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The first target of the resurrection ceremony will naturally be the undisputed strongest demigod in Azeroth - Malorne the White Deer.

The reason why Sarlayan is needed to personally preside over the ceremony is because he has two completely opposite powers of life and death at the same time.

If only the power of life is used to force Malorne back to Azeroth, the newly resurrected man will inevitably have limited strength and will need a period of training before he can return to his peak.

This is what Cenarius and Malfurion did in the original history.

Malorne did not contribute much in the battle to defend Mount Hyjal, and he was nowhere to be seen in the following years. Apparently, he was hiding in the Emerald Dream in retreat to regain his strength.

Through the special ability of communicating with the Shadow Realm through the power of death, Sarlayan can help the resurrected wild demigods avoid the process of readjusting to the material world, allowing them to reach their peak as soon as they are resurrected.

The energy required to resurrect Malorne was far higher than that of other demigods. It was not until one third of the arcane magic injected into the array was consumed that the white deer phantom in the center of the array became completely solid.

"Yo!"

As Malorne's body was completely reshaped, the big white deer in a happy mood raised its neck and let out a loud roar.

Malfurion and Tyrande, who were far away at the foot of Mount Hyjal, also heard the cry, and both of them showed surprise on their originally serious faces.

"Malorne, he's finally back!"

"Don't get excited." Malfurion calmed down and said calmly to the agitated Tyrande: "With the return of the wilderness demigods, the pressure on our shoulders will gradually lessen, but our mission is not Not much will change.”

If there is anyone in this world who can persuade the stubborn grandmother, this person can only be Malfurion... maybe Illidan can also count half of it.

After listening to her husband's persuasion, Tyrande took a deep breath: "I know that considering Sharlayan's follow-up plan, the wilderness demigods will not join the battlefield immediately."

"We must hold on to this line of defense until the reinforcements sent by the tauren and orcs arrive."

On the other side of the battlefield, Ragnaros, the Fire Demon King, instinctively felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell where this uneasy feeling came from.

"We can't delay it any longer!"

There are still many fire elements on their way from the elemental world, but Ragnaros can't wait any longer. He waved his hand and ordered to his lords: "Attack immediately!"

"Don't get involved with these fragile mortals! Our goal is to burn all of Azeroth!"

"As you command! Let the flames purify everything!"

Sarlayan, who was working on resurrecting the brothers Ursok and Ursol, vaguely heard the roar from down the mountain, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a sarcastic arc.

"Plagiarizing the slogan of the Burning Legion, right? That guy Ragnaros is so down to earth."

As the wilderness demigods walked out of the ritual array one after another, the energy stored in the array became less and less.

Sharlayan made a rough estimate and found that the energy provided by Quel'Thalas was less than expected, but Suramar's powerful excess energy supply just filled the vacancy in the sunwell.

"Salayan, over there in Quel'Thalas..."

"I know."

After resurrecting Ounhara, Sarlayan checked the little energy remaining in the circle and sighed softly.

"Although I don't think Deathwing can easily break through the Bandi Noril Barrier, his attack will inevitably cause Quel'Thalas to intercept some of its energy for defense."

"There is no other way." Sarlayan shrugged with a wry smile: "I must do what I promised, so let us fill the empty energy."

"Tsk!" Onyxia curled her lips in displeasure: "Sure enough, this is the only way to go. Fortunately, I was mentally prepared in advance."

Valeela and Stellagosa looked at each other, and they both smiled and nodded in unison.

"Then let's get started and keep up our efforts to complete the last round of resurrection."

Cenarius thought that the resurrection ceremony was over, and was about to leave the place to talk to his father about the past.

"Kid! Don't leave in a hurry!"

Goldrinn, who looked violent but was actually careful, noticed something strange and looked thoughtfully at Sarlayan who was injecting energy into the magic circle at his feet.

"My relatives don't seem to be planning to stop here yet. Let's just wait and see what happens."

