[Ian Brandt, Ranger of the Third Squadron, the fifth team, was on the way to perform a routine exploration mission in April of the eighth year of the year. He did not return after the deadline. Later, his teammates searched for him but failed and reported his disappearance!]

After crossing the layers of magic pods, the Ranger walked to Triton and stood there not far away. His pale and godless pupils stared at him, while the eyeball on the right that raised half of his eye socket kept turning left and right, with bloodshot on it. Just one look at it makes people feel creepy.

Mullisa was so cold that she had seen the dead before. She had even faced the desperate situation of death. However, this kind of situation that was not dead in front of her was the first time she had seen it. Death was not terrible, but what was terrible was the unknown hidden behind death.

Facing the strange and dangerous ranger, Triton's attitude was puzzled. His expression was calm as if he was not wary. He slowly pulled out of the corpse of the demon pod. When the sword body was pulled away, he did not forget to wipe it left and right. His relaxed and casual appearance was like playing a game.

Triton's reaction was too strange. Murlisa really couldn't understand it, but then she felt relieved again when she thought about it. Maybe Triton was a little worried. This ranger might not be as dangerous as he said. Maybe Triton had already thought of a solution, so she acted so easily. In any case, Triton's attitude was a little bit vague, and today might be safe.

It’s a pity that Mullisa didn’t know that Triton was just pretending to be calm at this time. He was actually so nervous that every cell and every nerve were roaring wildly. The shadow of death enveloped his heart. His muscles wanted to break free from the constraints at all times and wanted to show his existence urgently, but unfortunately he was tightly suppressed by his strong will.

"You are very special!"

Ranger spoke. Although his tone was hard and harsh, just like the first time he spoke, he did use the Delaney language and said word by word: "You are different from those green-skinned people, you are different!"

"I can feel that you are not afraid of me, you are just worried that I will hurt your companions! No, not just that, you know who I am, you know who I am!"

Triton was shocked. He denied without thinking: "I have never seen or heard of you. The so-called understanding is nonsense. Also, what is the conspiracy of you to lure us here? What is this sea of ​​flowers and these demon pods to you?"

The Ranger ignored Triton's question, and the white flower on his head suddenly pointed at several people. Mullisa tightened her body, and invisible fluctuations swept across her body, sweeping her inside and out into a transparent way.

"You are lying!"

With a few words, the Ranger's Draenei became quite proficient in speaking. He said clearly: "You are the same as your green similarities, and you want to lie to me!" [~~Iqi Literature                                                                                                    �

"Turn into dust, the flesh and blood that pollutes nature, this world does not allow you to exist!"

Seeing that the Ranger was about to take action, Triton quickly shouted loudly: "Wait!" He looked sincere and said with sincerity: "Well, I really didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, look at my eyes..."

After saying that, he felt that he was not sincere enough and quickly blinked his eyes. In the eyes of those who were unaware of it, he thought something was wrong with his eyes.

It’s a pity that the Ranger is not interested in this. The dark green magic light gathers in his hands. As his will extends, he gradually compresses into a basketball-sized light ball floating in his palms, and only waits for completion to be released.

The magic light ball in the Ranger's hand did not make Mullisa feel afraid. Instead, she felt the surging vitality from it. However, Triton was sweating profusely. He looked at the light ball with a nervous look on his face, while trying to stop him, "Wait, don't you want to know where we are?"

As if worried that the Ranger would not understand, he quickly turned around and pointed at Murlisa and said, "It's these blue-skinned lives. Are you not curious about their origin?"

As Triton expected, the Ranger indeed stopped magic, and a green branch emerged from the flesh on his shoulders, and then it was about to grow and bloom. After a moment, a bright red trumpet flower the size of a cup appeared in front of several people. The flower's heart was like a piranha's mouth, covered with stern teeth.

"You are very smart. Every word you say can arouse my curiosity. Your wisdom deserves a seed for me!"

Ranger's voice was indescribable horror. Triton's mouth was bitter, and the light from the corner of his eyes glanced lightly at a distance, praying in his heart that time would pass faster and faster.

Although he felt like he was living like years, he could not fight and could not escape, and Triton could only bite the bullet and continue to delay time: "They are from the mysterious extraterritorial world. Are you really not curious?"

"Sad flesh and blood creatures, the blowing monsoon has already told me the origin of these blue-skinned creatures. In the face of the great nature, you have no secrets!"

Ranger's arm suddenly exploded, and dense vines as thick as fingers shot in. Triton, caught off guard, had already avoided as much as possible. Unfortunately, the vines still wrapped around his body. What's worse was that the juice on the surface of the vine seemed to have a paralytic effect. In just a moment, he felt that his whole body was sore and soft that he could not exert any strength.

The trumpet flowers on the Ranger's shoulders left the body. The flowers made legs for the roots of the head, and unknown liquid was sprinkled in their mouths. They shook and crawled along the vines to Triton's chest, gently pierced the roots into their cheeks. The mouth that was originally bitten to death unconsciously loosened, and then the trumpet flowers slowly crawled in.

"Now, be my slave, present your wisdom to me, and give your loyalty to the great ancestors!"

The vine slowly loosened, Triton lay on the ground with a purple-black complexion and retching. He pinched his throat wildly, visible to the naked eye. The blue veins on his neck burst out, and he bulged and wandered freely under the skin, trying to break through the restrictions and enter the inside of his abdominal cavity.

"Stop resisting, this is the gift of nature to you, this is the glory you cannot imagine!"

His eyes were dark, and his brain was temporarily dizzy due to lack of oxygen. Triton still did not give up. He felt the roots constantly wriggling in his throat. He was cruel in his heart. Even if he died, he should not become a half-human and half-plant monster!

The silver-white light rose on Triton's body. The holy light that used to make people feel warm in the past had no effect at this moment. Mullisa was extremely panicked. She knew she had to do something!

As if he noticed Murlisa's thoughts, Triton tried his best to point his left hand slightly tremblingly to the distance, and howled wildly in his heart: "Wake him up, wake him up!"

Thankfully, Mullisa saw this scene. Although the time was short, Triton retracted her left hand and continued to pinch her throat. Although Mullisa suspected that she was a little confused, she still subconsciously tried it and released the healing technique not far away, where Cruise's "corpse" was lying.

The silver light of the healing technique slowly dissipated, Mullisa felt desperate, useless, Cruise had already died of poisoning, and the holy light could not heal a dead person, and the legendary resurrection technique was not something that she, a little priest, could master.

Ranger stood aside and watched the farce coldly. Whether it was Triton or Mullisa, he never took it seriously. In this sacred land, all the intruders had the only end to perish!

Triton's breathing became weaker and weaker, and his strength was leaving little by little, while the monster in his throat was still alive!

Soul-Submitting Flower, this is what people call that monster. After it enters the abdominal cavity, your body will not belong to you. It will override the will, manipulate the body, and enslave the soul!

It seemed that when he was dying, many scenes flashed in front of Triton's eyes: when he was young, he was playing lively in the arms of his parents; when he was young, he did not know that the world was high and the earth was sinister, and he was bewitched on the wrong path; when he was middle-aged, he turned against his friend Glens and became enemies, and decades of friendship turned into nothing; in the end, his family was broken and his family was betrayed and his relatives were separated, and he died in pain and regret.

In order to save him alone, his father, he died of humiliation and humiliation; his mother, Shirnona, was seriously ill and bedridden because of a great blow, passed away soon after; his sister, Hemines, hated him and cursed him, turned into a dark witch for revenge, and was eventually corrupted by the power of shadow and turned into a slave to darkness!

This is his future? This is the life he is looking forward to?

No, this is not his fate, this is not the result he wants!!

The previous life was a wrong life! In this life, he vowed to change his destiny!!

I am Triton Lingen, the proud Gelt, and I will protect my family with the sword in my hand! Guard my tribe!! Guard the glory of Lord Prophet!!!

The strength from somewhere filled his whole body. Triton let the hands that were confining his throat, let the Soul Flower pass through the throat and fall into his body. He picked up the one-handed sword on the ground. He held his right hand tightly and roared, "Charge!"

...

Zhang Yue had a dream. In the dream, he traveled to the world of Azeroth. Not only did he become a German man, but he was also a traitor from the Burning Legion!

This dream is really too realistic. Although the content of the dream is forgotten when waking up, the fear of facing death still echoes in the memory and cannot be dissipated for a long time.

Running to the bathroom to wash his face, looking at his dark circles in the glass, Zhang Yue was amused and crying. Talking about traveling to the world of Azeroth has always been the thing that oeR fans yearned for the most, but he was scared to death. It was still the ancients who said it was right that Ye Gong was not good at dragon!

I wiped the water droplets on my face with a towel, took out my phone and looked at the time. At 1:2 o'clock in the morning, I calculated carefully. It was only three hours since he lay down on the bed.

I got into the quilt again, tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. I sat up again in a disgusting way, leaning against the head of the bed, looking confused: I'm in trouble, I have insomnia in the middle of the night, what should I do?

I took out my phone and opened the browser skillfully. However, I didn’t know if it was the Internet or the question. The small circles on the web page kept spinning around, and it was still like this after a long time.

Zhang Yue only felt a toothache. He was in trouble and couldn't even open a webpage. He threw his phone aside in anger and looked up at the ceiling.

I'm crazy, what the hell is that I'm so energetic in the middle of the night? Zhang Yue was out of mind and thought: It's so boring, when will I fall asleep?

The more he thought about it, the more he became. This strange situation made Zhang Yuedan feel so painful. In the end, he defeated laziness by boredom. He had no choice but to get up from the quilt again, walked to the computer and sat down.

What should I do? After thinking carefully, Zhang Yue gave up. He really didn't know what to do. He played the game. He was not interested. He didn't want to touch any game now, especially Warcraft! Warcraft!!!

With the idea of ​​boring, I turned on the computer. Well, I've confirmed this time. There was indeed a problem with the Internet. The browser on the computer is like a bird on the phone. The only difference is that the circle in the middle has become several times larger.

Since you can't access the Internet, you can only eliminate all the things that are related to the Internet. You can open the hidden folders aimlessly. The tricky posture in the past makes people's blood excited and want to go deep into it to learn together. At this moment, the teachers who have lost their appeal and can't get any interest when they see it.

In desperation, Zhang Yue retreated and began to search for the old movies he had downloaded before to play time. The "Terminator" trilogy is boring; "Ghost Men"? No colds. Although the motorcycle inside is cool, the plot is really average.

After picking around, his eyes fell on a certain movie without realizing it. He grabbed his head and said to himself in confusion: ""Grudge"? Horror movie? Is there such a movie on my computer?"

Zhang Yue doesn't like horror movies, especially Japanese horror movies. When he was in middle school, he watched Sadako with his classmates, but he didn't dare to go out alone for two weeks. Later, he left a shadow that could not be separated. Whenever he mentioned this, Zhang Yue would always be ridiculed by his classmates.

Right-clicking on the movie, Zhang Yue clicked on the delete with a handsome look. This kind of harm cannot appear in front of him, nor in his computer!

The deleted action bar is slower than the snail. It took less than a second to complete in the past, but this time it passed strangely for a few minutes and was still halfway through. Zhang Yue was so angry that he wondered if the computer was poisoned. Otherwise, why would the mouse cursor suddenly move on its own?

Subconsciously rubbed his eyes and looked at it. This glance scared Zhang Yue half of his souls and seven spirits away. He was not dazzled. The cursor was indeed moving. Not only did he cancel the task that was being deleted, but he also right-clicked to open the movie. He chose to play with QQ video in a particularly humane way...

At midnight, the computer opened a horror movie by itself. Listening to the gloomy and terrifying background music coming from his ears, looking at the little boy with white body and staring at big eyes in the picture, Zhang Yue's tiger body shook, his eyes were like copper bells, and his mouth was wide open and his head was covered.

