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Chapter 1636 Fandal: My life is like a coffee table

Valstann had been married many years before his death. His wife was Leyara, a young druid of the Cenarion Circle.

Through the help of his father Fandral, Valstann successfully reconciled with Leyala.

Before Valstann went off to war with the army, Lyara happened to be pregnant with his child.

Vastann and Fandral originally made an appointment with Leyala. After the army returned in triumph, they would take their children to worship Fandral's wife who died of childbirth many years ago.

Unfortunately, this child became a posthumous child before he was born.

Valstann's death not only devastated his father Fandral, but Leala, who had just given birth to a daughter and became a widow, was also devastated.

After finally cheering up, Fandral transferred all the love he once had for his son to his granddaughter Astalia.

In the original history, this little princess who had been held in the hands of her grandfather since she was a child and had never participated in any battle would die in the invasion of the tribe led by Brainless Roar.

Astalia's death completely broke the already fragile psychological defenses of Fandral and Leyala, which eventually led them to a dead end and took refuge in the ancient gods and became the so-called Fire Druids.

It can be said that Fandal's life is like a coffee table filled with various cups.

Having lost his wife in his prime, his son in his middle age, and his granddaughter as his spiritual sustenance in his later years, it is no wonder that Fandral lost his mind and sought refuge with the ancient gods.

This kind of successive blows is difficult for anyone to bear, and Fandral is a very emotional person.

As Sarlayan's friendship with Fandral deepened, he specifically advised Fandral on the issue of Astalia's training.

Astalia inherited the Druid talent from her grandfather and mother, as well as her father's strong physique. Her talent can be said to be visible to the naked eye. As long as she cultivates it carefully, she will definitely become a rising star in the night elves.

However, due to Fandral's doting, Astalia was like a flower in a greenhouse.

Although this child has not wasted her innate talent, due to her extreme lack of actual combat experience, if she encounters a sudden battle due to an accident, she may not be able to display even 30% of her strength.

This is a very simple truth. To put it bluntly, it means that your state of mind is not up to standard and your willpower cannot match your own strength.

Although Fandral is stubborn, he is not completely incapable of persuasion, not to mention that the person who raised the question was a close friend with whom he has always had a close relationship.

After seeking Leyala's opinion, Fandral learned from the experience and decided to change his overly doting training policy for Astalia.

This time traveling to Draenor for business, Fandral will inevitably stay in that world corroded by evil energy for at least several years, or even more than ten years.

In order to be able to personally train Astalia, Fandral brought his young granddaughter with him, and Leyala, who was worried about her daughter, naturally accompanied her.

There is still nearly a month before the expected outbreak of the elemental tide. It just so happens that Sarlayan plans to go to the Black Temple to understand the situation of the Burning Legion before the war begins, and by the way, he will also bring Vastann, who is eager to reunite with his family, with him. .

After more than a year of tireless efforts by the druids, although the overall environment of Hellfire Peninsula has not yet been reversed, at least the small area where the Cenarion Expedition is stationed has achieved initial results.

When Fandral first arrived in Draenor, the Cenarion Circle also established its main base at the entrance to Hellfire Peninsula from Zangarmarsh next door.

Fandral, who took over the command, waved his hand and led his henchmen into the extremely harsh Hellfire Peninsula.

This group of druids stationed themselves next to a small basin east of the ruins of Shanar Temple and south of the ruins of Tahamat Temple.

According to the information provided by the barrage, this area should have been the Falcon Post established by the High Elf Expeditionary Force in its original history.

Under the personal leadership of Fandral, who rolled up his sleeves, the druids partially reversed the current situation of Hellfire Peninsula's soil being eroded by evil energy. The original low basin was filled with seeping groundwater, forming a small lake. .

This is the first time water has appeared in this area since the desertification of Tanaan Jungle.

With this small lake as the center, the green area of ​​the Cenarion Expedition is gradually expanding.

After witnessing the initial results of the Great Druid of Staghelm in managing the land, the other druids who remained in the Zangarmarsh stronghold to observe the situation finally couldn't sit still.

