The Death Knell

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"I understand too, hehe, haha, as expected, such a genius, I figured it out so easily, just a little slower than a clever girl like Hermione."

The cousin who feels good about himself has a ‘√’ outline under the mask, which is imitating the smile of God of War:

"To put it simply, the little witch will use the fairy wand to release some magic, so as to use the energy of emotions to let us enter the fox's dream. As for how to let us transfer along the emotional connection between her embodiment and the body, that is Things I need to do."

In a more down-to-earth way, Hermione is responsible for stuffing the corpse into the coffin, and she is responsible for carrying the coffin to the designated place.

It's really not difficult. If my cousin cooperates with the concept of darkness, everything will be very reasonable.

As he said this, Deadpool reached behind his back and buttoned his pants a few times, "Boom, he took out a black gemstone with red light, and gently blew off the black curly hair stained on it. He nodded vigorously towards his cousin, indicating that he was ready.

The other mercenary didn't speak, just looked at the gem with a frown. At this moment, it was still exuding a little brown heat, slightly distorting the light. I really couldn't think carefully where it was taken out from.

"Then Ms. Manlinsera, and Master Claw, let's go first. If necessary, I will open up a landing field in the enemy's hometown. At that time, I may need the help of the guardian dragons."

The lighting effect of the holy light dissipated, and the cave dwelling in the depths of the big beast den returned to darkness again, and the surroundings seemed to have become quiet, with only some mushrooms and vines left emitting a faint cold light.

Of course, the smell is still not very pleasant.

He beckons Yrel and Amber to approach, and now he is ready to break into the fox's personal dream. It is relatively easy to enter the dream of a single creature from the Emerald Dream, just like walking into someone's dream bubble from the kingdom of dreams in the past. Same as soaking. Going from a high level to a subsidiary low level is like water flowing to a low place, so when several people suddenly disappeared in place, the green dragon felt very reasonable. After standing by the haystack for a while, Maninsera looked at Sylvirandi's blinking eyes and asked aloud:

"Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

"No ma'am, I don't feel anything, except I can't move."

Druid replied, and she stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, a little nervous, because no one had ever entered her dream.

"That's good. The Supreme Mage Deathstroke is the legendary person who changed the destiny. The age of mortals rises because of him. Perhaps only he can solve the things that our dragon army can't do."

Speaking of this, Ms. Green Dragon sighed, but then laughed again:

"That's fine. Although many humans destroy nature, I think he likes nature and animals. This is also a good thing for us." "You're right."

Master Claw turned into a leopard in a puff of smoke, squatted on the spot and licked his paws, and instructed the fox:

"Sylvirandi, the Supreme Mage is going to save you, you have to obey his arrangement, understand? I know that human beings' way of thinking is different from our night elves, but it can be seen from his cousin, They also love nature."

There really was an extreme faction among the night elf druids who thought it was not natural to be human, so they stopped being human, and then became werewolves, and the rebellion fled. Although there is a factor of Luna's sickle in this matter, they themselves think that it is better to be an animal than a human, which is also a key factor.

Deadpool's natural way of not taking a bath is exactly the way of the beast... But no matter what, everyone comes from the same source.

"I understand, Archdruid." The fox closed her eyes, as if she was feeling something, and her translucent body also appeared and disappeared, like an unstable candle: "I can feel , that master has unrivaled power, but he is a good man."

As she spoke, she seemed to shiver, and then disappeared in place. This was waking up from a dream.

Su Ming led everyone's team and appeared in a strange space, where people looked from all directions

It looks like a mirror, and it also looks like a prison in a cubic state.

You can see everyone's appearance from the mirror, which is slightly distorted. I don't know if the mirror surface is uneven or there are other reasons.

A suspicious blush flashed across Deadpool's mask with the gems put away, he let out a hum, and immediately ran to the edge of the cell to check the mirrors, and yelled loudly that the veterans in the live broadcast room would also Let's see what this is all about.

The others reached out to help the druid who was rubbing his eyes in front of him. This blue-haired female night elf was still covering her head and constantly moving her neck, probably because it was uncomfortable to sleep on the hard ground.

"Here I am, Sylvilandi. This looks like a mirrored space. Don't worry, I'm familiar with such space tricks. I'll take you out after a little research."

As a "comrade-in-arms" in the previous life, Su Ming has a good impression of this elf. After all, she is also an acquaintance. In the previous life, she has done countless missions for herself in the game, and she must be rescued.

"Thank you, master." Druid got up from the ground, seemed to be a little uncomfortable, so he used a healing technique on himself, and emerald green light enveloped her body: "I apply to join your team, for the alliance "Yrel, who was carrying a sledgehammer, was a little curious, and she touched her corner: "I rarely hear this sentence from the night elves, even though Tyrande and Illidan brought you into the alliance, But most elves seem"

"You don't seem to be interested in unity?" Sylvilandi smiled and shook her head. She brought up her skirt woven from leaves to salute everyone: "Actually, that's not the case. Many Kaldorei are just cold-tempered. It's more fun to be like me." There are actually a lot of people who have noticed the existence of the new alliance ~www.NovelMTL.com~ It seems that you are not the kind of druid who often sleeps." Yrel nodded, accepting this statement, because the Exodar docked Azuremyst Isle is actually not far from Teldrassil, and she has a lot of contacts with night elves. However, he was only familiar with people like Tyrande and Illidan, and at most the elven general Shandris Feather Moon, and Jarod Shadowsong and the others.

It's really hard for a little druid like Syverandi to have any intersection with her in Azeroth.

"It's really not. My practice method is more like a fusion of the tauren's natural way. This requires more activities and doing more things in a waking state. I met you in Stormwind City, but at that time You're walking with King Varian and Admiral Proudmoore, and I'm in the crowd across the canal, hehe."

She is very lively, unlike most druids. "You are welcome to join the team. We can start to act now. We need to save people and kill all the enemies at the same time. This requires some intelligence. Let's get out of the cell first and then we can talk."

At this time, the supreme mage who confirmed that she was basically fine accepted Xiaode with a smile, and then popped out a lightsaber from his palm, preparing to make a hole in the mirror to see what was going on outside.