Azeroth’s Death Track

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"So, you have known for a long time that that weird seed can affect people's hearts? Poor Mojana, I actually like her very much, especially her love with Vastein, which is really fascinating."

Aurelia asked in a low voice beside Tyrion, at this time, the two were standing on the edge of the platform of the dark temple, watching the whole green torrent beneath spreading forward on the ground of Gorgrond, At the forefront of this road is an extremely huge Jing Jing, it is the most powerful one of the first Jing Jing born, and now its new owner is named "Lund".

The priest of the wither Druid, Mojana Deer Helmet, is sitting behind this Jing Jing, she is closing her eyes and raising her mind, hanging a wooden pendant on her chest, one of which is the seed The small root system, in the faction of the newly born Druids, this thing is a real "sacred object."

"Yes, I know that."

Tyrion looked at the Lin Jing Legion walking forward on the ground like a legion, and he said softly:

"Kadgar gave me a 78-page research report. He proved from every aspect that the seed has its own will. Although it is still very...difficult to communicate, there is no doubt that It believes that its recovery represents the continuation of the "mission", Lin Jing’s reappearance means that it has bred enough power to continue the mission, and I... It took a long time for the lords to sleep Relayed his thoughts to it."

The King of Dark Blades smiled, and he reached out to hold his wife's waist:

"I froze myself not just to sleep, my Aurelia, only in that situation, the communication between me and the seed can not be disturbed, it is a very stubborn guy, but how to say... It may not be that hard to convince a stubborn child."

"Balance of life and death?"

Aurelia smirked with her mouth covered:

"I'm almost convinced that this near-perfect saying doesn't say a seed that doesn't have enough brains."

"Ok?"

Tyrion frowned:

"You think I'm cheating on it? No, Aurelia, I didn't cheat on it, just like I didn't cheat on you, the balance between life and death is exactly what we will do in the future..."

"You have to understand that the hostess, whether living or dead, actually needs a faith."

The King of Dark Blades seems unwilling to say too much on this issue. At the moment his will enveloped the entire dark temple, the palace began to fly forward slowly, the moment the green rune energy rose, Its speed is increasing, and at the end of its flight, the wide door of darkness has never been closed after being opened this time.

In today's southern Xinjiang, with the fall of Stormwind City, it is difficult to find a force that can threaten the Dark Portal under heavy protection.

"I'm going back to Mount Hyjal."

On the platform of the Dark Portal, looking at the armoured king in front of him, riding behind the Raven of the Raven, the Mo Yana, wearing a simple wooden armor, said:

"I want to spread the true will of nature in the Druid community, and the wither will need to inject new power all the time, and I will show this new faith to my father. I believe he will be interested."

"But isn't that dangerous? Ms. Mojana."

Tyrion jumped off the raven. He looked at the Druid Patriarch in front of him. He reminded:

"The Cenarion Circle is a conservative organization. By contrast, the beliefs of the withers are somewhat radical in their view. Please understand my concerns, Ms. Mo Yana, after you join our just cause, I have to Take care of your allies."

"It's just that the understanding of the way of nature is different. I'm well aware of the old ideas. When things are not at the most difficult time, they will not take the initiative to raise the butcher's knife, just like the teachings they believe in, and the principle of their life. Hypocrisy."

The obedient Lin Jing druids handed a black hood to their patriarch, she draped it over her body, and the lower edge of the hood was pulled down very low, only to see the pair of Mo Yana With eyes shining in flames representing natural forces, she said softly:

"Doctrine disputes only, there are doctrine disputes in any organization, you don’t need to worry about me, Your Majesty Terion, it’s just that I have expressed my loyalty with the will to understand nature in the will of nature. Hope, you don’t have...anxiety."

"I am a dead man, and the last thing a dead man needs is loyalty."

Tyrion said in his hollow voice:

"Like my lords, I never obliged them to obey me with coercive means, but cooperated, or...together with each other."

"The balance of life and death, the undead is an important link, and the existence of the wither is as important as ours. Me and my people will fulfill the dogma of death, just like you and your followers, will maintain The creed of life is general, listen to me."

The light in the ice-blue eyes of the King of Dark Blades jumped:

"The Blighter needs a Holy See in Azeroth. Personally, I think the Valley of Thorns is very suitable. Of course, this is just a friendly suggestion."

"Valley of Stranglethorn?"

Mo Yana thought for a moment, watching Taraion had taken the death knights through the dark gate, and she no longer stayed, and the thin vines bred under Mo Yana's feet, like a layer of wooden stairs , Carrying the Great Patriarch to sit back behind Jing Jing Lund again, and just before passing through the Dark Portal, she summoned her friend.

"Olt, I want to return to Mount Hyjal to let more of my compatriots see the true meaning of nature, and when I am away, the wither's initial development in Azeroth will be performed by you."

High-end Druid Alter Stantin no longer wore his own fur robes. Instead, it was a wooden armor like Mojana, wearing a dark hood, and the cold expression on his face was already. No, now, this tall male druid has a gentle smile on his face, just like a new person.

Facing the command of the Great Patriarch, he leaned slightly:

"I will do my best to pass the true meaning of nature to more lives in the days when you are away."

"Our first stop was in Stranglethorn Vale, where there is a lush jungle, which is very suitable for our teachings, but there are many trolls living there, I heard that those trolls do not advocate the way of nature, Ort , You have traveled around the world, do you know them?"

