Azeroth’s Death Track

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"The battle of the quicksands, that was the war that took place 1,000 years ago, and the most dangerous war encountered by the Kadore civilization after the days of the ancient war, which was the most terrible buried deep under this land. Threat."

The high-end Druid Jana Deer Helmet sat in the conference room, and in front of her sat the magical illusion of the young kings from the human empire...

In the critical period of time when civilization is rebuilding, the kings have to deal with many things, even the night elf messengers who have always been cold and cold repeatedly stressed how terrible this crisis is, it cannot be the reason for the kings to leave political affairs and come to Baita Port. , They can only express their importance in this way. Fortunately, with the help of the magic books in the big library of Eresalas, the human mages have restored the magical communication of the upper elves, so that this "remote conference" "'S vision became a reality.

However, the newly created Grand Masters of Dalaran are gathered here. The users of these magical powers are still very interested in the historical stories of the night elves, and for the previous plan of the wingworm, the Master We saw another unique form of life, which made them very concerned about it.

It is worth mentioning that the archbishop Chaldean attacked by wingworms also appeared in the venue. The archbishop's arm was still bandaged, and the blood stains on the white bandage represented the danger of that attack.

"The history of the worms has a long history, and they have existed in this world for even longer than the night elves' history."

Mo Yana looked at the magical illusions in front of her eyes and the serious-looking mages. She opened the heavy books in her hands and looked at the records left by the first-generation elves. She said like chanting a psalm:

"When the elven empire civilization was in the ascendant... It was more than 1,000 years before the elven epoch was born. At that time, the most powerful civilization in the primitive world was the troll. Don’t be surprised. Human friends, the troll civilization used to be Very brilliant, even comparable to the Elven Empire. Before the rise of the Elven Empire, they were indeed the most powerful forces on this land."

"Our ancestors, the first-generation elves who lived in that period left a historical record about the war between trolls and worms. That was the first large-scale war between worms and other civilizations. They called themselves "Yaki "Empires", they live in dark tunnels beneath the earth, and for some reasons we have no way of knowing, the Aki Empire began to fight against the powerful troll civilization."

The high-end Druid turned the pages of the book. She glanced at the human in front of her. She explained:

"That was before 16000 years ago. At that time, the world had not been divided. All life was living on a complete continent. The Yakizin came in fiercely, and several powerful troll forces blamed each other, but until the Zerg When threatening the glorious Zandalari Mountains...that was the birthplace of the troll civilization, their most sacred territory, and the moment the Zerg reached the Zandalari Mountains, the trolls finally abandoned The contradiction between each other."

"Under the union of the most wise recorder of the trolls, the Zandalari troll sages, all trolls united and began a counterattack against the Yakiz."

"Wait, Ms. Mojana."

Archmage Modra stretched out her finger and interrupted Druid's complaint. She frowned and asked:

"The Zandalari you said in your mouth... is it the Zandalari trolls now living on the Zandalari Islands in the South China Sea? Did they already exist 16,000 years ago? I thought I met Those trolls who were there were bragging..."

"Yes, the human mage, the Zandalari trolls did exist 16,000 years ago. During the Elven Empire, Queen Azshara also met Zandalah’s Golden King several times. Those trolls recorded them. As the world changes in civilization, they are the supervisors and maintainers of troll civilization, and the knowledge they hold is very valuable."

Mo Yana explained the Zandalari trolls casually. After no one spoke, she began to tell the story of the Zerg.

"It goes without saying that the course of the war, after hundreds of years of war, the troll empire completely defeated the Yakizin, and wiped out the living power of a huge part of that terrible zombie empire, but the troll empire was exhausted. With the power, it fell apart shortly afterwards. This is the first battle between the Zerg and other civilizations, there is no winner..."

"And the battle of quicksand is the second battle in history."

The tone of the high-end Druid became serious:

"That was 1,000 years ago, when the Cenarion Circle wanted to improve the terrible natural environment of Silithus, that was the mission of the Druids, but after going deep into the great desert, we discovered that some should not exist. Things...descendants of the Aki Empire, those bugs...they lie dormant in the ground for more than ten thousand years, and when we found them, the worms had also detached from the original beast-shaped body, the strongest of them The most wise ones already have a form similar to mortals."

