Stormwind God

The former guardian, who has lost almost all his power, can only be a prophet. Medivh once thought about how to persuade a leader who has been stuck in his own world for nearly 10,000 years.

This is not an easy task.

Unlike the former Quel'Thalas, the high elves are still reluctant to associate with human society. The night elves are completely closed, and all the ecological cycles of the entire society are a complete closed loop.

No need to communicate with the outside world.

No need to buy anything or supplies from outside.

What they need is the most natural forest ecological cycle.

Rejecting any new civilization, even cutting down a tree to build a house must immediately plant a tree.

So when Medivh found Tyrande very open-minded to ask about Archmond's direction and military situation, Medivh was relieved.

"This is the reincarnation of thousands of years. The goal of the Burning Legion is the Well of Eternity, which is certain. At the moment when the guardian dragon is not idle, the night elves alone cannot keep the Well of Eternity, and must join the tribe and alliance ..."

Well, here is the story of an Agile hero playing an intellectual hero.

first round.

"No, I think our night elves have been preparing for this battle nine thousand years ago, and we can fully cope with the Burning Legion." Tyrande said.

"Since you are confident that you can handle it, why not add two more tiers of insurance?"

Tyrande made the [proposition], and Medivh smashed [the main proposition], which was more sharply worded.

Tyrande lost.

second round.

"Increasing your strength is not a good idea, and it is likely to cause confusion. The night elves are very different from orcs and humans."

"It doesn't matter, all other places are under the guardianship of the mountain range, and Shanghai Gard has only one path, which allows orcs or humans to stay in front of each other. Consumes the strength of the Burning Legion."

Tyrande played the "big claim", and Medivh went directly [counter argument].

Tyrande lost again.

The third round.

Tyrande was a bit weak-hearted: "I don't think humans and orcs can resist Archimonde."

Medivh: "Are the night elves alone sure of Archimonde?"

Tyrande played [concentrated] for language defense, and Medivh directly [provoked].

Tyrande lost again.

"According to you, once you were possessed by Sargeras, you started these evils. I want to ask, why do we believe a prophet who was once possessed by the Demon King?"

In the fourth round, Tyrande finally stabbed Medivh by [inverse].

However, this is just a return to light.

"That was a thing of the past, and the heroes of the Alliance helped me complete the redemption ..." It was clear that Tyrande had been beaten in a tongue-in-cheek battle, and the guy Medivh directly opened [Remembrance Kill] directly.

"Still remember! In the battle of ancient times, it was the five guardian dragons who tried their best to destroy the demons like the stars in the sky ..."

Tyrande's psychological slot, which is the physical strength in the tongue battle, was directly emptied.

Well, anyway during the half-hour meeting, Tyrande, the agile hero, was kneeling and kneeling in the tongue battle. Finally, he made up his mind to prepare for the whole battle and accepted Medivh's suggestion in full.

Fighting the Burning Legion is definitely not an easy task.

After sending away Medivh, Tyrande's first thought was to awaken his little Druid Malfurion * Stormrage.

Under the guidance of the druid's patron saint, Cenarius the demigod, the respectable Malfurion Stormrage has been protecting the night elves from demons for nearly 10,000 years.

In the Battle of the Ancients, Malfurion and other heroes, in order to protect all life of Azeroth, resisted the terrible burning legion, among them his hair Tyrande Whisperwind and his brother Illidan.

After defeating the demon, he worked hard to lead the night elves out of their homeland destroyed by the Burning Legion, rebuild their home near Mount Hyjal, and supervised the growth of the world tree Nordrassil.

The guardian dragon Ysera connects Nordrassil with the Emerald Dream. It is a reflection of Azeroth without war and not affected by ordinary beings, and allows all druids, including Malfurion, to enter. This country. Malfurion and other druids have been exploring this dream for thousands of years.

"Well, it's time to wake him and the other druids."

If possible, Tyrande didn't want to face Malfurion directly, because it would cause embarrassment.

How to describe her relationship with Malfurion, it should be more than friends, but the lovers are not satisfied. If it hadn't happened that 10,000 years ago, perhaps she would have chosen Malfurion as her partner among the brothers Illidan and Malfurion who were both young.

but……

"Well," Tyrande looked at her delicate scull reflection in the pond next to her, and suddenly sighed, "Now is not the time to be tangled in this ..."

It is not too difficult to lead a race that advocates nature and peace, and the extremely closed race is troublesome. She can do it alone. When it comes to dealing with the Burning Legion that was defeated by the power of all the dragons that guarded the dragon in the past, even if it was an incomplete Armond, it was not something Tyrande could do.

"Meland!" Tyrande's voice crossed the space and spread outside the reception hall.

Soon, a high priestess with a purple ponytail braid appeared at the door: "Are you calling me? Lord High Priest!"

"Call the sentry! I'm going to wake Malfurion tonight!"

As one of Tyrande's confidantes, Merland immediately understood the importance of the situation. The high-end ritual with two special purple facial patterns that painted the eyes and cheeks from the left and right eye corners immediately bowed back.

The next moment, there was a short musical sound in the temple, and only the guard of the moon temple understood the meaning.

The night was getting dark. When the new moon started, Merland had brought a team of 500 guards who were quickly assembled and armed, waiting for Tyrande at the gate of the temple.

Tyrande is satisfied.

Appearing at the gate, she was already dressed up and looked even more heroic.

The moon-shaped exquisite armor is full of crooked silver carvings. This is not simply aesthetic. If you look closely, you will find that each carving is actually constructed by a crescent pattern. These large and small crescent moons contain the mysterious power of the moon goddess Elune.

Tyrande stepped on the steps at the entrance of the hall, and could clearly feel that the soft light of the moon fluttering from the wind was absorbed by the mysterious runes on her armor.

That's the power of Luna!

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