Far away on the continent of Kalimdor, the strife between humans and orcs has not yet extended here, and this wild land is still calm.

At the northern end of the continent, in the mountains of Mount Hyjal, the sacred mountain of the Night Elves, on a platform that extends from the World Tree Nodashir, some druids are watching a battle.

Druids are a unique combat class of the Night Elves, they serve the powerful demigods of the wilderness, follow the way of natural harmony, and draw their own power from nature, the existence of the Emerald Dream allows the druids to better understand the way of nature, but as long as there are people, there will be strife, even if it is a peaceful elf.

"Quack!"

In the air above the tree platform, a bird's cry was sharp and piercing, accompanied by this aggressive chirp, a huge dark raven fell from the sky, her wings spread out for a full 10 meters, the huge claws and the surface of the bird's beak shone like metal, sharp and hideous, on the top of the raven's head, also decorated with a special pendant, looking like a crown.

And on the other side of this huge raven, is the same wind power of the storm crow, the same flying bird, but his size is only a third of the raven, this beautiful crow desperately flashed its wings, the howling wind like a blade smashed into the opposite raven, and the raven leisurely changed the direction of flight in the air, dodging the attack of the storm crow again and again.

Seeing that the wind blade could not defeat the raven, a hint of cunning flashed in the eyes of the storm raven, and the next moment, his figure flexibly flew into the sky with the wind, and then folded his wings, like a falling arrow, and grabbed the huge raven from behind with his sharp claws, which was the best way for birds of prey druids to raid and assassinate in the air, and the sharp claws were enough to crush the heads of ground creatures.

But in the face of his compatriots in the form of the Grim Reaper's Raven, this invincible assassination failed.

"Bang"

The sharp claws clawed at the raven's body, and except for a few feathers, it hardly caused any trouble to the raven, on the contrary, the reaper raven took advantage of the gap between the two, and its huge body flexibly flipped in front of the air, and its huge wings were like war hammers, one left and one right slammed into the body of the storm raven, trapped in the wind, unable to escape.

"Bang"

The Storm Raven, stunned by the force, fell to the platform below, and with the transformation magic flashing on him, this beautiful Storm Raven quickly turned into an old druid wearing animal skins and holding a staff of thorns.

And on the other side of him, the easily victorious Grim Reaper Raven also flapped its wings, waving in the wind like a storm, under the envious gaze of the surrounding druids, the magic of Transfiguration also shone on the body of the Grim Reaper Raven, and the next moment, Hisali. The figure of Miss Crow appeared on the platform.

Unlike the simple and natural decoration when she first met Ansu, Miss Silisa was wearing a cumbersome and solemn robe made of unknown animal skins, and even her hair was tied up like the hairstyles of the priests, and she held the idol of the god of crows in her left hand, and a bone sacrificial dagger in her right hand, plus the bone crown on top of her head, given by Ansu, which made her look full of mystery.

Miss Hisali stood in the center of the platform, and in front of her, the old druid held his head a little stubbornly:

"I lost, Lady Crow, but that doesn't mean my faith in Avina has lost."

"Don't be ashamed of your failures, Elder Glenn."

Hisali. The black crow was not domineering, on the contrary, she persuaded the senior of the raptor druid in front of her in a gentle voice:

"No matter which Wilderness Demigod you believe in, you can't change the identity of your Raptor Druid predecessors, the battle just now has shown that Ansu, the Raven God, can make the entire Raptor Druid community stronger, we will not be the neglected Druids in the Cenarion Council, we will earn ourselves the position we deserve!"

This remark made the surrounding druids cheer, they were all birds of prey druids, they had had enough of neglected treatment for thousands of years, and now, Hisali. Lady Crow and the new god Ansu behind her have given these druids hope for the rise of the Raptor genre, and Lady Hisali has also shown the power of the sky power represented by the new god Ansu with hearty victories in recent months!

The old druid, however, was stubborn, and he gracefully congratulated Hilisa on his victory, but did not say a word about persuasion to proselytize.

Finally, as the old druid Gren departed, the young Hisali. A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in the crow's eyes, these loyal followers of Avina, the Mother of Birds, were so stubborn that even if she defeated them again and again, she still couldn't change their faith in Avina.

