"I think we've all had enough of passive defense, how many of our compatriots have died in these pointless battles?" Moon Shadow took a few steps forward, glanced at everyone, and said in an awe-inspiring tone, "Are we really like sheep who can only escape under the hunter's minions?" Even sheep will take the initiative to fight the enemy with sharp horns when they are in danger, and we should not be inferior to animals. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"I agree with him." Onexia nodded and stepped forward, she frowned, and then said in a cold voice: "If it weren't for those damn old gods, Nesario wouldn't have turned into a disaster, and the black dragon wouldn't have almost perished now; We can't always be on guard against these deformed creatures; There will always be a time when we will show our weak side and be corrupted by them; I don't want such a frightened life. ”

"We Guardians can't leave Azeroth, we can't help you; But I agree with your plan; I'll help you in other ways. Torrim nodded, he was clearly moved; Bewitched by the Old Gods, his wife Sif is killed by Loken; He himself has been in a state of confusion for many years, and he has an unforgettable hatred for all the ancient gods.

"Then let's vote and see how many people support the expedition; How many people are against it? Nozdorm stepped forward and spoke, arguing uselessly, and the final decision was intuitive. But apparently when his words came out, everyone but Ysera, Freya, and himself agreed.

"It seems that the situation is clear, and I will inform all the races of Azeroth; This time we will organize an expedition of unprecedented proportions; The Burning Legion will be destroyed. Our plan will come true, and everything will settle down when Azeroth is reforged. Moon Shadow smiled, this was already good; He didn't expect to get so much support.

"Hopefully your decision isn't wrong, the only Guardians can offer is the Iron Legion of the Forge of Will." Freya also saw that she couldn't stop it now, and shook her head secretly as she spoke.

"That's enough, I'll take care of the rest." Moon Shadow nodded, he hadn't thought about emptying Azeroth; That would be too dangerous for the world.

"Dragons may not have many soldiers to fight, and the guardian dragons cannot leave Azeroth; But we'll have other resources to support you, it's a big fight! Malygos nodded, and he was telling the truth, and everyone else nodded.

"And how many creatures will die in this battle?" Ysera opened her rainbow-like confused eyes and could see that she was a little sad.

"We will remember them, they fought for true freedom; Eventually, their souls will be sublimated. Moon Shadow's brows furrowed slightly, this was indeed his most helpless; War is bound to be accompanied by death. He didn't know what else to answer, but he could only say that.

"We can't send troops too quickly; It will take about ten years to prepare, and I will be able to give you enough of the Iron Legion. Mimiron stepped forward and explained to Moon Shadow.

"That's good, and the other races need to be prepared. We are here to win, not to die, and of course the more certain the better. Moon Shadow nodded, the Guardian was over; But the mobilization of other races is not always easy, and he may need coercion at that time.

Two days later, next to the Well of Eternity above Quel'Thalas, the summit of all the races of Azeroth began. This time the numbers were extremely complete, and every race was represented.

Minotaurs, humans, trolls, goblins, gnomes, dwarves, bears, dryads, draenei, and all other races of Cadore, as well as the orcs of Draenor. But this time many of them are new faces; One hundred and twenty years away is already a long time for a mortal.

"Hello, Moonshadow Majesty; I am Gouyle, son of Durotan. Turning around, two old orcs with white beards greeted him, and the orcs at the head said with respectful expressions, both of them patted their chests and saluted.

"I remember him, is he still alive?" Moon Shadow nodded, remembering the Child of Prophecy, the little orc who had received his blessing; It's a pity that he didn't do much in this timeline; But it also looks like he's living a full life.

"I'm sorry, but my father was a great shaman, but he needed to accompany his ancestors. But I've heard him say how you brought glory to the tribe, and I'm looking forward to having that glory as well. Gouyle shook his head slightly, but there was no sadness on his face; Death is not a terrible thing for orcs.

"Me too." Another burly old orc next to him also patted his chest.

"He's the son of Grom, Garrosh." Gouyl smiled as he explained to Moonshadow. Moon Shadow nodded, of course he knew; In the original timeline, he was the second tribal chief after Thrall.

"I remember your father, he was a very courageous orc! You're all old, so I'll give you some gifts. As she spoke, Moon Shadow gently gathered some life energy and channeled it to the two of them. However, the effect was very obvious, the two old orcs quickly became younger, their muscles swollen and their beards gradually turned black.

"I'm so thankful, I feel like I'm at least a hundred years younger, and my body is as energetic as a lad." Garrosh patted his chest and said in surprise with a grateful look on his face.

"This is my blessing, you can live another hundred years, and for people like you should not die of old age in bed; I need you to join me in destroying the demons. Moon Shadow nodded, he couldn't just give a creature eternity, that didn't follow the rules of the world. But this is just a prolongation of life, not a big deal. What he did was sincere, and he didn't want the two orcs to end up dying on the bed.

"It's our pleasure." Gouyle patted his chest and said loudly with a look of ecstasy on his face.

"I've seen the master." Just then, a first-born troll with swollen lightning rune muscles stepped forward and saluted Moon Shadow.

"It's Serkin, I haven't seen you in thousands of years." He was the first believer of the Darkspear tribe to believe in himself as their main sacrifice; Moon Shadow gives him the blessing of his thunder and can use one-tenth of his power.

"Yes, I have been teaching those young trolls with the command you have given me; Let them get out of their primitive wildness and live like normal intelligent creatures. "Sergein wasn't much afraid of the Moonshadow, but he respected it; After conquering the Troll Tribe, Lunaris brought them an advanced civilization. He had seen it for thousands of years, and the life of a troll was changing with each passing day; Compared to the rancid gutter that once were; They also have a new empire, which is not inferior to the Karazhan they once were.

"That's good, don't give up." Moon Shadow smiled, he really wanted the races to survive peacefully.

"Yes master, I see the old fellow of the human being coming; He hasn't been there for thousands of years. Serkin smiled as he glanced at the side, he was talking about another non-elven creature that Moon Shadow had blessed. The former king of Stormwind is the king of the human empire.

"It's Tyrion." Moon Shadow naturally remembered him, he had ambitions to unify humanity; However, he was exiled for the second time in the later period, and he will understand when he comes back. He did do it, but the empire was ruined within; Eventually, his descendants divided up most of his kingdom, and in desperation, he gave up all the lands as the sole supreme king. (To be continued.) )