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The Furnace of Origin has officially restarted, which means that the defensive capabilities of the Hall of Origin have returned to normal, and Azadas does not need to continue to sit here.

While the tol'vir were in a frenzy, Azadas remained calm.

"Sharlayan, I should leave."

Azadas analyzed with a still calm expression: "Loken, who sits in Ulduar, will definitely be aware of the restart of the furnace of origin, and will definitely send scouts to investigate. I must leave this place as soon as possible and return to the Uldaman underground palace. "

Sharlayan had already prepared for this, and nodded in agreement: "I have already arranged it."

"Stellagosa will open the portal and send you to Boralus, the capital of Kul Tiras, and then the royal mage of Kul Tiras will relay the teleportation to send you to Loch Modan. You can go by yourself."

Azadas nodded knowingly, and consciously pulled up his hood to ensure that his appearance would not be seen by outsiders.

"It's not too late, I'm leaving now."

Azadas looked back at the large number of Titan creations patrolling back and forth in the Hall of Origin.

"Unless Loken sends a large army to invade, the defense network of the Hall of Origin will not be easily breached."

Sharlayan agreed and said: "Not to mention that there are a large number of tol'vir outside the Hall of Origin to help defend, I can guarantee that Loken's scouts will never enter the hall."

Azadas patted Sharlayan's shoulder heavily before leaving: "Take care, the next time we meet again, it should be at the Storm Cliff."

Sharlayan responded with a smile: "I would like to borrow your good words. I am sorry that you and Elonnaya waited for a while until the engine of Nalaksha produced enough troops. That is the time for us to fully counterattack the Storm Cliff."

"I believe that day is not too far away."

Sending off Azadas, the four of Sarlayan are also preparing to embark on the journey again.

With the temporarily united tol'vir to help guard, Sharlayan does not believe that Loken's scouts will be able to break through the defenses of the Hall of Origination.

During the sea turtle season, it has been comfortably inhabiting the reservoir near the Ramkahen Oasis. When Salayan came to inform it to leave, this guy was actually a little bit reluctant.

"Let's go, there is nothing worth nostalgic about soaking in water in the desert. When you arrive at the picturesque Mount Hyjal, there are plenty of opportunities for you to slowly appreciate nature."

Ji Lian reluctantly looked back at each step: "Well, I hope it's really as you said."

Due to time constraints, Sharlayan did not plan to walk leisurely and leisurely.

Onyxia consciously changed back to the dragon form, Valeera and Stellagosa jumped on her back first, and Salayan followed closely behind carrying the big turtle.

"Fly again..."

Ji's expression was not very good-looking: "I'm almost turning into an amphibious sea turtle."

[Grass, what the hell is the three-dwelling sea turtle. 】

[Speaking of which, are there really flying turtles in the world? 】

[Who knows, the world is full of wonders, but we haven't encountered them yet. 】

Originally, Sarlayan planned to go to the open-pit oil field of Un'Goro Crater to check his own industry after leaving Uldum, but unfortunately the plan could not keep up with the changes.

The abnormal behavior of the dragon-plundering vrykul made him unable to relax.

Once King Ymiron recovers, the supply route that was originally opened by Kul Tiras may encounter further twists and turns.

The huge black dragon flew straight into the sky after taking off, and Ji, who had never flown so high before, was scared and screamed.

Passing through Un'Goro Crater, Thousand Needles and the Barrens, Onyxia flew until near the entrance of Ashenvale before descending.

Onyxia was about to enter the core territory of the night elves, and she didn't dare to push her too hard.

It would be troublesome if Cenarius recognized him as an intruder. It would be better to go through the formalities on the ground and enter the country openly.

The defenders guarding Ashenvale had discovered the black dragon flying from high altitude long ago. Considering the black dragon's bad reputation, the defenders of Ashenvale raised their vigilance, adjusted the angle of the knife-throwing vehicle to the air, and were ready to launch at any time.

"wait!"

Using the eagle eye technique to see someone on the back of the black dragon that was swooping down, the commander of the Ashenvale garrison hurriedly stopped the subordinates who were planning to launch an attack.

"This black dragon...could it be?"

