Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

Silithus, southwest corner.

At this time, the former desert has been covered by a sea of ​​black and purple insects. The dense army of insects is mixed with some big beetles, and white bones can be seen everywhere in the camp.

On the south side of the sea of ​​insects, near the city wall, a dark red, strange eight-legged insect man was shaking its tentacles. At the same time, in front of it, a flying black insect man roared and made a strange sound. .

"You said Cork the Devourer was killed by those little people?" The bugman neighed after hearing this.

"Yes, Your Excellency the Prophet."

"Okay, I got it, order Luke to take over his duties and go out to guard, so we can't delay the attack that is about to start!"

"Obey my lord!"

At this time, on the back of the sand dunes that they couldn't see, Aristophanes and his party were lying there, quietly observing the shocking scene in front of them.

"This?!" Namulia opened her mouth in shock, looking at the endless sea of ​​insects, "We must report this situation to Your Excellency the Archdruid!"

Aristophanes also had a solemn expression. He stared at the tall insects in the distance, watching them shake their tentacles to communicate with each other.

"We're leaving, Aristophanes, it's too dangerous here!" Namulia said tremblingly, looking at the sea of ​​insects constantly flowing in front of her.

The elf mage nodded, and then the team quietly retreated down the sand dune. The elves got on their dusty mounts and quickly moved away from here.

Just after they left, a huge black worm walked out of the swarm with the corpse of a night elf in its mouth, led countless black worms into the ground, and rushed towards the direction they left.

In Nanfeng Village, the comatose Ryan Wolfwalker woke up.

"Me, where am I?"

"Oh, you're finally awake, Ryan!" An elf druid hurried over after seeing Ryan awake, "How do you feel now?"

Ryan Wolfwalker patted his drowsy head and sat up. The last image that stayed in her mind was the scene of the captain being forked high by two worm feet and then torn apart: "Captain... bugs... yes, Bugs! Quick, go find the Archdruid, the bugs are going to attack!"

She tried to get out of bed and stand up, but her weak body couldn't support her movement. Druid hurried up, helped her sit on the edge of the bed, green light condensed on her hand, and pressed it on her body: " You've been in a coma for too long, Ryan, and you need to rest well."

"There's no time, compatriots," Ryan said anxiously as he felt his improved body, "The worms have assembled a large number of troops, and they are about to launch an attack!"

"Calm down, Ryan," Druid said calmly, "You have to trust His Excellency Staghelmet, he has sent another group of scouts to take over your work and go deep into the desert for reconnaissance, and you were also rescued by them."

"No, you don't understand what kind of scene it is!" Ryan was still very excited, and the Druid had no choice but a white light appeared on the other hand, and at the same time comforted the elf in front of him with ethereal words.

"Have a good rest, Ryan, just get some sleep, you have to trust the Archdruid."

"No, I...I'm going..." Ryan fell asleep again before he finished speaking.

Druid looked at the sleeping elf, got up and walked out of the room.

At this time, Aristophanes and Namulia decided to divide their troops into two groups. Namulia led a small team back to Cenarion Fortress to report the information they had received to Staghelmet, while Aristophanes led the rest of the army. Many people went to Nanfeng Village, they knew that once the insects launched an attack, Nanfeng Village would not be able to resist anyway.

After traveling day and night,

Namulia arrived at Cenarion Fortress. Under her strong request, she soon saw Commander Fandral Staghelmet and Sentinel General Shandris Feathermoon who were arguing while looking at the map.

Not caring to catch her breath, she reported the terrifying scene she saw to the two elves. Fandral Staghelmet's expression became more serious as she heard it, while Shandris Yuyue's expression changed drastically. She walked quickly to the map , pointing at a point: "Namuria, did you see the bug here?"

Namulia walked to the table and looked at Shandis' finger.

"No, general, go a little further north." Namulia pointed to a point further north.

Shandris Yuyue frowned, tapping on the table with purple fingers: "Arch Druid, what do you think?"

