Azeroth’s Death Track

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There are many different manifestations of life, from docile kittens to grim crocodiles, from bacteria invisible to human eyes, to birds roaring and migrating to occupy the sky, and even grass, numbers, forests that never speak Let your feet trample, let wildfire rise, and burn everything.

Will life be angry?

meeting!

But in the vast majority of cases, the humble life can only bear all this in silence.

In terms of doctrinal research, the Druids, the most steadfast devotees of the way of life and nature, cannot actually determine whether there is another form of mild life.

The completely different side of the foundation that supports the entire world system with meekness, the side that appears as a destroyer or a punisher... The devastating life, with instinctive devouring, assimilation and plunder, will eventually deform all All life is erased, leaving only the foundation of the most original, let the new season of civilization re-grow on the ruins of the old world, and then look forward to it will be a civilization that has an extremely respectful belief in life...

If they are not, then the green frenzy that represents angry life and destruction will come back from the ground.

A very bold and arrogant fantasy, but in Mount Hyjal, in the Cenarion Circle, most druids think this is a crazy whisper of fantasy, at least in Azeroth, everything is natural The source exists in a gentle and decent state.

Nordrassil, the tree of the world that protects the night elves from immortality, is the best manifestation of this gentle life.

"But now, we have seen it."

Mo Yana stood by the pool in the jungle of Yongmao. She reached out and stroked the vines growing in the water behind her. Behind her, there was a dull high-level Druid Olting Stantin in his dull eyes. The seed of life surrounded and protected by running water, vines, and steel is still "breathing" at a mysterious frequency. In the rhythm of the pool water, every breath will make the life energy in this magical forest become larger. , Heavier.

"Representing the seeds of anger and nature, maybe its ancestors tried to reshape this small world with plant life, but for some reason we do not know, the conquest of this plant failed, and it was replaced with Azeroth. It's exactly the same flesh and blood life."

Mo Yana said in a sincere voice:

"But you can also feel, Stantin, it is here, it is recovering, and one day, it will re-fulfill its ancestors' mission and let the world fall back between green remodeling and tranquility...itself That is, another embodiment of life and nature."

"This is another interpretation that is completely different from our moderate natural forces. It is full of violence, devouring, killing and reshaping the will. Even if it has not yet awakened, that wild will forces the surrounding plants to evolve into it. "Soldier", its "Advance Force"."

Mo Yana raised her hand. With this action, those elder Lin Jing raised their hands sincerely with plants. Druid magic and the life of these plants are too harmonious. The speed of learning is simply a thousand miles, and in the hands composed of plants, the rich dark green energy is dancing at the fingertips.

At the feet of those Lin Jing, vines covered with sharp barbs quickly grew and entangled in their hands, forming their weapons, and the fallen leaves flying in the air were also given some kind of angry power, changing It was as strong as steel, sharp and full of lethality.

Mo Yana held out her hand, and a leaf fell in her palm, between the growth and entanglement of life energy in her body. The leaf was rapidly weathered. After a moment, a strange creature like a swarm flew into the air. But at the next moment, it grew crazy because of the loss of manipulation, and then turned into black ashes like a weathering, and fell on the ground.

"I feel its will, it is calling me..."

Mo Yana murmured back to the rhythmic Chishui, she whispered:

"It is calling me and making me its most honorable messenger, it will give me supreme power... no longer a powerless gentleness, but a hidden, real, anger under the mask of life It’s... devoured, and reborn!"

"What the **** are you talking about? Mo Yana, wake up!"

High-end Druid Ort Stantin shouted behind Mo Yana, he reached out and wanted to awaken the friend who was clearly captured by the strange seed, and he was the best as the big druid deer helmet. Disciple, this druid can easily feel the evil spirit in this ghost place. Although this place is full of life energy that makes the druids unable to let go, but these seem harmless and can be arbitrarily extracted Among the energy, who knows what danger is hidden.

They faced a seed of life born with ancient will, which is far from the terrible secret that their level of druids should be exposed to.

But the moment his finger touched Mo Yana's shoulder, an angry roar made Ort turn around, and he saw that under the call of the Lin Jing Druids, a whole body was covered by interlaced plants The behemoth composed of vines slowly walked out of the jungle of Yongmao woodland.

It looks like a giant mammoth. It even has ivory-like wooden teeth, four huge hooves supporting the body firmly, and a humanoid upper body. The thick, vine-shaped arms are in the air. Waving, in the entanglement of heavy green light, a giant oak long-blade battle axe appeared in the hands of this beast.

It has no wisdom in its green eyes, only shining a violent light. This is one of the most dangerous life in Draenor. In the once plains of France, the undead had fought with such monsters.

Jing Jing, the most powerful war weapon that Draenor's source of life can spawn, and their most powerful ones can even confront Goron, and now, with the cheers of the Lin Jing, this kind of The extinct plant behemoth appeared on Draenor's ground again.

Behind the dark green Jing Jing all over the body, the oldest giant trees in the Yongmao woodland, who have experienced countless years, also slowly moved up, like a ritual, in the forest spirits holding wooden weapons In our cheering, the branches of a huge banyan tree slowly moved, its trunk began to twist, forming thick legs, and the leaves on top of it wobbled like hair.

