My Rebirth and the Strange Adventure of Black Zhen

Despite her own limited strength, facing the menacing and terrifying Bronck's familiar, the Dreadlord Dargwen, the Queen decisively dispatched a group of brave and fearless Mantid guards, and ordered them to immediately contact the large force of Mantids sent by the Queen who were still fighting bloody battles on the battlefield.

At this moment, Bronck's familiar, the Dreadlord Dargwin, noticed the flickering light of the teleportation array under the feet of the Queen's Mantid guards, and his heart sank - he understood that if he did not retreat in time, once the Queen's Mantid army returned, it would be difficult for him to escape!

As expected, it turned out that Bronk's familiar, the Dread Lord Dargwen, had made a very wise judgment. The Queen's Mantid Guards not only quickly activated the teleportation spell, but also cast a powerful space confinement spell! This means that if Bronk's familiar, the Dread Lord Dargwen, had hesitated or tried to stay a little longer, he would most likely be besieged to death by many Queen's Mantids.

What a pity! Bronk's abominable familiar, the Dreadlord Dargwen, actually missed such crucial intelligence. After several careful confirmations, it was confirmed that Bronk's familiar, the Dreadlord Dargwen, had already left, and there were no items for detection in the Queen's Mantis camp.

Then, the Queen ordered her mantis demons to select several seriously injured members. Although these selected wounded were seriously injured, their faces showed an almost crazy excitement. They moved to the Queen's mantis demon queen with difficulty and stood in a circle around her.

There was a flash of white light, and the sharp blade entered the body, and instantly scarlet blood splashed everywhere. These injured Queen's Mantis Demons were not afraid, and resolutely injected their hot blood into the huge body of the Queen's Mantis Demon Mother. As time passed, fine cracks began to appear on the hard shell of the Queen's Mantis Demon Mother.

Finally, with a crisp cracking sound, a slightly smaller Queen's Mantis Queen struggled out of the broken eggshell. It was wet all over and looked a little fragile, but its eyes revealed a sense of anger.

"Will the Burning Legion betray their allies?" After venting her anger, the slightly smaller Queen's Mantid gradually regained some of her sanity. She knew that the Dreadlord had the ability to transform into any human form, so no matter what purpose the Dreadlord held, they had to strengthen the defense of the camp.

After receiving the order, several Queen's Mantis that were suspended in the air immediately responded to the call, landed on the ground one after another, and quickly sprayed a large amount of spider silk to wrap themselves tightly. At the same time, several Queen's Mantis that had been strengthened by sickle forelimbs quietly drilled into the ground, concealed their bodies, and waited for the opportunity.

Not long after, the appearance of the Queen's Mantis that had just completed their transformation and emerged from their cocoons also changed significantly: their multiple eyes that were originally used to observe invisible units actually merged into one huge eye! Obviously, this allowed them to have a keener insight and alertness when facing potential threats.

Just as the Queen's Mantids were indignant and preparing to launch a revenge campaign against Bathory Castle, the Bronze Dragon and the Eternal Dragon broke through the wall one after another.

"Is it the dreadlord who closed the entrance and exit of the medieval singularity?"

With a look of disgust, the Eternal Dragon Miloch symbolically blew a breath of dragon fire at the Bronze Dragon Chromie.

The bronze dragon Chromie, unwilling to waste his energy, used his hard dragon scales to block the Eternal Dragon's breath flame.

"I'll make the elaborate trap, and you'll do the time travel."

The offended queen sent the Mantis Queen to attack the Eternal Dragon Milok, who was closer to her.

"The Queen's Mantid Camp is not a place where anyone can come and go as they please."

The Eternal Dragon Miloch, who wanted to save his strength, had to speed up his casting due to the threat to his life, instead of intentionally controlling to reduce his magic power consumption.

The Queen's severely injured Mantids did not attack Bathory Castle the next day.

