"So you're in pain?"

Tyrion moved his fingers, and he saw the emotions under the crow's dark eyes. After waiting for a moment, he said:

"Then let me tell you a story too."

"All ears."

Ansu was immersed in sadness, and even the feathers on his head drooped.

"In my world...well, I'm from another world, you should know that!"

Tyrion rubbed his chin and said softly:

"In my world, there are many powerful primitive beings like you and Rukhmar. When they were born, they represented the concentrated expression of life elements. We call them wilderness demigods. Azeroth Bede

Llanor has existed several times longer, and the civilization it has nurtured is stronger than Draenor. Therefore, there are also many wild demigods. As far as I know, there are at least 11!"

"11th place!"

Ansu let out a crow's scream: "If this is true, then the prosperity of life in your world is simply unimaginable..."

"Of course it's true!"

Tyrion glared at the Crow God with dissatisfaction:

"Don't interrupt my story, this is very important to you and your sister, believe me... The wild demigods of Azeroth are very powerful, but their opponents are also very powerful. 10,000 years ago,

The demons broke into that world, and unlike their small fight in Draenor, that time, the demons rushed into Azeroth fully armed."

"It's hard for me to describe that scene to you. In short, the power of the entire world gathered together to fight against the demons, and the wilderness demigods were among them. They were the vanguard against the demons, and the most powerful demons were also defeated in front of them.

The powerful force defeated the enemy... We finally won, but it came at a price."

The death knight stretched out his hand and waved:

"Most of the demigods died in this battle... But they are not really dead! They live in another form, and they only need a specific ritual... They can return to the material world

...resurrection!"
Chapter completed!