Orix knew what happened four thousand five hundred years ago.

The dark aura of the ancient god that permeates the birth of corrupt concrete images that erode life in various parts of Azeroth.

Vandal Luhun, the beloved disciple of Malfurio, the leader of the Senario parliament, made his own decision and, with a small group of like-minded druids, cut down six branches of the World Tree Nodashir, and planted them in severely damaged areas to purify and corrupt with the help of the connection between the World Tree Branches and the Emerald Dream.

This move was effective, and the branches of the tree that took root and sprouted quickly eliminated the corruption. So Vandal and others planted the thickest one to the most severely affected grizzly hills that produced a large number of Saron evil iron veins, and then quickly grew into a huge tree that covered the sky and the sun, named Andal Hill, the crown of Ice and Snow.

Soon the entire area was purified.

Malfurion was very displeased with his own self-righteousness, but he had achieved such a significant effect and could not speak of his disciple.

The good times did not last long. Andashir took too deep roots and touched Yugesaron's cage. Because he was not blessed by the Dragon King, he had almost no resistance in the face of the corruption of the ancient gods. He soon became a medium for Yugesaron to spread the dark aura.

The Senario Parliament had no choice but to cut it down. Anda Hill, the leader of the ice and snow, who once looked down on the snowy fields, has since become the leader of the damage Voda Hill.

In Orix's view, perhaps the dragon clan knew nothing about the branches of the tree of the World at the beginning of planting the branches of the tree of the World. However, as the branches gradually grew into giant trees and began to guide the natural energy from the Emerald Dream to clear away corruption, the dragon clan was bound to notice it.

Especially after Anda Hill planted and thrived, it would be difficult to avoid paying attention to a tree when the eldest child was planted.

Therefore, the guardian dragon soon realized the intention of this small group of druids, and even had a certain estimate of the fate that Andal Hill might suffer.

But the reason why they did not bless Andahir like the blessing of Nodar Hill was probably because they were deceived by the Death Wings in the ancient war and contributed a lot of essence to create the dragon soul. Then they lost their own strength by blessing Nodar Hill. They had no extra effort to bless a giant tree that was expected to grow into a "secondary" world tree.

Secondly, it is because no one expected such a terrifying result later. If the guardian dragon knew what happened later, it would never have been blessed by Andal Hill and sat on it and watched it become a medium for spreading corruption.

What happened later is not limited to the tragic ending that happened on this giant tree, but also the remaining branches, eventually became the entrance to the dark forces' corrupting jade dreams, giving birth to and strengthening the nightmare forces, and the nightmare that later generations escaped from the jade dreams and touched the channel of the material world.

Of course, during this period, the Dragon Clan should have sent some members to investigate the corruption phenomenon and observed the achievements made by Vandal and other druids.

According to Christasa, she seems to be one of them, and she is also the main force in the investigation of the Red Dragon.

However, Orix believes that at most she is just familiar with corruption and is more familiar with it at most, and cannot heal herself.

"Then let's start?" Christasa asked.

"Okay," Orix nodded, "What do I need to do?"

"No need to do anything, come here, sit in the chair, I will use my strength to explore your body," Christasa waved at him, "Ningxin Jingqi, open your body to me as much as possible... Well, it is not physical, it is the mind and spirit. Letting go of your mind is related to whether your body can better accept my strength."

Orix took a deep breath, went to the chair to finish it, and closed his eyes. After a few breaths, he entered a shallow meditation state with ease.

He felt that Christasa put his hand on his shoulder, and then a warm current flowed into his body along the contact area and wandered up along his limbs, making every pore on his body moan comfortably.

"Before conducting the investigation, I need to explain one thing. Please don't expect too much from me. I just know the dark aura of the ancient god better than others. I can't do it if I want to heal or even reverse corruption. Perhaps even my queen Alextasa will find it difficult to do this. After all, the one who makes you look like this now is the Blade of the Dark Empire, which is suspected to be the fifth ancient god. But I can't say it to death. Her power is far weaker than the real ancient god. Maybe the queen can really heal you."

