Chapter 41 Section 41

Jarod's sister stood up with a look of horror on her face.She stared hard at Illidan and drew her weapon. "No, Maiev!" Tyrande ordered. "He almost killed my brother!" The high priest stood in front of her. "But he didn't succeed after all. You have no right to decide his fate. It should be up to Jarod." She looked at Malfurion, "You think so?" He nodded sadly. "It should be up to him to decide. I have nothing to say." Druid shook his head again, "So that's why he stood on the shore of the Well of Eternity that day."

"I didn't know he collected some lake water," Tyrande said apologetically. Malfurion seemed to realize something suddenly, and he knelt beside his brother.Illidan's breathing had become normal, but after feeling Malfurion's presence beside him, his body suddenly stiffened again.The druid fumbled in his brother's pocket. "There are at least four bottles... He can completely turn this lake into another Well of Eternity." "Isn't there a way to bring it back?" Krasus has been standing in the crowd, silently watching what happened.At this time, the mage finally spoke: "There is no way...we can't do anything. It's too late."

Alexstrasza interjected at this point: "But we can make it into another power, so that its nature is not as sinister as the Well of Eternity." The magician suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Ah! Of course!" Malfurion hurriedly turned his head when he heard the words, and asked, "Then what should I do?" The three dragons glanced at each other and nodded in agreement.Alexstrasza looked at the night elves present again: "We want to plant a tree." "A tree?" The druid looked to Krasus, hoping he could explain. But the mage's expression remained the same, and he just replied, "It's not a tree. It's that tree."

It wasn't long before they began rituals to lessen the impact of Illidan's evil deeds.Illidan was locked up to prevent him from causing trouble again.Jarod's sister offered to keep him under guard until his eventual trial.Under the treatment of Shandris and Maiev, Jarod regained consciousness.He insisted that Illidan should not be judged by himself alone, and Malfurion's opinion was also important. Apart from Krasus, Ronin, and the dragon, only the night elves were present.The Aspects did this for the Dragon Clan, who have suffered so much and don't want the tragedy to repeat itself.Nobles, Highborne, and representatives of what was once the lower classes gathered.The other survivors gathered at the foot of the mountain. Although they couldn't witness the ceremony with their own eyes, they knew in their hearts that it would have a huge impact on their future.

Malfurion and the others who were invited came to the small island in the middle of the lake.For all its height, Mount Hyjal's summit is pleasantly warm, perhaps even warmer under the influence of magic. "It's so beautiful." Tyrande whispered. "Hope it stays that way," Malfurion replied gloomily.He was still thinking about Illidan.He had thought of ways to deal with his brother, but the thought of putting those ideas into practice made the druid ache.But obviously can no longer trust Illidan.He lost his mind and killed many people.His thought—that the night elves needed a new Well of Eternity to protect themselves from possible future attacks by the Burning Legion—was not enough to explain his heinous crime.

The night elves were forced to adapt to daytime combat, and although their nature was still suited to night, Jarod and the dragon agreed to meet at noon.Alexstrasza explained that the highest point of the sun was crucial to their affair, and Jarod would not argue with the dragon. The island is a decent size, but there is nothing but tall thatch growing on the island.According to Alexstrasza's request, the group chose the location of the tree in the center of the island.Three giant dragons surrounded the center of the island, standing very closely together. The Dragon of Life started the ritual first. "Kalimdor has suffered a great deal," she said, and as the others nodded in agreement, Alexstrasza continued, "The night elves have suffered the most. Your race is not unrelated to all this, but your suffering and trials will free you from guilt."

A few night elves glanced at the Highborne in embarrassment, but no one objected. The red dragon's palm slowly lowered.There is an acorn-like seed in the palm, nestled there like a baby. Malfurion stared at the seed, feeling a tingling pain in his heart. "The seeds are taken from the mother tree - Garnier," she said to the crowd. The druid remembered the home of the late demigod Aviana. "Ganir no longer exists. After its mistress died, it withered and died, but the seed survived. We will plant it into a big tree." Nozdormu stretched out a paw, and dug out a small hole in the ground at once.Alexstrasza gently placed the seed in the hole, and Ysera pushed the soil back into the hole.

The dragon of life looked up at the sun.Then she and the other two dragons bent down and put their heads close to where the seeds were buried. "I give strength and health to the night elves, and your life is with the tree," Alexstrasza announced. As she spoke, a soft red light emanated from her body and shot towards the small mound.At the same time, the sunlight on the mound became more and more intense, spreading to all directions of the lake.Some of the night elves felt uneasy for a moment, but everyone stood there without saying a word. Malfurion felt a warm sensation in his body, and he instinctively grabbed Tyrande's hand.She didn't dodge, and held her hand even tighter.

At this time, there were signs of movement under the small mound.As if a tiny creature had burrowed into the ground, the soil on the mound was pushed aside. In a blink of an eye, the seed turned into a small sapling. When the young sapling was a yard high, shoots sprouted from it.Lush green foliage pops out of these twigs, creating a pretty canopy. Alexstrasza then took a small step back when Nozdormu spoke, hissing in his voice: "The night elves will take control of time again, and I will keep them immortal , always have the opportunity to learn, to be with the tree..." After speaking, a yellow halo emanated from his body, which was the same as the light emitted by the red dragon, and merged with the sun.This light floated through the sapling and into the mound.

