Chapter 24 Chapter 23: The Reborn Teldrassil

Harveys.Malfurion will never forget this loyal servant of Queen Azshara.Lord Harveys, once provided Azshara's mages with spells, and these mages used these spells to open the way for the Burning Legion.Harveys serves as the primary contact between the Burning Legion's vanguard and Queen Azshara. Malfurion never expected to face him again.He was first defeated during the War of the Ancients, when Harveys opened the gateway to Azeroth for the Burning Legion.Malfurion, his druid was so powerful that he set off a hurricane that burned Harves to ashes, and finally melted the rain.Finally, release a thunderous roar, gradually crushing it.Malfurion could still recall Harveys' distorted face—especially his evil, magical black eyes streaked with rubies.The archdruid remembered the advisor's final scream.

Since then, Harveys has ceased to exist. But his defenders underestimated the power of the dark titan Sargeras.He punished the advisor for his failure by torturing the last of Harveth's disembodied souls for a long time after he obtained them.But the Dark Titan Sargeras ended up reshaping him, making him even scarier.Harveys was reincarnated as the half-human, half-beast—the first satyr, the enemy of the night elves ever since—and his malevolent thoughts transformed him into new, terrifying creatures. Afterwards, Malfurion nearly lost Tyrande to Harveys and his fellow wizards.In the end, Malfurion used the power of Azeroth to seal the satyr in order to prevent Harveys from escaping death again.Despite Harveth's constant struggles, Malfurion then turned his foe into a harmless tree.

For a long time he thought he had turned into a tree.But this demon has been lurking in the world of Azeroth and has become more corrupt, but Malfurion is completely unaware. Annoyed at his mistake, Malfurion, cat-shaped again, clamped his jaws around the tree trunk, and rushed back to Darnassus.He blamed himself deeply for the current situation, but why did Harveys survive for so long and become the king of nightmares? However, this problem should be put aside for the time being, when he entered the capital, he changed back again.Darnassus was destroyed, mostly by fallen branches of great trees.The Nightmare Servant's victim collapsed to the ground.The Sentinels of the Sisterhood of Elune(1) are looking for any way to help them.

He found Shandris Feathermoon.The general looked tired, but persevered.Unfortunately, she doesn't realize that danger is still around them. "Shandris Feathermoon!" She turned her head sharply when she heard his voice. "Malfurion!" cried the general, saluting him with great respect.It seems that the mood is relaxed a lot. "It's good that you're safe and sound!" She noticed his brow furrowed as he clutched the unreleased tree trunk with both hands. "what is this?" "This is the unclean thing spreading in Teldrassil!" The archdruid replied hastily. "But let's stop talking about ourselves now! Darnassus must be purified! The World Tree has been tortured: only a small part of the destroyed tree is left to support it! For everyone's safety! They must leave!"

To emphasize the point, another thunderous tear echoed through Darnassus.The city shook.Teldrassil still stands, but not necessarily the capital city. "I'll get this done!" Shandris promised. "I'll take care of the druid." Malfurion said when they parted. "We can do something to avoid it...but I can't promise..." "clear!" A voice of pain came from somewhere, a voice full of disorientation.Malfurion looked around at each of the victims. Unlike their voices, it seemed to be coming from an unexpected direction. He walked to where the sound came from, and he saw the source of the sound.Blore went first, Hamuul followed.

That never-ending cry came from Fandral.His eyes dimmed, and the archdruid kept crying his son's name.He begged Valastan to come back to him. Two other druids held his hand, and he staggered, still muttering about his son.Behind them, the other druid brothers led a small team...they were the ones who supported Fandral and stood by him.Malfurion now knew exactly what to do with these people.There is a place in Moonglade where the sick or insane can be recuperated.For those who followed Fandral, there was still hope for recovery. However, as he watched Valastan's father, Malfurion wondered if Fandral could ever be healed.Between nightmares and his own personal ambitions, the mad archdruid seemed lost forever.

Malfurion met Blore and gave him the same warning as Shandris.Blore nodded, expressing his understanding, but his eyes looked at the horrible tree trunk, which kept changing and extending.Malfurion finally told Blore his own guesses. "Haves..." Blore didn't know the name, but when Malfurion said it, he already felt the incomparable anger and fear in the arch druid's voice. "The druids must help everyone get out of here, and then prepare to obey me. There is not much time left, so they must hurry!" "What do you wish to do?" Malfurion looked at the tiny branch, and shouted with all his strength, almost at the top of his voice.He broke off the branch in a fit of anger, and a thick and dirty liquid flowed out from the middle.

