Emen, they can achieve perfect communication with the forest elves without the need for language, and the Druid magic displayed by Moyana captured the hearts of the forest elves in an instant.

"This place is simply the paradise that all druids dream of. It is just like Val'sharah, no... this place is older than Val'sharah and is full of the breath of nature."

Moyana was walking on the road, and more and more forest elves were following her. They roared, called Moyana's name, called her the "Messenger of Great Life", and took the initiative to lead the way for the Druid.

, went to see the "holy object" that gave them new life.

A moment later, standing at the edge of the heart-pounding water, the druid stared dumbfounded at the Draenei spaceship in front of her that was completely covered in vines and plants. Even through the thick metal shell, she could feel it.

The ancient life resurrected in the spaceship...the natural source of life that once gave the entire world.

The oldest and most original remnant of life in the world of Draenor.

That kind of power may not be as shocking as the world tree Nordrassil, but the kind of offensive and devouring power it possesses, full of plundering and reshaping savage vitality, is something Moana has never seen before.

of.

Thinking of the mission given to her by Tyrion, and seeing the slowly reviving source of nature in front of her, Druid suddenly felt a sense of panic. She suddenly realized that she might not be able to solve it by herself.

The profound secret of the seed of the world before you.

Moyana took a deep breath, green light was faintly emitting in the surrounding air, and her breathing became heavier due to the pressure of life force visible to the naked eye.

"I must go back to Azeroth. I must...have to let my father come and see this. With it, we no longer need the World Tree. No, we can even use it as energy to reshape the entire world.

!Reshape all of...Azeroth!"

The druid turned around and looked at the primitive forest elves behind her who were sincerely worshiping the source of nature. A hint of cunning suddenly flashed in her blue eyes.

"Well...but before that, the Blighter Legion that Tyrion needed actually existed right under his nose!"
Chapter completed!