The Rise of the Cemetery

The authority of the Fandral Archdruids in the Council of Elders is unquestionable.

Following his order, many druids gathered under the Ancient Tree of Life raised their sticks of nature one after another, and roared angrily.

"Wait a minute! Wise Elder Fandral, what's wrong with you? What happened to make you declare war?"

The forest guardian leader who hurried over was an extraordinarily strong male dryad, with a melancholy expression, he stopped the furious archdruid. As natural citizens living under the ancient tree of life, they are naturally close.

The Keepers of the Grove, like their petite Dryad sisters, have the appearance of half elf, half stag. They have huge antlers and leaf-like manes, and their right hand has turned into a giant claw like a tree root, which can smash a boulder with one blow. And the best of them have many supernatural and strange abilities.

As for the dryads, they are all female. They have the head, arms, and body of a night elf, but the lower body is that of a deer. There is tenderness and peace in their eyes, but they wield a javelin with disciplined technique. While dryads live in harmony with all forest dwellers, they can also be fierce defenders of those who dare harm nature.

These two are of the same origin and the same species, but the tree of life companion races with different genders are also powerful magical creatures that protect their life mothers.

His pupils were stained red with anger, and the Archdruid Fandral shook his head.

"Dear Zuluhed, our peaceful life will be broken from now on. I just sensed the emergence of a powerful evil force from the soul of nature. Some filthy undead crossed the vast sea and came to our world from the west .They have planted a terrible source of evil here. We cannot wait, we must go out and find them, and purify this evil with the staff of nature in our hands!"

This is both an explanation and an announcement. Under his strong encouragement, the druids present transformed into various birds and beasts, and rushed in all directions.

They are the flames of war, and they will transmit the strongest voice from the council of elders to every druid village in the depths of the jungle. That evil force fought a vigorous battle.

All of a sudden, hundreds of fearful figures that were seen by the outside world soared around the natural ancient tree. Hippogryphs flying in the sky, Socrates' giant eagle, Chimera, Lei Peng...these are all from the Druid sect of birds of prey. Night sabers running on the ground, earth storm bears, unicorns...these belong to the Claw Druid sect.

High-level druids who have gone through several advancements can completely transform into some raptors and beasts with extremely strong combat power, while more junior druids can only transform into harmless creatures such as crows, turtledoves, and sika deer. Small animals. But no matter how high or low these druids are, everyone can juggle nature spells beautifully.

After all, they are all natural people who believe in the father of the great oak tree.

Zuluhed planed his hooves anxiously, watching the druids rushing out of this natural holy land angrily, an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

evil? If it is really a great evil, these children of nature alone can eradicate it?

The current druids are no longer the druids of the past elf empire. The demise of the great elf empire coupled with some differences in philosophy, the internal split that occurred between the druids and the elves made both parties extremely weak.

Lacking the support of regular elves, the group of druids who split off from the ancient elf continent, which is now the Dalaran continent, only had a large number of spellcasters, and they were still nature-type with a single attribute. Without the elf archers with sharp arrow skills, without the fearless moon priestess, without the air support of hippogryph archers, without the volley assault of silver Pegasus knights, they can only solve the arms and tactics by themselves problems, trying to maintain the existence of the druid community.

"No, druids alone won't do! Delil, you go to Thunder Bluff with me, we want to meet Baine? Bloodhoof. We can't let druids fight alone!" Zulushi De looked anxiously at the large number of druids who came out of nowhere, and ordered in a deep voice.

And behind him, the beautiful dryad Dai Lier bowed to answer.

As the children of the forest who are friendly to nature, dryads, forest guardians, forest elves, and flower demons have always been companions with druids, maintaining this ancient tree of life with a long life in front of them, and managing nature together Holy Land - Emerald Dream. However, as one of the affiliated forces of the World of Warcraft, they also maintain good relations with the Tauren clan and the jungle trolls, and strive to find a balance among the several powerful Warcraft clans.

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Just when the Druids of the Emerald Dream were alarmed and began to search for the source of evil that the Archdruid said, Li Xun, who was far away on the other side of the World of Warcraft, had almost completed the construction of Yinfeng City, and All the defense in the later period was handed over to the new heroes of the cemetery, Karui, the lifestealer, and Plataia, the ice lich.