"What I have to do. We have to do." Malfurion said, and quickly asked for a torch.He kept the smaller fallen limb and burned the larger one with fire.In the blink of an eye, it was reduced to ashes and blown away by the wind. "Ready?" he asked Blore. "Of course, my mentor! I—" But Malfurion had already transformed and rushed into the sky. Although Tyrande had become unconscious during the previous battle, she could already hear who was speaking.She knows everything. "You can't..." she said. This huge shadow, the bone-like tree twisted and twisted among the three people.The High Priestess suddenly felt her chest tighten, and although she reached for it, nothing could dislodge it.Tyrande noticed that Luken and Sora had the same reaction.

I can and always will be... Tyrande Whisperwind... I am the nightmare and the nightmare is me... We are eternal... Azeroth will always be a part of us... "Never!" she prayed to Elune, the light of the Moon Goddess filling her.Tyrande immediately cast all the moonlight on the shadow. In the moonlight, the giant tree receded.Tyrande noticed that the pressure on her chest was also gradually lessening. Then the shadow became darker and more clearly visible.The High Priestess gasped as she struggled to her feet.So do others. The moonlight has faded, leaving only the evil green light of the nightmare... and this tree shadow is Harveys, the satyr king.

The Queen of Dreams is mine... and her sister Alexstrasza... look at them both, and worry about your lost hope... The mists cleared... Behind the shadows stood the Queen of the Emerald Dream.She was bound tightly to shadow vines, shadows that looked like they came from their masters.Ysera turned her head towards the sky, as if she was looking for something, but her eyes were closed.Her wings and wings were forcibly stretched out, a very painful appearance. An emerald halo emanated from Ysera, but not far from her, it became the evil, decaying green light of nightmares, and it was clear that Ysera's power was extracted and twisted, just as Harvey as he wished.