In the end, it opened its eyes, which were a pair of green eyes, in which the light of indifferent wisdom flowed.

An ancient tree!

Ancient trees are ancient tree people. These strange creatures are very common in the Druid gathering area of ​​Mount Hyjal.

They have generally lived extremely long years, and have profound wisdom. When encountering difficult problems, the druids often turn to ancient wisdom for answers, and the lives of the elves are threatened. At that time, the powerful ancient trees of war will also wake up and join the battle.

But the birth of each ancient tree is difficult, and the life forms of plants make it difficult for them to give birth to true wisdom. Even in Mount Hyjal, where Azeroth has the most vital energy, the number of ancient trees is scarce of.

Olt has never seen an ancient tree be awakened in such a simple way... In front of him, in the nourishment of a huge and unimaginable vitality, one ancient tree after another came out of the darkness of the Yongmao woodland, and Those Jing Jing beasts representing tyranny and violence, and those awakened Lin Jing, soon, the entire Yongmao woodland pool was filled with these living "plants".

This noisy scene was very quiet. Those Lin Jings quietly looked at Alter Stantin, seemingly waiting for his decision.

The lack of emotional eyes made the high-end Druid feel threatened...an indescribable danger.

"Mo Yana, tell me, what's going on? In just 2 days, have you been brainwashed? Or, are you going to kill me here?"

Ort squeezed the thorns staff in his hand, and the spells from the traditional druids wrapped around his body, but in front of him, Mo Yana, this should be his best friend, he was the best The wife of his brother looked at him with a pitying eye.

"Olt, my most trusted friend, haven't you heard?"

Mo Yana opened her arms. In Alter’s horrified eyes, he saw the floating of the mysterious pool behind him. Those vines floated slowly in the groan of a certain will, like a twisted Hydra. Similarly, put those wet vines on Mo Yana's shoulders, and on the body, those vines quickly detached from the main body, they became dry and shaped by vitality.

A moment later, Mo Yana's body had a mysterious, barbaric wooden armor. On top of her head, there was a crown of thorns, and she held out her hand and held the one in front of her. A slender vine, in the gleam of dark green vitality, that vine quickly turned into a simple staff shining with halo.

"My friend, I am sharing the truth with you!"

Mo Yana took a step forward, the elite Lin Jing elders respectfully knelt on the ground, bowed down to the new priest they believed in "the **** of life and nature", and Mo Yana accepted After this kind of kneeling, surrounded by thousands of Lin Jing, the staff in her hand lightly touched the ground:

"In the past few days, I listened to its will. When it was on the verge of death, it was the undead who brought it out of the ancestor's tomb, and it was enough that the undead provided it..." ", Necromancers are trustworthy! And Necromancers are an important part!"

"We were wrong, my friend, our previous understanding of nature was too obvious."

Mo Yana sighed. She was like the big druids, speaking obscure and incomprehensible words:

"The balance between life and death is the natural balance, the sacred commandment that cannot be broken! The undead represents death, falling, and withering, and we, our agents of the will of life, are in withering and rebirth. China abides by and maintains this sacred commandment!"

"What the **** are you talking about?"

Alter had already felt that things were not good, and Mo Yana was obviously being ... manipulated by a **** thing, or more terrifying, the soul under her body might have been replaced.

Thinking of this, the high-level druid no longer hesitated, and the light of the transforming art flowed on his body. Within a second, a black crow rose into the sky, trying to break through the shackles of Yongmao woodland, but he had not waited Flying into the air, the leaves above the entire jungle began to dance wildly. Those blades like flying knives interweave in the air to form a green hell.

Blood and black feathers fell from the air, and then Alter's body was bathed in blood. He fell on the ground. These plants did not want his life, but they cut off his control of the body with some strange toxin. , Let him lie helplessly on the ground like a prisoner waiting for death.

"Druids draw their strength from nature and call themselves the guardians of nature, but they are wrong, we are wrong."

Mo Yana stood in front of Ort who couldn't even speak. She looked at her friend with a touch of loss:

"I am sober, no one has forced me to change my thinking, I am more sober than ever, Olt, we are wrong! Nature does not need to guard, nature has enough power to protect itself, it needs... Awe, what it needs is, punishment! Punishment for those flesh and blood creatures who do not fear nature!"

"Only bleeding can feel pain, and only pain can be thought-provoking... The balance between life and death cannot be broken, but Azeroth cannot understand it, and the world that has been living in illusory peace cannot understand order. Importance, Tyraine is trying to make them learn to obey the order, we, we have to help him achieve this great goal."

She bent down, lifted her friend with one hand, threw him into the pool of water behind, watching Oort struggle hard in the life-filled water, she said softly with a sad expression:

"That foolish world needs to bleed. It feels pain. Only pain can make it awe of nature... feel the truth, my friend."

"boom"

The wooden staff in Mojana's hand was fiercely lit on the ground, and her voice became louder, entangled with the special rhythm rippling in the jungle at the last moment.

"Feel and maintain this balance, this is our mission!"

"This is... the mission of the wither!"

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