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Nathanos kept running, leaving his shoe prints in the watery mud. He couldn't understand it, and he couldn't understand it at all. Why did Malfurion treat his brother like this?

When Illidan left, he wanted to follow up and find out what was going on, to ask that... demon, why didn't he try to win the trust of his people? Why did he accept the banishment trial without any resistance? He even said...

Why didn't he attack Malfurion, the guy who couldn't tell whether he was an elf or a beast?

He did not go, did not look for Illidan. The being who whispered to him only asked him to witness Illidan's fate.

Why do you do this? What’s the point of doing this?

More and more questions forced him to rush to his next destination-Mount Hyjal. He had to find that person.

Two days later, in the quiet woods of Hyjal Mountains.

This place has not yet been invaded by demons, and Nordrassil, the world tree that reaches straight into the sky, still stands intact on the top of the mountain. But who knows what will happen next?

Tyrande and Malfurion arrived here, they had arrived a few hours ago. The night elves' Priestess of the Moon did not have the patience to meditate for hours like the druids. Especially at such an emergency moment.

"We are almost out of time." Tyrande finally couldn't help but said to Malfurion. The moment she spoke, her lover also opened his eyes. "Malfurion, why did you bring me here? We are now

Mount Hyjal should be well defended, the Burning Legion is coming soon."

The archdruid explained calmly: "Last night, I had a very strange dream. A raven talked to me and asked me to bring this place."

Malfurion also had confusion in his eyes. What kind of thing led him here?

"We were also summoned here." Two more figures came on the path in front of the two night elves, and the one wearing black armor shouted loudly.

Priestess Tyrande immediately became vigilant after seeing their appearance, but the right to speak was held by her lover Malfurion.

"Who are you, outsiders?"

"My name is Thrall, son of Durotan, leader of the tribe." The orc chief sitting on the back of the wolf introduced himself. Next was the petite-looking girl beside him. Unlike Thrall, Jaina grew up riding a horse.

He jumped off his back and bowed slightly to the two leaders of the night elves.

"I am Jaina Proudmoore, leader of the human survivors in Lordaeron."

Horde?Lordaeron?

Malfurion and Tyrande had never heard of these two words, but they both knew the alien race standing in front of them.

Unlike the druid's confusion, the priestess showed more hostility.

"You are not welcome here." Tyrande warned in a low voice, and Thrall and Jaina's appearance here made her feel uneasy. She wondered if this was a trap. However, when she looked at the woods, there was no sound.

When it was abnormal, she breathed a sigh of relief. Malfurion's dream did not bring them into danger.

It wasn't that she didn't look carefully, but that the hidden person was well hidden. Nathanos quietly pushed aside the bushes that blocked his view. The mysterious man asked him to meet here. He originally planned to show up and wait for him.

, but after thinking about it, just in case, he chose to hide temporarily and observe the situation. Now it seems that his decision was very wise. Malfurion and Tyrande were the first to arrive here, which surprised him very much.

He doubted whether the being who conveyed the message to him was Malfurion. But that druid was not powerful in any way, at least not powerful enough to help him relieve the Lich King's control.

Then that person was not Malfurion, but he and Tyrande did appear here. Nathanos began to wonder if the person who conveyed the message had also found someone else? Later Thrall and Jaina appeared here

This further proves his judgment.

When he saw Jaina, Nathanos was startled. He remembered this female magician, and he seemed to remember some agreement he had made with her, but he couldn't remember what it was.

What are they meeting here to do? Nathanos thought, he was curious about all unknown things in life, but after death? Such interest has disappeared, but some of his abilities have been strengthened, such as hearing

!

Someone was slowly approaching on her left. Even though she lowered her footsteps, they still couldn't escape Nathanos's ears. Moreover, the scent of roses floating in the lush forest really made Nathanos a little afraid to compliment him.

of carelessness.

The right corner of his mouth rose, mentally calculating how long it would take to kill the other party. Then he realized that he couldn't do that because it would alert the four leaders who were talking in the distance.

Then play the prey for a while!

Nathanos' forward body suddenly fell backwards and lay flat on his back. He firmly believed that he had disappeared from the opponent's sight. Then he suddenly turned around, crawled on the ground, and after moving forward slightly for a few times, he immediately

Get up and run away from here.

"Damn it!"

Sylvanas saw the black figure trying to sneak away, and she chased after him.

When the chase between the two began, a raven flew from the sky to the ground and landed next to Jaina. It immediately attracted Malfurion's attention.

Then it became a pedestrian line…

"Please listen to me, priestess." The prophet spoke first, leaving Tyrande's surprise and confusion in her throat. "They are here to help you deal with the Burning Legion."

"You are the existence in my dream." Malfurion recognized him, "But who are you? Why do you do this?"

The prophet raised his head and faced the Archdruid, and said with a slight pause: "I... am the reason why the Burning Legion returned."

As soon as these words came out, everyone had expressions as if they were seeing the sun rising from the west.

"Years ago, I brought the orcs into this world. Then, I opened the way for the demons." The prophet looked at Thrall with a shameful smile on his face, and then turned this expression to Jaina's eyes, "

Because of the terrible mistake I made, I was killed by the person I cared about most, so this is my retribution."

"But my death did not bring the end. The war is still spreading on the Eastern Continent, and the civilization there is almost extinct."

Jaina slowly opened her eyes wide and stopped breathing. She already knew who this prophet was, but she couldn't believe it. That person should have died long ago.

"Now, after a long wait, I am back here to correct my sins. I... am Medivh, the last guardian."

Holy light, Jaina shouted in her heart.

"I'm here to tell you that the only way to survive in this world today is to unite to deal with the evil that seeks to devour all life."

He finished speaking. This was really unbelievable, especially for Jaina, who was exposed to magic. Except for Medivh, no one here understood the weight of the word "Guardian" better than her.

Although there were still many things he wanted to explain, and although Thrall and the two night elf leaders were still confused, he did not have time to stay here.

"Jaina, I believe you can explain the answers to some questions to them." Medivh smiled at the young female mage, "And I must leave. There is still a noble soul here that needs to be saved."
Chapter completed!