Lu Helmet was from the same era, and she had also experienced the Quicksand War. She looked at Lu Helmet's excited posture, and she persuaded:

"Even if we agree to join this war, we still have to convince Lord Remulos, the guardian of Moonglade. Without the help of the guardians of the jungle and the dryads, it will be difficult for us to organize a strong army, especially after we lost the bear people.

After this important ally, the Sentinel Legion and the Priesthood are also busy cleaning up the demonic scourge in Ashenvale..."

The female archdruid expressed concern:

"Perhaps, fighting on two fronts at this time is a wrong choice. Even with the great strength of Kaldorei, it is difficult for us to shoulder two wars at the same time."

"Haha, if Tyrande still has some sense, she will know which side to stand on."

Deer Helmet sneered and said:

"The demons in Ashenvale are indeed a big trouble, but the reaction of the High Priest of the Moon is a bit excessive. Those demons do not have enough backup. Compared with the trouble of the insect people being close at hand, the threat of the demons hiding in the Shadow Castle can be mitigated slightly.

Let's play it off later...I mean, we should be focusing on more complex and dire threats."

"Don't forget, Staghelm, the bugmen did cause us a lot of trouble..."

The last person to speak was an old and clumsy voice. In the halo of the power of nature, Deer Helm could clearly see the huge size of the Archdruid. It was several meters tall, and its whole body was made of solid materials.

It is composed of old tree trunks. Between the lush orange leaves above the head, there are two bright candles hanging, and between the leaves and on the trunk, there is a pair of blue eyes.

This is an ancient tree, an ancient tree of knowledge that has survived from the birth of elves to the present. Its name is Elothel, and it is an important leader of the entire Cenarion Council. Other druids respect it as the "Heritage Great Druid".

"E", the entire Cenarion Circle was established and developed under the watchful eye of Elothiel.

At this time, this ancient tree who had experienced a long time and gained enough wisdom said tremblingly:

"But don't forget the demon invasion ten thousand years ago, the ancient war, the tragic... You have also experienced that war. Compared with the demons, the threat of the bugs is not that terrible... Staghelm, you

You need to calm down, the tragedy of Valstein is still affecting you, you should..."

"Don't mention my son in front of me!"

Staghelm's roar resounded throughout the entire den for a moment, and he seemed to be enraged:

"Don't mention that! My son's death in battle has nothing to do with it! The war between bugs and humans...has nothing to do with Vastann!"
Chapter completed!