The first target of the resurrection ritual would naturally be Azeroth's undisputed strongest demigod, the White Hart Malorn.

The reason why Salian was needed to preside over the ceremony himself was because he had two diametrically opposed powers, life and death.

If he only uses his life power to forcibly pull Malloy back to Azeroth, he will inevitably be limited in strength when he has just been resurrected, and he will need to go through a period of cultivation before he can return to the top.

That's what Cenarius and Malfurion did in proto-history.

Malonene did not contribute much in the battle to defend Mount Hyjal, and was nowhere to be seen for the next few years, apparently recovering from the Emerald Dream Realm.

Through the power of death to communicate with the Shadow Realm's special abilities, Sarjan can help the resurrected demigods of the wilderness to avoid the process of re-adapting to the physical world, allowing them to reach the peak as soon as they are resurrected.

The energy required to resurrect Malorn was far higher than that of the other demigods, and it was not until a third of the arcane magic injected into the circle was consumed that the white deer phantom in the center of the circle became completely solidified.

"Yo!"

As Malone's body was completely reshaped, the happy white deer raised its neck on the spot and let out a loud deer roar.

Malfurion and Tyrande, who were far away at the foot of Mount Hyjal, also heard this call, and their originally serious faces invariably showed surprise.

"Malone, he's finally back!"

"Don't get excited." Malfurion calmed down for a while, and still calmly said to the somewhat restless Tyrande: "With the return of the wilderness demigods, the pressure on our shoulders will gradually decrease, but our mission will not change much. ”

If there is anyone in this world who can persuade the stubborn grandmother, this person can only be Malfurion...... Maybe Illidan can be counted as half.

Listening to her husband's persuasion, Tyrande took a deep breath: "I know that considering Sarren's follow-up plans, the demigods of the wilderness will not immediately join the battlefield. ”

"Until reinforcements from the Minotaurs and Orcs arrive, we must defend this line to the death."

On the other side of the battlefield, Ragnaros, the Fire Demon King, instinctively sensed that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell where this uneasy strange feeling came from.

"Can't put it off any longer!"

There were still many fire elementals on their way from the Elemental Realm, but Ragnaros couldn't wait any longer, and with a wave of his hand, he ordered the lords under his command: "Attack now!" ”

"Don't get too much of a deal out of these fragile mortals! Our goal is to burn all of Azeroth! ”

"Yes! Let the flames purify everything! ”

Sarjan, who was working on the resurrection of Ursok and the Ursol brothers, faintly heard the roar from the bottom of the mountain, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc.

"Plagiarize the slogan of the Burning Legion, right? Ragnaros, that guy really bowed his head. ”

As one Wilderness Demigod after another walked out of the ritual circle, the energy stored in the circle became less and less.

Sarean roughly estimated that the energy provided by Quel'Salas was a little less than expected, but it was Sulama who had a strong excess of energy, just enough to fill the vacancy in the sunwell.

"Sarjan, Quel'Salas......"

"I know."

After resurrecting Ornhara, Sarjan checked the little energy left in the circle and sighed softly.

"While I don't think Deathwing will be able to easily break through Bandinorell's barrier, his attack will inevitably cause Quel'Thallas to intercept some of his energy for the defense of the mainland."

"I can't help it." Salian shrugged with a wry smile: "What I promised, I have to do, let's fill the void with that bit of energy." ”

"Tsk!" Onexia pouted unhappily: "Sure enough, it can only be like this, fortunately, I was mentally prepared in advance." ”

Valera and Stella Gossa glanced at each other, and they both smiled and nodded.

"Let's start and keep up the last round of resurrection."

Cenarius thought that the resurrection ritual was over, and was about to leave his place to catch up with his father.

"Imp! Don't rush to go! ”

Godring, who was outwardly irritable but actually careful, noticed something strange and looked thoughtfully at Sarren, who was infusing the circle under his feet with energy.

"It seems that my family is not going to stop there, so let's wait and see what happens."

