Menethil's Power

Chapter 224 Seradashir

The next morning, after the golden sun had painted the tops of the forest with the same color, a party of Gryphon Riders set off from the Eagle's Nest and flew northward.

Falstad never spoke big words. He really brought the most elite and most combative warriors of the Wildhammer to accompany the Prince of Lordaeron. This made Isaacs feel like going to a grand feast, as if he was about to The druids who met were going to turn him into the fertilizer of nature.

The distance was much farther than expected, and a few hours later, there was still a verdant forest in the field of vision, which gave Isaacs the illusion that he had never moved. "Are we almost flying to the border of the Hinterlands?" He shouted to Falstad not far away.

The dwarf made a reassuring gesture to him from the air, "We're almost there, buddy!"

Coming?Isaacs looked at the still boundless forest in front of him, and doubts arose in his heart, and then he suddenly found that the dwarf in front suddenly passed through a barrier like a transparent water curtain. , the unstoppable inertia brought him across the past as well.

Nothing unusual, the barrier didn't even have any sense of touch, but the scene in front of Isaacs has completely changed, the endless forest disappeared, replaced by a giant tree, this is a giant tree in the true sense, its height It has surpassed the mountain peak, and the shade of trees blocks out the sky.

Isaacs understood instantly that what he was passing through was a simple illusion barrier, and what this illusion concealed was the miracle of Azeroth—the World Tree.

That's right, this is obviously the stronghold of the druids in the Eastern Kingdom, and it's no wonder they would ask to negotiate here.

There was silence around the World Tree, and some small animals could be seen faintly, but apart from the rustling sound of the wind passing by the leaves, not even the names of insects could be heard.

"How about it, is it shocking?" Falstad manipulated Swift Wing to come to Isaacs' side, "When Kurdran brought me here, I was so shocked that I almost fell."

"Quite spectacular indeed," Isaacs marvels, but then catches a bit from Falstad's words, "Have you ever been here?"

Falstad shrugged. "When you know your neighbor is a dragon, you should pay a visit anyway."

Quite a reasonable sentence, but the premise is to have the ability to overthrow a dragon.

The arrival of this group of Griffin Knights was obviously trespassing, but not only did it not trigger any defense mechanism, even no one came to question it, as if the Druids had no sense of defense.

Isaacs was a little dumbfounded, "Where is the owner here? How can we find him?"

"By shouting." Falstad said very seriously.

This is really a primitive and effective way of information communication. Isaacs said that he had nothing to say, and he couldn't shout out after several attempts, so he could only signal Falstad to help.

In contrast, the dwarf didn't have any stage fright, so he directly raised his voice, "Come out, Ysondre! The Wildhammer dwarves have something to ask for you!" The sound waves rolled out, startling the birds in the forest.

The reaction was very strong, and Isaacs immediately felt the energy fluctuations. Light green and somewhat transparent energy rose from the World Tree, condensing into an illusory emerald green energy giant dragon phantom.

"We have an agreement, dwarves, you should not enter here." The giant dragon phantom made a gender-indistinguishable but very majestic voice, and it seemed that these uninvited guests were not very welcome.

Isaacs knew that it was his turn to speak at this time, so he urged Xue Yi to come forward. This big snow-white bird and other griffins who had experienced the second war had nothing to fear from the dragon, the overlord of the sky. Feeling, basically to the point where it is absolutely unambiguous to say hands-on.

"Your Excellency Ysondre, I am Isaacs Menethil of Lordaeron, and your druid friends have invited me to meet here."

"Your Excellency?" Isaacs' words seemed to have touched some taboo, and Ysondre suddenly became a little irritable, "Is my name so masculine?" Her voice became normal at this time, returning to that A soft female voice.

Isaacs was embarrassed. The names of the dragons were quite weird, and they were often very similar, which made it difficult to distinguish them. He really thought that Ysondre was a male green dragon.

But there is still time to remedy it, so Isaacs immediately explained: "'Your Excellency' is just an honorific title, regardless of gender, respected Ms. Isendre."

Ysondre, who still didn't show his face but only maintained a phantom of a giant dragon, snorted and seemed to accept the statement, "Tell me, what are you doing here?"

I said it just now, okay?Isaacs got dizzy for a while, but could only repeat it one more time.

"Druid friend? What's the matter." However, Isendre categorically denied Isaacs' statement. At the same time, the green dragon yawned heavily, "I didn't expect that I would be sleepy again after being awake for a while. You had better leave as soon as possible, or all the Hinterlands will tremble when I sleep."

The corner of Isaacs' mouth twitched faintly. Could it be that the green dragons in charge of the Emerald Dream are all sleepy bugs?He felt that he should try his best, "The one who invited me is the Cenarion Council, there should be at least one female druid of the dark night and one ancient spirit."

