Chapter 762 14. Soul Hunting (Part 2)

On the top platform of the Dark Temple, the atmosphere was once very dignified.

Ysera was full of anger, the great lord was calm, and the Green Dragon Queen really wanted to slap the madman in front of her, but considering that he was able to save herself from Neltharion, it meant that the dead lord in front of her was very angry. The strength of the lord will definitely not be weaker than Neltharion...

So the Green Dragon Queen who calmed down did not take such risks... After all, the Emerald Dream has protected her life for tens of thousands of years, and no one knows the value of life better than her.

"Thanks"

After a few minutes of confrontation, Ysera lowered her head, let go of her fist, and said softly:

"Thank you for saving me from Neltharion. As a reward for this kindness, I will not be your enemy. In the final analysis, it is the choice of the demigods of the wilderness...I should not interfere."

Tyrion didn't answer, his eyes didn't even change.

A few seconds later, Ysera nodded to Tyrion:

"Then, I will leave... The battle in the Emerald Dream is intense, and I have to go back and preside over the overall situation."

After speaking, Ysera glanced at Tyrion, and found that the high lord didn't say anything, just sitting on the steps like a statue, she took it as a kind of acquiescence, and turned to leave.

However, just after Ysera took a few steps, Tyrion's icy voice sounded behind her:

"Have I given you permission to leave?"

"you!"

Ysera felt like a plaything trapped in a cage. She felt that Tyrion was deliberately provoking her anger. As the dragon king who ruled the Emerald Dream, when did she experience this kind of treatment?

The Green Dragon Queen turned around and looked at Tyrion. The latter was the same as before, and even his posture didn't change much, as if he was caught in some kind of thinking, but those ice-blue eyes were straight. It still makes people feel uncomfortable.

"You are the ruler of the accompanying plane of Azeroth, and you rule the Emerald Dream."

Tyrion whispered:

"You see, I am also the ruler of other planes. Think about it with your leader thinking, do you think I will let you go like this? Especially when your green dragon army is generally on good terms with night elves , I’m actually curious, why do you love the night elves so much? You see, among all the dragon guardian legions, only the green dragon is almost completely tied to the night elves.”

The great lord showed a puzzled expression:

"Is there any quality of night elves that attracts you? Or, this lazy race has some advantages that I haven't discovered?"

Ysera was also taken aback by Tyrion's strange question. The Green Dragon Queen seemed to have never considered this question. Under the gaze of the high lord, she frowned and thought for a few minutes, then said:

"There is no particular reason. Tens of thousands of years ago, I took over the management responsibility of the Emerald Dreamland from the guardian Ms. Freya. It was a very important mission, a mission that my Green Dragon Army and I must complete. However, I soon discovered that for the vast Emerald Dream, the number of green dragons is far from enough to maintain that world, and I need more helpers."

"Druids... These mortals who respect the way of nature and can link their souls to the Emerald Dream are very suitable for this sacred mission, so with the help of the world tree Nordrassil, I will give the blessing of the dream It was given to them, so that the druids can freely travel between the present world and the Emerald Dream, so that the dream world can also maintain perfect prosperity."

Ysera said frankly:

"It's not that I favor the night elves, nor do I particularly like them. It's just a cooperative relationship. The performance of the night elves in the battle of the ancients has proved that they are trustworthy."

"Well, that's how it turned out."

Tyrion nodded suddenly. He stood up and walked in front of Ysera. He was slightly shorter than the Green Dragon Queen, but he could see Ysera's eyes without looking up. Terry There was a gleam of light in Ang Bing's blue eyes, and he whispered to Ysera in front of him:

"So, starting today, the Druids of the Blightcaller will take over from the Druids of the Cenarion Council and help you maintain the Emerald Dream. I heard that there is a war there, right? Are you here to find reinforcements?"

Ysera was a little uncomfortable with the distance of less than 1 meter between them, she took a step back slightly, and then nodded.

"Very good, I will help you solve the war in the Emerald Dream, let me think about it, the only ones who can cause chaos in the dream are those mice who hide their heads and show their tails."

Tyrion nodded slightly, he looked at Ysera:

"As the price of peace, I want you and your green dragon army to completely sever the close connection with the night elf civilization... You see, you are a noble dragon king, and you are a legendary dragon under your command. You shoulder the responsibility of protecting the world. Therefore, don’t always focus on the night elves, and occasionally pay more attention to other races, such as humans, orcs, tauren or wild boar.”

"At the end of the day, the night elves are just an ordinary member of the fantasy races in this world. After removing the glamorous blessings imposed on them by you foolish bastards, they are no different from other races."

The high lord looked at Ysera:

"Do you agree?"

"You are so arrogant!"

This was Ysera's reply to the Highlord, and the Green Dragonqueen responded with the gesture that a ruler should have:

"Which civilization the Dream Legion has a good relationship with is our own business. The night elves have done a very good job of maintaining the balance of the dream in the past ten thousand years. I have no reason to alienate them!"

"Wait, did you just say that they maintain the balance of the dream perfectly?"

The great lord blinked:

"So, why do nightmares come about? If their work is truly flawless..."

"this..."

Ysera couldn't refute for a while, but the next moment, Tyrion's icy fingers were on Ysera's neck, and the weak Green Dragon Queen felt a huge force on her body, like a heavy Like a high mountain, she was oppressed and fell to the ground. Between the collision and intersection of the two forces, Ysera half-kneeled in front of Tyrion in a very humiliating gesture.

