A unified Northrend would definitely not be something that any indigenous superior would like to see, because that would mean that on this barren continent, a behemoth has finally appeared, a behemoth that is difficult for any force to contend with!

Danassu, the elven city built on the branch of the second world tree, Malfurion, who was teaching his disciples, was suddenly stunned. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This isolated, isolated island is known to the world, but few humans have been lucky enough to make it there, and not even one in the last decade.

Malfurion's disciples were stunned when they saw him, and they couldn't help but hesitate.

Preaching and teaching is a serious matter, and the perception of nature is even more so, and Malfurion is a strict person, how can he be distracted while teaching the way of nature?

This great druid, who has no vain under his fame, has been a model for the unity of knowledge and action since ancient times, and has saved the world several times.

A few disciples didn't dare to ask more, and lowered their heads to show respect.

Malfurion came to his senses a moment later, admonished his disciples, and hurried away, leaving behind a few young druids who looked at each other, looking overwhelmed.

Moments later, Malfurion arrives at a temple and sees his penitent wife, kneeling in front of the statue of the Goddess of the Moon.

Malfurion's face was complicated, and it wasn't until Tyrande, the priestess, turned around and looked at him with those pure, almost transparent eyes that Malfurion regained his composure and composure.

"I believe in you. ”

These were the first and perhaps the last words Malfurion said to his wife.

Thousands of years of knowing and loving each other, a thousand words, all in this.

Tyrande smiled, her face was as beautiful as a fairy in the Moon Palace, of course she was the spokesperson of the Moon God in the world.

Malfurion noticed that her eyes were amber, which was different from the past, and Malfurion's heart was shocked again.

Very few Night Elves have amber eyes, and even in ancient times, when the elves were not divided, it was very rare, which meant that there would be outstanding achievements in the future, which was a manifestation of talent.

But now, when Amber eyes are mentioned, at least in Malfurion's mind, the first thing that comes to mind is not any great talent, but his poor brother, Illidan Fury!

However, out of trust in his wife, Malfurion did not ask or think too much.

He is a legendary Great Druid, and he should not be questioned for no reason.

And his natural heart, which gave him the most acute and pure sense, was enough for him to be sure that the change in his wife had not affected their affection.

He could feel his wife's love for him, still as it had been for nearly 10,000 years.

Even, her smile became purer because of the deep gold, pure as a touch of moonlight, and the two stars were the most beautiful embellishments.

Malfurion, who was immersed in Tyrande's gentle smile, seemed to have returned to his mother's arms, looking at his beautiful wife with some obsession.

At such a beautiful moment, other things became unimportant, including the unauthorized release of Illidan from captivity!

If this grave sin is committed by the person you love the most, then I will bear her sin!

Malfurion had been leading the Great Druid in the emerald dreams of the Green Dragon Queen since the Great War of Antiquity, only to wake up three years ago.

For the past three years, he has been guiding the young druids to do edifying things while trying to find a reason to wake up early.

Now, he felt like he had found a reason.

He was glad that he could tell himself with great certainty that it was countless times better than the best he had expected, and although his wife made a big mistake, even if it was just for that moon-like smile, he didn't think it was unbearable.

What's more, Illidan is his only brother after all!

The other sacrifices around had already left at this time, and the warm breeze rippled between the respectful couple.

Suddenly, just as the beauty was growing, Malfurion frowned slightly, and he heard hurried footsteps in the distance.

Almost without thinking about it, Malfurion knew who had disturbed them, and he was neither pleased nor angry, and said lightly:

"Leave it to me!"

He knows that there are many things in this world, and it is difficult to judge right and wrong, but in this matter, the fault must not be in the person.

It's just that even if we distinguish right from wrong in the things of this world, what so will it be?

10,000 years ago, at the parliament, he advocated the trial of his own brother, how did he feel at that time?

Now that he has received the final judgment, why should he use his position as a savior to intercede for him?

This may seem hypocritical to outsiders, but Malfurion knows that he is using his own way to redeem his relatives.

But-

Is it really wrong to try to use the power of demons to fight against demons?

Maybe it's just the result that is wrong, it's his quick success, it's his brother who does what he shouldn't do, not what some people preach - Illidan is a bad breed by nature!

Malfurion didn't want to think about it, but he couldn't help but think about it when he slept in the Emerald Dream.

He had a long, long dream in which, in addition to nature, there was his brother and his wife, and another ending...

He could no longer answer about happiness, about right or wrong.