Sharlayan and his party did not expect to meet acquaintances in Ashenvale.

The commander of the Ashenvale garrison is none other than Sentry General Shandris Feathermoon.

"Santis? Why are you here?"

Carrying the turtle and jumping off Onyxia's back, Sharlayan waved to Shandris in surprise.

"It's a long story, you are..."

Shandris looked up at the turtle with a strange expression on his face.

"What's the matter? Swipe a turtle?"

"Ah~ You said it."

Sharlayan patted the thick tortoise shell with his hands, and then put Ji back on the ground.

"I have accepted a commission to send it back to Mount Hyjal on a pilgrimage."

"pilgrimage……"

Shandris thought for a moment before revealing a sudden look: "So that's it, the family of Tortola, but why is it a sea turtle?"

Sharlayan smiled wryly and spread his hands: "This question is more complicated. If you have time, you can escort us to Mount Hyjal together."

"Ok……"

Shandris tilted her head and considered for a while, then turned her head and explained a few words to the adjutant beside her.

"Then let me walk with you, lest you always be stopped on the road. You also know the attitude of the night elves towards the descendants of the highborne."

Sharlayan frowned slightly: "Fandral hasn't changed those people's inherent prejudice?"

Shandris shrugged helplessly: "It's not that easy. Their inherent concepts have been maintained for tens of thousands of years, and they can't be changed in a year or two."

"Let's go, let's talk slowly on the way. You'd better not let this female black dragon change back to its original form. Black dragons are... not very popular with us."

"huh~"

Onyxia wrinkled her nose in disdain: "Who cares about being a mount, I don't want to be tired."

Sharlayan shook his head amusedly: "Forget it, then I'll do it."

In Shandris' presence, Sharlayan transformed into a gigantic two-headed chimera.

Shandris: "...You really can change anything."

Chimeras are not uncommon in the Ashenvale region, and they are one of the recognized natural allies of the night elves.

With Shandris, the sentinel general, as a guarantee, Sarlayan and the others were not intercepted on the way to Mount Hyjal.

"Pandaria?!"

After listening to Valeera's travel story, Shandris looked at Ji in surprise.

"I didn't expect that one of Tortola's family was lost in Pandaria."

"More importantly, you were able to find the long-lost continent!"

Night elves and pandaren have had some dealings before.

To be precise, it is the Night Empire under the rule of Azshara that has contacts with the Pandaren Empire.

More than 10,000 years ago, as early as when the Burning Legion first arrived, Shaohao sent someone to remind Azshara not to believe the blandishments of the Burning Legion.

However, the self-willed and self-admired Azshara took the pandaren's kind warnings as a deaf ear, and stubbornly reached an agreement with the Burning Legion.

Kind persuasion was ineffective, and not long after the envoy returned, Shaohao made up his mind to completely seal off Pandaria to ensure that the harm caused by the Burning Legion would not affect Pandaria.

Even Shandris, who lived tens of thousands of years, didn't have many chances to meet the pandaren.

Even if there were, those pandaren were from the Wandering Isle, and Pandaria seemed to have been erased from the map of Azeroth, and there was no news about it.

It is only natural that Shandris would be surprised to hear the information of Pandaria again after ten thousand years.

After bowing his head and thinking for a while, Shandris tentatively said, "Sharlayan, can I tell the Night Council this news?"

"of course can."

Sharlayan said indifferently: "Since I am willing to say it, it means that this is not a secret that needs to be covered up."

"Just right, I also have something to discuss with the Council of Dark Night, but before that, I have to send Ji to Tortola."

Shandris nodded understandingly: "No problem, but... Tortola is still in a deep sleep. If you want to see him, you can only sneak into the Emerald Dream and communicate with his soul directly."

"The Emerald Dream..."

Sharlayan nodded thoughtfully: "I see. In short, let's find the sleeping lake of Tortola first. With the coordinates, I can accurately find the location of Tortola in the dream world. "

"Oh?"

Shandris asked unexpectedly: "You can enter and exit the Emerald Dream at will? A gift from Her Majesty Ysera?"

Sharlayan: "No, it depends on my own ability, just wait and see."