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Zul'ra adjusted the formula of the potion, but the effect was not ideal, because Moonwell was filled with the power of Elune. It would be good if the well water was used to get rid of the addiction to magic, but now Kaldorei does not need to get rid of the addiction to magic.💛🐙  ♖😺

Although the symptoms of Kaldorei are similar to those of Blood Elves, which also require the filling of Arcane energy, the pain of Blood Elves is a withdrawal reaction, while the pain of Kaldorei is more like malnutrition. They just need some appropriate amount of arcane energy supplement, rather than suffering pain. Moonwell water is not suitable for them.

Forcibly suffering pain, or drinking medicine made from Moonwell water, will only deepen the pain of Kaldorei. Zul'ra tried to neutralize the power of Elune in Moonwell water, but the existing herbal medicine could not do this. He told Tyrande Whisperwind the news. Of course, he could not say that the power of Elune was harmful, but that he needed a warm and pleasant herb to neutralize the power of the well water.

Faced with Zul'ra's request, Tyrande Whisperwind called Fandral·Fandral Staghelm over. He is Malfurion's most outstanding student and an excellent male Kaldorei Druid, with blue-green beard and hair, although he was a little reluctant, he still provided a Dreamfoil according to the request. After getting the flowers, Zul'ra immediately went to brew the potion.

"I can't imagine, Tyrande Whisperwind, that you actually trust those Trolls." Fandral looked at the tall Trolls who was boiling the potion, and the golden light in his eyes spoke to the priestess beside him with contempt.

"I just want to heal everyone's pain as soon as possible." Tyrande Whisperwind looked at Fandral, who was standing next to him with contemptuous eyes, and said intently.

"All this pain is due to the loss of Nordrassil." Fandral suppressed the disdain in his eyes and replaced it with solemnity.

"Nordrassil is not completely dead. You are responsible for treating Nordrassil, but there has been no movement." Tyrande Whisperwind's face showed arrogance. Druid and the others have been busy rescuing Nordrassil, but there has been no movement.

"Even if it is cured, it is useless. Tyrande Whisperwind, you should understand that Nordrassil is just a carrier. Life-Binder, the King of Time and the Queen of Dreams have given us blessings, and those blessings have dissipated at this moment. In order to resist Legion." Fandral's eyes flickered, and then he found a reason for himself.

"So you are blaming me and Malfurion for our decision?" Tyrande Whisperwind looked at Fandral with twinkling eyes, with a look of disgust on her face. She had heard that Well, after Malfurion fell asleep, Fandral was secretly trying to persuade Druids to plant another World Tree tree.

"No, I don't mean that. I'm just wondering if we can use other methods to regain eternal life and health." Fandral cannot blame Kaldorei for the great responsibility he has shouldered and the achievements he has made. It's just that he is thinking of another way to gain eternal life and health.

"Plant another World Tree?" Tyrande Whisperwind is not going to be secretive anymore.

"That's right. Plant a World Tree tree and let's pray to Life-Binder and the Queen of Dreams. I believe..." Fandral nodded and admitted.

"I refuse, Fandral. You must understand why we were blessed last time. It was because we were determined to fight against the devil, protect and rebuild our homeland, so Life-Binder, the Queen of Dreams and the Lord of Time will reward us." Tyrande Whisperwind firmly expressed his rejection.

"But our immortality and health have also been re-Consecration given to the cause of fighting Legion. Shouldn't we be rewarded again?" Fandral looked at Tyrande Whisperwind who firmly rejected him and suppressed his anger.

"Gifts should not be asked for, Fandral, you are too obsessed with our past immortality and health." Tyrande Whisperwind's eyebrows slightly bent, and he turned away from his gaze.

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"Then when you face your own death, can you be calm?" Fandral felt that he could no longer suppress his strong anger, and his fangs were exposed at the corners of his mouth.

"When I need to return to the embrace of the goddess, I will accept the result calmly." Tyrande Whisperwind did not hesitate, she was not afraid of death.

"... Then just accept it calmly!" Fandral originally wanted to say something unpleasant, but because he was concerned about the impact of his words on Elune, he could only drop an angry word and prepare to turn around and leave. However, his departure was stopped by Tyrande Whisperwind.

"Fandral." Tyrande Whisperwind stopped Druid who was about to leave. He felt that his tone was too harsh, so he paused for a moment and then slowed down his tone.

"You'd better not forget the consequences of the last time you planted World Tree. We finally had to cut down Vordrassil." Tyrande Whisperwind looked at Fandral's back and reminded that this was not the first time that this guy planted World Tree. The last time he Recklessness had to plant World Tree Vordrassil, but the tree could only be cut down in the end.

"Vordrassil finally completed his mission, didn't he?" Fandral turned to look at the priestess, the golden light in her eyes was full of provocation, then turned and left.

"But Nordrassil is still our responsibility, we shouldn't..." Tyrande Whisperwind looked at Fandral who didn't even look back, and couldn't help but show his fangs at the corners of his mouth, and wanted to go up and hit him, but finally gave up. When Fandral was young, he was just conceited. His hot temper started a thousand years ago, poor Valstann.

"May Elune be able to soothe your temper!" Tyrande Whisperwind could only sigh.

Not to mention the quarrel between Tyrande Whisperwind and Fandral, after getting Dreamfoil, Zul'ra made some adjustments and brewed a pot of medicine again. The potion successfully neutralized the power of the Moonwell water in the potion, and I tried to drink a little. I felt that the body was heated and enriched, and it rushed up to the brain, like the intoxicating power of wine. I couldn't help but nodded slightly.

After trying it on his own, Zul'ra confirmed the effect of the medicine on his own and began to tell Tyrande Whisperwind. He found a few Kaldorei and asked them to drink the medicine. Kaldorei who drank the medicine was immediately knocked unconscious by the power of the medicine. After waking up from a long sleep, the first thing he wanted to eat or drink was hunger.

"Okay, it's a good thing to be able to eat. Don't eat too much. Just drink some warm porridge and soup to wrap your belly. In addition, pay attention to proper exercise in the future, so that your health can be guaranteed." Zul'ra looked at the Kaldorei who were about to eat and drink, clapped his hands with satisfaction, and smiled at Tyrande Whisperwind and asked to make arrangements for post-illness diet adjustments.

"Thank you so much, Zul'ra." Tyrande Whisperwind looked at the obviously improved Kaldorei and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he was extremely grateful to the tall Trolls.

"For me, it's just a small thing. In addition, I want to remind you that these medicines can only help you reduce pain and restore health, but they can't stop your aging. Some of you even have hidden diseases in your body, so you'd better pay attention to it." Zul'ra looked at Tyrande Whisperwind who was grateful, and while waving his hand, he reminded some things.

"Hidden disease?" Tyrande Whisperwind was a little stunned. She could accept aging, but why did a hidden disease pop up again?

"It's the hidden damage." Zul'ra explained to Tyrande Whisperwind. He did find that many Night Elves had obvious injuries. Without Nordrassil and Dragon Aspects's blessings, Night Elves not only lost their health and immortality, but also their immunity and recovery were greatly reduced.