"Oh, it''s very lively!"


    The door of the command room was pushed open, his whole body was covered with stains, his hair was in a mess, and his whole body armor had serious corrosive marks. Dick walked in slowly, and lyadeline followed him, carrying a fairy in a green robe.


    Two people into the command room, Dick made a gesture, lyadeline will carry the spirit will be thrown on the next chair, garod''s eyes immediately widened!


    "You... You captured a green dragon!"


    Tyrande''s eyes also narrowed. As the Elector of Elune, the God of the moon, she keenly felt the breath from Dick. It was the same as the breath of the God of the moon, but it was totally different.


    For the paladin brought back a seriously injured Green Dragon Girl, the sacrifice of the moon didn''t care.


    "Ann, it''s not a prisoner, but something unexpected."


    Dick sat down next to the round table. Ms. lyadeline brought him a glass of water. Dick looked at Garrod, looked at Tyrande, and said,


    "The green dragon is in trouble."


    "What do you mean?"


    Asked Garrod.


    "Ask her. In a word, it''s very troublesome."


    Dick pours at the green dragon girl, who is covering her abdomen with difficulty. The latter closes her eyes before Jarod asks,


    "The Emerald Dream... Is polluted, and the dark nightmare erodes our mind. Lord Tarar leads us out of the emerald dream, but the queen... The queen is imprisoned by the degenerates of lessone, and Lord ilankus, whose soul is split, tyrant of nightmare, is the one who presides over this rebellion!"


    "Nightmare? What''s that? "


    "The king of nightmares, he calls himself havis. We don''t know where he came from, but he has been lurking in dreams. Even the sleep of the world can''t detect him."


    "Bang!"


    Jarod''s hands were on the table. He was trembling with anger. He held out his hand and pointed to Tyrande, whose face was more and more ugly,


    "Look at what you and Malfurion have done. I asked you to kill havis, but you said that all sins should have the right to repent and exile? Open your eyes and have a good look. Your exiled prisoners are strangling our companions! "


    Dick held the pipe in his mouth. It was picked up from the ruins of Dalaran. It belonged to the great mage. According to antonidas''s relic, the old mage cherished the ebony pipe and applied subtle magic to it. The tobacco leaves in it were always full and could be ignited with a command.


    "Wisdom is priceless!"


    Dick grunted. The pipe filled itself with tobacco, then lit itself. He took a deep breath of the mellow smoke, reached out and pressed the palm of Jarod''s hand down,


    "Well, Jarod, now is not the time to say that. Try to enter the emerald dream to save people. I and Ms. Delia Sela started the war between the mad dragon and the devil. Before it subsides, we have to find a way to save queen isera."


    With that, Dick turns his head to Tyrande again. He looks at this ten thousand year old wife and purses his mouth,


    "If I guess right, the sleeping Druids can''t wake up, can they?"


    Tyrande''s face was melancholy. He hesitated and nodded.


    "Good, then it''s not just about me and Garrod."


    Dick moved his tired body for a while. In order to cure Delia sera, the dying sister of the green dragon, he almost drained all his energy. He leaned back on the chair and spread out his hands,


    "Holy light has a certain suppression effect on nightmares. You can discuss the countermeasures. We can help at any time! Oh, by the way, maybe you can find a way to contact the orcs, those guys with rough skin and thick flesh who can''t die, and they can''t be better used to make meat shields! "


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    The night elves are truly immortal. When Tyrande broke the agreement with the guardian dragon and did not use the energy of the world tree nodasher to revive the demigod who died in the war, this robust world tree brought eternal blessings to the night elves in Mount Hyjal.


    Their character is very lazy, which is the common fault of all long-lived species, but in the face of the real disaster of extermination, the efficiency of these elves is still very high, "Dick, Garrod, they are ready to go!"


    Lyadeline called out at the door. Dick answered, carrying the fire of justice behind him, grabbing the long sword of the Crusader with its sheath, straightening his armor and clothes, and striding out of the room.


    Garrod''s plan was very risky, which was Dick''s first reaction.


    But the success rate is very high!


    Garrod and Dick, armed with paladins and elves, are responsible for delaying the attack of the young dragon and the dragon people. Tyrande, together with the catcher and several other heroes, breaks into the world''s sleep and solves the emerald dragon that imprisons the queen of dreams. As for the task of leading the most intractable tyrant ilanecus away, it is up to Sal, wallock, and others Grom and wokin with his face painted with oil.


    The orc hero trio, with rough skin and thick meat, t, milk and output, is most suitable for this job. However, to Dick''s regret, it is said that another hero, rexa, recently helped the Tauren evacuate in the desolate place and was unable to participate in this battle.


    Although grom and wallock are still plagued by "toxemia", they say that they can still do it if they just contain it.


    Dick estimated that the orcs had another plan to come here so actively. It''s better to take advantage of the opportunity to attack and kill the destroyer malonos to completely solve the orc''s "toxemia".


    But Dick didn''t say this guess. Now it''s Garrod who is in charge of the battle. I believe that this elf will make its due judgment.


    To tell you the truth, such a sudden situation actually disrupted Dick''s original plan, and the change of the elves also attracted the attention of the demons raging in the gray valley. Dick estimated that after they set out, the demons would attack the gray Valley defense line, and if they could not come back in time, the first expeditionary army would be in danger of collapse.


    "Erigor, if... I mean if, if the devil''s attack is fierce and irresistible, you can choose to retreat and retreat to the barren land. The orcs have a second line of defense in durotal. Let them stand in front, and we will come back as soon as possible!"


    Dick whispered to the paladin commander before he set out.


    "I understand, Dick, don''t worry about it!"


    Eric Gore is an old soldier. He has been active in the battlefield since he was young. It has been more than ten years since the war. Dick has more confidence in him than himself.


    In the dim light of another morning in gray Valley, thousands of truly brilliant teachers set out.


    The night blade leopard, the war horse, the land birds and the Druids who have changed into reindeer are all dignified. Fewood forest has been beaten into a pot of porridge. Only relying on Cenarius, the king of the forest, can''t stop the terrible big devil. It''s only a matter of time before the demon Alliance forces that destroy everything enter mount haikal.


    However, the elves'' army was blocked in the gray Valley, and they could only use the tactics of adding oil to try to recapture the defense line of feywood forest. The situation has come to the worst. If the Druids trapped in the emerald dream can not be rescued this time, then the current extremely empty force of Mount Hyjal will have to let the great demons run wild.


    Dick is riding on the horse, his eyes are clear, but he also has troubles. Since he set foot on the land of Kalimdor, a problem has been in his mind.


    "Originally, the alliance of night elves, humans and orcs was built by Medivh in the state of soul. Now the alliance has become. Where is Medivh, the prophet?"