The Origin Forge has been officially restarted, which means that the defense capabilities of the Origin Hall have returned to normal, and Azadas no longer has to sit here.
As the tol'vir went wild, Azadas remained calm.
"Salayan, it's time for me to leave."
Azadas analyzed with a calm expression: "Loken who is in Ulduar will definitely be aware of the restart of the Forge of Origin, and will definitely send scouts to investigate. I must leave here as soon as possible and return to the Uldaman underground palace. "
Sarlayan was already prepared for this and nodded in agreement: "I have already made arrangements."
"Stellagosa will open the portal and send you to Boralus, the capital of Kul Tiras. Then the royal mage of Kul Tiras will relay the teleport and send you to Loch Modan. The only way to go after that is It's up to you to leave."
Azadas nodded knowingly and consciously pulled up his hood to ensure that his appearance would not be seen by outsiders.
"Without further ado, I'll set off right away."
Azadas looked back at the large number of Titan creations patrolling back and forth in the Hall of Origin.
"Unless Loken sends an army to invade, the defense network of the Hall of Origin will not be easily broken."
Sarlayan said in agreement: "Not to mention that there are a large number of Tolvir people outside the Hall of Origin to help defend. I can guarantee that Loken's scouts will never be able to enter the hall."
Azadas patted Sarlayan's shoulder heavily before leaving: "Take care, next time we meet again, it should be at Storm Cliffs."
Sarlayan responded with a smile: "I'll lend you some good advice. I'll ask you and Elonaya to wait for a while longer. When Nalak'sha's engine produces enough troops, that's when we will launch a full-scale counterattack on Storm Cliffs."
"I believe that day is not too far away."
After sending Azadas away, the four of Sarlayan were also ready to embark on the journey again.
With the temporarily restored unity of the tol'vir assisting in guarding, Sarlayan did not believe that Loken's scouts could break through the defenses of the Hall of Origins.
During this period of the sea turtle season, it has been living comfortably in the reservoir near Lamu Kahen Oasis. When Sarlayan came to inform it to set off, this guy was actually a little reluctant to leave.
"Let's go. What's there to miss about soaking in water in the desert? When we arrive at the picturesque Mount Hyjal, there are plenty of opportunities for you to slowly appreciate nature."
Ji Lian reluctantly turned around one step at a time: "Okay, I hope it's really what you said."
Due to time constraints, Sarlayan did not plan to walk leisurely and leisurely next.
Onyxia consciously transformed back into her dragon form. Valeera and Stellagosa jumped on her back first, and Sharlayan followed closely with the big turtle on his shoulders.
"Going to fly again..."
Ji's expression was not very good: "I'm almost turning into a turtle."
[Grass, what a three-dwelling sea turtle. 】
[By the way, are there really flying turtles in the world? 】
[Who knows, the world is full of wonders, but we haven’t encountered them yet. 】
Originally, Sarlayan planned to go to the open-air oil field in Un'Goro Crater to check out his own property after leaving Uldum, but unfortunately the plan could not keep up with the change.
The unusual movements of the Dragon-grabbing Vrykul made him unable to relax.
Once King Ymiron recovers, the supply route that has been opened up by Kul Tiras may encounter further setbacks.
The huge black dragon took off and soared straight into the sky. Ji, who had never flown so high before, was so frightened that he screamed repeatedly.
Through Un'Goro Crater, Thousand Needles and the Barrens, Onyxia flew until she reached the entrance to Ashenvale before descending.
About to enter the core territory of the night elves, Onyxia did not dare to be too big.
If Cenarius identifies him as an intruder, he will be in trouble. It is best to go through the formalities and enter the country openly from the ground.
The defenders guarding the Gray Valley had long since discovered the black dragon flying from high altitude. Considering the bad reputation of the black dragon, the Gray Valley defenders increased their vigilance, and adjusted the angle of the knife-throwing cart to target the air, ready to launch at any time.
"etc!"
Using the eagle eye technique, he saw someone on the back of the swooping black dragon. The commander of the Gray Valley defenders hurriedly stopped his men who were about to attack.
"This black dragon...could it be?"
