In the heart of the woodland of Grizzly Hills, surrounded by a flourishing forest, there is a huge, unimaginably large tree stump standing here.

It was like the last trace of a towering tree that had been cut down by a terrible force, and it was just the stump itself, which had become solid as stone over the years, the size of a small town.

This giant stump is the most famous "wonder" of the region, a miracle derived from the branches of the largest World Tree, which was planted by the deer helmet 4,500 years ago, and is said to have been as tall as Nordasil, and the druids respectfully called it Andasil.

Unfortunately, the "Frost Crown" has already been cut down by the druids who are aware of the dark power, and only this large wooden stake, known as the "Broken Crown" of Vodashir, is left here.

The stump is nearly 25 meters high, and from a distance it looks like a tall tower in the woods, and the local bear monsters have moved to this stump at some point, and they have spent unimaginable manpower and material resources to hollow out the inside of the stump, and then leave a downward spiral staircase on the periphery, and tens of thousands of bear monsters live in this posture in Vodahir.

According to some of the bears who escaped from Vodahir, at the very bottom of the stump city, beneath the dark red pool-covered earth, there was something "weird and sickly" that the bears horrified called the "Whispering Demons of the Underground".

But now, the local bears no longer need to be afraid of this terrible rumor, because in the twilight halo of the Grizzly Bear Hills, the whole of Vodasil was completely ignited by the raging flames.

It's like a huge torch burning on the ground, burning into ashes along with the bear monsters who would rather die than leave their "holy land"... Tyrion didn't have the leisure to persuade the bears, who had been completely distorted by the dark power of Yog-Saron, to return to their ways, but if they wanted to die heroically for their dark faith, there was no reason for someone as easy-going as Tyrion to refuse their pleas.

"Look, Vodasil, one of the two biggest 'gangrene' in the Emerald Dream Realm in the world..."

In the light of the fire that rolled like the flames of the end in the light reflected by the flaming stump of the great tree before him, Tyrion's long gray-white hair fluttered in the scorching air, and he whispered:

"Now, I've helped you solve a big problem... Don't you thank me? Ms. Ysera. ”

"If you're foolish enough to think that you can eradicate the nightmare by burning this mortal vehicle, then I really have nothing to say..."

Ysera, who was standing behind Tyrion, closed her eyes, this dragon lord who had never liked fire very much enjoyed the heat on her face at this moment, and being trapped in the dead world for two days had made her suffer from "cold phobia", and now staying in this scorching environment made her feel very comfortable, and even wanted to fall asleep like this.

"When the flames are extinguished, in the scattered ashes, the knights of the Darkblade will place a barrier circle of holy silver here, which can temporarily cut off the connection between the ancient gods and the Emerald Dream."

The deer helm on the other side explained to Ysera:

"This magic circle is not omnipotent, especially in the face of the strange ancient gods, it may only last less than 1 month, but this is enough for us, as long as we clean up the nightmare residue in the Emerald Dream Realm, and then block the connection between Vodasil and the Emerald Dream from the inside, then it will be difficult for the Nightmare to invade the World Dream on a large scale."

"But in the next few days, the focus of our work to maintain the Emerald Dream Realm will shift from maintaining order to preventing another invasion of the Nightmare."

"I'm more concerned about the present than about the future."

Ysera opened her eyes, and after returning to the present world, she was able to wield her power at will, and in her turquoise snake eyes, a trace of doubt shone brightly:

"And as you just said, there are two gangrene at the node between the Emerald Dream and the present world, and Wodasil is the first, so where is the other one?"

Ysera's question made Tyrion frown, and he turned to look at the Awakened, who asked in a puzzled tone:

"What? After only two days in the Dead Realm, did you gouge out your brain and throw it away? You still want to ask me such an obvious question? Seriously, I'm starting to wonder if the Titans were blind when they chose you in the first place..."

The spicy taunt caused Ysera to clench her fists subconsciously, but was stopped by the Deer Helm, and the Blightburner Grand Druid coughed lightly and whispered to Ysera:

"World Tree, Nodashir!"

