"Why is she here?"
Diakum drove Sunwing back to Mount Hyjal. He wanted to talk to Stormrage Brothers about what happened in Emerald Dream, but before he could speak, he saw a woman sitting in the temple who had just "killed" him once.
When he saw Tyrande, Dick subconsciously made a move to draw his sword.
The memory of death is attacking him, and Night Warrior's exaggerated threat cannot make Diakum turn a blind eye.
However, Ashbringer and Flame Blade were both severely injured and unable to fight, and Twilight Hammer could not be used in the Holy Light form, so Kazzak's Soul Staff jumped into the hand and was lifted up by Vigilant to aim at Nightsworn.
In Soul Resonator Staff, Kazzak, which was using Holy Light to recast its body, was almost frightened to death. It screamed:
"Do you have any misunderstanding about my strength? I am willing to fight against powerful enemies for you, but please wake up.
Is this an enemy I can deal with? Night Warrior I'll die if you just look at me.
Please be a human being."
"Shut up! I found that after your boy was cleared, not only his combat effectiveness dropped, but his character also dropped drastically. Where did the fierceness that used to chase me all over the sea of stars go?"
Dick scolded.
This damn Eredun Dawn Lord has embarrassed himself.
But at this moment, he also noticed the Heart of Azeroth hanging on Tyrande's chest. At first glance, it was the Eye of Truth that Aegwynn temporarily lent her to stabilize her situation. He could also see the faint blue World Power turned into layers of "locks" on Nightsworn's container, in order to suppress her Moon Goddess anger, and the Cold Moon light that Malorne exchanged for her life also shrouded Tyrande, making the Black Moon's Wrath in her body no longer boil.
Two locks brought Nightsworn back to calmness.
But this is only temporary.
Just like trying to lock a mammoth with hair, Tyrande is just unwilling to break free and voluntarily draws the ground as a prison, but as long as she has the slightest idea, these two locks will be broken in a short time.
"You can't fight with all your strength, no! You can't fight anymore, even at the most basic level!"
Diakum picked up Kazzak's Soul Staff and said with a serious expression to Tyrande who looked guilty:
"You have to suppress Moon Goddess's anger at all times so that it cannot leak out at all. Whether it is Elune's Cold Moon or Star Soul Lord's coffee lock, it can only temporarily calm you down. Once the protection of both parties is broken, you will return to the unstable "mad woman" state that may self-destruct at any time."
"Yes, I know."
Nightsworn stroked Heart of Azeroth on her chest. She didn't care about Vigilant's vulgar words, but said in a hoarse voice:
"I will go to Chamber of Heart after the battle at Mount Hyjal, meet World Mother frequently, and Lady Aegwynn will tell me that only Azeroth's Supreme Star Soul can bring me back from the desperate situation.
I am not greedy for this life that should have ended long ago.
But I have seen the humiliation and pain this world has suffered. If World Mother needs Kaldorei to protect her, then it is my duty to protect her.
In addition, I'm sorry for what I did to you before. At that time, my thinking was still in the chaos before being sealed."
"It doesn't matter, I can understand that feeling of confusion."
Vigilant remembered what he had just done under Devourer of Worlds Form. The "Black Ice Statue" all over Felwood was like a wordless blood book, recording the brutal way Diakum tortured innocent and weak demons.
It's very similar to how after being bullied by Night Warrior, he went to bully the weaker novice demon. How did Lu Xun say that?
Dick shook his head in shame and stopped discussing this.
The return of Nightsworn is an unexpected surprise, although she will most likely be able to suppress her power to the level of a demigod for a long time in the future. If she loses control even slightly, she will explode on the spot with all life within a hundred miles.
But even if Night Warrior suppresses power, its noble and powerful inheritance is still the most first-class power path in the star sea.
This means that demigods with the same strength cannot be Tyrande's opponents. Although they are not capable of confronting a scary guy like Corrupted Cenarius, they can kill a few Greater Demons when necessary.
"Tyrande! Moon Goddess is on top!"
While the two were talking, a group of Malfurion who had returned from the dreamland walked into the temple under Nordrassil. When they saw clearly the figure shrouding Cold Moon in front of them, the two Stormrage brothers suddenly became excited.
Malfurion rushed forward, Illidan took a few quick steps but suddenly stopped. He touched his devil's horn and stopped helplessly.
Although no clear eyes can see what Tyrande in memory has become now, as long as she wakes up from the ten thousand-year seal, as long as she is still alive, everything will be fine.
