Chapter 1786 Ysera’s Visit

As long as you have perseverance and can continue to grow the team of druids, you will definitely be able to achieve this goal one day.

In fact, even if the shell of the World Tree has been charred black, with no leaves left and only a pile of bare branches, the powerful druid can still sense the existence of vitality as long as he touches the trunk.

The World Tree is slowly recovering.

Medivh once said that 'the earth will eventually heal its own wounds'.

Nordrassil is the perfect example.

Unfortunately, during the catastrophe, their grand millennium plan is destined to face the most severe challenge again.

Because the land of fire has arrived!

If the arrival of the Wind God's Throne is like a city in the sky descending, and the Tide Throne's integration into Azeroth is even more silent because it is in the deep sea, then the arrival of the Land of Fire can be described as extremely domineering.

It was a very strange scene.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" It sounded like the sound of a bellows pumping in a blacksmith shop in the old days, but opposite to this sound, it was the collapse of the entire southern foot of Mount Hyjal.

The sound does not correspond to the impact, giving people an extremely confusing feeling.

This is spatial integration.

In this level of space collision, the one with the smaller space composition was directly annihilated and destroyed.

Sound is transmitted by vibration. If the space collapses and the vibrations cannot be transmitted, then it is a different matter.

At this moment, what the elves in Mount Hyjal heard was not the sound of the collapsing southern foothills, but the sound coming from the Land of Fire.

Obviously, the Land of Fire and the main plane of Azeroth have not yet been fully integrated. The intermittent sound of flames is the best proof.

"How long will it take?" At this time, the most nervous ones were the night elves like Tyrande and Malfurion. The most authoritative person in the league on space science is Duke.

Malfurion noticed that Tyrande squeezed Duke's hand when he asked him. He sighed quietly.

Duke didn't care about Malfurion's feelings and carefully studied the data stream flowing from the system on his retina: "Azeroth seems to be resisting the integration of the fire elemental plane. It is an unconscious struggle of the planet's will. This cannot be fought for. Too much time... ten days, no more than half a month at the longest."

After saying that, Duke raised his hand, and a three-dimensional topographic map of Mount Hyjal appeared in front of him. Duke turned his finger and saw a red line cutting the entire mountain range in half. To the north of the red line, there was another blue line.

"The red line is a dangerous area and must be evacuated as soon as possible. The blue line is a warning area. Without the consciousness of sacrifice, it is best not to get close there. We will wait until the space is stable."

"knew."

"clear."

The two night elf leaders promised.

At this time, a burst of psychedelic colors began to fill the air around the three people.

They were slightly surprised, but not nervous.

The emerald green flower-like space door opened, and a night elf-like creature with green hair stepped out of the space door. The exquisite dragon horns on her head revealed her identity as a dragon.

It's Ysera here.

"Lord Ysera." Tyrande and Malfurion bowed at the same time.

Among the night elves, Ysera's status is extremely high, above Alexstrasza, who gave life to the World Tree, and Nozdormu, who gave eternal life to the night elves.

Ysera was not only Cenarius' adoptive mother, but also the true teacher of druidic teachings.

Duke nodded slightly to show respect. After all, we are all demigods.

"Hello, Duke. Hello, Tyrande, Malfurion." Ysera still closed her eyes habitually, with a faint smile on her baby-like delicate face. She also looked at the three of them. Nodding.

Soon, Ysera focused all her attention on Duke.

She didn't open her eyes, and it was a strange feeling, as if she was staring at Duke intently.

Suddenly, Ysera noticed that Duke seemed to be focusing on the two green facial lines on her face. Night elves all like to put paint on their faces, and Du naturally doesn't like that messy stuff.

Clearly sensing Duke's slight displeasure, Ysera tilted her head and smiled, and then the lines on her face disappeared instantly.

[Ultimate Transformation] is so arbitrary and convenient.

Duke felt much more comfortable on the spot. It had nothing to do with his identity, it was just Ysela taking care of him and making him feel better.

Although he looked like an elf in military uniform, Ysera acted in the manner of a human court. She pressed her hands lightly on her abdomen and bowed to Duke: "Duke, I'm sorry that I have to trouble you again this time."

"Um?"

"Neither our responsibilities nor the policy of Wyrmrest Temple has positioned Mount Hyjal as a priority defense area. Mount Hyjal has special meaning to me, and even the entire night elves. It symbolizes the will of nature's harmony. If possible, I don’t want Mount Hyjal to experience a second destruction. The most important thing is that I saw a lot of things in my dreams... It’s very likely that Duke, like me, has seen those things.”

Ysera said with an obviously heightened tone at the end.

Duke raised his lips: "Did the so-called 'Twilight Trial' destroy everything? That was such a bad and boring dream."

Duke kept his words deliberately vague. He didn't know what Azeroth would be like in this life.

Because the original official history obviously has different divergence routes from the history in the game.

In the original history, Ysera saw a prediction of the future in a dream: when the Twilight Judgment comes, all the dragons will die at the hands of Chromatus. Every dragon king died next to the Dragon Sleeping Temple, and even Deathwing's body was inserted at the top of the temple.

(Chromatus is a perfect colorful dragon. He has five different heads, each with the special power of the corresponding dragon. His appearance reminded Duke again of the [real* colorful fish] Egg powder].)

However, in the history of the game, there is no appearance of this strange dragon like the Stitch Monster.

Who knows, Ysera has a completely different statement.

"No, it's not that simple! Because I suddenly saw three dreams. One was indeed the twilight trial, but that half-baked trial was not completely devastating; the other was the end of the dragon. I don't want to talk about this dream; But the third dream was completely different. I saw you, Duke Marcus, affecting the entire world."

Duke shrugged and curled his lips, saying indifferently: "Every guy who is called a hero by the people is working hard to change the fate of destruction. That's why we are called heroes."