"What?"

The Awakened's eyes widened, and she looked at Deer Helm, seriously suspecting that the other party was joking, but seeing Deer Helm's serious expression, Ysera suddenly realized that this might be true.

The Night Elves' World Tree directly supports the node of the Emerald Dream in the present world, which is one of the largest passages between the Emerald Dream and the present world, and considering its importance, no druid, even a druid of the Blightcaster Sect, would dare to joke about this kind of issue.

And because of the blessing of the Guardian Dragon King, when the green dragons investigated the root of the nightmare, they always subconsciously ignored it, and Nodashir was blessed with the triple blessing of the green dragon, the blue dragon and the red dragon, and theoretically it was impossible to be corroded.

But now that I think about it, if we look at it along this terrifying line of thought, then all doubts about the second outbreak of the nightmare seem to have vanished at this moment, and the sudden outbreak of the nightmare is not exactly the node where the Night Elves protect their Hyjal Mountain? And that war is said to have involved Naga, who has been identified as servants of another Elder God, who played a sinister role behind the scenes in that war.

And at that moment, the great druid Malfurion, who was most familiar with the Emerald Dream, was captured, and then the Nightmare War broke out, was all this really just a coincidence?

Ysera pondered the terrible question, her eyes sharpening at this moment.

"Do you really think that I'm going to wage war against the Night Elves just because I'm personally unhappy with them?"

Tyrion looked at Ysera, and the grim-faced Lord whispered:

"I do have a grudge against Cadore's laziness, but that's not the reason for starting a war, Ysera, I want you to understand the fact that Darkblade doesn't use war to determine the future of a civilization because of my will, and if we want to punish a civilization, it means that that civilization definitely has a reason to be punished... The flesh and blood of the Elder God took root in the body of Nodashir, and if it is not removed before it takes over the main trunk of the World Tree, then this dream war will inevitably spread to the present world! ”

"I will not allow them to disrupt the order I have set! So Nodashiel... Must be burned! Now, do you get the idea? ”

The High Lord took a step forward, and the door to the Dead Realm burst open before his eyes, and a moment before stepping into that world, Tyrion looked back at the sluggish Ysera, and he whispered:

"Darkblade's business... Always, righteous! ”

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After Tyrion left, the soldiers of the Dark Blade in the surrounding woodland, under the command of the Death Knight, left the raging forest in a black mountain troop carrier, how could this flame burn for about 1 day, they only needed to keep an eye on the time, and then complete the work ordered by the boss.

Anyway, now the entire Grizzly Hills have pretty much fallen to Danas. In the hands of the "Cold Wind" warband commanded by Thorbain, no one would be blind to stop any work that the Darkblade was doing on the land, and under the burning canopy, in the scattered ashes, Ysera took a deep breath, and she turned and walked in the direction of the forest.

Behind her, silently looking at the burning Waldashir's deer helmet, he suddenly asked:

"Awakened, do you want to warn Cadore?"

Ysera's footsteps paused for a moment, and she turned her head to look at the deer's helmet, which was a little blurry in the shadow of the fire, and asked softly:

"That's your race, Deer Helm, where you were born, where you were raised, that's your people... Now that they're about to face a catastrophe, and you've heard the tyrant of Tyrion, we could have avoided it before we could! ”

"How to avoid it?"