"What are you doing standing there? Illidan."
Tyrande's hoarse voice sounded in front, making Demon Hunter suddenly look up, and heard the girl in his heart say to him:
"We haven't seen each other for ten thousand years, are you going to express your rejection by staying so far away? Are you worried that Moon Goddess's power will hurt you?"
"I... it's just my inner demon roaring."
The powerful Star Hunter was a little embarrassed at this time, but he still maintained his cool temperament, shook his head and said coldly:
"Devils are afraid of Moon Goddess's cold light. I don't want to... hurt you because of this."
"It's you who need to worry about being hurt now, Illidan!"
Tyrande met her friend from ten thousand years ago, and she felt a little happier.
Although he knew how the two brothers felt about him, Nightsworn, who was in danger of losing control and committing suicide at any time, did not want to pierce the window paper at this time.
She took Malfurion's hand forward, and held Illidan's hand that had turned into a devil's claw in her hand.
Just like the three of them were playing with Mount Hyjal ten thousand years ago, she looked at the antlers and wings of Malfurion, then at the magic horns and bat wings of Illidan, and finally took a look at the light of Cold Moon covering her body, and sighed and said:
"We are all different from before. You just look like monsters, and I almost became a monster...Malorne-sama, you died because of me, right?"
Malfurion sighed.
Illidan didn't think about Malorne at this moment. He just cherished this moment and tenderly held Tyrande's cold hand.
He will protect her, just like he did in the war years ten thousand years ago.
"Don't feel sad about this, Tyrande, my sister, thank Moon Goddess for bringing you back to Mortal realm. We already have a plan, maybe we can bring back Master Malorne and the demigods who have sacrificed."
The tired Maiev high priest stepped forward, and Tyrande saw his former sister.
She recalled the dispute she had with Maiev before she stepped into Black Moon Ritual. Maiev believed that she had more reason to become Night Warrior than Tyrande, but that was not for the purpose of competing for merit and glory. No one would fight for the opportunity to miserably commit suicide.
"Maiev!"
Tyrande stretched out her hand and hugged Maiev amidst the surge of emotions. She whispered:
"It's great that you are all alive."
"We have survived until now because of your sacrifice."
Ms. Maiev gently patted Tyrande on the shoulder and comforted:
"The entire Mount Hyjal, the entire Kaldorei country, and even the entire world have survived because of your sacrifice. You have given everything for us, and we are willing to repay you for everything."
"Although I am very touched, everyone, I still feel that Ms. Tyrande needs to rest now, and her mood swings will directly affect the sealing effect on her. In order to ensure that Black Moon's Wrath does not lose control, I would like to advise you not to put pressure on Nightsworn."
Diakum glanced at Stormrage Brothers, and he said with emphasis:
"It's best not to have any unnecessary pressure!
She should go to Moon Goddess Temple for a long period of meditation to stabilize her spirit. It is best not to use the power of the black moon. Every time she goes into battle, it may bring about a tragic ending of self-destruction."
"You're going to lock me up!"
Tyrande said in a deep voice:
"Keep me in a place where I won't hurt other people, just like Nightsworn Fortress before. Don't let me contact the outside world unless necessary. I only need the scroll of Elune in front of me and I can live alone until my destiny comes."
"No, you have to control it, not resist it."
Maiev shook his head and said:
"Under my instruction over the years, Watcherss have been studying the power of the black moon. Our devout and intelligent sisters have developed extremely profound teachings, and we have advanced ideas about the power of the black moon.
Tyrande, We have been trying to reduce your stress.
It is true that you can no longer go to the front line, but you can use the Wrath of Elune that oppresses you as a guard and war in another way.
Come with me, we need to conduct some experiments so that you can participate in this Mount Hyjal war in another way. We have to complete this as soon as possible. Polluter and its Withered Demon Army will invade Mount Hyjal at any time.
Its target is World Tree Nordrassil.
It acknowledged this in its dream."
"But this power can harm you, Maiev."
Tyrande was very hesitant, she said:
"I can feel that Elune's Black Moon's Wrath is wild and unruly. Anyone who tries to control it will be mercilessly burned. I don't want you to embark on this road of self-destruction."
"We came up with a solution, Tyrande, I know it's risky, so...:"
Maiev took a deep breath and said:
"I'll be the first to try it."