Christasa said while controlling his power and wandering inside him to investigate.

"I'm just exploring to see if you're under Saratas' control, and evaluating whether you can be competent for the trip to Tyr's Tomb, that's all."

When Orix heard this, he thought to himself that it was indeed the case.

The investigation lasted for about half an hour. As it continued to deepen, Christasa's expression gradually became solemn, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"The good news is that you are not under the control of Saratas." After the investigation, she wiped her forehead and let out a long breath.

Orix smiled bitterly, "For me, this is not good news. I knew that."

Christasa smiled slightly, "But it's different for us. At least it means that you come to us to join forces to capture Onyxia, not that Saratas uses a conspiracy against other dragons that you have arranged. And your plan has also been done, so you should be happy."

"What about the bad news?"

Christasa frowned, "The bad news is that I have never seen anything happening to you. It is obvious that the body is full of shadow energy, but your will is not affected at all, and the life form is intact. This is very... strange, and it has exceeded my cognition."

It also goes beyond my understanding... Orix thought. This is not scientific at all, nor does it conform to the principles of the six major original powers.

"Madam, do I need to cooperate with you in any other investigation?"

"No, no," Kristasa shook her head and walked towards the door. "It's enough to confirm that you are not under Saratas' control. I'm going to go back and report immediately. Lord Cleostroz, you're ready for the arrest of Onyxia, and maybe you'll get the news soon."

"Okay, thank you for coming in person, ma'am." Orix politely sent the other party out of the mansion, watching him disappear into the portal of the garden. Then he noticed that Jendis Barov, who was beside him, looked relieved.

He couldn't help but feel a little surprised and puzzled, "Is there something happened?"

Jandis shook his head, "You don't know how nervous we were after getting the exact news from Master Crasus, how many magic traps were arranged to capture you. Fortunately, the Red Dragon lady told me that you were not under control."

Orix was stunned and then suddenly realized.

OK... It seems that Crasus is indeed a person who can't miss it. He has arranged everything and seems to even instruct Mrs. Jendis to lead this mage "security team" to guard against himself.

He thought helplessly that anything related to the ancient god was indeed extremely scary.

"Mrs. Is it true that my situation?"

"Well," Jendis Barov nodded and looked at him with pity, "This must be a bad feeling. No wonder you are eager to understand Natalie's theory of light and shadow equilibrium. When I go back this time, I will issue an application to the Kenretto Council, asking them to release the ban and send you more relevant research notes."

In fact, Orix understood that this matter did not require any effort from Mrs. Jendis Barov. Master Crassus was meticulous and a member of the six-member parliament of Kenrytto. After confirming that he was not under the control of Saratas, he didn't even have to speak by himself. In a short time, he would send more relevant notes for his in-depth study.

But Mrs. Jendis's words still warmed him.

"When will the lady go back?"

"Soon. The work of protecting you will be left to someone else to take charge. The situation in Keldaron Island is worrying, and I cannot be without me." Jendis replied.

Orix understood this.

It is true that Jendis Barov is a senior Dalaran who shoulders heavy burdens, but she is also the "miss mother" of the Barov family. The battle situation in central Lordaeron is now critical, and the situation of Keldaron Island of the Barov family is also in a worrying situation. She must go back and help her husband overcome the difficulties.

“Who will take over your job?”

"It's Princess Jaina Prodmore."

Why is it her?

Orix frowned secretly.

Suddenly, he felt a chill in the tip of his nose.

Only then did I realize it was snowing.

These days, Dong Lordaeron has been gloomy and gloomy, as if it is a reflection of this war without seeing light. The water vapor that has been silted for a long time finally vented out at this moment.

The heavy snow of goose feathers was drifting, covering the field of vision with a layer of white frost. Everything that I can do is shrouded in. Dong Lordaeron hasn't had such heavy snow in many years.

It can be foreseen that this heavy snow will inevitably make the already critical battle situation worse. The roads are difficult to move, and the pressure of logistics supply increases. Some settlements that gather too many refugees will also face the dilemma of lack of food and clothing.
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