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The next morning, near the top of Mount Hyjal.

Night elves, orcs, and humans gathered together to deploy their defenses...

There is only one winding road leading to Teldrassil, the World Tree. The coalition forces protecting Azeroth have set up three solid lines of defense.

The first line of defense is the foot of the mountain guarded by humans. Jaina has never participated in a war, so she relies more on Sylvanas. The female elf disappeared for a day, but fortunately she came back early and suggested that

A not-so-high city wall was built on the defense line, and combined with the steep mountains on both sides, a narrow pass could be formed, which was conducive to defense.

The second line of defense is the orc camp. Thrall chose to guard the mountainside. The chief thought more. In addition to setting up wooden stakes, he also sent some Darkspear trolls to lay traps in the camp. And his advisors also

Much more than Jaina, the tauren chieftain Cairne Bloodhoof and the troll leader Vol'jin both came up with far-sighted ideas.

The third line of defense is on the top of the mountain not far from the World Tree. The night elves have already assembled. The sentries and druids have formed a huge force, the number even exceeds that of humans and orcs combined. Plus they

There are also huge ancient war trees. No matter how you look at it, this line of defense is the strongest.

Taking advantage of the extra time, the leaders of the coalition held a final meeting.

Tribal Chief Thrall, High Priestess Tyrande, and Archdruid Malfurion have already met, but they must wait carefully for Jaina Proudmoore. The female mage has not yet arrived, which is frustrating.

I can't help but worry. At this critical moment, any mistake in any link may have catastrophic consequences.

The atmosphere was quiet and tense until Jaina used a teleportation spell to appear in front of the orcs and elves.

"I'm sorry, I'm late." The female mage gasped, but she believed that there should be no time to correct this bad habit that was difficult for her to change, so she got down to business. "As I feared, Archimonde and him

The demons have begun to attack here! They may arrive at any time."

Compared to her nervousness, Malfurion Stormrage seemed very calm, revealing his wisdom in every word. "Ten thousand years ago, we night elves defeated the Burning Legion. Although the world was shattered after that, we

We can also be liberated and spend our immortal years in peace surrounded by the World Tree."

Jaina blinked, immortal life? So the two night elf leaders standing in front of her have survived in this world for tens of thousands of years?

"We are the guardians of the World Tree, through which we have gained supernatural immortal life and powerful power. Now, it is finally our turn to return this power."

Malfurion's words clearly made Tyrande feel uneasy. As the leader of the night elves, Tyrande must issue a message on behalf of all people even if she puts aside her own selfishness.

"You know that we will grow old like mortals." She naturally caught Malfurion's eyes when she spoke. "Our natural strength will also be lost with time."

Malfurion had already thought of Tyrande's worries. His lover was not trying to persuade him to give up the idea, but was asking him implicitly about the way out. In fact, it was not just Tyrande. Malfurion knew that in all this,

After it is over, more people will definitely come to him for guidance.

"If pride allows us to stop, my love, maybe we have lived too long. I will go to the mountain top and prepare our defenses there, no matter what fate comes, my love, please remember...the union of your soul and mine

It’s eternal.”

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"There are no guards here?" Nathanos asked in surprise. Medivh brought him here in order to obtain the spring water of the Well of Eternity. Although Nathanos did not ask, Medivh still told him many things, including

Including the Well of Eternity and the origin of Teldrassil, the World Tree.

"Their attention is focused on the Burning Legion." Medivh walked past Nathanos and led the way.

"I remember you said that the Legion's minions are endless. So, isn't the resistance of the night elves in vain?"

"I just told you about the War of the Ancients before I came here." Medivh walked to a tree and put his hand on the rough bark. He could feel that every life here contained the purest magic.

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"But there is no second Well of Eternity in Azeroth." Nathanos snorted and understood immediately. She raised her head to look at the huge roots of the World Tree in front of her on the top of the mountain. Medivh

He nodded to him, confirming his idea - the night elves would use this tree to deal with the Burning Legion, just like they did ten thousand years ago.

"Does this tree really have the power to defeat the Legion? And since the Burning Legion has already experienced a defeat, will they make the same mistake again?"

"Don't underestimate the power of the Well of Eternity. This tree is actually a seal, used to lock the magic spring water at the base of the tree."

"I know that what Archimonde really wants is the spring water under the tree roots, and the night elves also need the power of the spring water to deal with the demons, but what will they do?"

Nathanos' question hit the nail on the head, but Medivh did not give a comprehensive explanation. He just told him that the current World Tree is a bomb.

What was it that set off the bomb?

During the rest of the journey, Medivh became a completely different person compared to before, becoming extremely quiet.

"Here we are!"

Arrived? Nathanos raised his head. They had arrived under the World Tree. Somehow, he always felt that this tree exuded a faint and soft light. Anyone who stayed under the tree could feel the light of life.

It was valuable, but he couldn't feel it.

"What are you going to do? It's impossible to dig up this tree."

"Of course it's impossible." Medivh shook his head, "Tens of thousands of years have passed, and this tree has absorbed a lot of magical energy. Illidan Stormrage used three bottles of water from the Well of Eternity here."

Two of the Guardian's three sentences were about recalling the past. Nathanos was a little tired, but now he crossed his arms and said: "You have told me, this is also the reason why Illidan has been imprisoned for ten thousand years.

.”

"Then do you know where the Sunwell came from?"

"Isn't it created by Dath'Remar Sunstrider, the first king of Quel'Thalas?"

"A mortal does not have such ability. After all, the Sunwell... also comes from the power of the spring water of the Well of Eternity."

"What?" Nathanos was surprised.
Chapter completed!