However, before leaving, Li Xun repeatedly urged Karu to collect the detailed distribution of forces within the Warcraft Continent as soon as possible, so as to clarify the order of the development of the Great Cemetery as soon as possible.

To be honest, Li Xun didn't want to leave Yinfeng City until this new foothold was firmly established. It's a pity that the world is like chess, and many things are not affected by his subjective wishes. The sudden tense situation in Novus made him rush to deal with it himself, so Yinfeng City can only entrust the two new heroes with one battle and one law .

And when Karoo and Plataya were busy dispatching troops to maintain the safety of the surrounding area, a mysterious sentry had quietly sneaked into Shadowwind City.

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Crouching down, he lowered his head and inspected the grassland in the forest, but found no trace of man-made damage. But through the slowly flowing breeze in the forest, Hergus? Fang still smelled such a smell of decay and evil.

In the quiet and dark jungle, the light is not bright, and there are overgrown branches, vines and shrubs growing randomly, but none of these are obstacles. As a child of nature and a child of the jungle, Hergus Fang, who is already a level 2 druid, can walk freely in the jungle regardless of all this.

This is his home and his best defense.

Every old tree, every vine, even every grass, every small animal in the jungle, he can call out their names affectionately, and talk to them eagerly. No enemy can catch druids in the jungle, because all the jungle plants and animals are their partners, they will help them eliminate all traces of existence, and become their omnipresent eyes.

Hergus Fang stretched out his palm and gently brushed the grass under his feet, listening to them scrambling to describe the cruelty and horror of the evil in the distance. He closed his green eyes, carefully perceiving the rustling sound of the ancient tree swaying in the breeze, it was his old partners angrily confiding their complaints against outsiders.

Evil really exists, and it is near his village, this realization made him anxious and resentful!

The rumors from the Emerald Dream Council of Elders are all true, and evil figures have really appeared in the once racially harmonious Land of Warcraft, and the tranquility here will be broken!

But Hergus Fang didn't want to think too much about those too ambitious goals. All he could think about was how to protect the green hut, the druid village where he was born and raised, from being attacked by terrible evil.

The sound of "fluttering" sounded, and a cute owl with a strange appearance flew to his shoulder.

Hergus forced a smile.

"Cat head, my dear partner, I need you to go back to the village and tell the beloved Elder Galen that I have found traces of evil and let them prepare for migration as soon as possible. I want to go inside and check the details If there is any accident, please tell them not to try to rescue me. In addition, you have to tell Alan that she is really beautiful in that green dress!"

After saying that, Hegus raised his hand to drive away the animal companion who had been with him for more than 30 years, and watched it circle around his head three times before reluctantly flying into the depths of the jungle.

Having made up his mind, Hegus was more focused than ever, holding the oak staff tightly in his hand, bent over and sprinted towards the direction of the evil breath. Before he had run far, a green halo flashed, and he had transformed into a nightsaber with smooth body lines and quick and sensitive movements, running silently in the rugged and desolate jungle.

All the way through the forest and across the gorge, he climbed over three or four high cliffs and dense forests one after another, before he stopped at a cliff top isolated on the top of the jungle.

In his memory, the front should have been a vast and deep valley basin. But now, a faint mist floats above the treetops, blocking all prying eyes, making it impossible for people to detect everything inside.

This is by no means the dense jungle fog that is common in the World of Warcraft, but some extremely mysterious magic method, otherwise the fog would not have cut off the connection between him and the vegetation inside.

Hegus simply tried to communicate with his forest companions in the mist, and his mind was filled with the twisted and crazy screams of pain.

The coming of evil brought a devastating blow to this jungle and the animal partners living in it, and all creatures were dying step by step in the painful filth and erosion. For the first time, Hergus discovered that his originally kind and gentle jungle partner was so crazy and cruel at the moment of extinction, that he wanted to drag his soul into the bottomless abyss of terror.

If he hadn't severed this connection in time, I'm afraid he would become a crazy druid the next moment.

A kind of enlightenment suddenly rose in his heart.

Under the mist, there are no more of his familiar partners. Even if they are still alive, they may have transformed into another evil species, and have no connection or communication with the previous body.