The small tree began to grow again, and it was already twice the height of the night elves. Everyone was dumbfounded.The leaves on the trees are getting thicker, greener and full of hope.The branches also gradually become thicker, showing vigorous vigor and vitality.The roots grew to the ground, like many legs.The space under the roots was big enough for a few night elves to sit on. Nozdormu nodded, then stepped back like a red dragon.Only Ysera remained. The green dragon examined the tree with its eyes closed.Although the tree grows rapidly, it is still dwarfed by the dragon. "To the night elves who have lost hope, I will restore your ability to dream. Be able to dream and imagine boldly, because in dreams there is the greatest hope of rebuilding your homeland, regrouping, and continuing to develop..." She seemed ready to repeat the two dragons What she had been doing before, but stopped again, and her head turned to Malfurion, "To those who follow my beloved - my love - I grant him and other druids access to the Emerald Dream When they are asleep, they can also pass through that world, gain something from the dream, and use the power of the dream...to better guide the health and safety of Kalimdor in the days to come."

Malfurion swallowed, not knowing how to answer.He felt all eyes on him, and felt Tyrande touch him proudly. Ysera looked at the tree again... a green aura emanated from her body.Like the previous two dragons, her light first merged with the sunlight and then dived into the trees. When the last ray of green light disappeared into the soil, the people around felt the ground tremble.Malfurion pulled Tyrande back a few steps, as if on cue, and the others followed suit, as did the dragon. The big tree started to grow again.In a blink of an eye, the big tree has doubled in size and doubled in size.The top of the tree continued to extend upwards and turned into a towering tree. The druid believed that those below the peak should be able to see the ever-growing canopy.At this time, the big trees were shaded, covering the sky and the sun, so that the whole island seemed to be shrouded in the shade of the trees, but the sunlight still fell on this place and on the lake. The tree roots have also become thicker, extending upwards, intertwined, and powerfully supporting the entire giant tree.There seemed to be room for Lord Ravencrest's Black Rook Hold beneath the tall roots... and the roots - and the tree - were still growing. Finally, the big tree stopped growing. At this time, the three giant dragons were like birds in front of the giant tree, perching on the branches and hiding in the leaves. "Before you is Nordrassil. Thus was born the World Tree!" intoned the Dragon of Life. "As long as it stands, as long as it is loved, the night elves will prosper forever! You may change your faith , you may go your separate ways, but you will always be an integral part of Kalimdor..." Krasus suddenly stood behind Malfurion and whispered to the druid: "The roots of this tree are deep and will keep the lake as it is. The sun will always be with the lake. The dark water will not Appear here." Malfurion was relieved when he heard this.He lowered his head to look at Tyrande, and Tyrande met his eyes, his face suddenly darkened.Before Malfurion could react, she kissed him. "No matter what will happen in the future," Tyrande whispered with his childhood sweetheart, "I hope to witness it with you." He suddenly felt the blood rushing on his face: "I think so too, Tyrande." Malfurion kissed him back, but then another face came into his mind.In the time to come, his people will rejoice, and the gift that the guardian dragon gave them will be talked about and widely praised, but for Malfurion, those things have become unimportant .He still couldn't get rid of Illidan. Tyrande broke free from his arms, and raised her mouth to express her displeasure: "I know why you suddenly became so sad in your heart. You should act quickly, Malfurion, and don't let his crime steal your heart." He took strength from her words: "It won't. I promise you, it won't." Malfurion looked behind her to see Krasus and Rhonin slipping quietly through the crowd.Then he glanced at the dragon and saw that Nozdormu was gone too.Like those two, the Aspect disappeared without anyone noticing. The two things must be related. "Malfurion, what happened?" "Come with me, Tyrande, and don't let others see." She said nothing.The two night elves followed Krasus and the mage. A voice echoed in Krasus's head.This matter has been delayed for a long time.It's time to call it quits. It was Nozdormu's voice. "Ronin—" The mage nodded: "I heard his voice too." While the night elves were talking about the big tree, the two slipped away without making a sound.Krasus wanted to say a few more words to Malfurion, but the sorcerer was now ready to return. Nozdormu visited him once, before the ceremony.The Dragon of Time said privately to Krasus: "We owe you a favor, Cleostrasz." By "we" Nozdormu meant not just him and the other Aspects, but "we" also included his multiple beings throughout time.This is his unique characteristic. "I did what I was supposed to do. Ronin and Brooks also did their best." "I've also told Rhonin about this now," said the guardian dragon.As long as Nozdormu is willing, it doesn't matter to him that his body appears in two places at the same time. "Like I told you, I told him I will make sure you get home safely." Krasus was very grateful for that.It pained him to be with Alexstrasza and the other dragons who did not know what was to come. "I really—thank you." The yellow dragon looked at him seriously at this time: "I know what you are hiding from her and from us. Knowing these things but being powerless to prevent them from happening is my fate and my disaster. I beg you to forgive me now It will hurt you in the future, but everything is destined, and I can't change it... just like Malygos." "Malygos!" Krasus yelled casually, suddenly remembering the dragon eggs hidden in the pocket-sized space, "Nozdormu—" "I know what you've done. Give them to me, and I'll pass them on to Alexstrasza. When Malygos recovers, we'll give them to him. Bi, this is just a small change in the long river of time, and I agree with it very much. The blue dragons will return to the sky eventually, although their numbers will still be pitifully small after ten thousand years. But it is better than nothing." Krasus, too, longed to take another look at his beloved queen, but he knew he might inadvertently say something she shouldn't know.Even though he and Ronin were ready to wait for Huanglong's reappearance, the magician still couldn't let go of not being able to see her again. Luo Ning looked at him carefully: "You can still run to find her. I can wait for you." The thin Krasus shook his head: "We have changed the future too much. Let the future take its course." "Well. You're stronger than me." "No, Ronin," Krasus shook his head and whispered, "I'm not that strong." "Are you ready?" Nozdormu asked suddenly. They turned their heads and saw the Aspect waiting patiently. "How long have you been here?" asked the magician immediately. "Stay as long as you want." Before the two could speak, Nozdormu had already spread his wings, "Climb up. I will send you to your time in the future."