This made Miss Crow very dissatisfied, in her opinion, the crow god she served, Ansu, was the only demigod who could represent the raptor druid, and all the raptor druids should believe in Ansu as much as she did!

"Fellow citizens, three days later, at midnight, in the Raven Temple of the Emerald Dream Realm, Ansu, the King of the Sky, will personally appear to tell you the mystery of flight!"

As the Druid Patriarch of the Ansu faction, Hisali was unhappy in her heart, but she faithfully fulfilled her duty, and she said to the druids around her:

"Whatever questions you have, Ansu will answer them, and I, along with all the druids of the Ansu faction, are welcome to you!"

With that, the light of Transfiguration flickered on the surface of Hisali's body again, and the next moment, the huge and graceful Reaper Raven rose into the sky and flew to the top of the World Tree Nodashir under the longing gaze of the other druids.

It was Ansu's living place in this world.

Unlike other wilderness demigods who always prefer to be quiet and alone, the new god Ansu is a very active demigod in the present world, often appearing in a corner of Mount Hyjal to help hikers, and occasionally having noisy elven children climb on its wide back and carry them through the air, enjoying the scenery of Kalimdor with the excited screams of the children.

This very "people-friendly" move made the elves living in Mount Hyjal familiar with and accepted this big blue crow with beautiful tail feathers in a very short period of time, and also made the newly rising Ansu faction among the raptor druids develop rapidly.

Yes, Ansu was able to fly, spitting out Saitai's cursed bones, and being washed by water from the well that was said to have been the Well of Eternity from beneath the World Tree, and the Great Druids had carefully recuperated its body, and had been recuperating in the Emerald Dream for nearly a month, and its wings, which had been deformed by the dark forces, had slowly regained their strength.

On top of that, after the mysterious power of the Emerald Dream Nourished Ansu's tired soul, it felt like it was being rejuvenated after it had already reached the end of its life.

"Quack! Little girl, here you go again. ”

As Hisali walked into Ansu's lair, a crisp voice rang in her head:

"What kind of gift did you bring me this time?"

Miss Crow shook the bag in her hand, and after losing the majesty of the patriarch, Hisali regained the vitality she should have for her age, and in the immortal Night Elf society, she was already a girl who was not deeply involved in the world.

"A bag of freshly picked juniper berries, I know you like this."

"You still know me best, little girl, quack"

In Ansu's characteristic shrill laughter, a miniature raven god appeared in front of Hisali's eyes, still on both feet as before, but now, on Ansu's beautiful body, the wide wings gathered on the sides of the body, making its body like a work of art even more beautiful, and with a special majesty.

Miss Crow knelt on the ground, opened the bag she had brought, sniffed the dew-stained juniper berry, Ansu nodded in satisfaction, lay down in the warm nest, pecked at the delicious fruit with her sharp beak, but after eating a few, Ansu turned her head and stared at Hisali with black eyes like agate, and asked in a low voice:

"Quack, little girl, you're not very happy today, is there something bothering? Wait, let me guess, you have a sweetheart? Quack, the little girl has finally grown up, do you need Lao Ansu to help you? ”

"Not really!"

Miss Hisali hurriedly denied it, and she said with some loss:

"It's because of Elder Glenn, I defeated him in battle today, but he still doesn't want to serve you, I don't know if it's him, those raptor druids are very stubborn, they think that their belief in the mother of birds is the orthodoxy of the bird of prey druids, even if I defeat them again and again, I still can't make them change their minds."

"Silly girl."

Ansu stretched out his soft wings and patted Hilisa on the head, and it whispered:

"But there are still a lot of druids joining us, quack, this is your victory, I've always seen it."

"But we're joined by young druids."

Miss Hillisa was still a little lost, and she clenched the crow idol in her hand with both hands:

"Young people have no say in the druid system, as long as those old diehards still treat you as a demigod that you can't trust, it will be difficult for you to really integrate into the system of wilderness demigods, those demigods are different from you, they are very withdrawn, they only trust their own patriarch, and you will be isolated in the Emerald Dream."