"They call themselves Zergman, Qiraji...No one knows what the name means, but Qiraji are not friendly, the observers of the Druids are killed, only the luckyest compatriots escape When they came back, they brought back the news that the Qiraji awakened. The Druids’ leader, my father Vandal. Deer Helmet went to Silithus to investigate, and saw the worm like a black torrent from underground. After rushing out and sweeping the whole desert of Silithus, he realized..."

Mo Yana's eyes narrowed, she looked at the kings in front of her, she said in a deep voice:

"Once the Qiraji people complete the war mobilization, they will use the southern end of the continent as a starting point to devour all the life of the continent all the way until the entire continent is brought under their dark rule, and then the entire world... The power of darkness, although we don’t know what that power is."

"In the face of this terrible threat, my father returned to Mount Hyjal at the fastest speed. He mobilized the night elves from the most powerful force after the battle of the ancients, including several great druids and goddesses of the moon The priests, sentinel legions, and our allies, tree monsters, guardians of the jungle, etc., we established the Cenarion fortress in the center of the great desert in Silithus to serve as the front line against the worms."

A trace of pride flashed on Mo Yana's face:

"My father, Deer Helm, commanded our most powerful army. In the desert, he faced the attack of the worms for several months. The Qiraji people feared to call him "Cassis", meaning "not "Shaking the hand of the earth", at that time, we thought that victory was close at hand, but it was a pity... something happened behind, something very sad."

The expression of the high-end Druid became sad. She took a few breaths and was about to speak. In the seat that belonged to Dalaran in front of her eyes, the impatient Warlock Kel'Thuzad who listened to the story was straightforward. Asked:

"But you still won, didn't you? This shows that the night elves have a way to deal with the Qiraji..."

"This is the problem, human friends."

Mo Yana glanced calmly at Kel'Thuzad, she closed the book in her hand and said to the illusion of the human mage and human king in front of her:

"We didn't win... to be precise, we lost, the night elf army was defeated, and tens of thousands of my compatriots were buried in the desert. At the most critical moment, we asked the dragons for help, red The dragons, green dragons, blue dragons and bronze dragons, the four giant dragon corps sent their most powerful forces, but even with the help of dragons, we still paid a terrible price to seal the worms in Healy. Behind the wall of Sousse’s beetle."

"Red Dragon, Green Dragon, Blue Dragon three dragons have lost their princes and princesses. More than 100 dragons died in the expulsion battle, and we finally sealed the worms. For the victorious party, we sealed them because we had no way to destroy them at the time, and we could only use this method in exchange for enough time... in order to find a solution that can completely solve its larvae in the future."

"Did you find it now?"

The illusion of human king Liam Greymane stood up, and he asked softly:

"Please, madam, please tell us good news. After listening to your story, I think I need good news now."

Mo Yana showed a helpless smile:

"I'm sorry, but human friends, orthodox druids have studied for a thousand years, but so far, we still haven't found the deadly weakness of the Qiraji people, which is why my father Druid deer helmet will send The reason why I came here, he knows better than anyone the Qiraji people’s threat to civilization, he told me to tell you that if you and the Zerg people need our help, then the Cenarion Circle... at least and Zerg people have a deer helmet family that does not share a common hatred, and will stand on your side."

"You said earlier that a thousand years ago, the dragon helped you seal the Zerg."

Archmage Jaina looked at Ms. Moyana’s eyes, and she asked:

"So, if humans and worms fight, will the dragon stand on our side?"

"Sorry, but..."

This time it wasn't the high-level Druid who spoke, but the silent watchman Mai Lin who was beside her. The latter said across the helmet and said:

"But I think they may not, so, humans, your trouble...big."

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"We must support those humans!"

While Mojana was discussing with the human kings, as far away as the Great Beast Cave in Mount Hyjal, the Druid Vandal. Deer Helmet was wearing his robe. He stood in the large Beaver Cave and heard of other news The incoming Druids shouted loudly:

"The attack of the worm man in the human empire means that the butchers 1000 years ago will appear again. The wall of the beetle can no longer stop them. The problem that has been deliberately ignored by us has been placed in front of you, we... It can no longer be considered as non-existent."