While Fandral, who had completely collapsed mentally, lay limp like a dead dog in the icy, dark and damp prison on Mount Hyjal, his young and beautiful daughter-in-law, Leyana, and his innocent and lovely granddaughter Astalia were living in Astranaar, the picturesque, peaceful and harmonious night elf territory in the Ashenvale region.

However, the world is full of unexpected events, and people are subject to misfortunes at any time! Although the druids of Moonglade, who are unfathomable in strength and kind-hearted, have tried their best, they are still powerless to restore Fandral, who is extremely powerful but has suffered a severe injury and has become mentally ill.

Worse things are yet to come! The vicious and cruel orc tribe unexpectedly launched a surprise attack on Ashenvale and burned the beautiful town of Astranaar to ruins. Not only that, this group of inhumane beasts also brutally killed Valastern's only daughter, thus completely severing and destroying the only remaining blood bond between Fandral and his beloved son.

When Ragnaros's raging army surged like a tide, the green dragon Alysra could not help but feel deeply worried. She knew that the knowledge of the night elves that Fandral possessed was extremely precious. If it was obtained by the evildoers of the Twilight Hammer, the consequences would be disastrous. So, after careful consideration, Alysra resolutely made a decision: to escort Fandral personally to Moonglade, only in this way could he be guaranteed safety.

However, this decision made Ysera worried. She was full of doubts about this action, thinking that there were too many unknown risks hidden in it. It turned out that Ysera's worries were not groundless - unexpectedly, Alysra had already betrayed and degenerated into a loyal lackey of Ragnaros! She did not hesitate to hand Fandral directly to the Fire Lord and those hateful Twilight Hammer cultists.

What's more terrifying is that, by some strange means, they have successfully restored Fandral's tortured mind. At this time, Fandral was immersed in the endless anger of the pain of losing his son. His desire for revenge became stronger and stronger, like an out-of-control beast, rushing towards the whole world unstoppably.

Because the tribe once launched an attack in Ashenvale and killed Fandral's granddaughter in the attack, he witnessed the great pain of his daughter-in-law after losing her daughter, and this pain was simply empathy for him. So, he regarded Leyana as the only sustenance of his soul and the remaining beautiful memories.

One day, Fandral personally visited Leyana and expressed his intention to her: he was determined to build a new order system for the druids! No matter what difficulties and obstacles he encountered, he would never sit idly by and watch those tribes wantonly slaughter their innocent people and invade and plunder their precious homeland and territory!

In the end, Lyanna chose to stand on Fandral's side and successfully joined his camp, becoming Fandral's first fire druid. Unfortunately, at this moment, she had already been twisted by her inner obsession and began to blindly serve the Fire Lord Ragnaros and the more mysterious Old Gods behind him.

Fandral had unexpectedly transformed himself into a general under Ragnaros! Even more astonishing was that he had taken over the position of the original administrator, Execustus, and became the new ruler of the Firelands.

Not long after, fate made Fandral face his former mentor Malfurion. However, at this moment, he had already cut off all ties with his family and relatives, and not only that, he even launched a fierce attack on Aggra and Thrall who came to support the Guardians of Hyjal!

Today, Fandral is known as the Twilight Prophet. This former renegade druid has declared Thrall to be a threat. Although he is too powerful to kill him on his own, Fandral has resorted to a sinister trick - corrupting the bond between Thrall and the elements, tearing Thrall's unified consciousness into pieces, leaving only a few fragments of his most primitive emotions.

Today, Fandral has become the new administrator of the Firelands under the Elemental Lord Ragnaros, and the leader of the flame druids who betrayed their oath. At this moment, his heart is filled with endless anger and hatred, determined to burn everything on the continent of Azeroth and let the whole world be destroyed in a raging fire.

Because for him, the world has lost his most cherished child, Malfurion Stormrage. Fandral once placed all his love and expectations on Malfurion, but in the end he was betrayed. This pain and resentment intertwined, driving him crazy.

