The New Order of Azeroth

Vol 2 Chapter 510: resurrection

The former Nordrassil was blessed by the Red Dragon Queen, the Green Dragon Queen and the Bronze Dragon King. The night elves living on Nordrassil were immune to disease and aging, and could enter the Emerald Dream at will.

Nordrassil was destroyed, and when Fandral Staghelm planted Teldrassil, there was no blessing.

During this period of time, many night elves fell ill and died. It was not until the time of the cataclysm that Malfurion and Tyrande ended their long-distance love race for thousands of years, and they held a wedding. Hill added two blessings, but because there was no Bronze Dragon King present, the night elves still did not have eternal life, but they would not get sick.

Now Malfurion and Tyrande are not yet married, and Tyrande has been alone for thousands of years.

The Green Dragon Queen is sleeping in the Emerald Dreamland, the Bronze Dragon King has long since disappeared, and the Red Dragon Queen is watching them plant the World Tree from the top of the Wyrmrest Temple. The titan guardian who went up, she just went up by herself!

Blessing of Death, Blessing of Earth, and Blessing of Storm, these three blessings are not inferior to the blessings of the Guardian Dragon King, and are more suitable for Vordassil today.

"Did it really succeed?" Fandral Staghelmet also had his own judgment, but he thought it would be better to ask himself.

Vanessa was a little tired, with sweat all over her forehead. She checked it twice again: "I think it's a success, but this matter should still be limited to a small area, and it's best not to make a big publicity."

Don't worry about scarcity but inequality. If everyone has one life, it's fine. Now that the druid has two lives, it will definitely cause conflicts.

Vanessa declared that the purpose of planting Vordassil was to purify Dragonbone Wilderness, and outsiders could not see her intention at all.

"How to resurrect exactly?" Many people knew Fandral Staghelmet's wish, and he didn't want to hide it.

"Soul, you need to find the druid's soul in the Emerald Dream, and then lead him under the Vordassil tree. It doesn't matter even if you don't have a previous body, the earth will reshape a new body, but in that case, the bloodline ..."

Vanessa found an omission while talking. Is the resurrected person still the same person as before? In terms of shaping, she borrowed some operations from the furnace of will. She can do appearance, bones, and body shape, but the blood is more complicated.

"Don't worry about it, I'll go back as soon as I go." Fandral Staghelmet directly used spells to teleport back to Moonglade. His son's body was at the bottom of Luna Lake. The body was well preserved, but it took a lot of money to find the soul in the Emerald Dreamland. After a lot of work, the Emerald Dream is too big, and too much time has passed.

However, as the leader of the Cenarion Council, he has his own cronies and disciples who can help find them together.

Fandral Buckhelm went fast, and came back fast.

An old tree coffin contained the body of his son Vastan Staghelmet. This was a very young night elf with a huge and hideous wound on his heart. Even after careful stitching, he could still see To some traces of the day.

Fandral Buckhelm didn't inform his daughter-in-law and granddaughter, but came to find Vanessa alone.

The entire resurrection process is very simple, no need to cast spells, no gorgeous light and shadow effects, through the transfer of the Emerald Dream inside Vordassil, the huge vitality is re-instilled into the corpse along the somewhat confused soul.

During this process, the soul and the body were once again closely connected. For the huge Vordassil, this consumption is not even a drop in the bucket.

Fandral Staghelmet caressed his son's face. Even though the night elf's body temperature was low, he could still feel the warmth in his body, and the resurrection was very successful.

"He? . . . why hasn't he woken up?" the leader of the Cenarion Circle asked a little flustered.

He was afraid that his hope would be in vain. Once it became an illusion, he felt that he would go crazy.

Vanessa pushed him aside, took a brief look at Vastan Staghelmet in the tree coffin, and said in a bad tone, "You can't see it yourself? Your son has been dead for a thousand years, and his memory It is very chaotic and needs to reorganize the memory area. There is no external force to assist in this process, and he can only rely on himself, just lie down."

From her point of view, Fandral Staghelmet's son is in a vegetative state. He has been dead for a thousand years, and it would be great if he can come back to life now. As for when he will wake up, God knows.

The coalition forces stationed around New Vordrassil, and the Lich King soon noticed the existence of Vordrassil. Although he didn't know what it was, the power of death in Dragonblight was draining. very clear.

The undead army began to launch a wave-like attack on the coalition forces. Backed by the world tree, the coalition forces have already gained a geographical advantage. Vanessa also issued a combat policy of building a strong camp and fighting silently. The coalition forces built densely packed camps. From the Wrathgate to the middle area of ​​Galakrond's Tomb, **** battles took place one after another.

Goron officially debuted. They either carried artillery on their backs or held chain hammers, launching a continuous and deadly onslaught against the undead army.

The Lich King fought back immediately, and dozens of frost dragons sprayed bone-piercing ice at Goron.

Vanessa is not to be outdone, you have the Frost Dragon, and I have the Nether Dragon.

The Lich King once again dispatched the ghouls that covered the sky and the sun, and she sent the Obsidian Destroyer to fight for air supremacy.

The two sides refused to give in to each other. If you send a lich, I will send a lawbreaker.

You mobilize the abomination to charge, and I will send the steam tank to charge back.

The camp of the coalition forces is covered with a small half of Keel Wilderness. From New Hearthglen to the Tomb of Galakrond, the road is full of camps built by the coalition forces. In order to prevent air raids, the flying city of Dalaran and three flying warships have been protecting the coalition forces. above.

"Humans...must die..." The Lich King is still wearing a black helmet and black armor~www.readwn.com~ holding the shape of Frostmourne, but this time he is riding a frost giant Long Xindagosa came to the front of the two armies.

Sindragosa was the consort of Malygos before he was alive, but he was not comparable to the second-generation dragon like Sapphiron. The Frost Dragon and the power of the Lich King made many soldiers of the coalition army fall into the abyss. It's cold, the brain is out of control, and the hands and feet are shaking non-stop.

Looking at the Lich King flying in the sky, Vanessa knew she had to fight.

She has a lot of flying mounts in her hand, and she thought about the choice of mounts. Mimiron's flying machine is very fast and has high-tech artillery. It is actually a good choice, but what is needed at this moment is momentum. It looks like a toy, which is really hard to be elegant.

The phoenix is ​​also good, but Kael'thas is not far away, and riding his phoenix is ​​a bit weird after all.

"Ani, come here!"

The dull-headed black dragon was eating snacks, and after being scolded by her for a while, he regained his dragon shape and flew her high into the sky.

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