The Night Elf have accumulated over ten thousand years of power; no one knows how many powerful, Legendary figures are hidden in certain corners of this world.
After all, ten thousand years! Even a domesticated sow that lives for ten thousand years would have become a spirit by now, let alone an intelligent being...
Because there is no unified centralized system, and because they are scattered across more than a dozen different regions such as Felwood, Ashenvale, Darkshore, and Val'sharah, it is impossible to estimate the exact number of the Night Elf elves and how many powerful individuals they have.
Even Tyrande or Malfurion probably don't know.
The Druid are full of hidden talents, and so are the priestesses of Elune.
Tyrande and Shandris go without saying, then there was Velinde, then Belysra, and now the even more Legendary Shiroma.
To be mentioned alongside Anachronos, the Bronze Dragon Prince, is certainly no simple matter.
After hearing her story, everyone present was filled with awe and stood up to express their respect.
Not long ago, Malfurion's messengers told these leaders about the War of the Shifting Sands and the events surrounding Ahn'Qiraj. They all knew the ferocity of that battle and the greatness of the Scarab Wall.
Shiroma, who was able to create such a city wall, naturally deserves everyone's respect and admiration.
" The Scarab Wall wasn't built by Anachronos and me alone; it was a collaborative effort by the four Dragon Aspects Legion and the Night Elf. It involved dragon magic, Priestess of the Moon magic, and Druid magic. Malfurion."
Shiroma walked to the far end of the hall, turned around, and faced the room full of leaders. Her expression was as calm as ever, just as it had been a thousand years ago when she saw her suffering compatriots die in an endless swarm of insects.
Time has bestowed upon her unimaginable wisdom, and also given her absolute inner peace.
She was a high priestess of Tyrande's time.
At that time, Tyrande was able to become the High Priestess and Chief Priestess of the Temple of the Moon Goddess not only because the previous High Priestess valued her and because of her own excellence, but also because most of the other high priestesses who were qualified to compete for this position were not interested in it.
They Consecration their entire being to the Elune, and naturally received the same level of favor from Elune.
There are many high priestesses who live in seclusion in various corners of the world; she is just one of them.
She was even older than Malfurion, and she had seen far more important figures than an average person in their entire life. She had witnessed the rise and fall of kingdoms and the fading of heroes. In her eyes, these leaders were no different from ordinary people or those wretched insects.
However, she still nodded in greeting when she saw Aegwynn.
No one dared to be arrogant towards this Legendary Legendary; they had to maintain the utmost respect.
Then, when she saw Jiang Jie, she nodded again, because she sensed the favor of the Elune on Jiang Jie, although that favor had nothing to do with Jiang Jie, but belonged to Anveena lived in the " Fist of Tyr ".
There are a few high priestesses in this world, but few are as favored as Elune.
In this respect, Anveena is already qualified to be ranked alongside her, Tyrande, and Shandris, and naturally deserves her approval.
Please have a seat, everyone.
Shiroma said softly, "We have no other choice. A thousand years ago, the Night Elf lost a third of their strength to seal the Qiraji. In the Battle of Mount Hyjal, we lost another third. We can no longer face the Qiraji alone; we can only ask you for help. This world does not belong to the Night Elf alone, but to you too. It belongs to the Alliance, the Horde, and the Forsaken."
No one answered.
They came here because they had figured this out.
This is a major international event, and any force that wants to step onto the international stage or continue to play an important role on it...
Everyone will definitely participate; even the Goblin prince of the Steamwheedle Cartel has sent his most trusted envoy. The situation is dire.
Shiroma reached out, and beams of light formed illusions, each containing a boundless desert.
That was Silithus, the largest desert in all of Azeroth, a desolate world, covered in yellow sand, and with endless gales.
But now, there are many huge caves there.
And crawling in these caves are insects of all sizes and shapes!
Some can fly, resembling giant wasps;
Some can burrow underground, like the Spider Tank invented and produced by Gnomeregan;
There were also those wielding large swords, like mantises magnified a hundred times!
These insects gathered in one place after another, in one burrow after another.
In the illusion, there are also groups of Druid, Priestess of the Moon, as well as Dryad and Keeper of the Grove, fighting against them.
The insects are generally as large as adult Night Elf, with a hard carapace, just like the Nerubians of Northrend, and their attack power is even stronger than that of the Nerubians!
A Druid was casting a spell when suddenly the earth shook violently, and a giant worm the size of a tank emerged from the ground and swallowed him whole.
A Priestess of the Moon was bathed in the light of the Elune, but was cleaved in two by a giant, mantis-like insect with hard, sharp, knife-like limbs.
There were also tiny wasps the size of a palm in the sky. The Druid, who was skilled at detoxification, was stung only once, and he didn't even last 0 seconds before collapsing and dying.
That's not all.
If it's just about having strong attack power, then it doesn't matter; you can just use magic to attack.
However, their magic resistance is also exceptionally strong; ordinary spells cannot harm them at all. Those who can confront them head-on are at least professionals, or well-equipped and experienced veterans.
More importantly, the dead Druid were soon inoculated with insect eggs.
As time went by, their bodies slowly withered and disappeared, leaving only skeletons.
One by one, the insect eggs hatched into insects, which then devoured their bodies and grew at an extremely rapid rate.
Provided there are enough corpses and nutrients, they can grow from eggs into adult insects as tall as a person in less than a day.
What's even more terrifying is that their devouring efficiency is incredibly high!
The corpse of an adult Night Elf can hatch a bug of the same height.
This means that as long as there are enough corpses, the number of these insects will increase like a snowball!
This means that when dealing with these insects, just like when dealing with the Undead Scourge, you absolutely cannot send the most ordinary and weakest recruits into battle, because every cannon fodder who is easy to die on the battlefield will become a delicious dinner for these insects, hatching even more insects.
Therefore, in the battle that will soon follow, only the elite, the best of the best, will be sent to fight.
But how many such elite troops can a country find?
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