With the addition of new forces, especially the elite teams of the major clubs, the Nightmare Phantoms could no longer massacre the players like before.
Originally, a small team would have to face two or three Nightmare Phantoms. Now, two or three small teams only needed to focus on one Nightmare Phantoms. The situation was completely reversed. Players could be revived after they died, and they could also be revived by Druids. Every Nightmare Phantoms that died meant one less.
The reason why the Nightmare Phantoms were so strong was because of their numbers, and because they could increase their strength by killing players.
The Nightmare Phantoms that covered the entire Nighthaven were quickly wiped out.
"…" Eranikus was confused and angry. "What's there to brag about defeating my subordinates? Come and fight me, mortal!"
"Biubiubiu!" Countless skills flew towards Eranikus, and his face was covered in them.
"Remulos, I can easily defeat them and make them stop. I'm tired of this kind of entanglement. I'll let your death be the end of this battle." But he did not lose his rationality, and his pride gradually faded. Eranikus knew that the key today was to kill Remulos, and then these ant-like weak adventurers would no longer be a threat.
"Protect Remulos!" Lu Li shouted.
How were they supposed to protect Remulos? Healers could heal him, but the damage he received from the dark-green Dragon Breath was too high. The players' healing would be of little use.
At this critical moment, Tyrande finally appeared with reinforcements. She began to pray.
"Elune, please listen to my prayer. Let us find peace of mind. Look at our fallen bodies!"
As she prayed, all the players who had fallen got up. It was a group resurrection spell. Everyone present had 4,500 HP per second. Most players did not have that much HP. This meant that as long as they were not killed instantly, it would be difficult for them to die.
After solving the problem of the players, Tyrande looked at Eranikus.
Eranikus: What are you looking at?
Tyrande gave him a sidelong glance and shouted, "Eranikus, seek forgiveness. Everything will be forgiven …"
"Pardon your sister!"
The Nightmare Tyrant wanted to interrupt the Priestess' spell-casting. The Priestess might not be stronger than Remulos, but she had a real God as her backer. She would often find parents to bully children.
However, Tyrande had brought the most elite sentinels of the Night Elves, as well as the priests of the Temple of Light. Eranikus could not break through to close combat.
"Eranikus, your sins will be pardoned. Elune will always love you. Break free from your shackles …"
Large swathes of moonlight pierced the sky above Nighthaven, which was shrouded by the Lord of Nightmares. They were like fairies with small wings, rushing towards Eranikus. Eranikus almost peed on the spot.
Archimonde was such a powerful figure, but didn't he also die under this move?
This is cheating! Why do you have to use this trick against me!
Although the effect of the skill looked similar, it was not really the fairies' self-destruction. The fairies formed by the moonlight immediately entered Eranikus' body when they came into contact with him.
From a player's point of view, Eranikus looked like a huge ball of fire as he was being burned by the moonlight.
"Why, why … did this happen? Where are you? Where are the Moon Goddess? When I fell to save this world, where were you?" Eranikus struggled in pain. His heart was filled with resentment and unwillingness.
The huge full moon hung high in the sky, coldly looking down at the earth.
Eranikus gradually returned to his original color. He murmured in a daze, "I feel the Moon Goddess. I feel her touch again. She is smiling at me."
Tyrande prayed sincerely, "Praise Elune, Eranikus has been saved."
After being saved, Eranikus was no longer the Tyrant of Nightmares. He sighed and said, "I have been lost for a long time. The Nightmares caused me to fall completely. Now … you … have saved me. It was you who saved me from the clutches of the Nightmares."
The players all received the notification of the Reputation reward. At least their efforts were not in vain.
Eranikus did not say anything about the Scepter Fragment that he had once guarded. He simply took it out and gave it to Remulos. It was a relief that he did not have to bear the responsibility of guarding it.
"My Queen," Eranikus said to Tyrande, "I am not worthy of your prayers. You are the Angel of Light, the incarnation of hope. Please let me return to that ancient cave. Perhaps then I can return to the Emerald Dream. Like Malfurion, I also have my beloved … She is waiting for me … I must return to her side and protect her … "
"No problem, Eranikus. Take care," Tyrande did not object.
Eranikus had been purified, but he still had to go back. Everyone had their own destiny.
"He has already received his redemption," Remulos said kindly as he looked in the direction where the green dragon had disappeared. "I still have to thank you and your friends. Without them, Nighthaven might have ended differently today."
"This is what we should do. Azeroth is everyone's home." And so, Lu Li received another piece of Legendary equipment.
He was the main target of this quest, so of course his reward was much more generous than the average player's. Most of the average players present received Reputation. Although the overall increase was a lot, there were too many players participating, so many of them only received single digits of Reputation.
No one cared about how much the reward was. Today's experience would become something they could brag about for years to come.
The Moonlight Woodland, which was usually deserted, was surprisingly lively today. It just so happened that Brewfest had just ended, so the players more or less had some stock. As such, getting drunk became the main focus of today's event.
Lu Li took the Green Scepter Fragment and returned to the Caverns of Time to find the Bronze Dragon Anachronos.
"How is Eranikus?" the Bronze Dragon asked.
"He was purified by Elune's summoning of the Moon God's power. He has now returned to the side of his beloved," Lu Li said briefly.
"It wasn't easy for you to defeat him." The Bronze Dragon nodded in satisfaction. "However, now isn't the time to celebrate. I hope that you can find the remaining fragments as well. I'm starting to believe in your abilities now."
Lu Li chose to find Azuregos of Azshara.
Before the Cataclysm, the Night Elf city of Adalas in Azshara was thriving. Many people believed that there were many powerful relics of the ancient High Elves buried in the ruins of this once prosperous castle. The Blue Dragon Legion guarded these powerful relics and magic knowledge for generations, not letting these things fall into the hands of mortals. The appearance of the Blue Dragon Azuregos seemed to imply that some of the most powerful relics were buried in the wilderness of Azshara. It could even be the legendary Bottle of Eternity.
The Blue Dragon was once a Wild Boss that wandered around Azshara, and it was also an important indicator of a team's ability. A team that could kill a Blue Dragon meant that they could enter the Molten Core!
Lu Li and the others had already taken down the Molten Core, so the Blue Dragon was naturally no problem.
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