The atmosphere was somewhat solemn.

The visiting envoys can feel the supreme majesty emanating from the two leaders of the night elves. This temperament is completely unmatched by the kings of any country in the Eastern Continent. There is no one like the night elves.

With eternal life, no one is closer to the essence of Azeroth than these creatures born near the ancient Well of Eternity.

The same is true for the dwarves who were once earth spirits, but wasted thousands of years under the influence of the curse of flesh and blood, gradually forgetting the past. The same is true for humans, the descendants of Titan creations who were once iron vrykul, but were also reduced to mortals by the curse of flesh and blood.

Not to mention the alien orcs.

Malfurion just stood on a towering rock, scanning everyone from a high position. In his peaceful and profound gaze, everyone actually felt a sense of inferiority and insignificance, as if they were facing the entire nature.

This shocked everyone. They were also the top legendary strongmen in their respective tribes. For them to feel this way, it meant that the night elf leader in front of them must have far exceeded the scope of mortals to some extent.

, reaching a level that ordinary people cannot fathom.

Rather than saying that this is a night elf, it is better to say that he is the incarnation of nature in a mortal body.

Angmar saw that Jaina's throat beside her was moving quietly, and she seemed quite nervous.

Thrall on the other side also closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and loosened his grip on the handle of the Doomhammer. When he opened his eyes again, he had become very calm.

Being on guard is meaningless.

Not to mention that the night elves do not have any hostility, even if they do, if they intend to avenge the fallen spiritual leader Cenarius, Malfurion alone can defeat them all without any effort. Because this piece of nature

The powerful woodland is the home of the Archdruid.

Jaina took a step forward and said: "I am the leader of the people of Theramore, Jaina Proudmoore. This is the orcs' warchief Thrall, and the orcs' ally, the tauren warchief Cairn Bloodhoof.

These are Angmar Morningstar from the blood elves, Ronin from the Council of Six of the Kirin Tor in Dalaran..."

There was a rift between the orcs and the night elves, so Jaina introduced everyone to them along with the orcs while speaking.

Malfurion's eyes swept over everyone one by one. The tauren were something he had always been very familiar with.

As early as 10,000 years ago, the tauren joined the night elves and participated in the ancient war against the Burning Legion.

Although the tauren tribes across the continent inevitably split into many different ethnic groups after the Great Sundering, the tauren tribe represented by Cairn Bloodhoof has been living on the land close to the night elves for generations. They are closely related to the night elves.

Night elves also love nature, and it is precisely because of this characteristic that the relationship between the two is the closest among all the tribes present.

The archdruid's eyes did not stay on Angmar, but instead glanced at Thrall twice.

"We came here under the guidance of the Crow Prophet, and we are willing to stand together with the night elves to resist the evil invasion. But during this, something happened..." Jaina shook her head and looked at Thrall beside her.

It seems that there are no suitable words to describe the "misunderstanding" between the orcs and the night elves. If you want to go north to join the war, this is an unavoidable difficulty.

"I feel very guilty for the grief of the noble race. My people have indeed committed crimes against this land. But we are here now to defeat our common enemy and defend the world." Thrall raised his head and stared at it.

Looking at Malfurion, he said in a sincere tone.

Malfurion did not answer immediately, and after a long time he spoke: "Young orc leader, I can feel your sincerity. Your people's reckless actions caused us to lose one of the most powerful people in the face of the Burning Legion.

Allies. There is no need to apologize, even a thousand words can't undo our tragic losses..."

"But there is no point in saying this. The army of the Burning Legion has already marched towards Felwood. If the Burning Legion is not stopped, once they successfully use the new Well of Eternity on Mount Hyjal to summon their master, the world will surely be destroyed.

The night elves... really need your help."

Malfurion looked at the leaders present with bright eyes.

At this time, Luo Ning, who had been standing behind, stepped forward and expressed his intention.

"Salute to you, Your Majesty the Archdruid. I am Ronin from Dalaran. We came from the Eastern Continent to pursue an artifact that contains the location of another world. That artifact is in the hands of a powerful demon.

.The leaders of the tribes living in other worlds are in a worrying situation. We must find it to relieve their crisis. Please forgive the Eastern Continent, which is plagued by natural disasters, for its inability to send troops to support the war, but even if we get that artifact, we will still stay here.

, fight against the devil together.”

Malfurion nodded and his eyes stayed on Luo Ning for a while longer.

The latter still doesn’t know that before long, he, his mentor Krasus, and an orc named Broxshiga Saurfang will fall into the vortex of time due to an accident and return to a different place.

In the ancient times thousands of years ago, we saved the world together with the night elves in front of us.

