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Chapter 167 Tyrande Whisperwind

"I have sent that worthless blood elf to find a sacrifice for that weapon."

"Then how long do we have to wait? If I can't kill that maggot before Lord Archimonde comes, I will have to face those horrible women!"

Hearing the name of the Coven of Destruction, Ticondio's wings couldn't help but tremble.

"Once my men have finished awakening that weapon, it will be time for us to kill him."

"For now, let's hide. The Human Alliance is a group made up of several races. If we provoke infighting among them, they will soon fall apart."

"The pointy-eared high elf is a good target."

Mananos said unhappily, "Then why don't we let the orcs attack humans directly?"

Tichondrius knew that the Legion would need the strength of these annihilan to charge into battle:

"Because that powerful demigod is cautious, and he has many powerful helpers, such as the old elven wizard who escaped by chance. He always comes up with bad ideas. And Taelan Fordring can easily join forces with these guys in the forest to deal with us."

"But the night elves are different. They are conservative and arrogant."

"That guy named Fandral Staghelm has always been hostile to outsiders. If orcs attack them, he will definitely vent his anger on humans who are also outsiders. And it is easy for us to use magic to pretend to be a few humans."

Tichondrius wanted to explain this matter in detail to Mannoroth, but seeing the annihilan waving his double-headed spear at the void, as if he was trying to kill Tyran Fordring, he thought it was better to save his energy!
Instead of hoping that the annihilan would be smarter, we should expect the night elves to be dumber.

"Don't worry, I've used the power of an artifact. These long ears will soon be unable to sit still."

Tichondrius lost interest in showing off his intrigues, as to why he was so sure that the night elves would not trust outsiders until the last minute.

That's because they understand human nature very well. The prejudice in people's hearts is like a mountain. This prejudice can even make people blind to the facts.

It is difficult for the arrogant night elves to change their inherent cognition and join forces with a new race to fight against the Legion.

Tichondrius knew that his ancestor was being tortured by his brother's soul every day, so he had to speed up the process and make the Titans of this world die as soon as possible!
As for the weapon, it was found by Jin Taisha, and it was unknown how she found it.

Tichondrius thought Jintaisa was a bit risky, because the weapon was said to be a claw of an old god. The old gods were the enemies of the Titans, and he didn't know how Jintaisa convinced him to use the dagger.

Isn't it afraid of facing Archimonde?

But that was none of his business, those ancient gods were sealed in a solid cage by the Titans and could not come out for the time being. They were not to be feared.

Soon the two demons completed their communication, and then the meeting ended with Manaloth's dissatisfied grumble.

As an experienced sentinel, Shandris Feathermoon had no desire to move. She quietly hid behind a tree, earnestly praying for Elune's protection. She was even cautious not to call her companions who were hiding in the distance.

Sure enough, after a while, the hateful big bat flew back, and it also used a method of energy detection, and there was no reaction from the surroundings.

It then set up a small magic circle and took out a small bottle of liquid with green light surging.

The powerful Nazrezim muttered some strange and evil spells. Then he poured the bottle of liquid into the magic circle. Then he muttered for a while.

The magic circle was activated, and as the green liquid filled the magic circle, a skull with green flames was summoned. It was filled with the power of evil energy.

"Haha, Kil'jaeden is right. This guy's blood can really summon his little toys."

It held up the skull with green flames: "With this, the elves' support will soon be gone."

You can't trust a word of the Nathrezim. It just said it had used the artifact. And it just summoned it. Malicious deception flows from every pore of its body. Even to its own colleagues, there is no truth.

Having achieved his goal, Tichondrius collected the skeleton and left with satisfaction. After waiting for a while, the big bat did not appear.

Several fallen bear monsters came over to drink water. They had been polluted by the well water, and their eyes had turned red. There was no light of wisdom in them anymore, only madness.

Shandris Feathermoon did not stay, she moved away from the bear monster, summoned her own Night Blade Panther, and left quickly.

The next night, she started to move again. She crossed the Night Road Valley and came to Satynar. The beautiful elf tree house and temple here had been burned to ashes. Large areas of forests had been cut down, and the ground was full of tree stumps.

Among them was a huge tree stump, which still exuded the breath of life.

It was an ancient tree of life that once protected this place. The souls of some ancient night elves who did not return to the embrace of the Moon God lived around it.

Now they were cut down by a group of red-skinned orcs.

Red skin? Aren't the sisterhood scouts said to have green skin?

She suddenly remembered what the two demons had said. That's right, these orcs were the little pets in the mouth of the big lizard. They drank its blood and became like this.

She was about to leave, but then she heard the roar of a wolf-like creature.

She quickly hid again.

A great battle was taking place below, with a green-skinned orc wearing mail and an eyepatch fighting the red-skinned orcs.

The red-skinned orcs were fierce in combat, but they were impulsive and reckless. They were soon beaten to the ground by the large number of green-skinned orcs, and then tied up with ropes and taken away.

These red-skinned orcs can use the power of fel energy, and their wizards can release a kind of red lightning, and the targets hit by lightning will faint on the ground. Fortunately, the physical fitness of those greenskins is amazing. They can resist this power.

After reading this, Shandris Feathermoon turned and left.

She had to tell the high priest about this.

Ten thousand years later, the enemies of the night elves have returned. They are stronger and more cunning. They bring with them a group of tree-chopping accomplices and an artifact of incredible power.

The sentinels had to act.

Five days later, the Sentinel leaders Tyrande and Shandris Feathermoon awakened the Archdruid Fandral Staghelm. Among the druids, only he often moved in the real world and was responsible for handling some matters of the Night Elves.

They had a very unpleasant conversation.

Shandris Feathermoon even admired the Nazrezim a little. It really understood human nature. Fandral Staghelm recognized the danger of the Burning Legion and agreed to awaken the druid sleeping in the Emerald Dream.

But he felt that those foreign visitors were a nuisance, those red barks who cut down trees should be eliminated, and that the so-called alliance was of no value. As long as they did not cause trouble and honestly ate sand in the barren land, there was no need to pay attention to them.

But Tyrande Whisperwind didn't think so, because she had received the latest information from Alena Starshine.

She met the leader of the Alliance, who turned out to be a demigod! A demigod of the Holy Light more powerful than Cenarius. He warmly received the Sentinel Captain and Druid.

She accepted the invitation of this demigod with natural energy and became a druid consultant of the Alliance. She also received her first month's salary.

From this leader, Tyrande received accurate information that Archimonde, the leader of the Burning Legion, had been summoned into this world by their new minions, the Undead Scourge.

And the world is full of Nathrezim spies. They can change into anyone's appearance and are difficult to be discovered.

Tyrande knew that the whole world was on the brink of destruction, and no one was a match for the demon lord. She could not listen to Fandral Staghelm's prejudiced ideas.

The most urgent task is to immediately awaken his lover Malfurion Stormrage.

However, good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone. Just as she started to act, she received bad news again. Felwood was corrupted by a mysterious fel power, and the bears began to escape through Timbermaw Fortress. Some of them even degenerated into fel creatures and began to attack the night elves.

Now we are surrounded by enemies on three sides.

Tyrande mobilized all the Sentinel troops and went to Moonglade with Shandris to prepare to awaken the Archdruid Malfurion Stormrage.

In the peaceful and tranquil Moonlight Glade, they saw the army of the undead. Before they could see their loved ones, they encountered the enemy first.

(End of this chapter)