power to shape order.

This is in conflict with the background of the Force.

Cenarius can clearly hear the will of Twisting Nether whispering to it. Fel is eager to occupy Supreme Star Soul and let Azeroth becomes Fel Lord, which is more powerful than Dark Titan, in order to completely fulfill Fel Force's destruction of all things in the universe and other Force Realm.

Just like the destructive nature of the devil, all things and stars will tremble under the burning of evil fire!

"Of course, of course!"

Polluter's left eye was chopped off by Illidan, but its right eye burst out with scorching light. In the Fel light that made all living beings tremble, Cenarius strode towards the World Tree.

It wants to fulfill the inspiration of destruction given to it by Fel and cast this world with its own hands.

"Don't even think about it!"

A low roar sounded from the flank, and Cenarius turned around to see Devilsaur Loa Rezan crashing into it with the earth shaking.

This guy is not bluffing this time.

The Azerite Crystal hanging around its neck had been crushed, allowing the faint blue World Power to strengthen its body, as if it were covered with a layer of burning light yarn. It hit Cenarius's body hard with the mallet, knocking Polluter staggering, and making it a few steps further away from World Tree.

"You guys."

Polluter's scolding was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

It is clearly one step away from the goal!

It was obvious that these guys were no match for it at all. It was obvious that Trolls and the elves were sworn enemies when it was still Wild God. Why would these guys fight so desperately against it?

Why not just stay there and wait for destruction to come! Why not die of hunger?!

"Get away!"

Cenarius was furious and grabbed Rezan's burning World Power body with both hands. The dark green Thunder's crazy bombardment caused by Fel's anger, and the strong wind whipped by Magic Plague made Polluter look like a demon at this moment.

Fel Force is urging, and the mental erosion caused by the force infusion makes Polluter no longer willing to wait any longer.

As the heavy hooves exerted force, the huge Rezan was crushed to the ground by Cenarius, but Devilsaur was not afraid at all, and he opened his giant teeth and bit Cenarius's left hand without any fear. The sharp teeth closed and forcefully tore off Polluter's left claw.

The pain made Polluter look up to the sky and roar, he grabbed the huge antlers left behind by his father from behind and smashed them towards Rezan.

Once, twice, three times.

Amidst Princess of All Spirits Talanji's screams, the royal family Loa was smashed to death, and his neck was broken. Cenarius grabbed the ferocious head and smashed it at the Trolls Loa who were still rushing behind him.

Most Loa were frightened by this brutal scene, but only Trolls was not afraid of death at all.

The cunning Bwonsamdi has long seen through Rezan's "little scheme".

Yes, Rezan challenged Polluter by overestimating his own capabilities and was killed, but so what?

It is Loa!

For Loa, things like the body are not necessary in the first place.

Rezan looks great but is too thoughtful. This bastard wants to show off his face in front of World Mother this time so that World Mother can reward him with the coveted "World Spirit" after the war.

But how can we make Rezan more beautiful than before?

Bwonsamdi smiled and opened his arms in the air, letting the moonlight of Mount Hyjal turn into a red blood moon.

Under the summons of the God of Death, all the spirits who died here were summoned. Even the headless corpse of Rezan stood up again under the infusion of Bwonsamdi, hugging Polluter with both claws, and then a "corpse exploded" amidst the snap of Trolls's fingers.

The force and flesh of a royal family Loa was detonated by Death Force and the collision caused it to completely tear open the battle armor on Polluter's body. Rezan's dragon teeth even penetrated its flesh and blood, making it even more miserable.

But after this bitch Bwonsamdi showed his face with this move, he decisively rubbed oil on his soles and ran away while Rezan scolded him.

It's enough.

The cunning old Bwonsamdi has already felt that the life extracted from World Tree is about to reach a certain limit, which means that Druid's plan is close to completion.

Cenarius was so angry that it pulled out the spine of Rezan's corpse as a long whip and beat everything in the way wildly. It pounced on World Tree, believing that no one would dare to stop it after this tragic death.