The High Lord lowered his head and looked at the angry Green Dragon Queen. The heavy shackles composed of the power of death pressed against Ysera's shoulders, making her weak and unable to resist at all. The High Lord's finger touched Ysera's delicate chin up, and lifting her face, he whispered:

"Also, this is the first time we meet, you are not very familiar with my style, so forget it this time, let me explain again, the way you and I get along is... I said let you How to do it, just do it, don’t ask why, don’t refute, understand?”

"Don't think about it!"

Ysera poked her neck, and the proud green dragonqueen cried out:

"I am the dream walker recognized by Aurelia, the life guardian of the Pantheon! The Green Dragon Army is the guardian dragon army that maintains the order and balance of Azeroth! I will not obey you! We will not obey you because of your Threatened to betray our mission! Madman!"

"Ah, it seems that my old friend's evaluation of you is really appropriate, you are so naive and cute..."

Tyrion touched Ysera's cheek with his fingers, and he bent down and whispered in Ysera's ear:

"You may be suffering from amnesia, old female dragon lady, let me repeat what Neltharion and Alexstrasza wanted to tell you."

"The titan you're following...is dead!"

The high lord kissed Ysera's ear, and then lost interest in chatting with the childish queen. He turned and left. The moment his figure disappeared, his voice rang in Ysera's ear:

"3 days! I'll give you 3 days to think about it... After that, if you still can't see the reality clearly, then I can only continue to implement my plan, at the moment when the burning Nordrassil collapses , at the moment when the Emerald Dream lost the most important node of reality and was completely sealed, by then, everything would be too late..."

"Awakened, Ysera, I hope you can calm down and think more about your people. Without your guidance, how long can they last in the boundless invasion of nightmare? Oh, yes, you should I have already met Anzu, and the demigods have reached an agreement with me, and they will also withdraw from the emerald dream that is about to be destroyed!"

"Of course, if you think I can't do it...you can wait and see!"

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Right below the Temple of Darkness, among the rocky cliffs of the Grizzly Bear Hills, in a gloomy forest, death lords with weapons in their hands slowly approached a hidden cave. The leader Safarul raised his palm, and the others The man stopped moving forward, and surrounded the cave with a silent gesture.

"swish"

Tyrion's figure appeared behind his brothers. He walked up to Saurfang and asked softly:

"Are you sure?"

"Um!"

The orc nodded, pointed to the cave ahead and said:

"That little thing is very cunning. It has set footprints all over the Grizzly Hills to confuse us. The bear tribes around here regard it as the incarnation of Ursoc and help it hide, but its soul fluctuates too much. So conspicuous, in our eyes, it literally shines like a lamp in the dark."

"Then go and bring it out."

Tyrion waved his finger, Luminas and Yrel approached the cave from left to right, while Rogelio and Celent stood guard outside the cave with their bows, accompanied by a slightly immature voice. With the roar of the bear, the whole cave seemed to vibrate. Obviously, the prey had already entered the net.

"For this little guy, Danas almost ransacked the entire Northrend, which is really not easy."

After Saurfang turned his weapon back, he looked back at the Grizzly Hills in the night, and said to Tyrion:

"I said, you didn't bring us all out this time just because of this little guy, right? Although it's talented, it's just a juvenile after all. This hunting lineup is a bit too luxurious."

"Um"

Tyrion nodded:

"Of course not just for it, Zul'Drak, you know, Danath said that the trolls over there summoned their loa to resist our army, and those loa's real entities in this world are not strong , but it is very suitable as a test object..."

The high lord looked at Saurfang beside him, and he asked:

"Speaking of which, do you like pets?"

"Uh, you've got me down with this question."

Saurfang took off his helm, tucked it under his arm, and said to Tyrion:

"When Black Hand and I were young, we needed a couple of hounds or war wolves to help us hunt in the world of Draenor. I really liked these loyal war beasts, but I think, what you want to ask me is definitely not That means, right?"

"Well, I'm trying to make some death demigods."

Rubbing his chin, Tyrion said to Saurfang:

"But the soul samples of the demigods of the wilderness are always limited. I need some materials that can be boldly tested. Loa, which also exists in the form of the spirit of the beast, is very suitable. I need those samples, and the more the better."

The High Lord patted Saurfang on the shoulder:

"Life and death should have a balance. Since the existence of the demigod of life is seen as the manifestation of life energy in this world, then we should also have the demigod of death representing the existence of death... This is not just a symbol, it is It's more important than mere symbolism."

"Weird idea."

Saurfang glanced at the Highlord, but then he shrugged:

"But it's worth trying, well, I will take the rest of the people to Zuldak to try to capture those loa's, but according to my understanding of loa, it is very difficult to capture the soul fragments of loa in this world. "

"Just do your best."

Tyrion raised his head. In front of his eyes, Yrel was walking out of the cave holding a struggling and screaming silver-white soul bear. The shape of the bear was similar to that of the legendary giant bear god Ursoc. exactly the same.

"Boss, is it okay for you to leave the Green Dragon Queen alone in the Dark Temple?"

At the moment Tyrion reached out to take the soul bear, Luminas suddenly asked with great interest:

"Do you need me to watch over her?"

"Need not!"

The great lord held the struggling soul bear in his arms, looked at the naturally evolved spirit of the beast, and whispered:

"If she dares to be dishonest, little Yuna will throw her into the world of death without hesitation. I think that world that is indifferent enough will give her a real... lesson!"