Eighty percent of the land sank to the bottom of the sea, and the Night Elves' empire was gone, leaving less than one-twentieth of the elves left in their heyday.

The most serious thing is that the Well of Eternity has been destroyed, a large number of demons have also been drowned in the maelstrom, and the elven warlocks are no longer able to use the evil energy normally, if they don't want to be burned to ashes by the evil energy from the inside out, they need to endure it! Endure the pain of the chaotic remnants of magic raging through your body.

"Ahem...... I can't die! I will definitely live! The teacher must have a way to save me! "Malfurion is one of the few survivors, when the sky fell apart, he was on a mission in the western region of the empire, which was considered to be an escape, but the influence of evil energy was also constantly eroding his mind, at this time he was very painful, how strong the power was, how great the backlash at this time.

Stumbling onto the beach, he fell headlong to the ground, he didn't know what it was before, he just knew that it was a beach now.

"What a wreck, my dear brother." A familiar and unusual voice sounded in his ears, and he looked up with difficulty, only to feel that his eyes were full of golden light, was it the sun or the flash in his eyes? He couldn't tell the difference, he just felt that the golden light was dazzling.

Illidan had no skills for unpredictable prophets, and he and Tyrande were completely passing by, unaware that they would encounter Malfurion.

Illidan studied with Cenarius for three years, and now he is officially out of school, and the previous earth-shattering sword and that familiar voice made him feel quite complicated. He left Angela to see if he could do something for the Night Elves, and was ready to teach them the way of nature.

"Teacher, he's an elven warlock!" The green-haired young elf was a student that Illidan had just picked up on the road, named Vandal. Deer Helmet!

Tyrande also said, "This is the brother who beat you many times? The evil power in his body is already very strong, and it is painful for him to live in the world......"

The meaning of her words can be understood by everyone, and they have also encountered many elven warlocks along the way. Arcane is relatively mild, and evil energy is too irritable, if the pain of blood elf addiction in another timeline is one, then the pain of these elven warlocks in front of him is ten.

Illidan looked at his brother who was crawling on the beach like a wild beast, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

In the end, he rejected Tyrande's offer.

"He was my brother, and no matter what happened after that, he loved me as a child, even if I lost face for him...... I will imprison him and treat him, for a thousand years, ten thousand years! No matter how long it takes, I'll stick with it! ”

......

With the collapse of the Night Elf Empire and the settlement of strange creatures transported from all sorts of chaotic corners of the universe, many new races have emerged, and an era that can be called the Age of the Hundred Races has arrived.

Illidan had imprisoned Malfurion, and he was going to use the power of nature to heal his brother, and if he had to add a time limit to that captivity, he would say 10,000 years.

Over the years he has traveled all over the world, not only the Night Elves, but also the Druid ways of Cenarius that he has learned from Cenarius as long as there are people who are willing to listen and learn.

He believed that Nature's Way could save Azeroth, which was on the brink of shattering.

Hunn. Gao Ling, the great hero of the Minotaurs, followed him for two hundred years, destroying demons all over the world, healing the wounds of the earth, fighting the chaos of alien life, and by the way, continuing to compile his own diary.

He then returned to his own group and died peacefully.

Illidan has been campaigning for the future of all of Azeroth, but unfortunately he can't do it on his own.

He established the Council of Cenarion, which was very peaceful and welcomed druids of all races.

"There's one thing you're missing, elf." As he returned to the gathering place, an abrupt voice stopped him.

“...... You!! "Illidan, who was already a great druid, instantly took out his weapon, a pair of blades used by the Odaqi.

It took two hundred years for Akmund, who barely recovered from his injuries, to come out of the shadows, and Illidan was also tall, but in front of the opponent's height of more than two meters, he still looked a little short.

Before, he was limited by the realm, he couldn't accurately grasp Akmund's strength, but now it is clear, but after the clarity, what he feels is despair, he feels that he may not be qualified to fight this powerful mage for another ten thousand years of practice.

Akmund was very polite: "Perhaps in your opinion, the Legion of Hope is the most heinous, but we have never enslaved any race, we have done countless good things in places you can't see, and the whole universe has become better and more positive because of our existence. ”

He bowed his head slightly: "I'm really sorry for the damage caused to Azeroth, but sometimes, it takes some drastic means to destroy evil, not to mention the greatest evil in the entire universe." ”

Akmund pointed to the mountain not far away, "Please follow me, we will talk as we walk." ”

Leaving the people's settlement, Illidan agreed, and went far, in case of a fight, he didn't need to worry about the lives of these elves, and Illidan followed Akmund to the top of the mountain.

As he walked, he pondered his words: "What do you mean...... Is Azeroth the most sinful place in the world? ”

Akmund nodded calmly: "The Legion has been to countless planets, well, for us, the world under your feet is a planet, and the planet that can resist the Legion is the first time I have encountered it in my long life. ”

Illidan was skeptical: "But we didn't do anything, so where does the evil begin?" ......”

"Original sin, if you speak according to your worldview, is that this planet is capable of evil."

They slowly ascended the mountain, and Illidan had little antipathy towards Akmund, a knowledgeable and wise leader with a strong charisma that he could not ignore even if the two sides were enemies.

"Here we are." Akmund made his way to the top of the mountain, looked around, and then pulled out a seed that glowed with a golden glow.

Illidan couldn't understand his operation: "You...... What is this for? ”

"Plant a tree for you, a world tree that can purify evil energy! This represents Ms. Hope's apology. ”

After helping the Night Elves plant a World Tree in Mount Hyjal, Akmund left Azeroth in a spaceship.

He hadn't fully recovered from his injuries, and he needed to recuperate for hundreds of years to help the Night Elves plant trees, all of which were the product of a certain Titan's bad taste......

Relying on a World Tree can't purify Azeroth, but allowing the Night Elves to gain a long lifespan, get rid of the influence of evil energy, and add more variables to Sargeras's awakening by the way, this is all the function of the World Tree. 8)