Just when everyone was discussing how to properly utilize the power of Nightsworn, a Hippogryph anxiously landed in front of the temple of the Nordrassil tree. The sturdy huntress jumped down and rushed into the temple. She said anxiously:
"Ms. Maiev, Lord Malfurion, Withered Demon Army of Polluter destroyed Timbermaw Hold, Withered Demon Army is The massacre is rampant in Moonglade! Demolisher Agamaggan has also leveled the mountain pass of Frostwhisper Gorge, and the demons are rushing into Mount Hyjal in two groups!
General Jarod asked for instructions from Black Crow King. His Majesty asked the two of you to take action immediately according to the original plan. Black Crow King will lead our Burning Legion to buy time under World Tree Highlands. General Jarod has also summoned all the forces of Anti-Demon Crusade.
The dragon, Furbolg and Quilboar have all entered their respective positions."
This news did not change the expressions of other people in the temple. They had obviously expected this.
Malfurion calmed down, and he showed the temperament of a leader and said loudly:
"Illidan, you mobilize Illidari to go to Aviana Temple Highland and stop the devil there! Maiev, you and Tyrande complete the second blessing of Moon Goddess's anger as soon as possible!
Sir Diakum, I cannot give you specific instructions, but you need to rest now, and World Tree needs protection, so I invite you and Illidan to stay here as part of the last line of defense."
"No problem, that's exactly why I'm here!"
Dick nodded and said:
"In addition, Eastern Continent's reinforcements are flying over Endless Sea. Exodar will arrive at Mount Hyjal at midnight today at the latest. They can also be used as a force to accept the dispatch of General Jarod. Maybe we... huh?"
Vigilant felt an anxious force erupting in the south of Mount Hyjal.
He turned into a stream of light and flickered, then appeared on the highest eaves of the temple, followed by Illidan, who followed him down.
In Diakum's view, a huge Fel Rift tore open on the plain south of the Holy Mountain, but it was not a certain Greater Demon or an army of demons entering Material World.
On the contrary, the hot dark green Fel magma poured down from the crack, just like the fire under the Fel crucible. As several huge demon containers fell, a large group of Withered Druid appeared from them.
The spire shaped by magic steel stands proudly in Material World. Corrupted Cenarius stands on the platform at the top of the spire. It looks at World Tree in the distance. Then it raises the Rotten Star-Hunter Spear in its hand. The advancing Magic Plague turns into green smoke and spreads throughout Mount Hyjal.
Wherever the smoke reaches, forests rot, flowers and plants wither, and life is poisoned. The deadly plague that has been polished in the sea of stars for thousands of years is continuously released, crushing and destroying Anti-Demon Crusade's tenacious resistance.
This is a declaration of war and a challenge.
The Druids were well prepared for this. The strong winds that gathered life in one position after another blew away those Magic Plagues, and the Red Dragonflight dragons also spread their wings., use Life Fire to burn the earth corroded by Magic Plague, making it poisonous Dispersion, but this will inevitably waste too much of Anti-Demon Crusade's energy.
"I'll do it."
Diakum waved his hand and said:
"I am here to promote the virtues of Holy Light. This is the glorious moment, praising the dawn as well as praising victory."
In the Song of the Naaru melody sung by the Golden Little Angels, Vigilant transformed into the form of Crystal Naaru and rose up in the air.
In the floating of the ethereal Holy Song, a super large War Authority: Purification was applied to most of the positions near World Tree Highlands of Mount Hyjal, and a heavy Divine Edict: Barrier was applied here.
The vicious Magic Plague will emit dazzling sparks when it collides with the golden barrier, making it unable to harm the Anti-Demon Crusades protected by Holy Light.
This is the first time that a creature like Naaru appears in a decisive battle of this size. Although the elves do not believe in Holy Light, this scene still makes the Moon Goddess priests praise Partner of Justice.
Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza, who was presiding over the air operations on the battlefield, looked at the glorious Naaru with complex eyes. Being here showed that Vigilant was not a bad guy, but his bad attitude towards Titan Construct left Red Dragon Queen at a loss.
There is also the content recorded on Platinum Disc of Tyr, which also breaks all the filters in Alexstrasza's heart towards Titan.
Destiny is taking a turn that is visible to the naked eye. Where should the dragon go?
"How long until we reach Kalimdor?"
On the Endless Sea, in a "big convoy" composed of a whole fleet of Goblin merchant ships, Orgrim Doomhammer suppressed some anxiety in his heart. He asked the captain Goblin who was driving the merchant ship:
"Can you still speed up?"
