For the druids, Ysera was a mentor to all of them, and her descendants brought the ways of the druids into the elven race and guarded the transmission of this ancient knowledge in the Emerald Dream Realm, and they respected and worshipped Ysera, so much so that many followed Ysera's words as teachings. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But they also had the same respect for Alexstasa and the other guardian dragons, the guardians of the world who were the source of their eternal power, and though that power was gone, and the guardian dragons no longer protected their new World Tree, the Night Elves revered them undiminished.

The image of the Red Dragon Queen has been known since the Hyjal Holy War, both in her large and ornate dragon form and in the image of the Night Elves who are closer to them.

Her Majesty's arrival rightfully caused a stir among the druids, but strangely enough, Grand Druid Vandal was nowhere to be seen after the Queen entered the Ravaging Beast's den.

"Haven't you found it yet?" Hamuel frowned, the bull-like horns dangled, Lord Vandall's recent behavior was very unusual, he didn't know what a person was busy with, and the maintenance and inspection work of Tedahir had been abandoned for many days.

"All possible places have been searched, Your Excellency!" The druids, who have been following Vandal all the year round, are also a little anxious, and the queen of the Red Dragons will come in person, but the Lord of the Great Druids will not come to greet them, which will make all the druids uncomfortable.

"Let more people find it."

The druid nodded, shrinking into a storm raven as Hamuel watched and flew away.

Hamuel stood there for a moment with a frown, then turned and walked into the den.

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"You've protected him well." Alexstasa looked at the druids shrouded in silver brilliance and sighed slightly.

Malfurion lay there, his face still pale, his golden eyes still devoid of any emotion, and if it weren't for the silver beam of light supporting his body, perhaps he would have ceased to exist a long time ago.

Despite the umpteenth time, Tyrande's heart twitched in pain.

"What is this?" The queen frowned, she reached out and brushed over Malfurion's body, several round grains were picked up by a flash of red energy, they flew in the air for a moment, and floated into the queen's hand.

"Tyrande?" The queen turned to the priest with an inquiring look on her face.

"I don't know, Your Majesty." Tyrande looked at it, and the round thing looked like some kind of grain, but Malfurion didn't need and couldn't eat anything.

"Miranda?" Tyrande looked at the servant of another goddess, the priest who was in charge of taking care of Malfurion.

"We've never used anything like this, High Priest. But -----" the priestess looked at the queen in question, and the queen nodded, and she reached out and carefully picked up a grain of grain. "It's like the 'Morning Wheat,' High Priest."

"Morning Glow?!" Hamuel, who had just walked into the room, exclaimed. "How did it end up here?"

"You recognize it?!" Tyrande almost snatched the grain from Miranda's hands. She held out her hand and looked at Hamuel with a questioning look on her face.

"It's indeed Chenguang Mai." Hamuel picked up the grain and put it in front of his eyes to look at it carefully. "This is a grain grown from the seeds of Salendis, which is said to have some magical effects, and His Excellency Vandal is studying it."

"I think we have to talk about what it does 'magical'." The queen suddenly clenched the seeds, and the red light wrapped around her hand lit up slightly, and then returned to its original state.

The queen spread out her hand, and a touch of the bright red and vibrant red energy of a different queen floated in the air, and the queen frowned, and a trace of disgust appeared on her face.

"It's the power of nightmares, the same corrosive power that Lethorne has!"

"You say, it's the power of nightmares?!" Tyrande grabbed the seed from Hamuel's hand and looked at the queen in disbelief.

"It's faint, but -----," the queen looked at Cenarius, and once again waved her right hand over his body, and more grain than Tyrande could have imagined gathered together under the queen's power, and they fell to the ground in a heap, which looked like more than four pounds!

"That's enough to cause irreparable damage to Cenarius' body!" The queen sighed slightly. "Luckily, it wasn't too late to find out."

"Hamuel! You have to give me an explanation!! ”

Tyrande took out her moon blade at some point, and she looked at Hamuel with an extremely ugly face, covered in a silver glow that lit up the entire cavern.

"I don't know about it!" Hamuel was also shocked by this, and the nightmare power in those 'Morning Wheat Mai' had actually hidden from all the druids!

"You guys! Betrayed Malfurion! The silver beam of light fell from the sky in defiance of the closed cave roof, and Tyrande was draped in a layer of silver armor, and the moon blade in her hand slashed a cold light, gradually enlarged in the shocked eyes of the old minotaur.

"Boom!" The golden light splintered everywhere, Benny's shield was broken almost instantly, and the second layer of shield instantly condensed, finally blocking the moon blade.

"Calm down, Tyrande!" The queen let out a loud shout, and the whole den trembled, and her hand rested on Tyrande's shoulder, and the red power in her hand flashed slightly.

"Your Majesty!" The silver glow in Tyrande's eyes faded, and she turned around, trembling all over, a tear uncontained, dripping down.

"I actually -----," Tyrande choked up. "I actually let Malfurion suffer before my eyes! Such an obvious betrayal!! I didn't even find out! ”

"That's not your fault, kid." The queen reached out and wiped the tears from the priestess's face. "As I said, it's not too late to find out, his flesh will be rejuvenated, and what we need to do now is to save his soul."

"I'll find out about it, High Priest!" Hamuel's huge bull's nose was constantly stirring, and his mood was obviously not calm. "I promise!"

"I won't trust you anymore!" The high priest turned to look at Hamuel. "He was betrayed by his own students! I'm well aware of this! "If the priestess she sent betrayed, the moon god would surely convey some kind of revelation, but if it was a druid, how would she know?

"Is Morning Glowwheat common?" Benny asked, retracting the staff he had just condensed in his hand.

"No, only Salendis seeds can grow this kind of grain----- which is not very common." Hamuel looked at Benny, his eyes twinkle.

"Well, so much in quantity----- and how fresh it is------" Benny looked at the grain, and then at the crowd. "Is there anyone collecting these grains?" (To be continued.) )