To this day, the water flowing out of Lake Staghelm has begun to pour back into Hellfire Citadel along the low-lying terrain.

As time goes by, as long as the gap below Hellfire Citadel is filled with water, sooner or later a small river will be formed, and the downstream of the river will reach directly to Mag'har...or Salma, the tribe's stronghold.

Water is the source of life. In areas where living water flows, the difficulty of environmental management will undoubtedly be greatly reduced.

Speaking of which, I would also like to thank the old tribe for digging out the so-called Road of Glory many years ago... Although this thing is actually not glorious at all, it is more like calling it the Road of Bones.

At this stage, the water output from Deerhelm Lake is far from sufficient.

But as the environment of the Hellfire Peninsula with Staghelm Post as the center gets better, sooner or later the Road to Glory will be filled by the lake with an increasing flow. This long river can follow the existing road directly to the Dark Portal. .

The revival of the intertwined water system can greatly speed up the environmental management process of the Hellfire Peninsula, but this is mainly for the southern part of the peninsula, which is relatively weak from evil energy erosion.

The area north of Hellfire Citadel has been severely eroded by fel energy, and will become the focus of the Cenarion Expedition's attack in the future.

Especially the so-called Throne of Kil'jaeden located on the high ground... although Kil'jaeden has never been here.

Before marching to the Throne of Kil'jaeden, Fandral and others still need to overcome a difficulty, which is the Pool of Agona located to the east of the Temple of Talhamat.

Agona is an extremely large abyss lord. In terms of body size alone, even Mannoroth, the king of the abyss lords, cannot compare to him.

As we all know, the greatest characteristic of the Annihlan clan is their blood containing a large amount of evil energy.

The area where Agona died was originally a sacred place for the Draenei. It was contaminated by the large amount of evil blood that flowed out after Agona's death, and turned into a swamp with green water flowing from evil energy.

It is not easy to evolve the Pool of Agona, and Fandral intends to use it as the final task to capture Kil'jaeden's Throne.

But it's too early to say this now. At least until the southern part of the Hellfire Peninsula is completely captured, the Cenarion Expedition will not go too far into the more polluted north.

When Sharlayan led the little blue man Valstann through the Dark Portal to Hellfire Peninsula, a night elf druid who was dozing next to the Dark Portal on the Draenor side was immediately killed by the German beside him. Comrade Lenny wakes up with an elbow poke.

"Amborn! Wake up! Someone big is coming!"

"Huh? Big shot, what's so big...?"

The night elf druid named Anborn did not see Varstan floating next to Sarlayan. His eyes were staring directly at the high elf who strolled out of the Dark Portal.

"Duke Deep Shadow?!"

"Oh?" Sarlayan still vaguely remembered this druid with a purple beard. He touched his chin thoughtfully and said, "I remember that you seemed to be a member of the Northrend pioneering team. Your name is Ambern, right?"

Anborn hurriedly wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth in his sleep, stood up straight and saluted Sallayan respectfully.

"Yes! I'm honored that your Excellency still remembers me, Anborn reports to you!"

Sarlayan smiled and waved his hand: "Don't be so nervous. I am only traveling in a private capacity this time. I have something to discuss with Druid Fandral Staghelm. Is he still sitting at Staghelm Post?"

"Yes, the Archdruid has always been working on the front line."

Sarlayan glanced at Vastann who was beside him with a wry smile with a deep look on his face: "Should I say that it's him...Okay, you can continue to perform your mission, I will set off for Staghelm Post right now."

"As you command!"

After bidding farewell to the multi-ethnic coalition stationed at the Dark Portal, Sarlayan turned into a smaller version of Rukhmar's incarnation under Valstann's rather strange eyes.

"Don't be in a daze, follow up, don't tell me that you are timid about being close to home at this time."

"No..." Vastann looked at the golden-red firebird with burning flames in front of him with a somewhat tangled expression: "I was just wondering, does a druid have such a transformation form?" (End of Chapter)

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