Luo Ning didn't know them, but they had known Luo Ning for a long time. In the War of the Ancients, Luo Ning's demeanor made many members of the night elves allied forces look at him. This included the magic of the night elves.

The genius Illidan. At that time, the young Illidan respected this red-haired magic master very much.

"Of course," Malfurion nodded and said, "I heard about the tragedy that happened in Dalaran. At that time, we were preparing for war. If it weren't for Dalaran's warning, we would not have done what we did before the demon arrived.

Be prepared. Thank you for coming, Mr. Luo Ning, we will do our best to help."

…

At the foot of Mount Hyjal, humans, orcs and night elves finally gathered together and took the first step towards jointly resisting the invasion of the Burning Legion. Surprisingly, in this historic meeting,

There were almost no twists and turns, and the alliance of the three forces was easily finalized.

This made Jaina and Thrall breathe a sigh of relief. Both of them firmly believed in Medivh's prophecy. If the night elves were really upset about the original incident and shut them out, then they would just

I can sit back and watch things take their worst turn.

Everyone present was the leader of their respective ethnic groups and had great say. After establishing the alliance, they quickly discussed the specific details.

The matter of participating in the war involves a wide range of things, and the combined forces are basically ignorant of the situation in Ashenvale. They urgently need information from the night elves in order to organize the army and head north.

After obtaining consent, the mage entourage behind Jaina disappeared. After a while, a shining portal appeared in the forest, and out of it walked out more than a dozen human and orc generals, staff, and soldiers holding complete sets of weapons.

Map's entourage, as well as several translators proficient in several languages.

The war was imminent, and the night elves naturally would not hide it. Tyrande personally brought several female generals from the Sentinel Force to explain to the joint forces the specific situation of Ashenvale. For example, the demon's sphere of influence, and the current situation of the Sentinel Force.

defense zone.

The members of the joint force listened word by word, wrote and marked on the map, and finally found a safe and most efficient marching route. Next came the consultation and coordination of key issues such as logistics...

The only thing that made Angmar feel strange was that everything seemed to be a little too perfect, so perfect that he instinctively couldn't believe it. As far as he knew, Malfurion and Tyrande were very resistant to these outsiders.

Or, even if Dalaran had previously sent a warning to the night elves, this matter should not be so easy.

Without Medivh's efforts, it would be difficult for these three forces to reach a consensus.

Angmar was suddenly startled.

correct……

Where did Medivh go?

While everyone was busy, Angmar, who was deep in thought, suddenly noticed a majestic figure standing in front of him.

"Blood Elf, I heard that you recently saved an ancient tree that was connected to the Emerald Dream. It's called 'Sas'ala', right? Can you tell me the story of that ancient tree?" Ma

Furion looked at him gently, his eyes full of the joy that an elder should have when he looks at a junior who knows his mistakes and can correct them.

People were somewhat surprised at first that Malfurion was talking to Angmar alone, but after thinking about it, they were no longer surprised and continued to focus on military affairs.

It's no wonder that after sentencing the group of highborne elves headed by Dath'Remar to exile for "abusing" magic, the night elves who believed in the way of nature have always been dissatisfied with their unrepentant relatives, thinking that sooner or later they would

Shooting yourself in the foot.

This time I learned that the blood elves actually made such a correct move, which made me feel happy and understandable.

"Ah, of course, Archdruid. In fact, I am the one who found the sacred tree Sath'ara." Angmar came back to his senses and responded.

"Oh?" Malfurion said in surprise, "So that person is you? Come on, tell me about your understanding of nature..."

As he spoke, the archdruid stretched out a hand and pointed to the secluded woodland nearby, as if he wanted to talk in detail while strolling.

Malfurion's various actions were like facing a stranger. Angmar was puzzled and overturned his earlier speculation that he had participated in the War of the Ancients and was familiar with him.

He nodded, said hello to Ronin, and then followed Malfurion into the prosperous forest path.

"To this day, I even have some doubts about whether my attitude towards magic was a bit too harsh..."

As Malfurion narrated in a rich voice, the two of them walked farther and farther away, until they were completely far away from the meeting place, and could no longer hear any sounds from there, and arrived in a secluded woodland.

"It turns out that mortals are fully capable of safely using arcane energy without attracting the attention of demons..."

Just when Angmar was thinking about what the Archdruid was going to say, Malfurion's words suddenly stopped. He looked left and right without leaving any trace, and after making sure that no one was around, he stopped at Angmar. In front of him, he knelt down on one knee respectfully.

"Prophet, in such a critical moment, I am glad to see your return. Please use your wisdom to point out the way forward for us once again..."

Malfurion's tone was extremely humble, and he looked completely different from the previous elder. This contrast frightened Angmar, and he almost jumped up.

"ah?"
Chapter completed!