Sarlayan and his party did not expect to meet an acquaintance in Ashenvale.
The commander who led the Ashenvale garrison was none other than Sentinel General Shandris Feathermoon.
"Shandeis? Why are you here?"
Carrying the turtle and jumping off Onyxia's back, Sarlayan unexpectedly waved hello to Shandris.
"It's a long story, what are you..."
Shandis looked up at the turtle with a strange expression on his face.
"What's going on? A turtle?"
"Ah~ just say it."
Sarlayan patted the thick turtle shell with his hand before placing Ji back on the ground.
"I accepted a commission to send it back to Mount Hyjal for a pilgrimage."
"pilgrimage……"
Shandris thought for a moment and then revealed a look of surprise: "So that's it, Tortola's Familia, but why is it a turtle?"
Sarlayan smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "This problem is more complicated. If you have time, you can escort us to Mount Hyjal."
"Um……"
Shandis tilted her head and considered for a while, then turned to explain a few words to the adjutant beside her.
"Then let me go with you, so that you won't be stopped on the road all the time. You also know the attitude of the night elves towards the descendants of the highborne elves."
Sarlayan frowned slightly: "Fandral hasn't changed those people's inherent prejudices yet?"
Shandis shrugged helplessly: "It's not that easy. Their inherent concepts have been maintained for thousands of years. They can't be changed in a year or two."
"Let's go. Let's talk slowly on the way. You'd better not let this female black dragon return to its original shape. Black dragons are... not very popular here."
"Hmph~"
Onyxia wrinkled her nose in disdain: "Who wants to be treated like a mount? I don't want to be tired."
Sarlayan shook his head amusedly: "That's fine, then I'll do it."
In front of Shandris, Sharlayan transformed into a huge two-headed chimera.
Shandis: "...You really can change anything."
Chimeras are not uncommon in the Ashenvale region, and they are also one of the natural allies recognized by the night elves.
With Shantis, the sentinel general, as a guarantee, Sarlayan and others were not intercepted on the way to Mount Hyjal.
"Pandaria?!"
After listening to Valeera's travel stories, Shandis looked at Ji in surprise.
"Unexpectedly, one of Tortola's Familia was left behind in Pandaria."
"What's more important is that you can actually find that long-lost continent!"
Night elves and pandaren have had some dealings before.
To be precise, the one who has dealings with the Pandaren Empire is the Dark Night Empire under the rule of Azshara.
More than 10,000 years ago, when the Burning Legion first arrived, Shaohao sent someone to remind Azshara not to believe the rhetoric of the Burning Legion.
However, the self-willed and self-admired Azshara turned a deaf ear to the pandaren's well-intentioned warnings, and stubbornly reached an agreement with the Burning Legion.
Well-intentioned persuasion failed, and not long after the envoy returned, Shaohao made up his mind to completely seal Pandaria to ensure that the harm caused by the Burning Legion would not affect Pandaria.
Even Shandris, who has lived for tens of thousands of years, has not had many opportunities to meet pandaren.
Even if there were, those pandaren were from the Wandering Isle, and Pandaria was as if it had been wiped off the map of Azeroth, with no news coming.
It was only natural that Shandris would be surprised to hear information about Pandaria again after thousands of years.
After lowering his head and thinking for a while, Shandis said tentatively: "Salayan, can I tell the Dark Night Council this news?"
"sure."
Sarlayan said nonchalantly: "Since I am willing to say it, it means that this is not a secret that needs to be covered up."
"It just so happens that I also have something I want to discuss with the Dark Night Council, but before that, I have to send Ji to Tortola first."
Shandis nodded understandingly: "No problem, but... Tortola is still sleeping. If you want to see him, you can only sneak into the Emerald Dream to communicate directly with his soul."
"The Emerald Dream..."
Sarlayan nodded thoughtfully: "I understand. In short, let's find the big lake where Tortola sleeps first. With coordinate positioning, I can accurately find the location of Tortola in the dream world. "
"oh?"
Shandris asked unexpectedly: "You can enter and exit the Emerald Dream at will? Is it a gift from Her Majesty Ysera?"
Sarlayan: "No, it depends on my own ability. Just wait and see."