"The ancient spirit?" Isoldere seemed a little hesitant, but soon thought of something, "I seem to have seen it before the last hibernation, it's Elsie and Bernard... let me see ...Wow! They are still here, it seems that my dormancy didn't last too long, I thought it would be another few decades..."

The green dragon muttered, "It seems that you are right, come on, Issox of Lordaeron, your friends should have been waiting for you for a long time."

The shadow of the illusory dragon waved its claws, and a new barrier suddenly appeared in the area around the World Tree. This barrier should have been hidden before, and it was no longer a simple concealment function, because this barrier It is light blue, and some elves can be faintly seen flowing in this barrier.

The elves have always been the most magical existence among the night elves. Their origin has always been a mystery. There is a saying that they are the souls of the night elves after death. However, the number of elves far exceeds the number of night elves who have died over the years. But one thing is for sure, pixies are by no means as harmless as they appear.

The future Archimonde will have a say in this aspect.

"Well, my name is Isaacs." The young prince corrected very seriously, and he let Snowwing land, and Falstad just wanted to follow him, but was stopped, "Only those who are invited can enter .”

The dwarf shrugged his shoulders, "That's a pity, I wanted to see the difference between the real green dragon and the red dragon." He turned to look at Isaacs, "Do you really trust her?"

Isaacs nodded, "I don't think I need to worry about my safety at all."

"That's fine. We'll wait outside and let us know if there's anything." Falstad led Xue Wing and other Griffin Knights across the border of Seradan and went outside.

The feeling of looking at the World Tree on the ground is completely different from looking down from the sky. Only when the ground is on the ground, mortals will feel their own insignificance. Isaacs restrained his curiosity to touch those elves, and walked through it carefully.

The natural atmosphere inside the barrier suddenly increased several levels, but there were no tall plants around the World Tree, and Isaacs' eyes were directly attracted by the emerald green dragon crouching on a branch.

Obviously, that was Ysondre's real body.

The only dragon that Isaacs has actually seen is Kristaza. After comparing the two, Isaacs thinks that his "spouse" is more beautiful than Isendre. Of course, judging dragons with human eyes has no reference.

Ysondre should be awake now, but she was still crouched motionless, with her eyes closed, controlling a phantom of a giant dragon with only her thoughts.Isaacs didn't know if it was a special way of cultivation or pure laziness, anyway, it was a green dragon.

"The person you want to meet is on the second branch to the east of Seradashir. She has arrived." Ysondre's voice sounded, but her body was still sleeping.

The future Teldrassil can even be made into Darnassus, the main city of the night elves. Seradashir does not seem to be able to reach that level, but it is still more than enough to support a village.

Isaacs turned around, and sure enough, he saw the familiar lavender raven. It had been two months since Elsie hadn't seen any changes. When he transformed into a human form, Isaacs noticed the oak staff in her hand.

Bernard's spirit body emerged from the oak staff, "I'm so glad to see you, old friend." The ancient spirit greeted.

"You call me 'old friend' because you met me 1 years ago?" Isaacs decided to cut to the chase.

"In a sense yes, but you should know I can't say much."

Sure enough, Isaacs couldn't help lamenting that he didn't understand the idea of ​​a certain bronze dragon. He sent himself to this time and space to change some established history, so what happened to participating in the battle of the ancients 1 years ago? thing?You must know that there will be a group of local traversers going to that time and space, and they are doing a good job, so there is nothing to interfere with.

But now is not the time to think about these things, "Since you are all in the Eastern Kingdom, why do we have to meet here?" asked the young prince.

"Because planting the World Tree is a very prudent matter, even I cannot make the decision alone, and I must seek the opinion of another Archdruid." Bernard said, and revealed that he was in the Cenarion Council. level, "You came just in time, she will be here soon."

As soon as Bernard finished speaking, an emerald green portal suddenly appeared at the bottom of Serradashir, and then a tall female night elf druid appeared. It doesn't look like a mess.

In terms of appearance, it is far worse than Elsie.Isaacs had always thought that Elsie was just beautiful because he had seen a large number of high elves and Christraza before, but referring to this, Isaacs realized that Elsie should be called She must be a beauty at the same level as Tyrande.

"The principle of the Druid's teleportation spell is to travel through the Emerald Dream. The Emerald Dream and the real world correspond one-to-one. In the Emerald Dream, the Druid can reach any place at an extremely fast speed." Bernard explained.

"Is this the promising mortal you mentioned, Bernard?" asked the female night elf druid who had just appeared, "I am the archdruid Elerethe Reveral."

