Nordrassil

In the past time, Night Elves relied on the blessings placed on Nordrassil by Dragon Aspect to maintain an immortal lifespan and strong body. No matter what kind of injury they suffered, as long as it was not fatal, they could be kept alive by magical power, and they could bounce around and recover as quickly as possible, but that was only the surface. 🍬☠ Claw 🐟♠

Although it was healed on the surface, some of the injuries did not disappear completely, but were only suppressed by magical power. Nordrassil was damaged in order to resist Burning Legion. The blessing exerted by the Dragon King disappeared, and the magical power that suppressed the damage of Night Elves also disappeared.

The pain that had been suppressed in the body began to reappear. Although those injuries would not cause the same wounds as before, they would also cause Night Elves people extreme pain, accelerate their body's aging and even death.

Zul'ra can only use potions to strengthen their spiritual energy, which sounds like recharging them, but this recharging cannot last long, otherwise their originally just concurrent addiction will really become a demonic addiction. Potions can only be used for a short time, and ultimately they have to rely on themselves.

The only feasible way to completely relieve Kaldorei's injuries is to find the Dragon King again and apply a blessing to maintain their health, but that is a troublesome thing, and once the blessing is lost in the future, it may happen again.

Zul'ra couldn't give Tyrande Whisperwind a better solution, so he could only try his best to help Tyrande Whisperwind to check on Kaldorei's situation, but he discovered the situation again It's not as bad as he thought. Kaldorei's body is strong. Although he was very uncomfortable after leaving the blessing, he recovered quickly after being reconciled with the medicine. Although some people were exhausted, they also chose to take it easy.

"We are mortals to begin with. Even if we once had eternal life, we still cannot avoid fighting the enemy and leading to death, so we will eventually return to the arms of Elune."

Tyrande Whisperwind's words show the general attitude of Kaldorei and Orcs towards life and death. Zul'ra expressed great admiration for this. Life and death are a major event in life. If you look away from this matter, then there will be nothing worth paying attention to. However, this kind of looking away can easily turn into indifference.

Not to mention the recovering Kaldoreis, Zul'ra started to hang out on Mount Hyjal after helping to brew the potion. He followed Hamuul Runetotem to visit the almost scorched earth Twin Peaks, and looked at the Nordrassil who was completely black and seemed to be carbonized. Of course, he was a little surprised.

"Hamuul Runetotem, why haven't Kaldoreis gotten rid of this thing yet?" Zul'ra stood in front of the giant black tree that covered the sky, looking at the huge skull with a slightly elongated head hanging on the roots of the black tree. He couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. Archimonde's whole body frame is so huge, how powerful his physical body must have been in its heyday.

"It's not that I don't want to deal with it, but that I have no way to deal with it. Do you feel the evil it exudes?" Hamuul Runetotem looked at the huge skeleton between the roots of the tree, with a little fear on his face, and said at the same time.

"I feel it, but this evil doesn't seem to affect the material plane. Nordrassil's root system has grown again. Maybe removing it will allow World Tree to recover faster." Zul'ra nodded slightly. There were strong shadow fluctuations on Archimonde's skull. Those shadows made people intimidated, but that was all.

"But where can it be transported?" Hamuul Runetotem shook his head. It's not that they don't want to move it, but how they can move it!

"This is..." Zul'ra looked at the old cow shaking his head and was suddenly stuck. You must know that this thing is really not suitable to be thrown out casually. Who knows what the devil's minions will do after getting this corpse. It's no wonder that Druid and Kaldorei are clueless.

"Hamuul Runetotem." The voice came from the side. Zul'ra heard the sound and looked around, only to see a slender female An Ye walking over. Her head was tied with antlers-like branch decorations, and there were two strange creatures beside her. The upper body was a female Night Elves, while the lower body was a slender deer body. They are the female descendants of Cenarius. They are called dryads.

"This is Celandra Lin Ge, the leader of Druids of the Antler. Hi, Celandra, hello!" Hamuul Runetotem reminded him quickly and then stepped forward to say hello.

"Who is he?" Celandra's golden eyes were hidden under the branch decorations, staring straight at Zul'ra beside him.

"Zul'ra, you can call me Ms. Zul'ra Jin, Ms. Celandra, and these two, miss?" Zul'ra introduced himself to the female Druid, and at the same time looked at the two dryad girls beside her who were about the same height as him. Well, they should be girls!

"My name is Lunara, hello, Zul'ra Jin." The tree demon who spoke was much taller and stronger. Her upper body was skinny, with a pair of deer antlers on her forehead. Her hair was like the fresh green grass leaves on the tree. The two flat mounds on her chest were covered with several green leaves. The muscles of her lower body were smooth, with a few white plum blossom spots on her light yellow back. Four deer hooves the size of a bowl were squeezed on the ground.

"My name is Mylune, hello." Another tree demon, Lunara, looks similar, but she does not have horns and is one size smaller, but she is equally strong. Her hair is the same color as the deer's body hair, with a timid expression. She holds a pure white rabbit with red eyes in her arms.

"Hello, Lunara, Mylune." Zul'ra looked at the two dryads who introduced themselves, smiled and nodded in response.

"I heard, you helped the Kaldoreis, is it true?" Lunara narrowed his curious eyes, stepped forward with four hooves, and approached Zul'ra, who was the same height as her, She looked around him curiously. Her four hooves walked quickly and steadily, and her body movements swept away Hamuul Runetotem beside Zul'ra. Of course, Hamuul Runetotem also let her go.

"Well, I did help out a bit." Zul'ra looked at the female dryads swirling around him and nodded slightly.

"You are quite tall. You don't look like Trolls, but more like Elves." Lunara put his face in front of Zul'ra, looked into his green pupils, and pointed his face with a black pointed nail.

"I am a Amani Trolls, well, actually Trolls is your name, we call ourselves Amani'lai." Zul'ra looked at it without any scruples, and said He poked his Lunara with his nails and looked at her carefully. He saw that her eyes were light gold and red, and her facial features were the same as those of other Kaldorei, except that her face was slightly smaller and she had a sly smile.

"Well, you can also say that I am a force of nature." Lunara looked at Trolls who was not panicking and looked at him in turn. He took his hand back and took two steps back. At the same time, he raised his eyes slightly in thought and thought of a name for himself.

"Do you eat grass?" Zul'ra blinked slightly, Hamuul Runetotem raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then forcibly turned away the cow's head.

"What you said is an insult, but I like drinking moonberry juice!" Lunara looked at the old cow who turned his head and raised his thin green eyebrows.

"Okay! Sorry." Zul'ra looked at Lunara who was looking at the old cow, but did not take her indifference seriously.

"Then I forgive you." Lunara turned around, with a sly smile on his face again.

"We are off topic, Ms. Celandra, were you looking for me just now?" Zul'ra looked at the cunning dryad whose smile was full of cunning again, and turned his eyes to the remaining female Druid.

"No, I just came here to ask. Also, Zul'ra Jin, thank you for your help to my people." Celandra nodded slightly with the antlers on the branch, wanting to express her gratitude, but her movements were a bit stiff and her tone was a bit cold. Druid's old problem is that she slept for too long.