Chapter 558: The Eve of the Nightmare
The situation within the alliance and tribes is also not optimistic, and several races in the Western Continent have long been unable to wake up, especially among the Night Elves and Minotaurs.
And most of the people who can't sleep for a long time are druids, and even if they use spells that specifically awaken the druids, it will be useless, but considering that the entire continent is now on the Northern Expedition, their choice is the same as that of Quel'Thalas, and they have not been notified to the front.
Stormwind has the largest population of any major city, and the number of residents who can't wake up for a long time is also the largest.
"Have you figured out why?" Varian took the report of the House of Lords, still worried.
"Your Majesty, the mages and paladins have been sent to see it, and now all those who can't sleep for a long time have been sent to Archbishop Benedictas to be taken care of by the priests."
"Could it be a plague of God, or a poison?" The example of the kingdom of Lordaeron was there, and Varian did not dare not worry about it.
When the orcs invaded, the Stormwind Kingdom was still attached to the Lordaeron Kingdom, but in the blink of an eye, the Lordaeron Kingdom perished, but the Stormwind Kingdom rose and became one of the top forces in the continent. If the Stormwind Kingdom also has an undead cataclysm, then Stormwind is expected to perish faster than Lordaeron.
Lordaeron is a top power, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the appearance of the undead and the plague did not bring Lordaeron to the ground, and the reason for Lordaeron's demise was that the king was defeated by the Lich King, and Arthas became the leader of the undead.
If the Kingdom of Stormwind also comes once, it is estimated that it will not be gone in a year. And even if Lordaeron perishes, those remnants of Lordaeron are a powerful force, which cannot be compared to the Stormwind Kingdom.
"Your Majesty, according to Archbishop Benedictas's reply, those people who have been unable to sleep for a long time should be asleep, they do not have any plague breath, magic fluctuations, and even poisoning reactions. The problem should be with their souls, or if the spiritual consciousness has been stripped away by an unknown being. β
"Lord Remington-Richville, you are solely responsible for these matters for the time being."
"I will live up to my mission."
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A few days later, both the Alliance and the Horde received news that the newly established Arcane Convention also had this kind of problem, that is, the entire continent of Azeroth, there was such a situation where the inhabitants could not sleep.
But at the same time, the first to grasp the situation were the Minotaurs and the Night Elves, and the entire Cenarion Council realized that there might be a big conspiracy behind this incident, a huge conspiracy against the Emerald Dream.
It is strange that the druids who have been unable to sleep for a long time seem to have disappeared from the emerald dream, and the entire Cenarion Council members are looking for the cause of this.
Druids' dormancy is completely different from mortal sleep, their spirits, or souls, practice in an emerald dream, not a complete slumber, if necessary, the druids will leave the emerald dream and return to their bodies.
"May the spirit of the forest bless you, Bloor-Bearskin." The visitor said in a roaring voice. "I sense you're around here, and I've always wanted to see you." Unlike other Night Elf druids, Hamuel wears a fur coat with red, gold, and red armguards on his arms, neck, and thighs.
Bloel nodded, the old bull head is also a senior druid of the Cenarion Council, Hamuel is naturally qualified to come in an emergency, as a night elf from ancient times, Bloel is still very happy to see this old friend: "Hamuel-Rune Totem Elder, you have teleported from Thunder Bluff." β
Hamuel wears a ceremonial nose ring, long horns protruding from both sides, and knotted muscles on his arms that are thick enough to rival the waist of a female Night Elf. Male minotaurs are a little hunchbacked, because the neck is stretched forward, and the position of the head is shortened, so it does not appear so tall, but Hamuel is also about two meters three tall, which is a standard big man.
Hamuel is old, but I don't know if it's because of the long-term use of the power of nature, Hamuel's body is still fine, with the rise of strength, Hamuel feels like he has a feeling of rejuvenation. He was the first of all minotaurs to become a druid in nearly two thousand years, and took root in the druid's way of nature in Thunder Bluff. Although there are now many minotaur druids, none of them are more successful than Hamuel.
Before the Battle of the Quicksands, Hamuel took in a new apprentice, Dorothy, a little white cow, and this time, he sent Dorothy to accompany Garrosh on his expedition to the North Pole, hoping to give her experience.
"Let's keep walking, the others should have reached the gate as usualβ"
Hamuel frowned, he didn't want to go, because Vandal Deerhelm was strongly opposed to absorbing non-Night Elf members into the Cenarion Council, and Vandal was not interested in the Minotaurs, and Hamuel knew it in his heart. The Grand Druid, who is now in power in the Cenarion Council, is Vandal Deerhelm, and Hamuel does not want to show his face in front of Vandal.
"But we don't have to go to the Cenarion Council in Darnassus. Vandal prefers to hold meetings here...... Actually, right across from where we're standing right now! Don't you know? β
"I haven't ...... yet" Bloor is not questioning the decision of the Great Druid. After all, as the leader of the druids, Vandal Deerhelm's abilities are unquestionable. Since he thought it wiser to hold a meeting here than in Darnassus, he did as he was told.
There must be some reason for the extraordinary approach.
Then it occurred to him that perhaps Vandal had found a way to free their mentor. Malfurion's influence among the Night Elves is definitely no less than that of Darth Rema-Sunstrider among the High Elves, and he is also the most powerful druid in all of Azeroth.
"Let's go." Bloor said to Hamuel, who was so anxious to get to the place where the meeting was to be held. Driven by that deep and unwavering conviction, Bloor returned to Teldasil to believe that Van Dahl must have found some way to save Malfurion.
But if even he can't do it...... Bloor couldn't help but shudder. If not, what else in this world can save that great druid. If you want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Arcanist of Azeroth", pay attention to "Youyue Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~