But it turns out that Azeroth never lacks courageous lives.

A ray of silver with green light roared down from the sky that was polluted by Fel. In a head-on collision, it collided with Cenarius who reached out to grab World Tree.

The violent sound was mixed with the explosion of dream power, and the gentle green power turned into beautiful butterflies at Dispersion, circling and scattering around the deadly killing field.

Among the flying emerald butterflies, a giant dragon that looked like it was made of silver stood on the ground with four claws in front of World Tree. Each edge of its Dragon Scale was surrounded by the power of emerald dreams. The silver and green embellishments were intertwined, making it look like a green female knight wearing silver armor.

The unique trident-like tail smashed the head of a Fel Hound that was bitten to death by Goldrinn, and then raised its majestic head like a feather helmet and let out a thunderous dragon roar. Its exaggerated and beautiful wings bulged in the emerald light feathers, and then suddenly opened up, as if a heavy shield fell, blocking the way of Polluter.

"Sister?!"

Red Dragon Queen, who was seriously injured and could only lie on the edge of the battlefield, raised his head at this moment and looked at the mysterious dragon blocking Polluter in a savior gesture.

She knew it was Ysera!

The dream power wrapped around the dragon's body like a green cloak can only be controlled by Ysera.

But why did she turn into such a majestic posture? Wasn't she degraded into Proto-Dragon before? Could it be that Star Soul Lord personally gave Ysera the power to reshape life?

Alexstrasza had tears in her eyes as she looked at the brilliant silver-green dragon amid the dancing light butterflies.

She knew that although Ysera was a supporter among Dragon King, she also had a heart to go to the front line. In the past, she often complained that her hand-to-hand combat ability was not strong enough. Now, she finally fulfilled her wish to become Warrior.

"Ha! Supreme Star Soul sent out his most powerful guards? He knows that he cannot avoid today's disaster!"

Polluter looked at the bitten arm, and emerald green crystal-like claws extended from Fel Crystalcasting. It sprinted towards World Guardian in front of it. Once it was defeated, no one could stop it from corrupting World Tree.

The new form of Ysera Queen is not timid at all!

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I chose this form from the free evolution given by my mother Star Soul not just for beauty and majesty.

This is one of the best dragons to fight!

The bright silver claws wrapped with green emerald light popped out and rushed forward to fight with Polluter. The bursts of Fel and World Power completely leveled all the buildings here.

In the ruins of Moon Goddess Temple, Black Moon Crown's projection appeared on Nightsworn Tyrande's forehead, but several Priestess of the Moon pressed her down to prevent her from going up to fight.

But they couldn't stop the furious Night Warrior at all, and could only be dragged forward by her.

"Mother! You have to be patient!"

Shandris Feathermoon General held his mother's left leg without the dignity of a strong man. She was dragged on the ground and still shouted:

"Father has a plan, please don't go up and blow yourself up! You have grandchildren, please endure your anger, please!"

In the completely collapsed World Tree Temple, the exhausted Malfurion Stormrage looked back at the statues of gods that had been filled with Life Force. He looked regretfully at the broken Agamaggan statues.

He knew that the great Agamaggan had left them forever.

"Take those idols and go to the dream! Ms. Ysera has opened the way to the dream for us. She is more powerful than before. Her dragons are waiting for you in the dream.

Quick!"

Malfurion shouted to the Archdruids beside him:

"Go to Wild God's Dream Sanctuary and return Life Force to them! I'll stay here to launch the final blow!"

He held a unique and primitive horn in his hand.

This is a real life artifact, with multiple functions. When necessary, it can even attract the entire Kalimdor elves, and use the power given by Ms. Essena to order the elves to detonate themselves to kill the enemy.

But there is no need to shape that terrible sacrifice now, the spell of life has been engraved into World Tree, waiting only for the final moment to come.

"How about I stay?"

Old Staghelm looked at the shaky mentor.

