As long as you have perseverance and can continue to grow the team of druids, you will definitely be able to accomplish this goal one day in the future.

In fact, even though the shell of the World Tree was charred black, with no leaves left, only a bunch of bare branches, the powerful druids could still sense the presence of life force just by touching the trunk.

The World Tree is slowly recovering.

Medivan once said, 'The earth will heal its own wounds after all'.

Nodashiel is the best example of this.

Unfortunately, in the midst of the cataclysm, their grand millennium plan was once again destined to be most severely challenged.

Because the Land of Fire has come!

If the advent of the Aeolus Throne is like a city in the sky, and the Tides Throne is integrated into Azeroth because it is in the deep sea, and it is even more silent, then the advent of the Land of Fire can be described as extremely domineering.

It was a very strange scene.

"Whew, whoop, whoop!" sounded like the sound of bellows in an old blacksmith's shop, but in contrast to the sound was the collapse of the entire southern foot of Mount Hyjal.

The sound does not correspond to the impact, giving people a sense of intricacies.

This is spatial integration.

In this level of spatial collision, the side with a smaller spatial composition was directly destroyed by annihilation.

Sound travels by vibration, and if the space collapses and the vibration can't be transmitted, that's a different story.

At this moment, what the elves in Mount Hyjal heard was not the sound of the crumbling southern foothills, but the sound of the Land of Fire.

It was clear that the Flamelands had not yet fully merged with the main plane of Azeroth, as evidenced by the intermittent sound of flames.

"How much longer?" At this point, the most nervous people were the Night Elves such as Tyrande and Malfurion. In the Alliance, there is no one more authoritative on space science than Duke.

Malfurion noticed that Tyrande was clenching Duke's palm as he asked Duke. He sighed quietly.

Duke didn't care about Malfurion's feelings, and carefully studied the data stream flowing down the retina system: "Azeroth seems to be resisting the integration of the fire elemental plane, which is the unconscious struggle of the planet's will. This doesn't buy much time...... Ten days, the longest will not exceed half a month. ”

With that, Duke casually raised his hand, and a three-dimensional topographic map of Mount Hyjal appeared in front of him. With a flip of Duke's finger, a red line cut the entire mountain range in half, and to the north of the red line, there was another blue line.

"The red line is a dangerous area and must be withdrawn as soon as possible. The blue line is a warning area, and there is no consciousness of sacrifice, so it is better not to go near that side. Everything will wait until the space is stable. ”

"Got it. ”

"Understood. ”

The two leaders of the Night Elves should promise to do so.

At this moment, a burst of psychedelic colors began to ripple in the air around the three of them.

They were slightly surprised, but not nervous.

The emerald green door opened as a flower, and a creature with green hair in the shape of a Night Elf stepped out of the door, revealing her identity as a dragon.

It's Ysera.

"Lord Ysera. Tyrande and Malfurion bowed at the same time.

Among the Night Elves, Ysera's status is incomparably exalted, as is that of Alexstasa, who gave life to the World Tree, and Nozdorm, who gave the Night Elves eternal life.

Ysera was not only the adoptive mother of Cenarius, but also a true teacher of the Druidic teachings.

Duke nodded slightly in respect, after all, everyone is a demigod.

"Hello, Duke. Hello, Tyrande, Malfurion. Ysera's eyes were still habitually closed, and a faint smile hung on her delicate doll-like countenance, and she nodded to the three of them.

Soon, Ysera focused all her attention on Duke.

She didn't open her eyes, and it was a strange feeling that made it seem like she was staring at Duke with all her eyes.

Suddenly, Ysera noticed that Duke seemed to be focused on the two green lines on her face. Night elves prefer to put paint on their faces, and Du naturally doesn't like that kind of mess.

Clearly sensing Duke's slight displeasure, Ysera smiled slightly, and then the lines on her face disappeared in an instant.

[Ultimate Transfiguration] is so capricious and convenient.

Duke felt much more comfortable on the spot. It doesn't matter about his identity, it's purely Ysera's mood that takes care of him and makes him feel good.

It looked like an elf in military uniform, but Ysera made a human court etiquette, pressed her hands lightly on her abdomen, and bowed to Duke: "Duke, I'm sorry I'm afraid I'm going to trouble you again this time." ”

"Huh?"

"Neither our duties, nor the policies of the Temple of the Dragon's Sleep, have positioned Mount Hyjal as a priority area for defense. Mount Hyjal has a special meaning for me, and for the Night Elves as a whole. It symbolizes the inheritance of nature's will to harmony. If I could, I wouldn't want Mount Hyjal to experience a second destruction. Most importantly, I saw a lot of things in my dreams...... Chances are, Duke, you've seen those things like me. ”

Ysera said to the end, her tone visibly accentuated.

The corners of Duke's mouth twitched, "Did the so-called 'Twilight Trial' destroy everything? ”

Duke deliberately kept his words vague. He didn't know what Azeroth would be like in this life.

Because the original canon history obviously has a different line of divergence from the history in the game.

In history, Ysera saw in her dreams a foreshadowing of the future: when the Twilight Judgment came, the dragons would all die at the hands of Cromatus. And every dragon king died next to the Temple of Dragon's Sleep, and even the body of Deathwing was inserted at the top of the temple.

(Clomatus is a perfect multicolored dragon with five different heads, each with the special powers of the corresponding dragon.) His appearance reminded Duke of [real * colorful fish ball powder] again. ）

However, in the history of the game, there is no appearance of this strange stitching monster.

Who knows, Ysera has a very different story.

"No, it's not that simple! One is indeed the Twilight Trial, but it wasn't completely devastating in that half-judgment, and the other is the end of the dragon, which I don't want to talk about, but the third dream is completely different, and I see you, Duke Marcus, influencing the entire worldline. ”

Duke shrugged his shoulders and pouted, not caring at all: "Every guy who is called a hero by the people is trying to change the fate of destruction, which is why we are called heroes." ”