The deer helmet asked without replying:

"Do you persuade them to give up the World Tree on their own initiative? Or force Tyrande to destroy Nodashir with his own hands? As the legendary being with the deepest relationship with Kadore, the Great Awakened, don't you really know the place of the tree in the civilization of Kadore? What the loss of that tree means to them, don't you really think? ”

Ysera was silent, the wise queen did not know how to answer the question, but the deerhelm did not need Isera's answer, and in the flames of the burning Vodasil, the former Cenarion Grand Druid, said in a low and vicissitudes of life:

"Eternal life... I also thought that after the War of the Ancients, the dragon kings gave Cadore a precious blessing, that we would have endless lives to explore the mysteries of the world, that we would be able to maintain the harmony of nature in a perfect dream with the attitude of God, and that we would never be infected by exhaustion and loss, at that time, I foolishly thought that in such a blessing, Cadore would undoubtedly become the pillar of Azeroth! ”

"At that time, Kadore was very ambitious, at that time we had no doubts about our bright future, at that time we were even confident to face any challenge, but what? No... Everything, everything is just a vain. ”

Deer Helmet seemed to be very tired, and even his voice became deeper and deeper, and behind him, the Green Dragon Queen Ysera, did not speak, she just listened quietly to Deer Helmet's self-statement, she seemed to understand... Why did the Deer Helm show such calmness to the point of being almost cold about the Darkblade Legion's decision to burn the World Tree Nodashir?

Underneath this calm, there may be a desperate disappointment, a disappointment in Cadore, a disappointment in oneself.

"In the year or so I've been with the Blightcallers, I've learned more about the ways of nature than I've built up in the last 1,000 years... The way of nature, which seemed a little boring, was redefined in front of my eyes in a new way. ”

The deer helmet raised his fingers, and a green halo swirled through his fingertips, then quickly evolved into sharp thorns, then into an open flower, and finally condensed into a seed:

"After I got out of that languid and almost bland and tasteless environment, my inspiration exploded every day, every day became fresh and fulfilling, I used to think that as a druid, I needed to be poor, I needed to be in a mood, but no, it was just a self-explanation of our incurable lazy nature, and after really seeing the world and civilization intertwined, I suddenly woke up..."

"Eternal life is not a blessing... For the Night Elves, who are already imperfect and have all kinds of desires running through their hearts, it can only be a shackle that traps me and everyone, even Malfurion, even Tyrande, even the most radical Mavi... It's all the same, it's just a beautiful illusion, but we are tempted to bury our heads in the pool of immortality and drink and drink, and let the poison seep into our souls and fall into the hell of exhaustion. ”

Deerhelm turned around, he looked at Ysera with a sad look, the Green Dragon Queen didn't even dare to look Deerhelm in the eyes at this moment, because she also realized that maybe the whim blessing of her and her sisters and brothers was not the right choice, in a sense, the dragon kings gave the mortals of Kadore what they should not have, and these gifts, ruined a civilization that should have been extremely advantageous.

"Among the Blightcallers, my best disciple is a human, he is very young, but he has a terrifying curiosity that the Night Elves do not have, and in just one year, he has mastered the knowledge that it would take the Night Elf druids 200 years to fully grasp... Yes, humans only have a mere 100-year-old life, but their use of every day, every minute, and every second is enough to put the most diligent Night Elves to shame! ”

"It took 2,800 years for human beings to shape a civilization from scratch that is not worse than the Night Elves, and how long did it take us to reach the same level of civilization?"

The deer helmet smiled miserably:

"Even on top of the gifts left by the Elven Empire, we have spent a full 10,000 years... In less than 1,000 years, humans have spread their footprints and civilizations across an entire continent, but what about us? After 10,000 years, we are still curled up by our cradle, unwilling to move a step further! ”

The Great Druid walked past Ysera's side in a desolate figure, and he whispered:

"We took what we shouldn't have taken, we took it as if we were supposed to have it, and now we're paying for all the time we wasted... We laugh at the High Elves for being controlled by magic addiction for 7,000 years, but what about us? Cadore has been controlled by another, more terrible drug addiction for 10,000 years! ”

"Awakened, why didn't I stop it?"

"Why should I stop the others from untying the terminally ill Night Elves? Do you think that your words alone can make the incorrigible and incorrigible Kadore give up his eternal life? No! They won't! They will even tear you apart in turn! For you will take away from them their most important "treasure", even if it is you who have passed it into their hands. ”

"You see, as Tyrion said... The war of the Dark Blades, at least this time, is just..."

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