He knew that Malfurion had exhausted his energy in the ceremony just now, and he was really worried that his mentor would suffer misfortune in the next important moment, but he was pushed into Dream Gate by Malfurion.

"Go and save Malorne!"

Malfurion held the disciple's hand, and he said dumbly at this moment:

"This is my last selfish request, Fandral Staghelm. Only with Malorne here can Tyrande survive more safely. Save it! Please."

"You don't have to feel guilty, mentor."

Old Staghelm held the holy statue of Malorne and said with emotion:

"There is no one as selfless as you in this world."

"But I want to destroy my people's Eternal Life with my own hands. I will become a sinner."

Malfurion sighed and said:

"After today, I will step down as leader. I am no longer qualified to lead our people. Someone must take responsibility for the end of Eternal Life. Go ahead, Fandral Staghelm."

He pushed Fandral Staghelm into dreamland, then turned around and blew the first horn.

This is a reminder.

Let everyone near World Tree evacuate immediately. The self-destruction of World Tree's energy will not distinguish between friend and foe.

Amidst the reverberation of the horn, Ysera, who was fighting Polluter, flicked his tail and smashed Cenarius away.

She deliberately let out a painful cry, retreated quickly as if she was frightened, then spread her wings amidst Polluter's wild laughter, disappeared into the canopy of World Tree, circled around and flew down again.

She picked up Red Dragon Queen, which was unable to move, and then struggled to fly again.

Further away, Aegwynn held Staff of Sargeras and released a space transfer that exceeded VanCleef's range. She roared:

"Go to the stars Confession, devil!"

"You used the devil's artifact to deal with Great Demon Lord? Ridiculous!"

Polluter swung his crystallized fist to tear apart the space transfer imposed on himself, but everyone else was teleported away from the high ground by Aegwynn's move.

Cenarius snorted.

It finally won.

The obstructionists were finally gone, and now it was time to enjoy the fruits of victory.

So it grabbed the Magic Plague can from its waist and poured it on World Tree. The Magic Plague dripped down and made Nordrassil sway painfully. The huge tree crown fell with leaves flying in a short time. Fel took root and made Polluter feel at ease.

It knows that no one can stop it from grabbing this energy!

It strode forward and grabbed the huge branch of World Tree with both hands, but as soon as it took a sip, it realized something was wrong!

Why is the energy in this World Tree so weak?

Not even half of what it was in its heyday?

Then, it saw the crumbling Malfurion Stormrage standing in the ruins of Moon Goddess Temple, looking at it.

That was its former disciple, the child it once most valued, and one of the Saviorss who saved the world ten thousand years ago. He is different from Cenarius in memory, but it doesn't matter, Great Demon Lord will turn Malfurion into the most ferocious demon.

Just like it is now!

Malfurion stands in the broken light of the end of the world.

He looked at the mentor he once regarded as his father with a painful, sad and helpless look. The King of the Forest in his memory was willing to sacrifice himself for the innocent, but the monster in front of him who only longed for destruction and power was not it.

Cenarius is dead.

When it chose to embrace Fel in order to protect the elves of Zin-Azshari ten thousand years ago, it was already dead.

"Teacher, please forgive me for offending."

Malfurion said so.

Among the Magic Plague fallen leaves of all things House of Plagues, the ancient horn was blown for the second time, and then, in the gaze of Polluter with wide eyes, a group of light lit up in front of its eyes.

Just like the first ray of light in the darkness, it quickly swallowed up everything.

It's not just anger and energy.

That was Kaldorei's fatal sword thrust at the demonic invaders at the cost of giving up his ethnic group Eternal Life.

From then on, Kaldorei will be recaptured by the ruthless time, and they will return to birth, old age, illness and death. They will be forced to restart civilization and stumble onto a completely different world stage.

It will be a difficult time.

But the elves did not hesitate, just like they did not hesitate when facing the devil ten thousand years ago.

After all, the love of the world has not created a group of weaklings. So, Polluter, World Tree's big self-destruction, please taste it.

PS:

The Malzeno form of Ysera is as follows: