Chapter 1803 Another Young Man

With the demigod beast as the guide, the tribe finally entered the Twilight Fortress this time.

After receiving the news, Duke was not surprised and even wanted to laugh a little.

Laugh if you want.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Duke forgot that he was video chatting with sister Gianna using the magic mirror. Oh, it was a video conference.

"What's so funny?" Jaina held her chin, looking a little bored.

After all, the tribe concentrated all its forces to attack the Twilight Bastion, so Theramore would have nothing to worry about.

"No, what I'm laughing at is that Brainless Roar actually split the entire tribe and at the same time gathered all the strong men of the tribe to deal with an entry-level opponent." Duke was overjoyed.

Duke was right.

According to the nature of the "World of Warcraft" game, every time a major event comes, there will inevitably be an entry-level copy for players to practice. Although the entry-level copy of Twilight Fortress is the most difficult in the past, entry-level is the entry-level.

As for the title of ‘brainless roar’, due to Du’s frequent leaks, it spread among the league’s top brass.

Grom * Hellscream, respectfully known as ‘Lord Roar’.

It has to be said that it is ironic that his son smashed Garrosh but yelled stupidly.

It fully proves the universal law that tiger father and dog son are the same.

Mr. Hou himself is actually quite depressed. He also went to Duke specifically: "I am me, and my son is my son. If one day you want me to fight against my son, and he is indeed worthy of me, I won't hesitantly."

Duke also had to admire Mr. Hou's unparalleled loyalty.

Mr. Hou is the kind of real man who is not good at words. He is not good at teaching others and is better at doing things directly. Once it is done, how much other people learn is their business.

One stayed in Azeroth to fight guerrillas, and the other worked as a homebody in Nagrand. The two fathers and sons had lost contact for so many years, and there was nothing they could do about the son's bad studies and bad habits.

In fact, even Grom himself saw bad signs.

Both he and Duke have the same unspoken red line in their hearts - the Horde cannot take the initiative to attack the Alliance. If Garrosh officially declares war, he will have to take action.

To be honest, Duke is very idle these days.

He was waiting for the last 25 boys to appear.

The sun sets on this day, and the unchanging cycle of the sun and the moon plunges Moonlight Woodland into that quiet and peaceful atmosphere again. The water vapor swaying on Luna Lake mixes with the natural atmosphere in the air, making the entire forest seem to be shrouded in a green veil.

The Battle of Mount Hyjal hundreds of kilometers to the south did not affect this place at all.

Except for the addition of some guards, the atmosphere here is still quiet.

A very secretive aura enveloped a slim female figure. She was walking alone on the forest path. The passing guard team turned a blind eye to her.

After twisting and turning, she came to a tree house.

"Open the door." A clear female voice.

The elven guards guarding the area looked dim and respectful: "Are you here? Sir Malfurion. Why didn't we receive the report?"

"I'm just reporting." The female elf's voice was proud: "Open the door, I want to see Fandral."

The guards heard that there was no problem at all. Two elf druids manipulated the magic circle and opened the door.

The circular door, which was originally entangled and tightly sealed by countless vines, quickly opened because the vines receded like snakes.

The female elf walked gracefully down the stairs and entered the basement where Fandral Staghelm was imprisoned.

"According to the orders of the great master N'zoth, I have come to pick you up, Lord Fandral Staghelm." The female elf gave Fandral a curtsey leisurely.

"After N'Zoth abandoned me and Xavius, did he suddenly think of me as an abandoned chess piece?" Fandral raised the corner of his mouth with a mocking smile.

Sensing that Fandral's mood was not right, the female elf quickly said: "The master has not abandoned you. In fact..."

"N'Zoth will lose!"

Fandral spoke so firmly that the female elf felt uneasy for the first time.

"You...ah——" The female elf suddenly let out a scream. She jumped forward a big step, completed a 180-degree turn in the air, drew out her double swords, and a series of other actions.

Then, she saw three people appearing silently behind her.

Her heart instantly sank to the deepest point of the icy abyss.

Duke*Marcus, Ysera, Malfurion.

Except for Tyrande, almost all the big guys she least wanted to meet appeared.

Duke smiled: "Fandral Staghelm is one of the most powerful men in the Kaldorei. Do you think we will simply put him under house arrest without taking any precautions?"

At this time, Ysera in human form suddenly took a step forward, with a clear look of anger on her face: "Olisela Zor! Why on earth!?"

The female elf was suddenly startled, and the fear on her face froze for more than three seconds before her face turned extremely ugly: "Sure enough... have you discovered it?"

If it were an ordinary infiltrator or a traitor, Duke would never alert Ysera and let the majestic Emerald Dragon King come here.

This Alythrazor has an identity that outsiders cannot imagine - she is an ancient dragon of the Green Dragon Legion.

If possible, it is best for traitors to clean up their own houses. It would be a serious disrespect for outsiders to do it for them.

The next second, the female elf's red lips opened, and a powerful sound mixed with natural elements and wind magic suddenly swayed in the not-so-small basement.

"Wow--"

It sounded a bit like a girl's cry.

In fact, it is more harsh and harsh, which is difficult to accept.

It's just that this level of attack can't be effective. Olisera Zor herself knows that. Almost at the same time as she roared, her whole body rose from the ground and slammed into the top wall of the basement, directly smashing through the thick Rock formations and exaggerated composite magic formations broke through the surface and flew into the air.

In just three seconds, she finally used the ultimate transformation technique to transform from a tiny elf back into her dragon form.

It's just that Ysera was faster. She turned into a dragon faster and hovered diagonally below Alythrazor.

The guardian dragon was bigger and more beautiful than his opponent, as if every scale was made of jade or glass. Without any more nonsense, he roared, spread his green wings, and started fighting.

The atmosphere of the entire Moonlight Grove was shaking slightly, and Ysera shot into the air like a sharp arrow, heading straight for Olithrazor.

The wind pressure generated by the flapping of the giant green wings almost blew away the leaves on all the surrounding branches.

Even though Ysera cherishes every plant and tree in Moonglade, she still had to set off a terrible storm in a small area in order to drive the traitors away from Moonglade.