I traveled through time and space and became the Archbishop of Stormwind!

Alvin leaned over to look at the footprints.

He leaned so close to the ground that his nose almost touched the damp moss.

But to be honest, he looked carefully several times up and down, left and right.

The fine night dew condensed on the moss, the small insects in the mud, and even the dust on the stones can be seen clearly.

But those legendary "glaringly obvious" footprints disappeared without a trace, as if they were cast into invisibility.

He didn't see anything suspicious.

The two people next to them, Quilindra and Shantis, were having a heated conversation.

"Judging from the footprints, they've been walking for at least three hours."

Quelindra stood up, the tip of her spear gleaming coldly in the dim light.

"I simply cannot understand why a druid of such high esteem would betray his people. He possesses almost everything."

"We previously speculated that Fandral was devastated by the loss of his son."

Shantis also stood up, stepping on the stone with one foot, revealing her beautiful figure.

"He cooperated with the orcs, probably because the orcs promised him something."

The tips of her ivy-covered ears trembled slightly,

“Orcs? Those disgusting creatures?”

The tree demon shuddered as he spoke.

"Honestly, I really don't want to see those scary guys again. Their teeth are as ugly as those of trolls!"

"That's impossible. They are waiting for us right ahead. Let's keep going."

Shandris turned suddenly, the cold iron arrows in her quiver jingling.

"According to our ogre captive, their leader has probably already traveled south to Silithus. I'm afraid our hunt has only just begun."

Alvin took the opportunity to get closer to the two of them and interrupted them: "Um... where are the footprints? I've been looking for them for a long time and can't find them..."

"Where you're stepping is Fandral's mark."

Quelindra forced Alvin back a step with her spear and pointed at the spot where he had just stepped.

"It's right there, it's so obvious how can you not see it?"

Alvin opened his eyes wide, still seeing nothing.

Just when Alvin was discouraged and thought he didn't have the talent to be a scout.

Quelindra suddenly jumped over and covered Alvin's mouth.

"Ok?"

Just when Alvin was wondering,

Suddenly, a groaning sound of rotten wood cracking was heard from behind the pillars at the entrance of the ruined temple.

Several people were attracted by the sound and looked at each other.

Alvin pointed his staff at that place and shone the holy light on it.

Three twisted dead trees were stretching their trunks in the dim light, raising fluorescent green sawdust as their bark peeled off.

The gnarled branches did not sway in the night breeze but twitched like the spastic fingers of a drowning man.

Immediately afterwards, the dead tree opened its two weathered eyes!

The two branches on the sides of the body formed arms, and the roots under the feet were pulled out of the ground and turned into movable little feet!

The sound of "click, click" of joint friction came from underground, and the tangled roots were pulling out from the humus, hitting the ground with wet mud.

When the tree man on the far left raised its branches, Alvin saw that the black fungal spots all over its trunk were wriggling strangely, like some kind of living creature parasitic in the wood.

"Oh my god, a tree demon?!"

Quelindra glared at Alvin.

"Watch your words, Alvin. I am the dryad. This is the treant. This is a druid's spell."

It was then that Alvin realized.

Yes, can't the night elf hero, Old Deer, in Warcraft 3 turn trees into treemen?

It seems to be called "Force of Nature".

"It seems to be a gift left to us by Fandral Staghelm."

"sand..."

Shandris's silver spear was already fully drawn, and the arrowhead was aimed at the tree man's empty "eye socket".

"They are indeed corrupt! How Fandral managed to stay hidden until now is beyond my comprehension!"

Her emerald pupils shrank into vertical lines.

These tree spirits have been tainted by his spell, kill them! "

Say it's too late, then it's fast,

When the nearest tree man suddenly dug his roots into the ground, the female dryad dragged Alvin back quickly - a ball of poisonous thorns emitting black smoke exploded at the place where they were standing.

It turned out that the tree man extended the attack to their feet through the underground!

“Watch your step!”

Shandris's warning and the sound of breaking air rang out at the same time.

Alvin discovered that Shandris's arrow had already left the bow!

"Dudu!"

Two not-so-crisp sounds were heard, and two feather arrows hit the two tree men one after another, directly piercing through them.

But the tree people seemed to feel nothing and continued to roar and attack the few people through underground.

"Damn it! These tree people are so annoying! Why are druid spells always so annoying?!"

But no matter what, the battle continues.

Seeing that the bow and arrow had no effect, Shandris quickly changed her strategy.

He swung his hand and a white trap appeared at the feet of a tree man.

"Oh!"

There was a crisp sound, and a ball of white frost rose directly from under the feet of the orc who stepped on the trap, fixing his body in place and making him unable to move at all.

"Is this a freezing trap?!"

Alvin was shocked. It turned out that Shandris was a huntress!

But think about it, Hunter, Hunter, if it’s not a Hunter, then what is it?

Shandris was attracted by Alvin's cry and looked at him with a frown.

"Let me show you how a huntress fights!"

As she spoke, she jumped back and retreated eight feet away. Where she had originally stood, a group of dark tree roots protruded from the ground.

"Shock!"

Shandris did not stop, but shot an arrow at one of the two tree people rushing towards her.

The feather arrow emitted strange ripples, creating a spiral of blue light in the air, and hit the torso of a tree man.

The guy immediately seemed to be dizzy, staggering and unable to walk anymore.

Shandris stood still on the ground, drawing the arrow, drawing the bow, and aiming. After drawing the bow almost to its full length,

With a "bang", he shot an arrow with great force at the last tree man who was about to rush into the attack range.

The female hunter has graceful movements and looks so cool while standing and drawing the bow.

That arrow should not be underestimated either. The sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded and disappeared in an instant.

Then,

The poor tree man was hit directly by the arrow in the tree canopy, and the huge force of the arrow broke the tree canopy in half.

The upper body of the little tree man flew directly into the air, and his lower body rushed forward a few meters before finally falling down.

Seeing this, Alvin couldn't help but applaud.

He had seen many men fight, but Shandris's combat was absolutely graceful and deadly.

There was not a single wasted move, and the series of moves were as smooth as flowing water, truly worthy of tens of thousands of years of combat experience.

"Next one! Aim and shoot!"

As Shandris spoke, she shot another arrow. The tree man who was spinning in place suffered the same fate as his brother and was also broken into two pieces.

And when Shandris wanted to perform a hat trick and kill the third tree man.

Quelindra raised her spear and chanted a spell in Kaldorei.

Alvin suddenly felt that the spell was very familiar, it was just translated into Kaldorei.

When I think back, the deer's spell is over.

"Ah! It's a dispel spell!"

"Hehe, this kind of summoned creature is my favorite to deal with!"

The deer smiled happily, pointed his spear, and magic gushed out.

The pure white magic quickly covered the little tree man, and a clear and crisp sound rang out, with colorful colors.

The little tree man's body suddenly became transparent and then dissipated into the air.

"Yeah, Dispel can deal with summoned creatures. How could I have forgotten about that?"

Alvin patted his head.