The little boy who performed hard on the computer smiled evilly, and then black blood flowed out of the seven orifices, crawling out of the computer little by little with indescribable hideousness and horror.

He stood up calmly from his seat and glanced at the room. Zhang Yue turned around and walked into the kitchen. After a while, he took out a rolling pin and pulled it down at the little boy with his teeth and claws without saying a word: "I'll scare me so much, let you scare me! It's fun, right? I'll have fun with you today! MMP, I won't kill you and I'll take your surname!"

The little boy was stunned by this random stick. He wanted to hide but couldn't do it, but he couldn't get away. He was angry and anxious, ashamed and angry, and finally released all his strength. A violent vibration swept across the room. The coffee table shattered in the vibration, the table collapsed in the vibration, and Zhang Yue, who was caught off guard, fell to the ground.

The room was in a mess like this. There were two people in the room with big eyes facing small eyes. Finally, the little boy asked dissatisfiedly: "I clearly felt your fear, why are you not afraid of me in the end?"

Looking at the little boy with a strong desire for knowledge, he glanced at the table behind him that turned into a garbage dump, and secretly estimated the fighting power of the two. Zhang Yue said wisely: "Why am I not afraid? Don't you have a little x-number in your heart?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Look at what you are now, how scary do you make me afraid?!

It’s good to create fear by creating atmosphere, but just pretend to be a ghost. What’s wrong with you making a Draenei child? Look clearly at my face. I’m a human, man, man! I don’t love the German guys, and I can’t resonate at all!”

"And your acting skills are simply terrible, worse than the young and handsome guy!" Zhang Yue said heartbrokenly: "The one who is on TV is Sadako, and the one in the curse is a hero. Although I haven't watched it, no matter how much they say, they can't make a scene together, right?"

"So little brother, I really feel that your level is too bad. It's not that you are not talented, but that you are not at all interested!"

The little boy was hit hard, and he said aggrievedly: "Is I really that bad?" As he said that, he cried: "My mother has always praised me as the smartest and said I am the most talented nightmare. Why did it become like this? Woo woo..."

With a gentle movement of his ear, the word "nightmare" was immediately remembered in his heart. Looking at the crying little boy, Zhang Yue only felt that his head was too big. He didn't know how powerful the so-called nightmare was, but at present, a nightmare that would be made to cry seemed to be terrible...

After running to the bed that turned into a garbage dump, Zhang Yue walked over with a pack of cigarettes and handed one on it: "Come on, don't cry, don't cry, smoke a cigarette."

Curiously taking the cigarette, watching Zhang Yue sucking the clouds and spitting mist, Xiao Mengyan also picked up the lighter. Before he could light it, Zhang Yue suddenly said, "Are you an adult?"

"Not yet," the little boy felt sad when he talked about this: "Mom is dead, she was killed by a bad guy. I finally escaped, I..."

"You can't smoke if you're not a grown-up!"

Zhang Yue took the cigarette away and threw it on the ground. In Xiao Mengyan's dissatisfied gaze, he said: "Are you an orphan? Oh, it's so pitiful! By the way, what is a nightmare? Why haven't I heard of you before?"

"We are amazing!"

Speaking of his race, his previous unhappiness was thrown aside by the little nightmare. He said proudly: "We live in the shadow world of the multiverse, feeding on the fear of all things. As long as there are creatures and dreams, we can survive forever!"

"So powerful?" Zhang Yue said in surprise.

"Of course!" Little Nightmare nodded quickly.

"Then why haven't I heard of you? Since you are so powerful, how did your mother be killed?"

Speaking of mother, Xiao Mengyan's mood fell down again. He twitched his nose and replied, "I heard from my mother that we were originally living in a very rich world where there were endless delicious fears to enjoy. Later, a big villain named Tyre broke into our world and drove my tribe out.

Shortly after birth, my mother started to take me around until we came to a new world and met a kind-hearted man named Sauron. He took us in and gave us a lot of food.
To be continued...