The past few years in Azeroth have been relatively peaceful, at least much calmer than during the Battle of the North.

In fact, no matter how the trajectory of civilization changes, they do not have much impact on the changes in Azeroth itself, the world is still slowly moving forward according to the path that was planned when it was born, time passes, spring and summer intersect, the harvest season passes quickly, and when the ruins of Aishara in Kalimdor are once again shrouded in fiery maple leaves, people know... The autumn of Xiao Suo is coming.

Kalimdor's Human Empire had completed the removal of demons at the southern end of the battlefield in Feywood Forest a month earlier, but the front-line troops had not withdrawn, because the pact signed between the human kings and General Santis of the Night Elves stipulated that Feywood Forest was a war zone under the control of the coalition forces. Wryon confirmed that the coalition could stay there until the war was over.

The Night Elves were reluctant to keep the armies of other civilizations on their territory, but with the Pact here, the black-and-white signatures made it impossible for them to forcibly expel the legions from the south.

And the same troubles are found on the Black Coast and in the Stonetalon Mountains.

Shantis. Admiral Hazuki was eager to invite the Imperial Coalition to the battlefield to help the Night Elves, and she signed a lot of strange contracts, including opening the Night Elf port on the Black Coast to the Navy of Kurtiras for a period of 15 years, and this "borrowing" only required a symbolic fee, which was equivalent to Kurtiras's Invincible Armada, which could prostitute the Night Elves' port for 15 years...

And the orcs of the Stonetalon Mountains can also use this covenant to "reasonably" borrow the night elves' military access in this place to send their troops to the bleak lands, and the minotaur clan of Mogoray has begun to develop a strategy to expel the centaurs in the bleak lands, just waiting for the battle of the Broken Isles to the High Ridge is over, they can borrow the night elves' frontline fortress in the bleak lands to fight their own war.

General Santis never knew what the consequences of the seemingly "normal" agreements he had signed for help were hidden in the future, and the first thing Santis's mother, Lady Tyrande, did after the Battle of Mount Highjal, was to deal with the troubles left behind by her adopted daughter.

Fortunately, Santis still has the most basic sanity, and did not make Mount Hyjal a war zone where the coalition can move freely, otherwise Lady Tyrande would definitely have a headache to death.

Of course, she's having enough headaches right now... Her husband, Grand Druid Malfurion, has been missing for nearly half a month, and no one knows where those Naga took him and what kind of bad plot they are planning with Malfurion.

Moreover, the disappearance of Malfurion, and the death of the demigod Cenarius, are not just things that hurt Tyrande's feelings, this matter directly affects the current unstable situation of the Cenarion Council, and the remaining great druids have no experience in managing the Cenarius Council, and in this eventful season, the only remaining demigod Ansu on their side has caused a new storm.

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"Calm down! Calm down, Honorable Ansu, we are already trying to find a way to awaken Lady Rukma's soul, but this is a complicated task, and given the current chaotic situation in the Emerald Dream Realm, I can't give you an accurate answer. ”

In the halls of the World Tree on Mount Hyjal, Grand Druikoda. Steelclaw, the gentle Night Elf is trying to calm the irascible Ansu.

In front of her, the shrunken raven crouched in the hall, its body occupying almost a third of the hall, and at this time, under the faint light of the World Tree, Ansu's black onyx-like eyes were shining with undisguised anxiety.

"Quack! That's what you said 3 years ago! ”

Ansu screamed:

"You also told me that the resurrection of the demigods of the wilderness will take decades to foreshadow, and I believe you! But Agamagan's stupid pig has come back to life! Where's my Rukma? She's still asleep... You don't want to help me at all! I've been deceived by you! Shameless liars! Swindler!! Wail!! ”

The demigods of the wilderness are terrifying creatures, they have a powerful power unimaginable to mortals, even if Ansu has suppressed himself, but the storm set off by its wings still makes the hair of the Great Druid's steel claws fly everywhere in the wind, and several weaker druids are simply unable to stand in this storm, and they are blown up by the whole body, screaming and flying out of the Hall of the World Tree.

Ansu is a demigod of wings, storms and sky, the storm rolled by its wings is not just a pure physical imagination, it is also mixed with the power of a demigod, if Ansu regards the druids in front of him as enemies, then under the wave of its wings, the howling storm will turn into a terrible wind blade, cutting the flesh and blood in front of him into white bones in an instant.

Don't doubt Ansu's strength, in the previous Gray Valley Demon War, the blue raven with beautiful tail feathers and the two demigods of Cenarius are one in the sky and the other in the earth, and the powerful destroyer Malones who can even fight hand in hand does not dare to appear on the frontal battlefield, maybe its direct threat is not as strong as Agamagan, but Ansu, who has the advantage in the sky, will definitely not lose to Agamagan in battle.

"No one wants to lie to you!"

Grand Druikoda. Steelclaw stared at the wind and shouted:

"After the resurrection of Agamagan, you have seen the actions of the Council of Cenarion! Ansu, we really want to help you resurrect Rukma, but you have to understand our struggles... It's not that easy! ”

"The Blightcaller's resurrection of Agamagan is opportunistic, they also have the bones of Agamagan, and the Deerhelm personally inaugurates its soul, but Rukma is different! You know this best in your heart, Ansu! She's different... Don't be blinded by the anger within, calm down! Ansu, we can solve this problem together! ”

The call of the steel claw worked, the continuous wind subsided in the next moment, Ansu gathered his wide wings, on the perfect bird body, every blue-black feather was trembling, it tilted its head, the beautiful feathers on the top of its head flashed slightly, in fact, Ansu also knew in his heart that Rookma had not been resurrected until now, and it was not just the reason why the night elf druids blindly delayed.

