Stormwind God

As long as you have perseverance and can continue to grow the team of Druids, you will definitely achieve this goal one day.

In fact, even though the shell of the World Tree is blackened, no leaves are left, and only a pile of bare branches is left, but the powerful Druid can still sense the existence of vitality as long as he touches the trunk.

This world tree is slowly recovering.

Medivh once said, 'After all, the earth will heal its wounds.'

Nordrassil is the best example.

Unfortunately, in the midst of the cataclysm, their grand millennium plan is destined to be once again most severely challenged.

Because the land of fire has come!

If it is said that the advent of the throne of the wind **** is like a city in the sky descending, and the tidal throne merges into Azeroth because it is more silent in the deep sea, the advent of the land of flames is extremely overbearing.

It was a very weird scene.

"Snoring! Snoring! Snoring!" It sounded like the sound of a bellows in an old blacksmith shop, as opposed to the sound of the collapse of the southern foot of Mount Hyjal.

The sound does not correspond to the influence, giving a very chaotic feeling.

This is spatial fusion.

In this level of space collision, the side with a lower density of space composition is directly destroyed by annihilation

Sound is transmitted by vibration. If the space collapses and the vibration cannot be transmitted, then it is another matter.

At this moment, the elves in Mount Hyjal heard not the sound of the collapsed southern foothills, but the sound of the land of fire.

Obviously, the land of flames and Azeroth's theme have not yet fully integrated, and the intermittent sound of flames is the best proof.

"How long is that?" At this time, the most nervous were the night elves, Tyrande and Malfurion. No one has more authority in space sciences than Duke.

Malfurion noticed that Tyrande clenched Duke's palm when he asked Duke. He sighed quietly.

Duke didn't care about Malfurion's feelings, and carefully examined the data flowing down the system on the retina: "Azeroth seems to be resisting the integration of the elemental plane of fire, which is the unconscious resistance of the will of the planet. Too much time ... ten days, no longer than half a month. "

After all, Duke raised his hand, and a three-dimensional topographic map of Mount Hyjal appeared in front of his eyes. Duke rolled his fingers, and a red line cut the whole mountain in half. To the north of the red line, there was another blue line.

"The red line is a dangerous area and must be withdrawn as soon as possible. The blue line is a guarded area. Without the awareness of sacrifice, it is best not to approach there. Everything will wait until the space is stable."

"Got it."

"understand."

The leaders of the two night elves promised.

At this time, a psychedelic color began to flood in the midair around the three.

They were slightly surprised, but not nervous.

The emerald green, like a blooming space door, opened, and a creature with green hair in the shape of a night elf stepped out of the space door. The delicate dragon horns on her head revealed her identity as a dragon.

It's Ysera.

"Master Ysera." Tyrande and Malfurion bowed at the same time.

Among the night elves, Ysera's status is extremely high, above Alexstrasza, who gave the world alive, and Nozdormu, who gave the night elves eternal life.

Ysera was not only the adoptive mother of Cenarius, but also the true teacher of the Druid teachings.

Duke nodded slightly in tribute, after all, everyone was a demigod.

"Hello, Duke. Hello, Tyrande, Malfurion." Ysera still closed her eyes habitually, and her baby-like delicate face had a faint smile, and she was also to the three Nodded.

Soon, Ysera focused all her attention on Duke.

She didn't open her eyes, and the strange feeling made her feel like she was staring at Duke.

Suddenly, Ysera noticed that Duke seemed to focus on the two green patches on her face. The night elves prefer to paint on their faces, and Du naturally doesn't like that mess.

It was obvious that Duke felt a little displeased. Ysera smiled slightly, then the lines on her face disappeared instantly.

[Ultimate Metamorphosis] is so willful and convenient.

Duke felt much better on the spot. Irrespective of status, it was pure Ysera taking care of him and making him feel good.

It looks like a costumed elf, but Ysera makes the court courtesy of mankind. He presses his abdomen with both hands and bows to Duke: "Duke, I'm sorry to trouble you again this time."

"Ok?"

"Either our responsibilities, or the principles of the Temple of Dragon Sleep, neither of which has placed Mount Hyjal as a priority defense area. Mount Hyjal has special significance for me and the entire night elf family. It symbolizes natural harmony and will Legacy. If I could, I don't want Mount Hyjal to undergo a second destruction. Most importantly, I saw a lot of things in the dream ... It is likely that you, Duke, have seen those things like me. "

Ysera said at the end, obviously accentuating his tone.

Duke said with a raised mouth: "Did the so-called 'Twilight Judgement' destroy everything? That was a terribly boring dream."

Duke deliberately blurred his words. He didn't know what Azeroth would look like in this life.

Because the original true history clearly differs from the history of the game.

In the original history, Ysera saw the future in her dream: When the twilight trial came, the dragons would all die in the hands of Cromatus. And each dragon king died beside the Dragon Sleep Temple, and even the corpse of Death Wing was inserted at the top of the Temple.

(Crommatus is a perfect colorful dragon. He has five different heads, and each head has the special power of the corresponding dragon. His appearance reminds Duke once again of [True * Colorful Fish] Egg flour].)

However, in the history of the game, there is no such a strange stitching dragon.

Who knows, Ysera has a completely different story.

"No, it's not that simple! Because I saw three dreams. One was indeed the Twilight Judgement, but the trial at that half-hanger was not completely devastating; the other was the end of the dragon. I don't want to say this dream; But the third dream is quite different, and I see you Duke Marcus is affecting the entire world line. "

Duke shrugged, shrugged, and it didn't matter: "Everyone who is called a hero by the people is trying to change the fate of destruction, which is why we are called heroes."