Behind her, Alexstrasza was suspended, almost folded in half.Her eyes were fixed but not looking at anything, her jaw was open.She looked shriveled, as if dead.The throbbing red light on her body seemed to be fading, and she didn't seem to be breathing. The mist covered the two giant dragons again.Tyrande was overwhelmed by the phenomenon. There is the flapping of wings.A huge green thing spawns from the mist.At first, Tyrande thought Eranikus had flown in to rescue them.But when the dragon descends in the nightmare and the three of them and assumes his horrific form, its expression shows its depravity. Lethorn bowed his head toward the shadow tree. "I have come at your summons..." They're getting ready...it's coming soon...and with it...the nightmare siege will be complete... The green dragon smiled evilly at the three of them.Come here my little one... Emeris is waiting for us... The dragon's magic swept over the three of them. Malfurion charged into the sky, which now, like everywhere, was shrouded in mist.The Nightmare Lord has no reason to keep Darnassus since Fandral is gone. The archdruid bent.Teldrassil stretched out beneath him.He couldn't see the huge canopy, but he could see the center, which was all he cared about. Hamuul... Bloor... Following his call, Malfurion touched every druid on and around the World Tree.They responded quickly. We will heal Teldrassil.he told them. Many people have been stunned, especially after Fandral's betrayal.But this was Malfurion, and they followed his instructions without hesitation. Malfurion fell, and landed in the center of what he knew to be the canopy.There, he was transformed again.The air was bitterly cold as he landed on top of the top trees.He didn't seem to notice this, all he cared about now was his plan. He stretched out his hands as if to surround the great canopy.The archdruid strengthened his body. Let us lead the life of Azeroth to eradicate this unclean thing... In his mind, he could see the other druids following his example, Malfurion now sending a message to Teldrassil.The World Tree has been completely corrupted, but it is not hopeless.He was looking for the only remaining healthy core of it, not in the great trunk, but deep in the roots. Feeding and curing...he told World Tree...breeding and curing... Its response was slow, as he'd expected.Malfurion continued to work hard.Having been ill for so long, Teldrassil needed to be cured. Finally, he felt Teldrassil begin to shake.With other druids treating it together, the World Tree began to supplement the nutrients it needed.Azeroth grows things that give the Yggdrasil the energy it needs.Teldrassil grew stronger. But these efforts put a burden on druids.Although the air was cold, he was still sweating and knew that his companions were suffering in the same way.However, no one gave up, which also made him proud of them. This may be many, many years - what they think of is no longer the original World Tree, Nordrassil - now Teldrassil.Suddenly, a beautiful life was born... From the canopy came a deafening and discordant crackling.Malfurion began to worry that the druid's efforts might have gone too far for the tree to bear the strain.And all the broken branches are about to fall off.But none of the branches fell off.In fact, even the most damaged branches within sight began to heal.The scars were closed and there were no cracks at all.All Malfurion heard was the sound of the boughs beginning to heal. Where the branch healed, a new part grew immediately afterwards.The new shoots are everywhere, and then, open into beautiful lush leaves. However, these treatments don't have to be limited to the superficial.The archdruid found a surging energy gathered in Teldrassil, from the root of the tree, then to the top of the tree, and then to every branch.The World Tree nourished many small trees on his body, as well as other plants, until they were all healed. It seemed to be done, but the druids did not let up, for Malfurion did not tell them to stop.Although everyone was exhausted, Malfurion still maintained the highest vigilance for the recovery process of the World Tree, constantly observing and searching. He didn't find any unclean things floating on the World Tree.He felt a little relieved, and ordered the other druids to stop casting spells. Malfurion cut the connection after telling the other druids to rest.Although other bad things are still happening, the archdruid is useless if he does not rest.He took a brave, deep breath of the cold air, then turned into a Stormcrow and took flight again. Even though this was also a Dragon Aspect, he soon discovered that it wasn't green... but crimson. There is only one such huge red dragon... "Archdruid!" the giant, a woman screamed, "I know you, even if you take this shape! You are Malfurion Stormrage!" The dragon tilted its head and said: " I thought you were gone!" The archdruid landed on the canopy of the World Tree, shining brightly.After turning back into a night elf, Malfurion called out, "Alexstrasza! Life-Binder! Ysera's sister! Do you have any news about Ysera's escape from the nightmare?" Her clear face immediately showed sadness. "No, I haven't heard of it. I just heard that she continued to resist after being taken away! I came because I felt that some prosperous lives were in danger! I may not be able to help, but I think Come and take a look. And it seems to have something to do with you!" Alexstrasza glanced at Teldrassil. "What a feat, Malfurion Stormrage!" "Teldrassil needs to be healed, Life-Binder! Even if it doesn't return to its original form as we hope, it is the most powerful force left in Azeroth that can be used now!" "Yes...that's true..." said the dragon.Obviously a lot of ideas were going through her mind. "Although it has not received any blessings, it is still very wandering and proud, I admit it—" The dragon stared at him. "Malfurion Stormrage, didn't you stop for a moment when you were looking for and helping everyone?" "It's—there's no time for—" The red dragon glanced briefly over his sign at the World Tree, then turned back again.After a while, she said, "Wow Nuan will take some time to recover." Alexstrasza stretched out his palm and supported the archdruid with one palm.Then he lifted him up, higher and higher, until he was higher than the canopy of the trees as far as he could see.Malfurion shook his head in disbelief, he couldn't fly to such a High Governor. "But I have an idea." The dragon said excitedly, "Although I and others didn't protect the tree at first, we can start to protect it now!" She spread her wings and let out a sparkling and warm light.The Life-Binder smiled down on Teldrassil below. "Let this blessing reach Teldrassil and all that lives here!" said the red dragon. "I also hope it can bring us new hope and a new beginning!" This golden-red light was transmitted to the canopy by Alexstrasza.Then at an extremely fast speed, continue down, reach the trunk, and reach a place beyond Malfurion's sight. And then...it was all done...Teldrassil was not only healed...it was blessed, though only from the Life-Binder alone, but