Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

Val'sharah, Cenarius Glade.

Under the curious gaze of hundreds of druids, Andrea closed his eyes and entered deep meditation. At this time, he was communicating with Cenarius who was in the Emerald Dream.

A few minutes later, Andrea opened his eyes again, and almost at the same time he opened his eyes, a green transboundary door made of natural force appeared in the middle of the woodland.

A strange creature with a human upper body and a deer lower body stepped out of the gate with graceful steps.

"Forest demigod!"

"Lord Cenarius!"

The druids present neatly lowered their stances and bowed to the half-human, half-deer creature.

Cenarius raised his hand with a gentle smile on his face, and all the bent druids felt a soft breeze straightening their bodies.

"You don't need to be too polite, and you don't need to call me an adult. We are all defenders of nature. There is no distinction between high and low. Just call me by my name."

Cenarius looked nostalgicly at the familiar scenery around him.

"Valsharah, after a few years of absence, the damage caused by the Burning Legion seems to have recovered."

Just as Cenarius was lamenting his long-lost return to Valshara, more than a dozen druids in leather armor came out one after another from the unclosed transboundary door behind him, and the leader was Andrea's mentor. , Archdruid Malfurion Stormrage.

Malfurion looked a little complicated when he saw Andrea, and Andrea didn't pay attention to his expression, and bowed with a smile as always.

"Teacher, long time no see, don't you come here okay?"

Malfurion sighed for a long time, "I've heard what happened from Fandral, Andrea, I've wronged you."

"Where is the teacher's words?"

Andrea smiled and shook her head, "Actually, right after the war ended, I planned to find a chance to leave Mount Hyjal."

"After all, the expression of power between me and the high priest of Yufeng is completely opposite. The difference in phase is natural. Staying together for a long time will only breed more conflicts. The mentor does not need to feel guilty about this. It is completely voluntary for me to leave."

"Hey~"

Malfurion didn't say anything, just patted Andrea's shoulder heavily.

Fandral Staghelmet was also among the dozen or so druids, standing behind the team and winking at Andrea, and beside him stood a female druid who seemed to have a good relationship.

He turned his dead fish eyes and glared at Fandral, ‘Is this guy here specially for dog food? but……'

Taking a deep look at the gentle woman, Andrea stroked her chin thoughtfully.

'Fandral has found a partner, which means... the countdown to the birth of Valstein has entered, right? '

...

With the demigod Cenarius as the leader, Malfurion, Fandral and others assisted, they quickly built a bridge with the Emerald Dreamland through Cenarius Woodland.

But this is only a temporary measure, the connection between Val'sharah, which is not covered by the roots of the World Tree, and the Emerald Dream is very weak.

After most of the conscripted druids dispersed, Cenarius and others came to Lora Hill at the invitation of Andrea and Mayor Fleet.

Malfurion, who was worried about the tribe, first raised the most urgent problem that Val'sharah needs to solve.

"We have to find a way to bring Valshara under the coverage of Nordrassil. Otherwise, the residents living here will not only have difficulty communicating with the mainland, but more seriously...they will not be able to enjoy the blessings imposed on the World Tree by the dragon kings."

After losing the Well of Eternity, the night elves can no longer live forever, and now they can only rely on the blessings bestowed on Nordrassil by the Three Dragon Kings to maintain the eternal life system.

And the Broken Isles far outside the mainland cannot be covered by Nordrassil, which means that the night elves in Val'sharah will have the concept of birth, old age, sickness and death.

The mayor of Fleet sighed and said, "That's right, the number of sick people in Lora Hill and the surrounding villages and towns has been increasing in recent years. Although the impact of life expectancy increase has not been seen in just a few years, it will continue to continue." Go on...maybe things will change in a thousand years."

The important question raised by Malfurion made everyone present ponder.

Although it is possible to try to persuade all the residents of Valshara to move back to the mainland, this is only an option as a last resort.

No one wants to move often. After the war, it is hard to settle in a new homeland. It is much more difficult to persuade these people to move than during the war.

Andrea glanced sideways at Fandral. This guy has been nourished by love recently, and he obviously hasn't focused all his attention on solving the problem.

‘As expected of you, Fandral who values ​​his family more than anything else. '

Sighing silently, Andrea raised her hand to propose her idea.

"Cenarius, mentor, I was thinking, is it possible to plant a new World Tree in Valshara and connect it with Nordrassil, so that the blessings of the World Tree can also be extended to Valshara Bar?"

Malfurion and Cenarius' expressions changed at the same time.

Cenarius took the lead in hammering his palm and said, "Good idea! We can't persuade the people to relocate, we just need to find a way to expand the scope of World Tree's blessing!"

Malfurion also nodded in relief, "Although the details still need to be discussed slowly, it should be a feasible solution, Andrea, your thinking is still so quick."

"Uh~ The instructor has won the prize."

Andrea scratched her face in embarrassment, "I'm just borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, who made Fandral so busy pampering his wife. '

However, Andrea's proposal did greatly shorten the time for Sara Dashiel to be planted, and saved a generation of Valshara in disguise.

Although he can't remember the exact number of years, Andrea vaguely remembers that Fandral planted trees all over the world after the high elves left and the high elves kingdom Quel'Thalas was established.

Since he is more interested in the history of the high elves, Andrea still has some impressions of the establishment time of Quel'Thalas, which should be around 7000-6500 years before the Dark Portal.

If the early planting of the World Tree can be facilitated, the residents of Valshara will regain their eternal life at least 3000 years earlier than in history.

Judging from the high elves' lifespan of 2000-3000 years, the night elves who lost their immortality will just die a generation in these 3000 years.

After Andrea put forward the idea, the remaining details will be gradually perfected by the archdruid Malfurion and Cenarius summoning the top leaders of the Druid sect.

Through the dream passage constructed by Cenarius, Andrea was directly sent back to Astrana, an important town in Ashenvale, by the demigod of the forest across the ocean, saving him half a year of traveling on the road.

"what!"

Walking out of Astrana, Andrea, who was about to transform into a flying form and go home, suddenly stopped, and then he patted his forehead annoyed.

"Forget one thing, explore Nazaras College."

Shaking his head helplessly, Andrea turned into a golden eagle and flew high into the sky, "Forget it, as long as the second World Tree is planted, it will be much more convenient to go to the Broken Isles through the Emerald Dream, let's talk about it next time."

Putting aside the to-do list for the time being, Andrea flew at high speed in the direction of Moonlight Town.

He was a little worried about the situation in the territory. After leaving for nearly a year, he wondered if Leticia, a naughty girl who gradually revealed her true nature, was making trouble at home.

'I hope it's just my illusion... I always feel that the skinny girl will make trouble while I'm away from home. '