With the bright moon in the sky, Hamuul stood by the Shiniu Lake, staring at the sparkling lake, not knowing what he was thinking.
"You're on time, Hamuul."
Hearing the familiar voice, Hamuul turned his head in surprise, "Brother? Is this the message you sent me?"
Broll Bearskin, a powerful night elf druid, a member of the Cenarion Circle, and a good friend of Hamuul. His attitude towards accepting druids from other races shows that he is not very supportive. Fandral's opinion.
The muscular Brower walked up to Hamuul and nodded lightly, "It's me who sent you the message. The fastest way is to send the message through dreams, but dreams are not safe recently..."
"Is there something urgent?" Hamuul immediately realized that something big might have happened.
"What do you think of Fandral's preparations to go to Silithus with the Cenarion Circle?"
Hamuul fell silent after hearing this, and after a while he sighed, "This is very dangerous, but after all, he is the current member of the Cenarion Circle-"
"Then it seems we are on the same page."
Broll's dull voice made Hamuul look at him in astonishment, as if he couldn't believe that the person in front of him was one of the few friends he had in the Cenarion Circle.
"What do you want to do? After all, Fandral is still the de facto leader of the Cenarion Council. After Shandor fell into a deep sleep, only Fandral was qualified to hold this position." The tauren elder was puzzled. Although he was concerned about Fandral's behavior I feel puzzled, but Fandral's logic is quite reasonable.
"I just have suspicions. It's harder for me than you to believe that Fandal would betray his colleagues and mentor, but do you know Chen Guangmai?"
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"Morning wheat is a magical plant with many uses, but this plant can be used as a material for primitive curse rituals under certain conditions - this is what Quintis Jonspear, the druid of Feathermoon Fortress, told me," Shan Tis took a report and handed it to Tyrande.
"This report also says that... Fandral is issuing bounties to many adventurers and other organizers, saying that they are to study the properties of the soil in Un'Goro Crater, but all of them are used to grow morning wheat..." Tyrande Browsing the report, he didn't know what kind of emotions were hidden behind his calm face, "Staghhelt... I really hope that everything in this report is false."
"Are you going to ask Leyana and Astalia? Maybe they know something?" Shandis made a somewhat...dangerous proposal.
Tyrande just waved his hand, "Don't disturb them until there is no definite evidence, but let Ryan pay attention to Astrana's defense work and protect the safety of the two mothers and daughters. If the darkness is really If he takes advantage of the situation and corrupts Fandral, then mother and daughter may also be in danger."
Shandis nodded, and then asked, "Mom, when are you going to leave?"
"Waiting for Bearskin's reply, I have asked him to find helpers. Just try not to attract Fandral's attention, but no matter what, I don't want this old friend to go astray." Tyrande looked at the document in his hand. , although she already had the answer in her heart, she still didn't want to believe that the deer helmet who would rather break than bend would go on the road of no return.
"I understand. I will do my best to eliminate interference from the outside world. I hope Lord Malfurion is safe."
After Tyrande left, Shandris looked at the documents scattered on the table, collected them with some melancholy and rearranged them together. At this time, one of the documents slipped from it.
Shandris bent down to pick it up, but saw a person's name written on the page: Valstann Staghelm.
After General Sentinel picked up the document, he stared at the portrait of a confident and energetic young night elf on the document, and sighed softly, "Vastan, you and your father were once heroes of the night elves. I hope You have always been..."
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The Hinterlands, Theladan
Arthas stood in front of the giant tree in the sky, surrounded by four huge dragons. Three of them were the Aspect Dragons Malygos, Alexstrasza, and Nozdormu. The remaining one The green dragon is Isarios who led them here.
"This is the entrance to the Emerald Dream. On top of the stairs, the gate in front of the giant tree is the passage connecting the Emerald Dream, but it is closed now." Isarios looked at Sera who was changing things with some sadness. Dan, this place should have been a peaceful place, a safe haven for some members of the Green Dragon Legion, but now it is as quiet as death.
There is no dragon in this forest now. Even Ysera's most trusted lieutenant, Isendre, who was supposed to guard this forest, has disappeared. The other members of the Green Dragon Legion and the guardians have not left any traces. All that remains is the ruins of an elven building.
"Sure enough, something happened, otherwise the Green Dragon Legion would never give up their duty to guard the Emerald Dream," Alexstrasza's heroic voice came out. In dragon form, her voice was three points less soft than in human form.
"There are no traces of fighting. These green dragons left voluntarily... Ah, I saw the image of them closing the portal after entering the Emerald Dream." The Bronze Dragon King waved his giant claw, and the illusion formed by quicksand appeared in front of everyone. The evacuation of the Green Dragon Legion stationed here.
Malygos stared at Isarios standing aside, "Go and see if you can open the door to the Emerald Dream. If it doesn't work, we can only go to Malfurion and ask."
Isarios immediately went to see if the passage could be reopened. At this time, Arthas said to Malygos, "Malfurion should not be found now. His soul is also sleeping in the dream."
"Huh, what a coincidence," Malygos laughed a little contemptuously, "It's still the same. Once these cancers left over from ancient times seek to cause trouble, everyone will surely suffer."
While one person and three dragons were talking, Malygos suddenly raised his dragon's head and stared at the circular wooden door above the stairs - he felt the strange movement of magic power.
"Then the boy succeeded?" Malygos said softly, as if he didn't believe that he could open the door closed by the Green Dragon Legion so easily.
But the next second, a wailing sound came from the stairs. Isarios' body was hit by something, and he rolled down the stairs crookedly, clearing away a large area of remaining stone pillars of the ancient elven building, and sending up smoke and dust all over the sky.
"You greedy people are not allowed to get involved in the secret of the power of life!"
Dragon language accompanied by roars echoed through the sky in front of the portal. Malygos narrowed his eyes slightly. He was a little curious about who dared to be so arrogant in front of him.
Arthas looked at the adult green dragon on the stairs, with some curiosity in his eyes. This was Ysera's adjutant, Isendre, who was supposed to stay here. However, her current state was very strange, as if she was trapped in Amidst the chaos, she remained awake. She still used the original natural power of the Green Dragon Legion and was not completely swallowed by the nightmare.
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