Although he didn't understand what connection this Drust could have with Vodashill in front of him, Vandal Deer Helmet wisely did not ask, but instead prepared to observe slowly.

The former Vodahill was cut down by the night elf druid. The canopy had long turned into dust over time, and the trunk fell aside. What Vanessa needed was the root part of the tree.

"I will pull out Vodahill, and now I need your help." She looked at the two of them.

Vandal Deer Helmet looked at her in confusion, pulling the tree? This is not like the druid's ability. Whose druid has nothing to do to pull the tree? He nodded in a slight way: "If you can pull it out, then I will purify the roots."

Hamuel Rune Totem also nodded: "Then I will maintain the vitality of the roots."

The three great druids assigned the mission, and the remaining druids were each in their place. The Void Dragon Knight also tied the chains to the tree stump and prepared to transport them to the Dragon Bone Wilderness after leaving the land.

Vanessa reached out to touch the ground, closed her eyes and communicated with the earth and life here.

"It's so uncomfortable!"

"It's so disgusting!"

"Take it away, take it away!"

The land near the Grizzly Hills is very dissatisfied with Vodashire taking root here, and the vitality required by the World Tree is too huge.

The Nordashir seed is in the rebirth of the Eternal Well, and Tedashiir has a unique position. There are many druids that provide natural power for it. These two world trees have endless energy for themselves to absorb.

One of these two is their own son and the other is their godson. They are treated similarly and are basically treasured.

Vodahill is different. This world tree is completely treated as a free-range treatment and was cut down by the druids. But it doesn't want to die, and it just endures half-dead every day.

This broken tree has been absorbing the vitality of the land. Vodahill is a rogue to this land. Not only does he make any contribution to the entire environment, he also comes to blackmail every day, which is really intolerable.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, don't be angry, please help me, I'll remove this thing." Vanessa slowly soothes the earth's emotions.

After a long time, Dadi gave her an impatient message, meaning you hurry up!

The earth began to shake, and countless mud and sand floated in the air. Vodahill's tree roots kept shaking. This guy was like a lipoma on the earth. He said it was harmless. It really didn't cause much harm, but it was a bit uncomfortable to leave it alone.

Vanessa helped guide her, and she gathered the power of the earth together and then helped to squeeze out!

A "bang" sounded, and a slightly twisted tree root suddenly jumped out of the soil for more than ten meters, with a small ball of extremely sticky black liquid on the roots.

Vandal Deer Helmet's subtle application of mana is stronger than Vanessa. He raised his arm and pointed to the roots from a distance. The next moment, a ball of flame burned on the roots. After the black liquid was decomposed, the flame energy was completely exhausted.

The spell is just right, without any damage to the roots.

Hamuel rune totem beside him chanted spells quickly, and a green vitality wrapped around the roots.

Vanessaba, Van Dalsai, Hamuelchi, and the three great druids joined forces to clean up the corruption on Vodashire's body little by little.

When all the roots were pulled away from the soil, the earth cheered and urged her to quickly take away the broken thing. Vanessa gasped and waved her hand to let the druids cooperate with her and completely pulled out of the huge tree stump from the land.

The void dragon was pulling in the air, and the druids supported it with the power of nature below, and the group carried the roots of the tree back to the dragon bone wilderness in a mighty manner.

After careful investigation and calculation, Vanessa wanted to plant the roots of Vodahill on the original tomb of Galakron.

The size of this dragon tomb is about the same size as the diameter of the world tree, and it is simply a pair made of heaven and earth.

Galakron, the ancestor dragon, several times larger than the guardian dragon, can be said to be the source of the undead power of Azeroth. Whether it is elves or humans, when they first studied undead magic, they more or less used some of the ashes of Galakron. Such an evil thing was not buried, and it was definitely a mistake to expose the corpse and wilderness.

Galakron's strength can be seen by being able to fight against five against five guardian dragons who have not yet obtained the power of Titans.

The father of the dragon has been dead for tens of thousands of years, and his corpse has almost not changed. The power of the undead is still growing at a slow and tough speed.

The Lich King did not give up this Feng Shui treasure land. He sent many psychics and undead soldiers deep in the cemetery.

However, due to his previous mental damage and Sassarian's defection, he did not pay attention to the Dragon Bone Wilderness for a while, and Vanessa picked up a bargain.

Hundreds and eighty psychics and thousands of undead are invincible enemies to adventurers, but to Vanessa, who has 200,000 mercenaries, they are just a group of small ants.

After destroying all the undead, she mobilized a large number of soldiers to dig deep into the tomb of Galakron.

The ice layer was pierced, and the corpse of Galakron, which had long been integrated with the earth, gradually appeared.

At first, the coalition soldiers were frightened. What kind of corpse is this? It’s too big!

Some people say it is a dragon, some say it is a mammoth, and some say it is the ancestor of the Minaishir family, and everything is said.

From shock to fear, from fear to confusion, it was indeed very terrifying at first, but digging on the ice every day makes me gradually become numb.

"Dig a pit! Dig a pit! Dig a pit every day! When will it be the end!" The soldiers of Lordaeron expressed their dissatisfaction.

Not to mention their dissatisfaction, many of the soldiers of Gilness and the soldiers of the Dwarf Kazmodan Kingdom also felt that this was not honorable at all!

The entire tomb of Galakron was dug up all over the place. The key is that I don’t know why I was digging a hole, and many people think it’s meaningless.

When the huge pit was dug to three hundred meters deep, Vanessa signaled all the coalition soldiers to evacuate the scene. The druids surrounded the scene. The Void Dragon struggled to carry Vodalhill's roots to the top of the tomb of Galakron.

At this time, only the kings and leaders were watching, but the World Tree involved the secrets of the druids, and they stood far away.

After thinking during this period of time, Van Dal Deer Helmet had vaguely guessed her intention: "Is it contrary to the teachings of the druids? We have always believed that the living is honor, and the dead should not be disturbed. If you do this, I don't think Malfurion will agree with your approach."

"Malfurio? Please remind me when he wakes up." Vanessa shook her head and chuckled. She has been at this level today. Do you still care about Malfurio? A joke!
Chapter completed!