Rise of the blood elves

The atmosphere in the Ashen Valley is very unfamiliar.

But I have to say, it makes people feel very comfortable.

Even at noon, the light here is no different from that in the evening.It is difficult for sunlight to penetrate the dense canopy of trees. After being reflected by the layers of dark green pages, the sunlight falling on the earth has become quite soft.

There are countless ponds in the forest, which not only provide moisture for the lush vegetation competing to grow, but also make the air moist and pleasant.From time to time, a faint mist surges through the forest, illuminated by soft light, adding a layer of hazy beauty to the quiet atmosphere.Being there and smelling the fragrance of the earth after the rain will give you a feeling of laziness and leisure like drawing the curtains and taking a nap on the deck chair by the fire when sleepiness comes over you in the winter afternoon.

Here is the Ashenvale, a dark dense forest, a natural paradise where the ancient night elves have lived for 1 years after the sky fell apart.

But the strange thing is

At this time, there was no sound in the forest, not even a bird chirping or an insect chirping.A deathly silence enveloped the entire forest, turning the original silence into a spine-chilling silence.

When the Burning Legion invaded on a large scale, when the footsteps of evil spread here, the creatures that once lived in the forest had already fled.

In the southeastern area of ​​​​Ashenvale, bordering the Barrens, there is a disharmonious scene.

It is like a sore in the dense forest, extremely irritating.

The endless lushness was interrupted here. Towering ancient trees thousands of years old were cut down, leaving only thick stumps on the surface that can only be hugged by more than a dozen people. Some of them even had a workman's tree stuck diagonally on them. Rough logging axe.

There are logs scattered everywhere that have not had time to cut off the branches and bundle them for loading. The ground is densely covered with deep ruts. Freight vehicles with heavy loads should often pass here. Some places have been crushed and exposed under the vegetation layer. fertile soil.The damaged trucks were either docked in the mud or lying sideways due to damaged wheels, and the wood on the trucks was scattered on the ground.

Even on both sides of a road, there were a few goblin woodcutters standing crookedly. The steel shells were filled with sharp arrows from the night elves and moon blades commonly used by the sentry troops.Thick engine oil and dye flowed down the ruptured fuel tank, forming small puddles, floating on the accumulated dew. When the sun shined, it reflected strange colors that should not be found in nature, exuding an eerie atmosphere. Pungent smell of petroleum.

This disharmonious open space is vast, with the battle flag of the Orc Warsong Clan erected on the edge. The bright red background looks like it is made of condensed blood, and an orc skull full of symbolic meaning is embroidered on it, as if it is tearing out its throat and making a shocking sound. The roar of heaven.

It's just that these flags are all broken and there are no guards guarding them.

It can be seen that this logging area has been attacked more than once.

More than half a month ago, the orcs from the Warsong clan entered the border area of ​​​​Ashenvale and started cutting down trees.Durotar, with its poor real estate, cannot supply the wood needed for the construction of new homes.Grom Hellscream, the chief of the Warsong Clan, was ordered by the warchief to lead the clan here to collect wood when Thrall went to the Stonetalon Mountains to pursue the wisdom of the prophets.The despicable profit-seeking goblins saw business opportunities in it and provided a batch of extremely efficient wood-cutting machines in exchange for heavy sums of money.

Of course, the night elves will not tolerate the orcs deforestation in their homeland, because the orcs have the aura of demons flowing in their blood. Because they once drank the blood of Mannoroth, this race that suffered deeply 1 years ago has no relationship with them. The orcs conducted too many negotiations, and the two sides entered a fierce battle stage as soon as they came into contact. A fierce war began around the forest of Ashenvale.

As one of the clans best at fighting, the Warsong Clan almost made it impossible for the night elves to come back in the early stages of the war, winning many great victories.Until the ancient demigod Cenarius was alerted and personally took action to punish these outsiders who disrespected nature.

