"What is a demigod?" Benny looked at the handsome elf with blue hair, and never thought that he would one day have a face-to-face conversation with this old madman, let alone that this old madman would one day call him Your Excellency------ although that may not have as much respect as a 'you'. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The demigods have become part of the world, and from our perspective, all living beings, including all dragons, are nothing more than 'residents' of this world, and perhaps Ysera has some exceptions, because she is already linked to the Emerald Dream, in a sense, the Emerald Dream is Azeroth." Dressed in a decent, gorgeous blue robe that seems to have a flow of magical energy, long blue hair tied into a ponytail, and elegance everywhere in speech and demeanor, I have to admit that without those madness, Malygos's mortal image is a flock that stands out among elves, and Illanicus compares to him, like a night elf dick.

"Cenarius, Malone, Agamagan, the Utor Brothers, Godling, Avena, Tortora, these demigods, without exception, are all very related to the Emerald Dream, they are the embodiment of nature and promise, but you, like Medivan, are an exception."

"Medivan?" Benny was stunned.

"That's right, Medivan is also a demigod, in fact, all guardians are demigods, which is why their 'knowledge' cannot be passed on and can only rely on a special ritual to pass it on, that is not knowledge at all, all guardians will accept those great powers, and they will also accept the magic net permissions granted to them by this world." Malygos raised his right hand and stroked it in front of him, and countless streams of blue energy as thin as a hair appeared, they were arranged in a regular manner, intersecting each other, and they did not know where they were going. "This is the magic net, it will be more regular and easier to use the scattered arcane energy in this world, if you have the authority of the magic net, in a sense, you can borrow the energy of the whole world without spending much effort, just like you------ although there is no other magic net in this world to channel the holy light, but you can still mobilize the holy light energy very, very easily, right? After all, light is also part of the rules of the world. ”

Benny nodded, Malygos was right, in fact, the Light didn't need a magic net to sort it out, and it couldn't be sorted out, because they were the most forgiving force in the universe, and they would answer everyone's prayers, but you couldn't force it to do so, and in comparison, Arcane wasn't so 'principled'.

"A mortal demigod means that his efforts for this world have been recognized, so every demigod will be given the respect they deserve."

Malygos said it was very high-sounding, but in fact, all the blue dragons did not respect Medivan and the other Guardians, and as for the reason------ Benny did not know, perhaps it had something to do with their belief that every mortal would only abuse magic and invite disaster.

"Plus------ every demigod is immortal." Malygos narrowed his eyes, as if he meant something. "But Ysera knows better------ she's on her way, and she'll be there soon."

"Oh?" Ysera will come too? What are you here for?

"And Alexstaza." Malygos continued. "With the exception of the fallen Nesario and the nowhere to be found in Nozdom, all dragons will gather here to congratulate the birth of a mortal and ------ about the Burning Legion."

Congratulate? Benny doesn't think so, is there anything to congratulate a demigod? Nine times out of ten, these dragon kings are here for the new plague that Tikdios has instigated, but this is a good thing, it proves that the dragons are finally starting to pay attention to what is happening in the 'mortal world', so it is only a matter of time before these proud dragons are drawn into their own line.

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At the same time, another continent, the eastern peaks of Origrima.

Gianna still chose to meet Thrall in the 'Old Place', her improved teleportation skills allowed her to move freely around the land.

"So, the plague is really coming." Thrall's face was a little tangled, he had never hidden anything from Gianna, this best friend of humanity had made a slave for the peace of the tribe and the alliance for all to see, although the two had inevitably had disagreements, but ----- was over, wasn't it?

"Stonetalon Mountains, Mogaore, Barrens, Durontal, reports of attacks everywhere!"

In fact, the tribe was already in a state of flux, they had no idea where these attacks were coming from, they had to strengthen the camp, they didn't know how to prepare for such attacks, and all this happened just a few days after Thrall received the warning of the 'Dawn Light', he didn't even have time to make any arrangements, Garrosh had taken a lot of troops, the tribe's control over their territory had been weakened to an unbearable degree------ the caravan exchange between them had completely stopped!

"I believe that the territory of the Alliance will not be much better, Varian has returned to Stormwind from the Outlands three days ago, and the Alliance has stopped all operations in the Outlands!"

Gianna's face wasn't much better, and the word plague ------ always reminded her of some not-so-good people and things.

"We need help, Gianna, I mean, all of us------ Alliance and Horde, you may not know, a troll village south of Durotar has been completely destroyed------ there is not a single one alive, and I have to make an assumption------ those innocent civilians have become our new enemies! Moreover, the land is completely uninhabitable, and I can feel the sorrow of the elements there now! Those plagues don't just kill us! ”

Thrall didn't want to be alarmist, and he didn't want to ruin his confidence, but all this was true, the trolls even had a plan to temporarily move north and hide in Orgrimmar to escape the plague, Wojin had come to look for him, they had found a survivor, but nothing could heal the wounds on the survivor's body, they could only watch him turn into a rotting beast, and then wipe him clean with flames.

What's even more helpless is that many opposing forces of the tribe are taking advantage of the fire, and many caravans and villages are being looted, which is obviously not the work of the new monsters created by the Burning Legion, they will not leave anything alive.

"I will order a temporary halt to the outland offensive and withdraw at least half of our forces back to Orgrimmar, but this is not enough, we need to unite again, and only you can do it, Gianna."

"I'll leave for Stormwind at once."

"No, the most important thing is Benedict Smith, the Grand Lord of the Dawn of Light, who knows the plague and is a witness to all events."

"I understand, Sal." Gianna tapped her staff, and a burst of blue light rose. "I'll go."

"Have a nice trip."