"Why, why don't I stay there?"

Ansu laughed:

"Young talents represent the future, you don't know, in the world of Draenor, the chieftains of the orcs will take the initiative to abdicate when they are old and hand over power to the young people, which will keep their clan alive all the time, the Cenarion Council is a big clan in my opinion, there are many internal factions, because you Night Elves don't grow old, so the bureaucracy is very serious, but it's okay, little girl... I don't care about those. ”

"Quack"

Ansu screamed, bowed his head and pecked at the delicious fruit, and said softly:

"I'm very content to meet you, to meet you, to live in this world, and to see that Rukma has hope of recovery."

A gust of wind blew, and Ansu used her wings to slash out of Hisali. The crow wrapped it up like a father treats his own daughter, and it says:

"I'm sure Rukma will also like you, girl, at that time, she will also share her power with you, you know, Rukma is much stronger than me, she is the real queen of the sky."

"But I still don't think you deserve this kind of isolation."

Hisali curled up under Ansu's wings, she looked at the clear blue sky above her and whispered:

"You're kind, kind, don't put on a show, don't use voices that no one can understand, never pretend to be a ghost, you're much better than Avina, when I first became a druid, every time she will make the next will, I have to spend months to experience, I hate that feeling, you're much stronger than all their demigods."

"So a lot of druids will say I'm a country bun. Wail. ”

Ansu paid no attention to the old-school druids' taunts, and as he ate his juniper berries, he said:

"Okay, let's not talk about that, little girl, let's talk about the problems of your Death Raven form, I saw your recent battle in the Emerald Dream, although you have adapted well to the strength and agility of the Death Raven, but obviously, you still haven't been able to get rid of the inherent concept, you have to be clear, the Death Raven can be named "Death", not only because it has the strength and speed that other birds can't match, but also because of its predatory instinct! ”

Ansu talked eloquently, and Hilisa was like a primary school student in class, taking out her notes and recording Ansu's teachings.

"I don't know how the other demigods teach the druids, but it seems to me that even if you take the form of a beast, you actually have a creature mind that manipulates the body of a beast, do you know what I mean? Wail... I'll give you an example, you've seen Malfurion, who is undoubtedly a powerful druid, but do you know why his body has signs of beastishness? ”

Hisali shook her head about Grand Druid Malfurion. The beastly transformation of the furious winds was also a mystery in the Cenarion Council, and she had a hunch that today, the mystery would be solved.

"Quack! He's in a blend of humanity and beastliness, little girl, do you understand? ”

"Malfurion is powerful because he understands the true meaning of the beast form, not to manipulate the beast by the human mind, but to make you a beast yourself... Unleash the hidden beast within you and merge it with your beast form, which will give you the full beast instinct, which is a terrible predatory instinct, supplemented by the sanity of intelligent beings! That's what the druids are all about. ”

This mystery made Hisali. Black Raven frowned, and she looked up at Ansu:

"In other words, I'll end up being half-human, half-beast like Malfurion?"

"No, no, no, that's just a transition, little girl."

Ansu explains:

"Malfurion's talent is amazing, he can fuse birds, giant bears, elk, owls and so on at the same time, but you can't, you have to take it one step at a time, sit up in the form of the Death Raven, and when you are fully able to control the beast, you will return to your current form, and at that time, you... You yourself are a powerful Reaper raven, and you no longer need the aid of druid spells. ”

"Calculate the time, by that time Rukma should have woken up, just in time to accept her power and become the full body of the Death Raven... A scorching raven, a legendary beast that wields the power of both fire and storm. ”

"You'll teach me, won't you?"

Hisari leaned on Ansu's wings and coquettishly like a girl: "You and Rukma won't leave me, will they?" ”

The question made Ansu hesitate for a moment, but in the end, it nodded:

"Yes, we will never leave you."

"Oh, by the way, Ansu, there's something I need to tell you... Grand Druid Vandal. The Deerhelm wants to meet you, and he has sent a messenger inviting you to his den, he is a powerful druid after Malfurion, and if you can win his kindness, the demigods of the wilderness will be willing to accept you! ”