Stratholme God

Chapter 518 Did You Forget Something? (3 more)
(Silver cute master gavemepower plus more 10/100)
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Everyone could tell that Nordrassil was at least a circle thinner than before. Although his size was still huge, he still smelled like a dying candle in the wind.

The bark of many trees is gray and black, the lush branches and leaves are yellow, and even large pieces of leaves are dead, just like ordinary trees in late autumn.

If it were a human who didn't know how to do it, they might have proposed to chop it up and use it as firewood or something.

Druid, as a bigwig who knows the natural world best, if people say there is still salvation, then there is still salvation.

It's the tears of the night elves flying!
It's not easy!
The entire night elves probably lost two-thirds of their combat strength.

I don’t know how many teams of Sentinels and Huntresses have canceled their organizational system, the Druid Order has reduced its staff by more than half, the behemoth Chimera in the air is out of ten, and only a quarter of the ancient war trees are left. The worst thing is that the mountain giants are almost wiped out. Basically everyone who can carry it is dead, and there are two-thirds of the elves in the entire Mount Hyjal.

In terms of high-end combat power, demigod Cenarius and Malfurion were lost, and Illidan defected...

After paying such a huge sacrifice, he finally succeeded in killing Archimonde, one of the Big Three of the Burning Legion!
The only thing that makes the night elves feel gratified is that the world tree that their compatriots will sacrifice their lives to defend has been defended.

Perhaps it will be a long time before Nordrassil will regain its full vitality, and the era of dense forests will return to this land.

Perhaps at that time, the kingdom of the night elves was no longer there, but at least at this moment, true peace and tranquility had returned.

As soon as Archimonde died, the demon army that had been entrenched in the mountain pass immediately dispersed after receiving the induction.

Realizing that the remnants of the demons must be wiped out as soon as possible, Tyrande immediately sent Shandris to lead the army to pursue them.On the alliance side, Rivendell's mechanized army was sent.

As for the Horde, ahem, Thrall came to say goodbye to Tyrande with an embarrassed face.

"Your Excellency Yufeng, I'm sorry that the tribe didn't play a better role this time. Although we really want to participate in the hunt for the devil, we lost more than half of our warriors, and the rest are all wounded..."

"Needless to say, I understand. The night elves will always remember the great help of the alliance and the Horde. The night elves have never had the habit of attacking their allies, never before, not now, and never in the future. On behalf of Elle Goddess En swears, as long as the tribe does not take the initiative to attack the night elves' territory, our tribe will not start the war lightly."

The same hatred, only because the threat of the Burning Legion is greater.

Without a strong enemy, the rest is very practical interests. As long as the tribe still needs to log a lot, they can't use the idea of ​​​​Ashenvale Timber, otherwise they will die forever.

After seeing the relationship between elves and night elves with his own eyes, Thrall had a little understanding.

What he expected - a world where the orcs and even the entire tribe lived and thrived safely, he might not see. The night elves entrenched on the Kalimdor continent were too powerful, and he always felt that the two camps would soon face each other again.

A trace of vigilance rose from Thrall's heart, and he prudently asked, "Where is the alliance?"

McDonnell raised the cloak behind him freely and said, "The hatred between the Alliance and the Horde has never been eliminated. But the Alliance also does not have the habit of attacking former allies immediately after disbanding the alliance. On behalf of the Alliance, I promise that I will not take the initiative to follow the Horde within a year. Clans at war."

In fact, while waiting for McDonald's reply, Sal was a little distracted, and his hands and feet were cold for a while.From the beginning to the end, let the Horde join the seamounts to resist the Burning Legion, it was his 'taken for granted'.This is a very risky thing. After all, if one fails, any family on the other side will turn their faces and deny anyone, and all the elites and heroes of the tribe will have to confess here.

McDonnell agreed so simply, but it made Sal a little unreal.

Thrall's left hand subconsciously clenched the handle of the [Doomhammer]: "Do you need me to leave any more collateral?"

Magni* Bronzebeard next to him shouted disdainfully: "I don't even bother to kill you at a time like this, get out! Don't think that the alliance is full of bastards like you!"

Magni spoke in the dwarf language, which Thrall couldn't understand. This didn't prevent him from judging from the tone and expression of the alliance bosses.

McDonnell stopped lightly, and the turbulent discussion behind him disappeared without a trace.

That is a group of proud kings and great lords!
With one gesture from McDonald, all the staff were silent. How much prestige would it take to do this?

Compared with the somewhat rebellious chiefs in the tribe, Thrall secretly expressed envy.

Thrall nodded lightly. As the great chief of the tribe, his aura should not be weak: "The tribe is grateful for the integrity of the alliance. For the sake of the fact that the two sides have fought side by side, the tribe will not start a war within a year! Of course, if the alliance Declare war, the Horde will be waiting for the Alliance army in New Orgrimmar!"

What he said was neither humble nor overbearing. If it weren't for the opposite position, McDonald would have wanted to give Sal a thumbs up.

Not to mention breaking up unhappy, the hatred between each other has long been so strong that it cannot be resolved.

If you want the Alliance and the Horde to completely resolve the enmity, let alone the Burning Legion's continuous attack for ten or eight years, and then the Alliance and Horde soldiers will be mixed in the same trench, otherwise don't even think about it.

Uh, by the way, McDonnell can't figure out why Jaina was bewitched by Medivh to sell her father in history.

But in this life, the history line has changed too much, so it's really hard to say how it will change.

At the end of the war, the Dark Elves, the Alliance, and the Horde were like three scarred beasts, exhausted, and had to go home to lick their wounds.

Tyrande was naturally very busy, so he left after saying sorry, and made an appointment to have a celebratory dinner tonight.

After finally returning to the resting place provided by the dark elf, all the leaders of the alliance were exhausted immediately.

Especially Magni, he is the worst, and the state of [God Avatar] is extremely exhausting.

"Magney, you won't lose your life if you lasted so long, right?" McDonnell still couldn't help asking with concern.

"Yes!"

"How much?" McDonnell was a little nervous.

"Probably this time, 10 years of life will be lost."

McDonald subconsciously felt a little pain in his heart, who would have thought that the next sentence of this dwarf would be...

"Probably the life expectancy will be reduced from 990 years to [-] years."

Grass!
White is worried!

McDonald wanted to hit someone on the spot!
Brian came over with the bottle of wine in his pocket on the spot, handed McDonnell a sip, and made McDonnell half dead.

"My elder brother majors in the power of the earth. Well, once he cultivates to a certain level, his body will become more earth elemental and his lifespan will increase, so it's really hard to say."

That embarrassment of McDonald's.

Not to mention the bronze bearded third, McDonnell almost forgot that Magni had indeed cultivated himself into a diamond body, and he became a diamond man, and he could communicate directly with the star soul of Azeroth, which is amazing.

He was suddenly speechless.

Instead, Bolvar asked, "Why let the tribe go?"

As soon as the honest man opened his mouth, everyone in the audience pricked up their ears.

McDonald said calmly: "You guys, don't you forget the Scourge?"

good!Another common enemy.

(End of this chapter)