Chapter 970: The Beginning of Fusion

At the beginning of the war, the alliance of the gods was like the former plaster flag country, relying on the strength of the demons to suppress the demon violence, it was really pushed all the way over, and along the way, relying on the powerful power of the artifact, the demon layer by layer of defense mechanism was forcefully wiped out, but with the attack again and again, the endless consumption of materials, and the flame of revenge was extinguished by the death and injury of reality and the passage of time, after all, just like the current Celestial Empire and neon, the blood and sea of deep feud in the past, it is not yet to put on the cloak of peace, and there are so many shameless Hari clans, it can be said that the flame of hatred will still burn in the hearts of some people, but when reality needs to choose, it has to bow to reality, after all, the general environment is like this!

Therefore, when the war-weariness began to appear within the Gods Alliance, in the next hundred years, in the whole 100 years, the Gods Alliance only broke through a layer of the abyss plane, and even the demons deliberately retreated again, so in fact, the blades of the Gods Alliance were no longer sharp, and even to the point of blunt knives, and now everything will be over, because the fit between the abyss and the underworld has reached the need for fusion, and the two sides are about to merge, and the demons have begun to avoid in advance with the help of the Abyssal Will, after all, when the two planes merge, the collision between the two sides in the initial period will be as terrible as Mars hitting the earthAlthough it will be subsided soon, it will not really cause the damage caused by the real collision of the two planets, but the prelude is still not terrible that human beings can stop!

The disaster came too suddenly, and suddenly no one would have thought that the entire abyssal world was as if it had been turned upside down, a large area of the plane was shattered, reorganized, and countless creatures were severely damaged in this catastrophe, even the demons themselves were killed a lot, and even the river of evil energy was broken into several sections, of course, in the underworld, countless bone mountains turned into bone powder in the sky, and the Styx River was also broken into several sections, and the gray sky of the underworld was also torn apart, and it can be faintly seen from it that the dim but with a little black-green breath is constantly infiltrating into this world dominated by death, and the death qi of the underworld is also constantly pouring into the abyss, the two sides are influencing each other, and the main force of the demons and Wang Fan's army are staying on some specially set aside super-large plane fragments, so they are almost not affected, but the gods can suffer, although the day before the crisis broke out, these powerful gods were strongly alerted by their own premonition ability, but it was still too late, after all, although they could escape, but the army of gods under their command did not have the ability to run so far in one day, coupled with the sudden rebellion, the army of the gods completely bombarded the camp!

The army of gods without organization began to run frantically, because those gods are fleeing for their lives, after all, they are flying separately when the catastrophe comes, so in this case, the alliance of the gods naturally collapsed, although the gods themselves are extremely strong, but in this turmoil, they also feel that if they don't run, they will die if they don't run, so they naturally run frantically, instead of staying, after all, those who can ascend to the position of the gods are not pedantic, especially guys like dragons, which are even more selfish to the extreme!

Therefore, the legions of the gods, which had no organization and no place of refuge, scattered and fled, and soon suffered heavy casualties!

(I'm going to interview for a new job tomorrow, I'm going to bed early, I'm sorry, after all, I'm just a hobby writer, although I don't know how to be a eunuch, but in the face of the reality of helplessness, the family's financial difficulties, I have to bow my head!)

"She's dying...... My Sarah Hill is dying!" The Night Elf man blurted out at the Great Druid. Malfurion had never seen a Night Elf with a face as vicissitudes as Garrod Shadowsong. While some of these wrinkles may have been the result of Garrod's distance from his clan's life, others were apparently new additions and could also have something to do with the immobile woman he was carefully holding in his arms.

Garrod's beard turned white, a very different change from what Malfurion remembered. When they first met, Garrod looked younger than Malfurion—more than a thousand years younger, in fact—but now the silver threads and wrinkles made him look much older than the Great Druid. Malfurion couldn't help but wonder what kind of life the Night Elf had been going through since they last met.

The pronunciation of the name "Garrod ......" made Malfurion feel a little weird, after all, the two had not seen each other for nearly 10,000 years.

"It's been a long time since we last met," whispered the former Allied Commander of the Battle of the Ancients and the war hero who is still famous today. "Please forgive me for being so presumptuous to come ......"

Malfurion waved to stop Garrod's apology. He examined Sarah Hill briefly and found her condition to be extremely serious. "I can try to treat her, but I think it's better for us to take her directly to Tyrande, so we can use more means!

Garrod looked a little hesitant, and refused to let go of his partner in his arms. But in the end, he accepted the help of the Great Druid. Under the silent gaze of the crowd, the two carried Sarah Hill towards the temple.

The two sentries at the entrance to the temple stepped aside respectfully in front of the Grand Druid. One of them looked at Garrod in amazement. Even though he had a beard cut and long, fluffy hair — all silver and white now—the weather-beaten face was still recognizable to those who had seen him in the past.

"She'll heal you," Malfurion heard the former captain of the guard whisper to the motionless woman. "Tyrande will heal you...... She will pray to Elune......"

Malfurion hid her frown. He felt that Sarah Hill's body was completely paralyzed, and with the position he was holding her, the Great Druid could not tell if she was still breathing. His power was no longer against her, and now she could only count on Elune. However, what could even the Goddess of the Moon do about such a terrible situation?

They walked briskly through the corridors made of stone and living wood. Some of the priestesses they met quickly came to help, but the Grand Druid knew that only his lover could save Garrod's partner at the moment.

As Malfurion approached the sanctuary where the High Priestess was, her personal guards noticed them. One of the guards silently opened the door for him. Malfurion noticed that each pair of eyes was looking toward Garrod before they could focus on Sarah Hill. Everyone had thought that Garrod Shadow Song had died thousands of years ago, otherwise why didn't he return to his people at their most desperate moment?

Before they could enter the room, Tyrande greeted them. Garrod opened his mouth to speak, but the High Priestess shook his head. She led them to place Sarah Hill on a sloping couch beside her, and instructed her attendants to stand down but not close the door.

The High Priestess knelt down on one knee beside the woman with a serious expression, muffled her voice and prayed, her hands dancing above Sarah Hill's body.

A ray of light spread from the High Priestess to Sarah Hill. Garrod inhaled hopefully. The two men watched eagerly as the soft silver light descended on Sarah Hill's ailing body.

The brilliance suddenly dissipated.