Going back tens of thousands of years, he couldn't be sure if he would insist on trying Illidan, if he would intercede for him at the last moment, if he would pursue Tyrande again knowing Illidan's intentions, and if he would kill the demon who had gone astray for the sake of a more stable heart of nature, for some other reason!

Hesitation, sometimes a sign of immaturity, is sometimes the price of growth.

And Malfurion, this legendary druid who seems impersonal and old-fashioned in the eyes of most outsiders and even Illidan, only he knows that in that ancient heart, there is also flesh and blood, and it is not really what outsiders imagine, as long as he thinks it is right, he can hold on... Six feelings do not recognize!

He is the strongest legend, but he is not a demigod, let alone a god, and he does not have the heart of a god!

Watching her husband turn away, the beautiful Tyrande was still smiling, and this smile was as warm as spring.

After watching it for a long time, if she is not immersed, it will give people a stiff feeling, as if she is just wearing a smiling mask.

Tyrande's amber eyes twitched like two deep pools.

In the deepest part of that eye, a little solidified liquid shook slightly.

It was a sealed tear, the last tear of Tyrande, the tear that Illidan had left 10,000 years ago.

It's a pity that Malfurion, after all, is only a legend, even if it is the strongest legend, but it is not a demigod, let alone a true god.

He has no heart of God, much less the power of God.

The blessing of the moon god, in front of the mortals under the gods, sometimes, is the best disguise and veil.

A month later, Northrend, a bored Lingqi, rode the frost dragon Sindagoza, looking down on the ice floe bay.

Since he had completely recovered the Blue Dragon Clan, and even turned the Blue Dragon King, the Demon King Guardian, Malygos, into a god-like being in the Kingdom of God, Ling Qi's summoning power to the Frost Dragon was much more thorough than that of Nao Zu, because nothing would stop him!

Nao Zu didn't dare to blatantly dig up the dragon bones because of the guards of the Blue Dragon Clan, and his mana couldn't support a large-scale Frost Dragon Summoning Ritual, but this was not a problem for Ling Qi.

It even took him only seven days to turn more than eighty percent of the complete bone dragons into frost dragons, forming a real dragon army!

And among them, there is even a living blue dragon helping, which was unimaginable in the past.

The blue dragons are not good at hand-to-hand combat, but they are good at magic, and they are good mana providers, and it can be said that ninety percent of the mana of the resurrection of the Frost Dragon Legion is provided by the blue dragon clan.

Although Ling Qi's divine power was much more high-end than his mana, given his own particularity, he could not squander his divine power wantonly.

Especially after discovering that the self-produced immortal power and aura can only be used to destroy in this world, and cannot provide external creation!

Shinto Immortal Dao coexists perfectly in his divine kingdom, but after all, they are different Dao. Just as Malygos and even a few legendary blue dragons can become the guardians of the kingdom of God, but they cannot be transformed by immortal power. Not every material being can withstand the transformation of the dual nature power like him and the kingdom of God, perhaps because his comprehension of the nature of power is not enough, at least not at present.

Sindagossa is far inferior to Malygos, but he is also the pinnacle of the legendary Frost Dragon, the strongest of the Frost Dragons today.

As for the demigod's Frost Dragon, it is impossible to appear by summoning, and the initial strength of the Frost Dragon depends on the life, and it is slightly weaker than the life. And the demigods, in this world, are almost not completely dead.

Demigods and even true gods can have no kingdom of God in this world, but it is extremely difficult to be erased.

Their existence seems to have been imprinted on the spiritual level, especially the indigenous demigods, who are even more tenacious than the Titans, who can be killed, but cannot be erased, and naturally will not leave the remains that can be "resurrected"!

In fact, the dragon clan, from ancient times to the present, there have been many existences comparable to demigods, and even rival the true gods, such as the dragon kings of several clans, but except for Deathwing, I have not heard of any dragon really becoming a god, maybe even Deathwing is boasting, which is probably the price of being inherently strong.

There was a huge whale patrolling beyond the ice floe bay, which was also Ling Qi's servant, which was another thing that Nao Aozu did not do, so far the entire Northrend was impregnable by Ling Qi's operation, and the sky was covered with a dense net.

On the calm shore, suddenly there was a craggy wave, and several swimming fish jumped out of the water, as if they were startled by something, and the blue whales began to swim into the distance.

Ling Qi looked into the distance, and only saw a large piece of sails raised!