"This is already the highest speed, and our Steam Engine is almost spinning and smoking."
Captain Goblin, wearing a cool blue captain's hat, spread his hands helplessly and said to the big Green Skins in front of him:
"I know you are in a hurry. Venture Company also gave a generous bounty. The problem is that we don't have Kul Tiras's Tidesages on our ship, so we can't make waves to push the ship forward.
Normally it takes half a month to get from Eastern Kingdoms to Kalimdor. We have been walking for five days now. At the previous speed, it will still take three days to get you to Booty Bay Wharf, which is the territory of Trade Baron Gazlowe. It is quite close to the Ashenvale forest of Night Elf.
But no matter how you calculate it, if so many of you want to go to Mount Hyjal, it will take at least half a month..."
"Can't keep up!"
Next to Orgrim, Eitrigg Warlord shook his head and said:
"Although there is no specific information, the order given by Black Wolf God was that the sooner the better. It can be seen that the situation over Mount Hyjal is already very dangerous. Perhaps Polluter has already invaded. If we continue to be so slow, we will definitely not be able to catch up with the war."
Great Chieftain said nothing, but the solemnity in his eyes could not be concealed at all.
It's a great thing for Orcss to unlock Demon Blood Curse, but if they can't complete Execute for Polluter, they will always have to bear their sins and walk in the endless sea of stars.
That's not the ending Great Chieftain wants to see.
"Can you let Black Wolf God think of a solution?"
Great Chieftain looked at Wolf Spirit Priest Olu'nok Riftheart who was resting in the cabin. The latter shook his head and said hoarsely:
"Black Wolf God can open a Dream Rift, but we Orcs are not blessed by nature and cannot set foot in the land of dreams for a long time. The road that the elves can take does not belong to us, and the Wolf God is also helpless."
"Great Chieftain, there is something in the clouds on the sea! Many huge things are hovering above our heads!"
Malkorok rushed into the cabin with his tomahawk behind his back.
This mighty Kor'kron Warrior actually got seasick and vomited all sorts of things but still stuck to his post.
The news he brought made Orgrim's eyes light up, and he rushed out of the cabin with everyone Chieftain, and then saw a large group of giant dragons flying down from the clouds.
But these giant dragons are all "strange" in appearance.
They no longer had the unified shape and appearance of the Dragon Aspects before, but instead highlighted an absurd freedom to grow as long as they wanted. Orgrim's eyes widened, and he even saw a dragon like a green giant snake diving into the deep sea, and then stretched its body to surround several small merchant ships.
Orcss were frightened.
They thought this was the fault of Zuluhed, which caused the dragons to come to settle accounts with War Horde.
Soon, a giant black and green dragon wrapped around Thunder rolled in the clouds and landed on the deck of the large merchant ship where Orgrim was. Amid the swaying of the illusion, the expressionless Green Dragon Princess Mylune stepped forward holding on to the hilt of the rune sword at his waist.
She ignored the nervous Green Skins warriors, stared at Orgrim indifferently, and said:
"For what you did to my mother, you deserve to die! However, Star Soul Lord noticed your actions at Arathi, and the great power of the world is willing to give you a chance.
A chance for you to die with honor...
We will send you into Emerald Dream so that you can catch up with the war started by Polluter, but to be honest, with what you are like now, you are lucky to survive half of it.
So, what should I say?
Orcs, are you willing to accept "Death Employment" from Star Soul Lord?"
Orgrim glanced at the various "green dragons" that were "dancing around like demons" around him, he blinked and said:
"If I say no, will you bury us here?"
"What do you think?"
Mylune showed a malicious sneer and pointed at the sky.
Amid the exclamations of the Orcss, they could see a huge shadow flying among the clouds in the sky with splashes of lightning. Just looking at the terrifying size, they knew that it was the queen of the green dragons, the former "The Sleeper" and now "World's Eldest Daughter" Ysera.
She also gained a new body and appearance with the help of Star Soul Lord, but no reasonable Orcs would be willing to anger a Star Soul Dragon King at this time.
"Then we have only one choice left, Your Highness the Princess."
Orgrim exchanged glances with the other Chieftains. Great Chieftain stepped forward and bowed deeply in a supplicating manner. Above Sea of Calamity, which was filled with giant dragons and wind and waves, he whispered:
"Please grant us this 'glorious death'."