"Hmm..." Tortola said thoughtfully: "You actually plan to consume your own reserve energy to continue activating the magic circle? Who else do these children want to resurrect?"

Goldrin grinned: "Who knows, since they still have moves, let's stay with them until the end."

Since Valeera, Stellagosa, and Onyxia, who were responsible for holding back the battle, had other tasks, the three wilderness demigods alone could not perfectly conceal the activities of the resurrection ceremony.

When Goldrinn's eyes flickered as he stared at the increasingly clear silhouette of the big cat in the center of the formation, Ragnaros, who was fighting the night elves on the battlefield at the foot of the mountain, suddenly felt a tremor all over his body.

He finally caught where the uneasiness was coming from.

But it was obviously too late to react until now.

Before the confused Malorne and other demigods could see clearly, a black shadow jumped out of the magic circle like lightning and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Uh~"

Agamagan's mouth twitched as he said, "If I'm not mistaken... that shadow just now was Ashaman, right?"

As the leader of all the wilderness demigods, Malorne looked meaningfully at the four Sarlayans. At this time, they were gasping for air due to the excessive loss of magic power.

"Ha~"

Malorne laughed and shook her head: "That guy is really messing around... Fortunately, the result is not bad, let her go."

The black panther demigod Ashaman has always been a loner. Except for Freya, the guardian of life, her relationship with any demigod is not good.

Ashaman, who went his own way, had no intention of saying hello to his colleagues. As soon as he was resurrected, he couldn't wait to rush towards the battlefield above and below.

"So……"

Temporarily ignoring the black panther demigod who was acting alone, Malorne retracted his smile and looked solemnly at Sharlayan, who was gradually catching his breath.

"My friend, can you tell me your plan in detail now?"

"Of course." Sarlayan politely touched his chest and bowed to Malorne: "Please be patient, I will come with you one by one."

…

Yongge Forest from earlier.

The residents of Unicorn City are still regretting the departure of the lord, but the departure of the Sarlayan family has not actually had much impact on the normal operation of the city.

There is still an endless stream of business travelers and tourists, and the daily lives of the residents have not fundamentally changed. They just have one more person to talk about after dinner.

"Boom!"

While the residents of Unicorn City were leisurely enjoying afternoon tea, a huge and overwhelming roar suddenly came from the barrier hanging over the big forest.

Ranger General Sylvanas, who was preparing for the expedition in the Taquelin military camp, suddenly changed his expression and looked up to the sky with a solemn expression.

The high elves' protection of the natural environment is not as extreme as the night elves', but perhaps because of certain factors inherited in their blood, the natural environment of Quel'Thalas is also well protected.

There are a large number of ancient trees that are more than a thousand years old growing in Yongge Forest. These towering trees block the sky to a certain extent.

Sylvanas activated the Eagle Eye technique and saw a huge black shadow in the sky through the obstruction of the leaves.

"Black Dragon, Deathwing... Sure enough, they are here after all."

As early as Deathwing broke out of the maelstrom and flew to the northern part of the Eastern Kingdom, Sarlayan used the arcane base station covering the entire Eastern Kingdom to inform the alliance countries of the news.

Just as Sharlayan predicted, the alliance countries soon had clear guesses about Deathwing's whereabouts, either Lordaeron or Quel'Thalas.

When the boots finally came down, Sylvanas, who had been mentally prepared in advance, was not in a hurry, but her mood was still a little heavy.

"The whole army is ready for war! The messengers, immediately convey the news of Deathwing's attack to the Sun Chaser King's Court!"

Thanks to the convenient mobile phone communication, Kael'thas, who was sitting in the palace, learned of the matter seconds after Deathwing launched an attack on the Bandinoril Barrier.

"Do you want to treat Quel'Thalas as a soft persimmon?"

Kael'thas, who has always been mild-tempered, showed a rare cold look on his face: "Come on then, I want to see if you can break through Quel'Thalas and have maintained it for more than 7,000 years. Norel Barrier." (End of Chapter)