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Chapter 1789

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"I hope to resurrect all the Gods of the Wilderness who died in the War of the Ancients as soon as possible," Ysera said to Duque.

The God of the Wilderness was a very broad term.

A long, long time ago, in the vast World of Azeroth, there was a group of magical creatures. Most of them appeared in animal form, but they didn't need to experience life and death like ordinary creatures. Their abilities surpassed mortal creatures, and they even became the object of worship for some races. They were the Gods of the Wilderness.

All the Gods of the Wilderness were demigods.

Their essence was the powerful essence of life, representing life and nature. Their bodies existed in the material world, and their souls were bound in the Emerald Dream by Odur's Guardian, Freya.

In the Ancient War, in addition to the four demigods mentioned above, there were actually more than two dozen demigods. The more famous ones included the Boar God Agamagan, the bear brothers Ushok and Usor, and the Black Panther Demigod Amantha.

Naturally, the most famous was the White Deer God Malorne.

In ancient times, Malorne was like an outstanding diplomat of his race. He could always resolve all kinds of conflicts. Legend has it that Malorne's magic power was boundless, but he never abused it. He was elegant, wise, magnanimous, and tolerant, using his love for the World of Azeroth to maintain its peace and tranquility.

Before the War of the Ancients.

Whenever the world or the Night Elf civilization faced danger, Malorne the Wayfarer would appear in the form of a giant white deer to help the Night Elves. Although he had powerful magic, he never appeared in other forms. Malorne often strolled along the road of Azeroth, resolving all kinds of wars and disputes in his own way. He had avoided two civil wars among the Night Elves.

In the War of the Ancients, Cenarius asked Malorne and the other demigods of Azeroth to participate in the war against the Burning Legion. After a heated debate, Cenarius convinced them to join forces under the command of Jarod Shadowsong, who led the Night Elf army and other creatures against the Burning Legion.

In order to save his son Cenarius, Malorne used his great power to charge at the Burning Legion alone and engulfed the demon army.

Seeing that Malorne was gradually flattening his army, Archerons rushed out to fight Malorne in order to prevent his army from being completely destroyed. White Deer, who had used up a lot of energy in the previous battle, attacked him with all his might, but Archimonde used his powerful evil power to defeat Malorne and break his neck.

Duque had eaten a whale.

He knew that the Dragon Race had a huge appetite, and this whale eating method was quite shocking to him.

As the saying goes, you can't become fat in one bite. Duque felt that this saying was quite reasonable. If it was done step by step, he would raise all five limbs in approval.

What troubled Duque the most was that Ysera had set his sights on him.

"Duque, I know that reviving so many demigods in one go is indeed a huge project. If it's you, you should have a way, "Ysera said.

Duque rolled his eyes. F * ck, you can't even say it's daytime!

Or is this a test?

Duque shook his head deeply. "I'm sorry. Perhaps many beings see me as a prophet, as a guide. In reality, I'm not omniscient. No one is like that. Nozdormu can't, just like the Titans of the Pantheon didn't expect Sargeras to betray them. I only specialize in my own field. Clearly, reviving demigods isn't my forte. "

"I … I see!" Ysera seemed a little disappointed.

Duque bowed slightly. "If there's anything I can help with, I'll do my best. I'm sorry if it's beyond my abilities. Especially Malorne. As the strongest demigod of the wilderness, reviving him requires a lot of power, and natural power at that. Although I've dabbled in that aspect, I don't think it's something that you and I can do directly. Why don't we set a small goal first — like reviving Cenarius, whose power is far inferior to his? "

Ysera pulled himself together again, a simple and elegant smile with a hint of sweetness on his face. "I was rash. In that case, who do you think should we revive first? "

"Goldryn!" Duque said without hesitation.

"Alright!"

And so, Duque, Ysera, Tyrande, and Malfurion began to discuss how to revive these demigods.

Some demigods had indeed died in the Ancient War.

Some hadn't.

The so-called revival of the demigods who hadn't died was more like a return to the source of their power.

Ysera said, "Goldryn didn't die, but his soul seems to have split. We have to find his main body first."

Malfurion frowned. "I received news that the Twilight Hammer is afraid of Goldryn's power. They don't want to see Gorosh return to the world. So they summoned their own Wolf God, an existence that was distorted and misunderstood by their will. In reality, they used this non-existent spiritual body to contaminate Goldryn's main body, so that he would enter the ranks of the Evil Gods. "

Tyrande continued, "Are you talking about the Corrupted, Frenzied Wolverine Soth?"

"Yes! However, I don't know how to lure this Frenzied Wolverine Soth out. "

Duque suddenly clapped his hands and laughed. "That's easy."

The original method in the game was naturally for the players to find those werewolves who were desecrating the Holy Altar of Gorosh, kill them, obtain a batch of special incense, and then lure out Frenzied Wolverine Soth.

However, the Land of Fire had yet to officially merge with Azeroth, and the Twilight Hammer's operation had yet to begin. If they wanted to bring Goldryn back in advance, they would have to use special methods.

As soon as Duque opened the portal, the people on the other side were shocked. Then, Duque called out, "Come, my king, there's a small matter that I need you to run."

"This … I'm in the middle of a military conference! But alright … "

At the next moment, everyone on Mount Hyjal saw the helpless William and the other two.

When Duque told William about this, William's heart suddenly jumped strangely. It was a kind of joy that seemed to yearn to return to the source.

When he was in the Hammer of Misfortune, he was always respectfully called Gorosh by the Orcs.

However, when he had the opportunity to personally interact with this wolf demigod, he felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had met his father.

Duque patted William's shoulder affectionately. "William, although the power of Frenzied Wolverine Soth is nothing compared to Goldryn's main body, this beast must be eliminated first. But he had to destroy this beast first before the real Goldring could return. Ysera has already sensed the location of that thing. Go to the Throat of Lykensoth in the east of here. As long as you go in, this beast will come out on its own. Get rid of it and free Goldryn's soul! "

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