"How did you become like this, my brother." Malfurion stared at Illidan with vigilance. He was not sure whether Illidan had lost his mind, but in ancient times, most people who were corrupted by evil energy would Become crazy.
Illidan saw his brother looking like he was facing a powerful enemy, and an inexplicable sense of loss suddenly came over him. However, after thinking about this ten thousand years of imprisonment, he disappeared without a trace.
There is no point in caring about other people's opinions. Even if this person is his own brother, he still doesn't understand what he is doing, so Illidan feels that he has nothing to say.
"Don't be so nervous. Instead of worrying about me, you should take good care of your forest." Illidan tied Gul'dan's skull to his waist with a piece of cloth. "Otherwise, next time we meet, maybe I will be the one to take care of you." You collected the body."
Having said that, Illidan didn't stay too long. He flapped his wings, soared into the sky, broke through the obstruction of the shade, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Malfurion chased for a few steps, looked up and looked in the direction Illidan left, hesitated for a moment, did not transform and chased after him, but turned to look at the corrupted forest land.
The archdruid picked up a green leaf and put it in his hand. He injected some natural power into it. As expected, the leaf seemed to be corroded by strong acid and quickly turned into a black carbon-like residue.
As he expected, the forest land was almost completely corroded by Tichondrius. These seemingly vibrant trees had actually been eroded by evil energy for a long time, leaving nothing but a superficial shell.
Malfurion sighed. He didn't know if all this had anything to do with Illidan, but seeing his brother degenerate into a demon still made him have mixed emotions.
Shortly after Illidan left, other druids who came to support also arrived. They looked at Malfurion who was standing aside in a daze, and tentatively asked, "Arch Druid, have you discovered anything? "
Malfurion shook his head and walked out in the opposite direction from which the druids came, leaving the druids who were confused and didn't know what happened and looked at each other.
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Arthas nodded, "Felwood has been corrupted. Do you want us to send manpower to support it? I understand."
Watching the elf messenger leave the camp, Arthas turned his attention to Varian. Varian said "uh" and said strangely, "What do you think I do? Purification and corrosion are things that Paladins are better at. That’s right?”
"This is not just a matter of purification and corrosion," Arthas replied. "The night elves are obviously suffering from a problem that cannot be solved. They hope that we will send help, and the demons in Ashenvale have been solved by the orcs."
"In other words, they want us to bear the risk of the demon coming to Felwood with them?" Varian scratched his chin, "Then do we want to send troops into Felwood?"
Arthas' knuckles lightly clasped the sand table. He looked at Felwood's map and said slowly, "Felwood is the only way to Mount Hyjal, but it has been corrupted. If we Fighting demons here is equivalent to sinking into the deepest part of the quagmire.”
The corrupted Felwood is no longer suitable for life activities. Whether humans or elves, if they insist on fighting against demons in the corrupted forest, there will be great risks and burdens.
But now the elves obviously haven't completely given up on Felwood. They want to give it a last try to see if they can save their forest.
But Arthas knew in his heart that if he wanted to completely clear up such a large area of corrosion, even if he devoted all the power of the elves, it would not be something that could be solved in a short time, not to mention that the demons would definitely continue to cause trouble and interrupt it. The elves' plan to purify the forest.
The elves' behavior was too greedy for Arthas. They were thinking about repairing the losses caused by the demons before the most important things were resolved.
"But... this is pretty much what we expected. The elves at least understand the seriousness of the incident. We can build defenses on Mount Hyjal at the right time."
Arthas talked about his plan and planted the Alliance flag on Mount Hyjal. "By the way, have the Alliance reinforcements been assembled in Theramore?"
Muradin took out a document, "The forward troops of Lordaeron and Quel'Thalas have gathered in Theramore through the portal, and the mage troops of Dalaran have also arrived. Stormwind City, Ironforge and other follow-up Troops are gathering at ports in various regions, preparing to march to Kalimdor.
Kul Tiras is establishing stable shipping routes to provide continuous support for our logistics. "
The number of Alliance troops who landed on Kalimdor this time was much larger than the number of soldiers of the First Legion stationed in Theramore. Supplies could no longer be solved through teleportation and ordinary shipping. They must need a stable and safe route, and Kul Tiras is clearly the most expert in this regard.
With Daelin in charge of this matter, Arthas naturally wouldn't worry. If the naval commander would be attracted to the orcs when he saw them, then he would simply move Daelin away so that he would not see the orcs.
Next, just let Jaina be prepared, and when the alliance starts to build defenses, it will be able to receive a steady stream of support - the battle of Mount Hyjal will not be a protracted war, Archimonde's power will tip the balance They will continue to lean towards the Burning Legion. All they need to do is to delay the demon's invasion a little, so that the elves can work hard to come up with countermeasures.
While Arthas was thinking, his heart suddenly trembled. He suddenly raised his head and looked to the north. He felt that energy full of destruction and violence was gathering in Felwood.
It seems that Illidan failed to stop Tichondrius at all. Doesn't this still allow the other party's plan to succeed? I don't know if the Dread Lord is dead... But looking at the current situation, if it weren't for Tichondrius, there shouldn't be such a battle.
Varian and Muradin were a little surprised by Arthas' behavior, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, it's just that my intuition tells me that the war is about to start." Alsace said calmly, "Be prepared, we may have to go to Felwood at any time - even directly defending Mount Hyjal is not guaranteed. .”
Although Muradin and Varian did not have Arthas' soul power that could spread to almost every corner of Azeroth, they also heard the feeling of the eve of the storm from Arthas' tone.
Far away in Felwood, Malfurion, who was worried about the current situation of the forest, was also struck by lightning. He heard the wails and cries of nature, and there was an extremely evil pressure approaching Azeroth.
Malfurion's forehead suddenly became sweaty, and the feeling of oppression that hit his face even reminded Malfurion of the ancient war ten thousand years ago: the Burning Legion is really back, and it is more decisive than it was ten thousand years ago. The earth will destroy this world.