"Hmm......" Tortora said thoughtfully, "you actually plan to use your own reserve energy to continue activating the magic circle?" Who else do these children want to resurrect? ”

Godlin grinned: "Who knows, since they still have a move, we will accompany them to the end." ”

Since Valera, Stella Gossa and Onexia, who were in charge of the formation, had other tasks on their hands, the three demigods of the wilderness alone could not perfectly cover up the movement of the resurrection ceremony.

As Godring's eyes flickered as he stared at the increasingly clear big cat phantom in the center of the array, Ragnaros, who was fighting with the Night Elves on the battlefield at the foot of the mountain, suddenly felt a spirit all over his body.

He finally caught where that uneasiness was coming from.

But it's only now that I want to react, and it's obviously too late.

Before the bewildered Malloy and the demigods could see it clearly, a black shadow jumped out of the circle like lightning, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Uh~"

The corners of Agamagan's mouth twitched a little and said, "If I'm not mistaken...... That shadow was Ashaman, right? ”

As the eldest brother of all the wilderness demigods, Malonene looked meaningfully at the four of Sarren, who were gasping for breath because of the excessive loss of mana.

"Heh~"

Malonen shook her head with a smirk: "That guy is really messing around...... Fortunately, the result is not bad, let her go. ”

The Black Panther demigod Ashaman has always been a loner, and she doesn't have a good relationship with any demigod except for Freya, the guardian of life.

Ashaman didn't mean to greet his colleagues at all, and as soon as he was resurrected, he couldn't wait to rush towards the battlefield up and down.

"So ......"

Ignoring the panther demigod acting alone for the time being, Malloy withdrew her smile and looked solemnly at Sarren, who was gradually gasping for breath.

"Little friend, can you tell us more about your plan now?"

"Of course." Sallian politely stroked his chest and bowed to Malorne: "Please rest easy, I will come one by one." ”

……

Earlier in the Yongge Forest.

The inhabitants of Unicorn City are still lamenting the departure of the lord, but the departure of the Sarean family has not had much impact on the normal operation of the city.

There is still an endless stream of business travelers and tourists, and the daily life of the residents has not changed substantially, that is, there is just an after-dinner conversation.

"Boom!"

Just as the residents of Unicorn City were leisurely enjoying their afternoon tea, the enchantment that shrouded the sky over the large forest suddenly heard a huge roar that was overwhelmed.

Sylvanas, the Ranger General who was preparing for an expedition in the Taquilin barracks, suddenly changed his face and looked up at the sky with a solemn expression.

The High Elves' protection of the natural environment is not as extreme as that of the Night Elves, but perhaps because of some genetic factors in the bloodline, Quel'Salas's natural environment is also very well protected.

There are a large number of ancient trees that are more than 1,000 years old in the Yongge Forest, and these towering trees shade the sky to a certain extent.

Sylvanas turned on his Eagle Eye and saw a large black shadow in the sky through the obscuration of the leaves.

"Black Dragon, Deathwing...... Sure enough, it still came. ”

As early as when Deathwing burst out of the maelstrom and flew to the northern part of the Eastern Kingdom, Saleien used the arcane base station covering the entire Eastern Kingdom to inform the countries of the Alliance of the news.

As Sarren had predicted, the nations of the Alliance soon had a clear guess as to where Deathwing was going, either Lordaeron or Quel'Thalas.

When the boots finally fell, Sylvanas, who had been mentally prepared in advance, was not in a hurry, but her mood was still a little heavy.

"All arms war! Heralds, immediately deliver the news of Deathwing's attack to the Court of the Sunseeker! ”

Thanks to the convenience of cell phone contact, Kael'thas in the palace learned of this matter seconds after Deathwing's attack on Bandinorell's enchantment.

"Do you want to pinch Quel'Salas as a soft persimmon?"

Kael'thas, who has always been mild-tempered, had a rare cold face: "Then come, I want to see if you can break through the Bandi Norriel Barrier that has been maintained by Quel'Salas for more than 7,000 years with your own strength." (End of chapter)