Fandral Staghelmet had a calm face, as if he had never quarreled with Shandis Yuyue, he turned to his son who was standing aside and said, "Valstein, go and give the order, we are going to be on emergency alert."

"Yes, Commander!" Varstein walked out.

"Thanks for your hard work, Namulia. But you can't relax in the future. You and your team are still needed for the peripheral reconnaissance." Fandral Staghelmet turned his head and said to the ranger captain who was waiting on the side.

"Yes, Your Excellency the Archdruid." Namulia replied, "Then should the elves in South Wind Village retreat? They are so close to the front line."

Fandral Staghelmet shook his head: "No need, Nanfeng Village is located in a remote place, away from the main road, and the bugs won't spend energy attacking there."

"But..." Namulia wanted to argue.

"Nothing to worry about, Captain Namulia, follow orders!"

"Yes!" Namulia turned and walked out, and then found that the huge fortress had begun to be fully armed. Rui sprinkled the seeds in his hand, and vines surrounded the buildings in the fortress. Priests were praying, and archers were polishing their weapons.

Namulia found her team, and together with them sorted out their belongings, and then prayed to Elune.

In the hall, Shandis was exchanging combat plans with Fandral.

"Your Excellency Lu Helmet, do you really not need to worry about Nanfeng Village?"

"Don't worry, Ms. Shantis," Fandral Staghelmet stared at the map, "The Cenarion Fortress is stuck on the only way for the similarites to go north. The stronger our defense here, the less pressure there will be on South Wind Village. .”

After finishing speaking, Fandral pointed to the mountains on both sides of the fortress: "This is my preset position. I chose the canyon to fight, so that the two wings will be protected from the constant attack of the alien species. I need you and Shilomar to lead the rest The priest casts spells from behind, attacking the alien bugs stuck at the mountain pass from a distance."

Shandris Feather looked at Fandral and nodded.

"Besides, I need reinforcements. Judging from Namulia's intelligence, the alien species attacking this time is definitely different from the past. We are going to go through a tough battle."

Shandris Yuyue replied: "Okay, Your Excellency Staghelmet, I will give an order to Feather Moon Fortress to mobilize sentry troops to support, but I am afraid that the time for them to arrive..."

Fandral Staghelmet interrupted her: "No matter how slow you are, there is Tyrande. We need not only sentries here, but also druids, priests, and forest guardians."

"Understood, Lord Staghelmet, I'll go right away." Shantis walked out of the hall after speaking, leaving only Fandral staring at the map.

Under the huge canopy of the World Tree Nordrassil, a female elf priest is sitting by the lake, her bare feet dipping into the lake water, her loose blue-green long hair looks bright and full of vitality against the priest's silver robe. A huge frostsaber lay at her feet.

"Ashara, when do you think Malfurion will wake up?" She stretched out her hand and scratched the frostsaber's chin, a trace of distress appeared on her pretty face.

The big cat made a purring sound from its throat, and then turned over on the grass, revealing its white belly.

The elf smiled, and stretched out his left hand with the silver bracelet to stroke the fur of the big cat.

At this moment, a guard in leather armor came over: "Priest Whisperwind, General Shandis has sent an urgent letter."

"Santis? Did something happen to Elesalas?" Tyrande withdrew his hand from stroking the big cat, his expression quickly changed from relaxed to serious, and then he stood up, once again becoming the tall girl chosen by the goddess Elune. Priestess and leader of the Sisterhood of Elune.

She reached out to take the letter and asked as she read it, "Where's the messenger?"

"It's just outside the Moon God Temple!"

"Let her wait for me in the main hall!"

After a while, Tyrande walked into the Temple of the Moon God. Looking at the dusty messenger, she asked directly, "Has Shantis left yet?"

The messenger replied: "I don't know, High Priest, but General Shandis seems to have received a tip from Elune that night!"

Tyrande nodded, she waved the messenger to go down to rest, then turned to the elf standing beside her and said, "Go and inform the members of the sisterhood and the rangers outside the city to prepare for battle. Send someone to Cenarius My lord, we urgently need the help of druids, dryads and forest guardians now!"