Mo Yana's question made Ort frown. The tall night elf Druid shook his head and said with a trace of disgust:

"No, only a small part of the existing trolls are still reluctant to follow the civilization inherited from ancient times, and the trolls in Stranglethorn Vale have long lost their traces of civilization. They have degenerated into a group of barbarians... On the day, it is said that deep in the Valley of Stranglethorn, the trolls of the ancient troll Gurubashi believed in the evil blood demigod."

"Well... then you should teach them!"

The night elf raised her beautiful eyebrows. She said to her friend:

"Tell me, Oort, my friend, what would you do if they did not believe in nature and did not want to respect the divine balance of life and death?"

Druid with a gentle smile on his face spread his hands and said softly:

"If the preaching of language does not work, then I will let them confess in pain, atone in the blood, and natural anger will fall on their heads, but this is not for destruction, but for punishment... to guide those brutal Creatures return to the correct civilization, and may naturally forgive their sins and souls."

"Very good, high-level Druid Olting Stantin. Your understanding of the doctrine of the Blighter makes me very happy."

Mo Yana nodded. She drove the huge Jing Jing to the dark door in front of her. She said:

"I can safely give everything to you."

"I have also heard the natural roar. I have understood the true meaning of balance. Violence is not necessary, but in many cases, it is more effective than preaching."

Ort stood on the spot, he shouted to Mo Yana:

"Also, my friend, my patriarch, please call me the harvest wizard Ort, I prefer this new name."

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The return of Mojana has caused the druid caves of Mount Hyjal to fall into boiling water. Of course, it is more because of the huge Jing Jing and the unique forest spirits who accompanied her back to Mount Hyjal.

These two kinds of plant life have never had a similar sample in Azeroth, and for the druids who have dealt with plant animals almost all the time, this peculiar life form is almost immediately attracted Many curious people.

However, Mo Yana did not promote the new doctrine of the wither under the general public. Although she has heard the will of the seed in person, it does not mean that she has become a fanatic who is stunned by the faith. She has a complete plan. Of course, the most important thing to do before spreading the doctrine is to chat with her father first.

With the support of Fandral Staghelm, the Withering Doctrine will inevitably spread through the Cenarion Circle at a rapid rate.

"Come."

The news spread quickly, and Ansu, the **** of crows who loved to watch, finally ran over. When Ansu, who had shrunk his body, saw the Jing Jing and Lin Jing who were surprised by the druids, this same A bit of this hatred and panic flashed in the dark eyes of the wild **** from Draenor.

It rushed back to its crow nest at the top of Nordrassil at a very fast speed, summoned his most trusted dependant, Hissari. Black Crow, and then said with a serious face to Miss Black Crow:

"No matter how other druids deal with those monsters of plants, I heard, little girl Hisari, I don't allow you to contact them with the druids who believe in me, understand? Jing Jing and Lin Jing are Very dangerous creatures, they nearly destroyed the entire Delano more than once before 1000 years and earlier! They and the gentle plants you know are simply two species!"

"But the Lin Jing who came back with Ms. Mo Yana is very fun."

Black Crow looked at her demigod suspiciously, she whispered:

"He is composed of living plants all over his body. He also speaks elven language. He says he is called Groot and can use druid spells. Many big druids have visited him. They said This is a creature worth studying, a very strange life form."

"Fun? Ha ha."

An Su sneered with flapping wings:

"You won't find it fun until he eats a living person in front of you. Lin Jing is an omnivorous plant. Believe me, I have seen how dangerous they are, especially when the number of Lin Jing reaches a settlement level Sometimes, they will summon some twisted carnivorous flowers, and those brainless Jing Jing... In short, don't deal with them! Do you understand?"

Seeing An Su's voice become cold, Hisari felt the seriousness of the problem. She worriedly said:

"Do you need me to remind the big druids, you'd better come with me, they will listen to what you say."

"Do not!"

An Su refused in a single bit. He looked at his beloved, and he carefully reminded:

"Drano has been controlled by the undead, how did the druid named Mojana come back alive from there? Think about it yourself, stupid girl, there is something wrong behind this matter, I will investigate, But before I find out, I will not allow you to tell these things to others! Do you understand?"

At the request of Ansu, the black crow reluctantly assured him that he would not talk about the secrets of Lin Jing, and after deceiving the doubtful young druid, Ansu stood beside his crow's nest , Overlooking another distant continent, or even another world.

In its beautiful eyes like black agate, there was a trace of unabashed worries:

"Tirion...what do you want to do?"

At the same time, in the cave of the Great Druid Deer Helmet, after listening to his daughter-in-law's complaint, the expression of the Great Druid Deer Helmet playing with his granddaughter became very ugly. He waved his hand and let one The druid took away his beloved little granddaughter, and then said to Mo Yana:

"I will not allow you to spread your doctrine in the Cenarion Circle! And your "Blighter", this is a threat. You must secretly deal with all your followers before the other big druids know it! !"

"Why? Father!"

Mo Yana was surprised with her face. She held the seed roots in her hands and handed it to the Deer Helmet. She asked in disbelief:

"Don't you feel its power? It does not conflict with the natural power used by the Orthodox Druid!"

"No, Mo Yana, I can feel it."

The Deer Helmet sat on the stone chair and lowered his head, letting the shadow of the beating candle envelope his face. From the Deer Helm's expression, Mo Yana felt a clue. After a while, the Grand Druid had some Wearily said:

"I can feel the power contained in the roots of your hands more clearly than you, but this is not the key to the problem. Listen to me, the doctrine of the doctrine of the balance between life and death is not the first time to appear in In the Cenarion Circle... The last person who proposed a doctrine very similar to you, and did so, has...dead!"

"And, he died miserably."

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