Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

In the northeastern part of Mount Hyjal, a dense forest surrounded by high mountains protects it from outside influences.

Countless giant trees obscure the sky, it seems that there is never daylight.

A little bit of moonlight pours from the cracks in the trees to the ground, and the guardian of the jungle and the dryad roam through it.

A large number of woodland creatures live here-bears, leopards, deer, hares and all kinds of birds. In the middle of the Moonlight Woodland, there is a huge lake-Luna Lake. On the edge of Lake Luna Lake is the local central town Yongyegang.

At this time, Tyrande and Mordant Yongying were sitting in the hall by the lake with a group of night elf druids holding wooden scepters.

"Tyrande, have you forgotten the suffering we endured ten thousand years ago?" Fandral Staghelm asked the priestess of the moon fiercely, "How dare you accept these Eldrethalas's Highborne?"

The other night elf druids also showed uneasy expressions.

"Please be quiet, Fandral," Tyrande calmly faced Fandral's accusation, looked around everyone present and said, "I made the decision based on the last Silithus invasion. Fandral, you It was also the commander at the time. I asked you if there was an arcane wizard group under your hand, would our loss be that great?"

Fandral waved his hand impatiently, and then pointed his hand at Modante Yongying: "It was then, now is now. We have sealed the bugs together with the dragon clan, and these monsters will not come out again for at least a thousand years. . And we have always strictly prohibited the use of arcane magic. Those who violate it privately will be sentenced to death. If you accept them, what shall we do with this law?"

"Master Mordant is an archmage who has lived from the ancient wars to the present. Since he led Syndra to join us, he has solved many problems for us with his wisdom and knowledge." Tyrande persuaded with all his heart. Said, "Moreover, Mordant has also promised me that he will restrain the Syndras and prevent them from studying arcane arts at will. If necessary, they will also conduct it under the supervision of the Sisters of Elune."

"Hehe," Fandral sneered, "Do you know arcane magic with your priests?"

The anger in the eyes of the high priest flashed away. She took a deep breath and calmed her emotions: "Fandral Staghelm, I only agreed to the tragedy of Silithus and the future of Kaldorei not to happen again. Modante and the others are not joining for my own selfish desires, I hope you can understand!"

As Fandral was about to refute, Tyrande said lightly: "How is Varnstein now? Has he adapted to life with a broken arm?"

"You!" As if stabbed by something, the arch druid stood up and glared at the high priest in front of him, and the strong natural force in the air suddenly agitated.

Tyrande refused to give up, sitting in his position and staring at him coldly, just a few clusters of white moonlight passed through the lush woods and shone on her body, and the silver crescent decoration on her forehead was shining.

At this time, a blue-purple-haired Druid Delit Starblaze quickly stood up and calmed down the tense atmosphere in the arena: "Alright, your high priest, your high druid, please pay attention to the occasion."

Fandral snorted angrily, turned and left here.

"Dedilit, I'm here to organize an envoy to Ere'Thalas to meet with the envoy sent by Suramar City. Fandral is unwilling. What do you other druids mean?"

The other druids on the scene looked at each other with embarrassed expressions on their faces.

At this time, a green-haired night elf had an idea. He stood up and bowed to Tyrande: "Your High Priest, Your Excellency Cenarius is in the Moonglade now. Why don't we go and ask him."

"In that case, Loganal, let's go and ask." Tyrande glanced at the elves and sighed, got up and followed behind the druids.

Standing in the distance, Fandral quietly watched the group of people leaving. He clenched his fists, his eyes still filled with unstoppable anger: "Heh, Tyrande, wait, I will become Cardo soon. The leader of Lei!"

The half-man, half-deer, half-god was standing by the clear lake at this time, and a large number of tree demons were playing in the open space beside him, and several jungle guards surrounded him and listened to him explaining natural magic.

"So you guys want to ask me if I want to meet the Cha'dorei from the other side of the sea?" After hearing Tyrande and the druids, Cenarius waved his hand to make the guardian of the jungle and the dryad We leave here.

"Yes, Sir Cenarius. I believe you have also heard the words of the guardians of the jungle and the dryads who were lucky enough to return from the Battle of Silithus. Arcane magic is indeed better than druid spells under this special condition. The killing effect is more effective.” Tyrande said sincerely, “Although Azshara and her followers used arcane magic to cause unimaginable damage to the world ten thousand years ago, they are controllable. , The orderly arcane still has its value. I think we can start some cooperation with Suramar and Quel'Thalas under the supervision of the priests of the Druid and the Sisterhood of Elune..."

Cenarius interrupted her: "High Priest of Tyrande, have you ever thought about the impact on Kaldorei society if you do this?"

Tyrande was silent, and she certainly understood the impact of this open cooperation model on the night elf society that had been closed for thousands of years.

At this moment Modante Yongying walked to her side: "Dear Sir Cenarius, I am Modante Yongying. I wonder if you have discovered the changes in the entire world recently?"

Cenarius looked at the wizard with arcane aura in front of him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ closed his eyes, the green natural energy wrapped around him, and a breeze blew everyone. Modante was surprised to find himself Suddenly, the ground under my feet was full of flowers of various colors.

"In the name of nature! This kind of vitality is worthy of Sir Cenarius!" After Druid Delit Starblaze beside him sighed, the breeze disappeared and Cenarius opened his eyes. .

"Well, I agree with Tyrande." Cenarius looked at the elves in front of him, but before Tyrande and Modante were happy, Cenarius said his request again, "You can cooperate with them. , But they can only move around El'Thalas, and the Syndra you recruited before will leave Mount Hyjal and return to El'Thalas. In addition, El'Thalas must also be The Sisterhood of Elune is jointly managed with the druids."

Tyrande and Modant looked ugly, but they had no choice but to agree to Cenarius' request.

"Well, you can go back. I will let Remulos and Lunara lead some of my heirs to Ere'Thalas with you."