Chapter 886 Tyrande* Whisperwind (Additional Update From Alliance Leader Eloburg)

Chapter 886 Tyrande Whisperwind (Additional update from Alliance Leader Eloburg)

Duke is not sure whether Kazzak's soul has completely entered the world of Azeroth. If, like Archimonde, his soul and body have completely entered this world, then there will be a solution to the two problems once and for all. The super devil's chance.

Of course, on the other hand, this also means heavy pressure!

According to the original history, there were a total of 5 bosses including Archimonde in the Battle of Mount Hyjal.

Fighting five times in a row, even the orc heroes with the best endurance can't stand it, let alone the human heroes with even worse endurance.

Duke really doesn’t want this historical change.

Kazzak was successfully eliminated last time because Duke had the great god Alexstrasza, Queen of the Red Dragon, behind him. This time the Dragon Clan was obviously premeditated and diverted away by the Burning Legion.

If we really want to kill Archimonde like in history and let the grass on Archimonde's grave be three feet high next year, Duke will have to put more effort into it.

Saving Grom* Hellscream is Duke's first step.

It seems that a person like Mr. Hou died at the hands of a mere abyss lord. It was such an indignity.

If he had to die, he would at least die at the hands of a demon of the level of the leader of the Burning Legion.

Yeah, yeah, kill Archimonde first, it's best to shout, Thrall and so on will die together with Archimonde, ending the conflicts between the alliance and the tribe for who knows how many years, that would be perfect.

But I'm just afraid of fate.

Duke really couldn't praise the goddess of fate.

If she were unhappy and slapped the table and said, "Your alliance already has an old man like Lothar, the tribe must also have an old scumbag" or something like that, then Duke would be embarrassed.

All right! Give priority to killing Archimonde, and leave the rest to chance.

Time goes back to two weeks ago, in the holy mountain Hyjal!

Since more than 9,000 years ago, Illidan built the second Well of Eternity here for his own selfish desires.

Later, the dragons that survived the Cataclysm came to the home of the night elves. The red dragon Alexstrasza, the green dragon Ysera, and the bronze dragon Nozdormu looked down on the druids' peaceful home and the fruits grown by the night elves.

The powerful Archdruid Malfurion welcomed the dragons and told them about the new Well of Eternity.

The dragons were shocked when they heard this terrible news. They believed that as long as the Well of Eternity still existed, the Burning Legion would not give up the idea of ​​conquering this world. Malfurion made a pact with the three dragons to keep the Well of Eternity safe and ensure that the Legion's minions would never find their way back into the world.

Alexstrasza, the Red Dragon Queen, the giver of life, dropped a magical acorn in the center of the Well of Eternity. As soon as the acorn encountered the lake full of magical power, it began to take root and grow. It became a huge oak tree.

The roots of the big tree go deep into the bottom of the lake, and the huge canopy almost covers the entire sky. This huge oak tree is an eternal symbol of the harmonious relationship between the night elves and nature. The life energy it emits can slowly spread and heal the entire world. trauma. The night elves named their world tree [Nordrassil], which means [Crown of the Sky] in the night elf language.

After the three guardian dragons gave the sacred dragon blessing here, this place has always been regarded as the most sacred place by the night elves.

For more than 9,000 years, this place has been guarded under the strictest conditions, and natural teachings such as Druidry have been spread.

Nine thousand years of peace have passed like this...

On this day, this holy land, which has never been visited by other races in more than nine thousand years, welcomed a strange team.

An elite guard of up to twenty-four people escorted, or rather escorted, these unshackled 'guests' to the temple of Elune, the goddess of the moon.

When this envoy consisting of two humans and two high elves came to the gate of the temple, two female temple guards looked at them.

Of course they were the envoys composed of Ronin, Bridget, Lilas and Liadrin, who came to warn the night elves.

They also looked at these night elf guards who had only existed in legends for thousands of years.

They did not wear robes, but shimmering silver breastplates and pleated skirts, with a crescent moon pattern decorated in the middle of the breastplate.

There are all female priests in the Moon Temple. According to the introduction of the elf guard captain along the way, most of them can ride good horses and know tactics.

For example, Tyrande Whisperwind, the leader of the night elves and the chosen one of Elune, the Moon Goddess, is an extremely good shooter in his own right.

After the communication was passed, the guard signaled to Luo Ning that they could go in.

Led by a priestess wearing moon-white robes and a team of six guards, Luo Ning entered the Temple of the Lady of the Moon.

As soon as he walked in, Luo Ning felt the moonlight shining on him, and there was a gentle comfort, as if the moon goddess stretched out her mother's soft hand to caress him.

The rectangular room is surrounded by tuberoses, and in the middle stands a large stone tablet for the priest's speech. The circular stone road leading to the stone monument is carved with complicated patterns, all of which are patterns of the waxing and waning of the moon. Along the winding corridor, he found that no matter where the moon was in the sky, the gentle moonlight always illuminated the entire room.

Arriving at a corner half-surrounded by vines on the second floor, the priestess who led the way said softly: "Please wait here."

Ronin walked to the middle of this small world a little awkwardly, paced for a while, and then heard Bridget say: "You'd better sit down. This will help you calm down."

Luo Ning sighed and sat on the stone bench that should have been used by priests. The surrounding environment made him feel much more at ease.

But after waiting for a long time, he was still impatient. He was even worried that the leader of Tyrande would be unhappy if his group of people came so boldly.

However, Luo Ning, who had no experience as a messenger, could only bite the bullet and continue to wait.

Finally, an hour later, a tall priestess who amazed Luo Ning, wearing a moon-white robe with gold patterns, slowly walked into this small world.

The night elves have eternal life due to the blessing of Nozdormu, the Lord of Time. As long as they survive a hundred years of adolescence, their appearance and posture will be fixed in the most perfect youth.

In front of Luo Ning was a slender female elf with smooth and delicate skin, and a faint purple color. A few strands of silver were picked out from the blue and bluish strange long hair; her sharp and delicate face, even with From the aesthetic point of view of humans or high elves, they are very feminine.

"Hello! I am Tyrande Whisperwind!" The priestess in front of her spoke a very ancient Elvish language.