Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Chapter 1107: Rally at Mount Hyjal 2

But Tutor still shrunk his head into his tortoise shell, which was a sign of his annoyance. "There are just too many children. The entire Dark Gray Lake is filled with them. There is not enough food! And they are used to the sea water. I am worried that if they stay in the lake for too long, the fresh water will affect their health!"

Facing Tutor's happy troubles, Cenarius smiled softly: "Old friend, I will help you solve this matter. I will let Galinlema set aside a living area for your family on the Black Coast!"

"That's great!" Tutor's troubles were solved and he smiled happily for a moment.

"Hey!"

A pig-like squeal was heard, with a tone full of mockery.

"Our generous God of Nature, I have never seen you help my family in these ten thousand years?"

Agamemnon, who had been lying on his side, turned over and stood up, and the ground around him shook.

"My tribe of wild boars live in a barren land, eating raw meat and drinking blood, and eating fruit as food. How come they are worthless after I die?"

The boar demigod's words resonated with the giant bear demigod Ursoc. Their tribe, the bearmen, also received support from the night elves. Fortunately, in the ten thousand years since they lost their gods, the bearmen had become self-reliant and strong, and had not fallen into depravity like the boar men.

"That's right, Cenarius. We also contributed to Azeroth and even sacrificed our lives. According to the original agreement between the Dragon Guardians and the Night Elves, the power of Nordrassil is not only to maintain the immortality of the Night Elves, but the excess power is to be used to resurrect us!"

The reason why Agamemnon and Ursoc were dissatisfied was not only because their followers did not receive the treatment they deserved, but also because they did not resurrect them. Most of the demigods of the wilderness became gods from wild animals, and they still had animal instincts in their bones. In particular, Agamemnon liked to eat, and Ursoc liked lively activities and hunting by nature, rather than sleeping endlessly in the Emerald Dream in the form of souls.

Ursoc's words made Cenarius very embarrassed and helpless. Although the Demigod of the Wilds had endless life, he was not awake every day. Especially as a Demigod of Nature, he would also fall asleep and enter the Emerald Dream.

In the matter of resurrecting the demigods who died in the War of the Ancients, Tyrande indeed violated the covenant with the guardian dragons. She used the excess power of the World Tree to strengthen the night elf race.

This is in disguised form of adding believers to Elune and Cenarius, making it difficult to evaluate Cenarius.

"Alright, alright everyone, it's over now, and most of us have been resurrected from the Emerald Dream."

Avina came out to smooth things over. In fact, she and the brothers Agamemnon and Ursoc were in the same camp and should stand on their side.

In fact, among so many demigods of the wilderness, only Cenarius, Tutuola and Goldrinn who survived the War of the Ancients, and the White Deer God who was protected by Ysera in the deepest part of the Emerald Dream escaped from Garen's clutches.

The old turtle is honest, the wolf god is aloof, and the other demigods, considering Cenarius and his mentor Galinrema, did not join the team to trample on Cenarius.

Ursoc and Agamemgan were still a little angry, but as colleagues they didn't want to offend Avina.

Just at this time, a group of horned hippogryphs, storm crows and green dragons flew over from the southern sky.

Many demigods in the wilderness knew that the real master had arrived, and they all stood up to greet him.

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