The same title of "mortal" comes out of Christasa's mouth, showing that kind of arrogant attitude. However, Isaacs feels a pure sense of superiority when he speaks of Eleary, but this is also normal. At present The night elves, who still enjoy eternal life, consider themselves the defenders of the entire Azeroth, so they will naturally show contempt for humans who only have a lifespan of a hundred years.

"Hello, respected Archdruid." Eskars said neither humble nor humble.

"I know what you think, and we can also feel your respect for Cenarion." Elerethe seemed to be very talkative, "We are willing to give you a branch of Seradashir to cultivate a A new World Tree, of course, the cost must be borne by you..."

"Wait a minute." Isaacs frowned, "The branch of Seradashir? Shouldn't it be Nordrassil?"

Nordrassil is the world tree that was planted on the Well of Eternity to give the night elves eternal life. Other world trees are just derivatives of it. Seradashir is a relatively young tree. The difference between the two branches is But it's getting bigger, Isaacs suspects that if the Seradashir paper is used, it may be just an ordinary oak tree.

"Your request is only to increase food production, and the branches of Seradashir are enough for this effect." Elerethe pointed out.

Isaacs sighed, these druids cannot be seduced by benefits, at least Isaacs has not yet mastered the benefits that can tempt these druids, so he knows that he must tell some truths, "Simple To put it bluntly, I have seen some fragments of the future, I have seen plagues raging among humans, I have seen endless darkness engulfing this northern continent, and finally spreading to the entire world..."

His sister described it, showing that sense of elusiveness, hoping to bluff the Druid.

However, Elerethe's insight is obviously not what Isaacs can imagine. "What you saw? A human being has the ability to foresee the future? Are you a prophet?"

"In a sense, yes," said Isaacs firmly.I could even tell you the fate of your future self, corrupted by nightmares and killed by twenty adventurers.He said in his heart.

"Perhaps, but a few words can't prove anything. Nordrassil's branch is too precious, and theoretically it is impossible to hand it over to mortals." Elerethe was unmoved.

Isaacs was helpless, the planting of the World Tree was very important, and it was directly related to Lordaeron's resistance to natural disasters and plagues, so he could not give up no matter what.Just when he was thinking about whether to pretend to be a magic stick to break the news of the Cenarion Council, Ysondre suddenly broke into the conversation.

"His words are believable, because I feel the breath of the sands of time in him, it is hard to imagine how high those mysterious guys trust you, so they will give you such an important thing .” Although the eyes of the green dragon were still closed, Isaacs knew that the second part of her sentence was to himself.

"They are... closely related to me." Although I have never seen a live bronze dragon so far, Isaacs still said very firmly.

"And judging by your physical fitness, it seems that you have received the essence of the red dragon?" Isendre asked.

"That's right, I am the consort of Christasa, the daughter of the Life-Binder." Isaacs admitted generously.

"It's amazing. I didn't expect that little guy to be willing to accept a mortal spouse. Time flies. The last time I saw her was just a young dragon." Essendre seemed to find it very interesting, and seemed to be no longer so indifferent to Isaacs Yes, after all, the relationship between the red dragon and the green dragon is very good.

"Being able to gain the trust of the red dragon and the bronze dragon shows that he undoubtedly protects Azeroth's position. I think his request can be met." Yisendre said directly.

This came as a surprise to Isaacs, who hadn't expected the green dragon's support so easily.
As one of the dream guardians, Ysondre's status was obviously higher than that of the Archdruid, so Elerethe couldn't even refute it directly.

"Then it's two to one now, Elerethe, I will definitely support my old friend." Bernard said.

The female arch druid was silent, and finally could only reluctantly nodded, "Then I have no objection, but I still maintain the opinion that mortals should not be trusted."

"That's fine." Bernard automatically ignored the latter sentence, and turned to look at Isaacs, "A live Nordrassil branch will be delivered soon, and at the same time there will be a batch of Drew Yi helps you plant it and build a channel to communicate with the Emerald Dream."

"The Emerald Dream? Is it possible not to have contact with it?" Isaacs asked. The corruption of the Emerald Dream has always been a huge problem, and the ancient god N'Zoth has always been eyeing it.

In the original timeline, neither the archdruid Elerethe nor the green dragon Isoldere could escape the fate of being completely corrupted. Naturally, Isaacs did not want to cause Lordaeron any more trouble. .

"I'm afraid it won't work." Bernard directly denied: "The Emerald Dream is the most important way for the World Trees to connect with each other and obtain energy. It is very important."

Isaacs expressed his regret, but even if the nightmare is corrupted, it will be a long time later, and we can't give up eating because of choking. Dealing with natural disasters and plagues is the most urgent problem for Lordaeron.

(End of this chapter)