"Vandal, my brother, what you said makes sense."

In the natural halo of dissipation, Druid Shaw. The claw nodded and said:

"The tragic memory of the battle of the quicksand still remains in my heart. Although I am not concerned about the group of humans who have just arrived in Kalimdor, if they are about to be attacked by the worms, then we should stand on their side. , That is not a problem that can be solved by a single civilization, but before that, we must be fully prepared, and I am thinking about a problem."

A glance of doubt gleamed in the eyes of this powerful druid mastering cheetah transformation. He looked at Fandral Deer Helmet, and he asked:

"Why should the Zerg attack the human empire far away in the Flash Plain? There was no conflict before them, and speaking of hatred, shouldn't they advance against the Cenarion Hold in Silithus?"

"No one knows what the bugs are thinking! Perhaps the overactive exploration of humans has disturbed the bugs, but in any case, the war is coming, this time, Cadore will bury those nasty bugs in one fell swoop! "

Deer helmet Shen Sheng said:

"Those we lost, those pains entwined in our hearts, those past... we will end it all, and this time, we have the advantage... The human empire will be the front line against the worms. After they have attracted the attention of the bugs, maybe we can really go deep into the land of Silithus and kill the leader of the bugs."

"The cycle of disaster may be interrupted as a result."

"Calm down, deer helmet brothers."

Another gentle Druid Koda. Steelclaw's gentle voice came. This big Druid was good at the violent power of the giant bear, but besides fighting, she was a very patient leader, she and Vandal. The deer helmet is from the same era. She also experienced the battle of quicksand. She looked at the deer helmet's excited gesture and she persuaded:

"Even if we agree to join this war, we have to persuade the guardian of the moonlight woodland, Lord Remros. Without the help of the jungle guardian and the tree demon, it is difficult for us to organize a strong army, especially when we lose the bears After this important ally, and the Sentinel Corps and the Priest Corps are also busy cleaning up the devil scourge of Ashenvale..."

This female big druid showed a worry:

"Maybe, at this time, double-line combat is a wrong choice. Even with Kadore's powerful strength, it is difficult for us to shoulder two wars at the same time."

"Oh, if Tyrande is still a little sane, she knows where to stand."

Lu helmet sneered, he said:

"The demons of Ashenvale are indeed a big trouble, but the reaction of the high priest of the moon is a bit excessive. Those demons don't have enough backup. Compared with the trouble of the worms, the threat of the demons hiding in the shadow castle can be slightly Put it aside... I mean, we should focus on more complex and terrifying threats."

"Don't forget, Deer Helmet, Zergman really caused us a lot of trouble..."

The last speaker was an old and clumsy voice. In the halo of the power of nature, the deer helmet could clearly see the huge Druid's huge body. It was several meters high, and the whole body was made of strong and strong The old trunk is composed of two bright candlelights hanging between the lush orange leaves above the head, and between the leaves, on the trunk, there are a pair of blue eyes.

This is an ancient tree, an ancient tree of knowledge that lived from the birth of the elves to the present. It is called Erosel, and it is an important leader of the entire Cenarion Circle. Other druids respect it as "Inheritance Grand Druid" "Israel", the entire Cenarion Circle, was established and developed under the watch of Elosell.

At this time, the old tree, which had experienced a long period of time and had enough wisdom, trembled and said:

"But don’t forget the invasion of demons ten thousand years ago, the battle of the ancients, the tragic... you also experienced that war, compared with the demons, the threat of the worms is not so terrible...Deer helmet, you Need to calm down, the tragedy of Vastein is still affecting you, you should..."

"Don't mention my son before me!"

The roar of the deer helmet resounded through the entire den in one moment. He seemed to be enraged:

"Don't mention that thing! The death of my son's battle has nothing to do with this matter! The war between the worms and humans... has nothing to do with Vastein!"

"I'm calm... don't provoke me!"

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