1. All the creatures of Azeroth heard the voice of the drunken wind.

Drunken Wind and Elune have an inexplicable heart, and with Elune's help, Drunken Wind's words appear in everyone's hearts.

"The Burning Legion is fierce, they want to trample and destroy our world!"

"This time, all of us need to do everything in our power to defend our world!"

"The cunning Sargeras has shielded Elune's blessings, but he can't cut us off from Azeroth!"

"We are part of Azeroth, and we live and die with Azeroth!"

"All for Azeroth!"

As he spoke, Drunken Wind finally stood up with his staff.

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The staff in Drunken Wind's hand is Shao Hao's last legacy, the Staff of Mist of Shenlong Shao Hao.

At the beginning, before the Battle of the Ancients, Shao Hao took this staff and cast a spell on the Yongchun Platform, turning into a mist and sheltering Pandaria for 10,000 years.

The copper bell on the staff once reminded Shao Hao of his mission when the demons were eroding, and also followed Shao Hao through the last moments.

After Shao Hao completed his mission and completely dissipated, the staff was given to Drunken Wind.

Drunken Wind has been reluctant to use this staff because it represents sacrifice.

Shao Hao did not overcome his pride, but he found another way to prevent the impact of pride on himself, and that was sacrifice.

Because Shao Hao is the last emperor of the panda people, and if he wants to wear the crown, he must bear the weight, and the responsibility of the emperor makes Shao Hao have no way back, so when the panda people are not ready to face the demons, Shao Hao sacrifices himself and buys the panda people enough time.

10,000 years of vicissitudes.

Agriculture in the Valley of the Four Winds has developed tremendously, and the fierce battle at Beaulie's Spine has also allowed the panda people to adapt to the war.

And now, Azeroth needs a hero to make a sacrifice.

Drunken Wind actually thinks a lot.

When I was in Pandaria, I had seen a bloody battle between the Shadow Sect and the Mantis Demon - in the reincarnation of the Mantis Demon, there were countless Dragon's Spine Guards holding explosive jars and dying with the Mantis Demon.

In Draenor, Drunken Wind watched as Lothar, the Lion of Azeroth, raised his sword towards Kil'Gardan at the last moment.

At the top of Grimbaatar, Levy Khan's laughter still lingered in the ears of the drunken wind.

On Mount Hyjal, the elves rushed to Akmund to the sound of a trumpet, eventually eliminating the polluters.

Drunken Wind had always convinced himself that he was the most important one and that he couldn't fall too soon - if he didn't have it, who would be able to save the world in this azeroth with no footmen?

And now, in the face of Sargeras, there is nothing to be done about drunkenness.

Perhaps, this time it will really be your turn.

Drunken Wind held his staff and walked firmly towards Sargeras.

On the other side, Sargeras felt the fear.

In the body of the drunken wind, Sargeras felt a surging power that he had never experienced before!

Sargeras used to be a titan who held the power of order, and he had also felt the horror of the Void Lord of the Shadow World, but in the body of Drunken Wind, he felt a different kind of power.

There is no order, no chaos.

It is neither light nor darkness.

But it's just right, as it should be.

This power was completely beyond Sargeras's comprehension, so for a moment he was a little overwhelmed.

However, the Fallen Titans soon regained their composure.

The universe is vast, isn't it because I despise Al-Mansour's self-righteousness?

No matter how special the power this panda man gets, there is no way to turn the sky in front of him!

Because I'm Sargeras!

So, in the midst of the raging flames, Sargeras raised his sword.

At this point, Elune's will had almost completely withdrawn from Drunkenwind's body, and Drunken Wind was now a mortal through and through.

But even so, in the face of Sargeras's attack, Drunken Wind was still calm.

The staff is full of mist.

When Sargeras's sword slashed down, the staff appeared in the path of the sword, blocking Sargeras's attack.

"Jingle jingle bell—"

The brass bell at the top of the staff made a crisp sound, it was originally a battle of life and death, but it inexplicably brought a calm and unhurried taste.

Sargeras retracted his sword and slashed again, but Drunkenwind's block was still just right - even after blocking Sargeras's attack, Drunken Wind was able to take two steps forward, forcing Sargeras to retreat!

In this way, Drunken Wind and Sargeras fought together.

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Azeroth, the moon flickering brightly and darkly.

Drunken Wind's words infused everyone with a powerful force, and although Elune's brilliance was gone, the coalition forces kept the demon suppressed.

Although the battlefield situation is superior, everyone's hearts are not steady.

I don't know what happened to Drunken Wind.

In the face of Sargeras, can the drunken wind still hold on?

At this moment, Nomi, who was in Stormwind City, suddenly felt a palpitation.

Running out of the house in a hurry, Nomi looked up anxiously at the sky.