Dawn of Lordaeron

You can search "Lordaeron's Dawn Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!"How did you become like this, my brother." Malfurion stared at Illidan vigilantly. He was not sure whether Illidan had lost his mind, but in ancient times, most people corrupted by evil energy would Become frantic.

Illidan saw his own brother who looked like an enemy, and an inexplicable sense of loss suddenly came, but after thinking of this ten thousand years of imprisonment, he disappeared without a trace.

It doesn't make any sense to care about others' eyes, even if this person is his own brother, but he still doesn't understand what he is doing, then Illidan feels that he has nothing to say.

"Don't be so nervous. Instead of worrying about me, you should take care of your forest." Illidan tied Gul'dan's skull to his waist with a piece of cloth. "Otherwise, if we meet next time, maybe it will be me. You cleaned up."

After all, Illidan didn't stay too much, his wings flicked, and he rose into the sky, breaking through the obstacles of the shade, and his figure disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Malfurion chased for a few steps, raised his head to look in the direction where Illidan was leaving, hesitated, did not deform to catch up, but turned to look at the corrupted woodland.

The archdruid took down a piece of emerald green leaf and put it in his hand. He injected a little natural force, and the leaf was corroded by strong acid, and quickly turned into a black charcoal residue.

As he expected, the woodland was almost completely corroded by Tichondrius. The trees that were full of vitality on the surface were actually eroded by evil energy long ago, leaving nothing but a mere outer shell.

Malfurion sighed. He didn't know if all this was related to Illidan, but seeing his brother with his own eyes, he fell into a demon, which still made him emotionally complicated.

Soon after Illidan left, other druids who came to support also arrived. They looked at Malfurion who was standing in a daze, and tentatively asked, "Archdruid, have you found anything? "

Malfurion shook his head, and walked out against the direction the druids came, leaving a fog, where the druids who didn't know what happened looked at each other.

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Arthas nodded, "Feelwood has been corrupted. Would you like us to send someone to support it? I understand."

Seeing the elf messenger leaving the camp, Arthas turned his attention to Varian. Varian let out an "Uh" and said strangely, "What do you think I do? Purification and corruption should be better for Paladins." Right?"

"This is not just a matter of purification and corrosion," Arthas replied. "The night elves are obviously suffering from unsolvable problems now. I hope we can send a helping hand. The demons of Ashenvale have been solved by the orcs."

"In other words, they want us to take the risk of the Felwood demon coming with them?" Varian scratched his chin. "Then we should send troops into Felwood?"

Alsace’s knuckles buckled the sand table lightly. He looked at Felwood’s map and said slowly, “Feelwood is the only way to Mount Hyjal, but it’s corrupted here. If we Fighting against the devil here is equivalent to sinking into the deepest part of the quagmire."

The corrupted Felwood is no longer suitable for life activities. Whether it is humans or elves, if they insist on fighting against demons in the corrupted forest, there will be great risks and burdens.652 Literature Network www.652txt.com

But right now the elves obviously haven't completely given up Felwood, and they want to finally try to see if they can save their forest.

It was just that Arthas knew in his heart that if he wanted to fully understand such a large scale of corruption, even if it was to exhaust all the power of the elves, it was not something that could be solved in a short time, not to mention that the demons would definitely continue to disrupt and interrupt The elves' plan to cleanse the forest.

For Arthas, the elves were too greedy. The most important thing had not been solved yet, so they wanted to repair the damage caused by the devil.

"But... this is almost the same as we expected. The elves at least understand the seriousness of the incident, and we can build fortifications on Mount Hyjal at the right time."

Arthas talked about his plan and planted the banner of the Alliance towards Mount Hyjal. "By the way, has the Alliance's reinforcements assembled at Theramore?"

Muradin took out a document, "The forward troops of Lordaeron and Quel'Thalas have assembled in Theramore through the portal, and the wizard troops of Dalaran have also arrived. Stormwind City, Ironforge and the rest Troops are gathering in ports in various regions, preparing to go to Kalimdor.

Kul Tiras is establishing a stable route to provide continuous protection for our logistics."

The number of Alliance troops that landed in Kalimdor this time is more than the number of soldiers stationed in the First Army in Theramore. Supplies can no longer be solved by teleportation and ordinary shipping. They must need a stable and safe route. In this regard, Kul Tiras is clearly the most professional.

With Dai Lin in charge of this matter, Arthas naturally wouldn't worry. If the navy commander would go up when he saw the orcs, then he would simply push Dai Lin away so that he would not see the orcs and it would be done.

Next, as long as Jaina is ready, when the alliance begins to build fortifications, he can continuously get support-the battle of Mount Hyjal will not be a protracted battle, Archimonde's power will make the balance They will continue to lean towards the Burning Legion, all they need to do is to delay the demon's incursion a little bit, so that the elves can be cruel and come up with countermeasures.

As Arthas was thinking, there was a sudden tremor in his heart. He suddenly looked up to the north. He felt that energy full of destruction and tyranny was gathering in Felwood.

It seems that Illidan couldn't stop Tichondrius at all. Didn't this still allow the other party's plan to succeed?I don't know if that dreadlord is dead... but looking at the current situation, if there is no Tichondrius, there should be no such battle.

Varian and Muradin were a little surprised at Alsace's behavior. "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, just instinct tells me that the war is about to begin." Alsace said calmly, "Be prepared, we may go to Felwood at any time-even directly defending Mount Hyjal is not necessarily ."

Although Muradin and Varian didn't have the soul power of Alsace that could spread to almost every corner of Azeroth, they also heard the feeling of the eve of the storm from Alsace's tone.

Far away in Felwood, Malfurion, who was devastated due to the current situation of the forest, felt like a lightning strike in his heart. He heard natural wailing and crying, and an extremely evil pressure was approaching Azeroth.

Malfurion saw sweat instantly on his forehead, and the oppressive feeling that rushed to his face even reminded Malfurion of the ancient war ten thousand years ago: the Burning Legion really returned, and it was more decisive than ten thousand years ago. The earth will destroy this world.