As a result, Fandral began to plan an unprecedented disaster. He used the powerful fire power he mastered and drove the corrupted fire druids to ignite every inch of the continent of Azeroth. They set fire everywhere, turning the forest into a sea of ​​fire, the city into ruins, and countless lives disappeared in the flames.

Renferal joined the battle of Alterac Valley in an attempt to save its flora and fauna, but she and her druids were unable to stop the two armies from killing each other in the valley. When the Horde shamans summoned the Ice King to join the battle, Renferal could only summon the Forest King to fight him.

In the vast, snow-covered battlefield of Alterac Valley, fierce fighting is in full swing! The brave and fearless Alliance players are tasked with an important mission - to collect the extremely precious storm crystals and hand them over safely to the Archdruid Levral in a remote path near the northern bunker of Dun Badar.

When the Alliance players worked together and successfully collected a sufficient number of Storm Crystals, the long-awaited moment finally arrived: Druids gathered from all directions to the center of the map. At this moment, ten experienced and powerful Alliance players stepped forward and resolutely devoted themselves to assisting the Druids. They had to work together to complete the great and sacred task of summoning Ivus!

Before the Nightmare War began, Renferal was invited by Fandral Staghelm to attend an important meeting. At that time, she stood gracefully beside Naralex. Although the two had different thoughts, they were brought together by similar regrets. Naralex was thinking about the events of the Wailing Caverns, while Renferal was perhaps thinking about the endless guilt for not being able to successfully prevent the horrific bloodbath in the Alterac Mountains.

However, when the smoke of war cleared and the nightmare war came to an end, Reflare did not stop her vision and pursuit of a better future. She was always concerned about how to restore the ecological environment of the ravaged valley, and she longed to bring nature back to life.

Time flies. Not long after, Levral had the honor of attending the grand and solemn wedding ceremony of Malfurion and Tyrande, and witnessed the couple's steadfast and everlasting love. This wedding not only became a good story that has been passed down through the ages, but also brought Levral a deep touch and understanding - even in the darkest and most difficult moments, love has the magical power to heal all wounds and light up the light of hope.

On a quiet night, Archdruid Elerethe Renferal received a mysterious invitation. The words in the letter were concise and powerful, inviting him to attend a secret peace meeting in Ashenvale. The one who sent the invitation was another respected druid, Hamuul Runetotem.

Elerethe was surprised and curious about this sudden invitation. He knew Hamuul well and knew that his old friend would never hold such a meeting lightly. So he accepted the invitation without hesitation and began to prepare for his journey.

Originally, Hamuul wanted to arrange the meeting in Moonglade, a beautiful and peaceful place, but Remulos thought that the tension between the two sides had reached a point where swords were drawn. If they met there, it might cause more conflicts. After careful consideration, Remulos decisively rejected Hamuul's proposal.

Finally, Elerethe Renflair and Hamuul Runetotem each led four capable druids, a total of ten people, to the agreed meeting place. It was quiet here, surrounded by dense forests, as if it was a negotiation place specially created for them by nature.

When the two sides met, the atmosphere was somewhat solemn. However, everyone understood the importance of this meeting, put aside their prejudices, and tried to show a friendly and cooperative attitude.

At the beginning of the meeting, the two sides had a heated discussion on the conflict between the Alliance and the Horde in the Ashenvale region. Everyone spoke freely, expressing their views on the current situation and their expectations for future peace. In this process, the druids gave full play to their wisdom and insight, trying to analyze the problem from different angles and seek solutions.

As the conversation deepened, Hamuul smiled and took out his long-collected ceremonial pipe and fine tobacco to share with everyone. The rich aroma filled the air, gradually easing the tense atmosphere. And Renflaar was not to be outdone. He carefully took out an ancient blue goblet and poured pure water from the Temple of Elune. The clear and transparent liquid in the cup flickered with a faint light, as if it contained endless power.