Demigods, also known as the Wild Gods, are the embodiment of the spirits of nature among the six original forces of the universe. Long before the emergence of the night elves, these powerful intelligent creatures were already galloping across the vast land of Azeroth.

According to legend, Cenarius is the child of Malorne, the most powerful demigod, the white stag, and Ysera, the green dragon queen. However, this theory was later overturned. Ysera was only born with Cenarius's connection with the Emerald Dream. And he was adopted as an adopted son and raised.

Cenarius's father was indeed the white deer Malorne, which is why he has strong lower limbs like a deer.His upper body is a human body, very similar to that of a night elf. The overall image is that of a majestic creature that is half night elf and half stag, with antlers on his head, golden eyes and green hair.

If one of the demigods has the deepest connection with the night elves, it must be Cenarius, who spread druidic teachings to the night elves.

It can be said that Cenarius is closely related to the changes of the night elf race, and he is the demigod who has the most profound influence on Azeroth.

The leader of the Cenarion Circle, the current druid organization, Malfurion Stormrage, the first and most powerful druid in the history of the night elves, is the disciple of Cenarius.Not only that, Malfurion's lover, Tyrande Whisperwind, the leader of the Sentinels, and his brother Illidan Stormrage, both studied under this demigod for a period of time. Although they failed to embark on this path, they were very familiar with it. They also had a great impact on their lives.

During the War of the Ancients 1 years ago, Cenarius used the Emerald Dream to help Malfurion detect Azshara's attempt to summon the Burning Legion, allowing the terrifying truth to be revealed.

When the night elf coalition was formed, he summoned many wild gods to fight against the demons.Later, when the coalition forces won and the world was torn apart by the explosion of the Well of Eternity, he stayed in Kalimdor, entrenched in the land where the night elves lived, and continued to spread the teachings of nature to the young race.

As soon as Cenarius took action, the Warsong clan was retreating steadily.Not even the legendary warchief Grom Hellscream and his elite soldiers can resist such an incarnation of nature.

Just as the Warsong Clan was about to lose, the battle for Dalaran on the Eastern Kingdom continent also came to an end. Archimonde waved his hand to level Dalaran and then led a group of senior officials to arrive at Kalimdor ahead of the army.

Under Archimonde's instructions, the abyss lord Mannoroth used trickery to induce the retreating Warsong clan to drink his own blood again and become slaves of the demon's blood. Although his mind was lost, he gained an indescribable power. The power of imagination.

Eventually, Grom Hellscream killed Cenarius.That night, the entire forest mourned for the fallen demigod.Although demigods will not really die, because they are the embodiment of nature, unless they are corrupted, they will only linger in the Emerald Dream and wait. When time passes, they will return to the world. However, when the devil invades, even if it is only temporarily lost, this No night elf can accept such a spiritual leader.

"Ugh."

A faint sigh came from the forest, breaking the deathly silence.

A beautiful figure stood quietly at the edge of the lumberyard. She was wearing a white and violet robe. Just from the magic light flowing on the spotless and elegant fabric, it could be seen that she was either a powerful mage or a queen from a famous family. , or both.

The wide hood was not worn on the head, but hung on the back. The long golden hair and pretty face were clearly revealed, and the white and tender skin that could be broken by a blow seemed to add a different kind of beauty to the quiet and dense forest.

She looks like she is only in her twenties, but her calm demeanor seems to have gone through countless hardships. Her soft facial features reveal a firm color, but there is lingering sadness in the firmness.She held a letter tightly in her hand, her fingers turning white from excessive exertion.

There were water stains in many places on the letter paper, and some of the writing was soaked and scattered on the paper, becoming blurry.I don’t know if the water stains are tear stains.

she was

It is Jaina Proudmoore, the princess of the Kingdom of Kul Tiras and the disciple of Antonidas, the leader of Dalaran, who leads all those who are willing to escape the soon-to-be-lost land, cross the ocean, and come to Kalimdor to start a new life. .