it was a blessing of great importance. Alexstrasza's light traveled through the World Tree, reaching above it.The whole change is done.The shining light did not disappear from Teldrassil. "It's done..." she said, "but hurry up!" "Why? What's happening now?" "Didn't you feel it? The nightmare has sealed all the passages in it! Now it can invade Azeroth, but it doesn't let all foreign objects approach it! As an archdruid, you should be able to feel it! The entrances have already started to be sealed one by one!" "Entrance—" Malfurion closed his eyes for a while, then felt it with his heart, and found that it was true.This made him think of other things. "What about the green dragons? Can't Ysera's green dragons stop it?" "They are still fighting in the nightmare, but their chances are slim because there are not many people who can fight him! There are not enough people and time to deal with this." The night elf said softly: "Darnassus!" The red dragon looked at him and asked, "Darnassus?" "The entrance there! It was still open when I left! It might—" Without another word, the Life-Binder turned to the capital.Her speed is very fast, so the city quickly appeared in front of her eyes.Alexstrasza leaned to her left, and flew to the Garden Temple on the left. She flew down, and set down the Archdruid.Taking a quick look around, Malfurion spotted Blor, Hamuul, and the other druids running towards him.Besides them, there was a small group of Sentinels, including Shandris.Everyone looked at the dragon in horror. "Arch Druid!" Blore ran up to him and said, "Teldrassil—completely restored!" "Will Darnassus also be restored to integrity?" Shandris muttered, and also gathered around Malfurion. "Or anywhere else in Azeroth." The archdruid issued another order, "Where is the entrance to the dreamland? Is there any entrance that can still be passed? Is there any entrance that can still be used—" As he spoke, Malfurion himself felt dizzy again.Strong irritations are reduced.Blore and Hamuul rushed over to support him. As Malfurion struggled to recover, he suddenly felt a comforting presence beside him, something he had never felt before.It's like something the archdruid thought was lost forever... That was Teldrassil's solace.As it healed, it began to heal Malfurion in turn.The unclean was gone, and so was Fandral's taint.The World Tree became almost what Malfurion wanted to create. "The nightmare blocked the way to the dreamland." The red dragon reminded them, "So, it's too late here." As his mind cleared, Malfurion said nothing more.In the process of soothing him, Teldrassil also told some things that the archdruid was concerned about. Malfurion straightened. "The holy place under siege... we must go there." Without waiting for anything, the red dragon not only grabbed him, but also the people standing with him, Blore and Hamuul.It was easy for her to fly them some distance and land again. Fandral's holy place was also destroyed, and the vines tightly surrounded his residence.Nothing can save them.This is the result of that mad archdruid and evil nightmare. "This is where Fandral often lives?" "Not only that," Blore replied. "He chose a room at the top of the largest tree at first. That's the tree." The night elf pointed to a tree not far to the right. "But not long after, he suddenly chose here again." Malfurion nodded and said, "This confirms my thoughts. I need some time." He gave Blore the small piece of fallen twig. "Help me keep a close eye on it, be alert to it!" "I see, Arch Druid." Blore murmured. Malfurion stood with his arms raised in the middle of the siege.Time is of the essence, and he prays that what he desires doesn't take too long to materialize.He also prayed that his guess was correct. Although he was standing, the night elf was lost in meditation.Years of experience allowed him to quickly reach the destination he thought of, which was the junction of reality and dreams.Although it is easy to be attacked by nightmares and Harveys here, Teldrassil can open up everything for him here. He stretched out all his mind and soul to the World Tree... and the tree took him.To reach its soft touch made the archdruid shudder and mourn.He prayed for Teldrassil's recovery, and the recovery of all of Azeroth, so that the world could survive this struggle. Teldrassil prayed with him. The night elves activated Shude Defense.If there is still the evil power hidden by Havis, Malfurion will attack his enemies immediately. But all he felt was Teldrassil's amazing warmth.All the suffering, all the devastation and lack of nourishment, began to fade.Malfurion smiled. Malfurion was to enter the primordial part of Teldrassil, to become a part of it.This is often a danger for druids, who can easily lose their presence when combined with nature. But the face that had so often haunted Malfurion's heart and soul was sure to pull him back into harsh reality. "Tyrande..." he whispered to himself. Teldrassil seemed to echo his emotions, as its leaves began to shake, even in the absence of wind.They sound close to the names of the high priestesses. Malfurion wondered if he would succeed in freeing Tyrande.He could only explore one possible method. The Life-Binder was the only one who remained by his side, and Malfurion never dared tell her to leave.Alexstrasza also remained quiet, obviously knowing that the night elf's actions were by far the most important and meaningful. He crouched down and put one palm on the ground in front of the shrine.At this moment, he said to Teldrassil, let it help him reveal the truth. Energy is released from the Archdruid and the tree.The devastated area trembled.The vines that were once the Name turned to ashes, and all that Fandral had made fell.The shrine has taken on a new shape, becoming familiar yet surprising. "Unbelievable!" exclaimed Blore. Malfurion continued on with his discovery.He can feel its presence.He already knew it was there, even though it was supposed to be there. Fandral privately created his own portal to the Emerald Dream. It looks simple, its circular shape framed by intertwined tree trunks and stones.Powerful spells spread all over the surroundings. "It's still on..." Alexstrasza said. Malfurion nodded, and then shared his thoughts with the other druids.my friend... please come to this area... Other druids followed.All watched what Fandral did, but Malfurion did not give them time to see what it was like. "It's up to us," Malfurion said to the others. "We must make a final stand against the Nightmare, which is what we've rallied to do. An Unholy is corrupting Azeroth; There are those forests, plains, and other disciples who incite the generosity of life to be its fruit, and we must stop these evils..." The assembled druids knelt before him, even as Malfurion motioned them to rise.They also maintain respectful beliefs. "What would you like us to do?" said Blore, who appeared to be the speaker for the others, asking gravely. "I'm not ordering you. I need you - yes, all we can unite, druids or not - to arm themselves against the Nightmare, which may be the last remaining entrance to Azeroth... "