It had lived in Azeroth for over a decade, and its knowledge of the Emerald Dream had grown, and it knew that, in a way, the druids had not lied to it.

The Night Elves have not set out to resurrect the demigods for 10,000 years since the end of the War of the Ancients, and there is another reason besides maintaining the reproduction of their civilization... Although the Emerald Dream has a certain overlap and intersection with the present world, it is another plane after all, and in the area where the rules of space are in effect, it is like a solid wall between the two planes, and it is not so easy to break it.

The demigods who died in battle all live in the Emerald Dream Realm, and they cannot break this plane wall by themselves, you see, in another timeline, the resurrection of the demigods of the Cenarion Council will only be carried out when the spatial rules of the entire world are completely torn apart by the mad Deathwing.

It's not that the Night Elves don't work hard, but the price they have to pay to break the wall of the plane, it's really too terrifying, if you don't get it right, the entire Hyjal Mountain may be swept into the collision between the Emerald Dream and the present world, and be torn into ruins by the terrible spatial rift.

As Steelclaw says, Agamagan's resurrection was a successful act of opportunism, so why was it seen by Tyrion and the little ghost Yuna in the realm of death when Agamagan's soul traveled through the realm of the present and the Emerald Dream?

Here's why, the Blightcallers took advantage of the rift between the present and the dead that Druswa existed, and took the souls of the boar demigods in the place where the rules of space were already chaotic, and then transferred to Razor Heights...

And this kind of opportunistic behavior can no longer be used after the Dead Realm has been completely controlled by Tyrion.

If Tyrion does not agree to reopen the rift in the world and re-disrupt the originally stable rules of space, then the druids of the Cenarion Council will have to use the old method to break through the wall of the plane, not to mention the horror of the human and material resources paid, even if the elves really decide to do so, Ansu will have to wait for several more years.

Malfurion didn't deceive Ansu at the beginning, and the demigods could indeed be resurrected, but that hope, at this time when the rules of the world space were extremely stable, was really slim.

What's more, Rukma is indeed in a different situation than Agamagan... No matter how miserable the wild boar demigod is, its soul exists intact in the Emerald Dream, but Rukma's soul has long escaped in the endless time of Draenor, and it has been resurrected once by Ansu in the wrong way, only resurrecting the body, and the result of not resurrecting the soul is that there is a soulless consciousness in Lukma's bones...

This makes the druids' work to awaken Rukma's original soul in the Emerald Dream progress very, very slowly, as if peeling back a cocoon, that is the soul, one of the most mysterious realms of life, the slightest mistake can even lead to the destruction of Rukma's weakened soul... No one can afford this responsibility.

So, to be precise, it was difficult for Rukma to be resurrected, and at least one-third of the reason was due to Ansu's wrong adventure... But considering the sincere feelings of this single dog demigod who has been lonely for thousands of years, and desperately longs for the return of his lover, no one can criticize its recklessness.

"I know... It's all my fault. ”

Ansu, who had calmed down, said in a sad tone:

"I should have endured this, I should have been left without bones, I should have been the cursed ghost, not my Rukma..."

The beautiful Great Raven's gaze was fixed on the Steelclaw Great Druid in the next moment, and it said in a hoarse voice:

"Quack! I can be of your service, whatever you want me to do, Elf... Whether you're facing a demon or some other enemy... Even if it's broken, there's nothing wrong with it, but I only have one request... You promised me, I know it's unreasonable, I know I shouldn't have made it, but... That's what I'm living for! ”

"Rukma, I just want it to be mine!"

Ansu flapped her wings and slowly hovered in the air, the terrible wind pressure blowing against the house, and Ansu's resolute voice echoed in the room:

"You have to do it! I have protected your sacred mountain, I have paid for you with my blood, my strength, and I am still protecting the druids for you in the Emerald Dream, and you must resurrect her..."

"Otherwise, I'll go to someone who can really help me!"

As he spoke, the figure of the Great Raven Demigod flew into the sky like a wandering phantom, and between the rapid speed entanglements, it was like an arrow off the string, easily breaking through the speed of sound, and in a bang, Ansu's figure disappeared between the branches of the World Tree.

The Steelclaw Grand Druid stood at the edge of the Hall of the World Tree, she looked at the vanished Ansu, she knew what Ansu's last words meant.

The Blightcallers, the Druidic sect that has risen so much in recent years, must have sent some disturbing news to Ansu, perhaps an invitation like Agamagan...

After the Blightcaller sword went off the beaten track and resurrected the wilderness demigod Agamagan in public, the entire Cenarion Council experienced a small split, and many druids turned to join the more dynamic Blightcallers than the Cenarion Council, and if Ansu also announced that he would join the Blightcallers, then it is likely that the entire Council would face another big split.

Unlike Aga Magan, who has been dead in battle for 10,000 years, Ansu is a living demigod, and its active performance in the past ten years has weakened the number of believers who worship the mother of birds, Avina, by at least two-thirds, and now Ansu's followers are the mainstream of raptor druids... Once Ansu defects from the Cenarion Council, the raptor druids who follow him away will probably be a staggering number.

"It can't go on like this..."

The Steelclaw Grand Druid clenched his fists with a worried face, and with the Grand Druid Malfurion not knowing his life and death, the remaining Great Druids had to maintain the unity and stability of the entire council.

A glint of thought gleamed in the eyes of the Steelclaw Grand Druid, and finally, she was sure of her thoughts.

"Confrontation... No, you can't risk fighting ... Then make an alliance. ”

"If they really have a perfect way to resurrect the demigods... That's also good and harmless. ”

The female Grand Druid raised her head and looked at Mount Hyjal at dusk, and she sighed a little dazedly:

"Malfurion... You'd agree with that decision too, wouldn't you? ”

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