Chapter 646 Tyrande Whisperwind

Levin stared at the young night elf in front of him. Her face was painted with purple facial lines, like a mysterious totem, giving her a strange charm.

Her long blue hair was delicately tied into a high ponytail, swaying gently with her movements, as if flowing with a clear spring under the moonlight. Her expression is resolute and her eyes are like a torch. It can be seen that beneath her beautiful appearance, there is an unyielding warrior soul.

"Hello, Mr. Levin." The night elf's voice was as sweet as a silver bell. She nodded slightly and paid tribute to Levin, "My name is Tyrande, Tyrande Whisperwind. Our team is on a mission. I passed by here on the way, but unfortunately I was attacked by a demon."

Speaking of this, her voice trembled a little and her expression became depressed, recalling that tragic battle, "Now, I am the only one left in this team."

"Tylande?" Levin was slightly shocked when he heard the name.

As a former World of Warcraft player, he would certainly not be unfamiliar with the name Tyrande Whisperwind.

This was one of the most important figures of the night elves in the War of the Ancients, and he even held the position of leader of the night elves 10,000 years later.

He carefully looked at Tyrande in front of him. Even with Levin's eyes that had seen all the girls, this girl was indeed incredibly beautiful. Moreover, there is no arrogance or condescension that clergy often have in her words and deeds. Instead, she is youthful, lively, friendly and generous. More importantly, her gentle and friendly voice is like a melodious singing voice resounding in the empty valley, with lingering lingering sounds that make people feel happy and happy. The corners of his mouth curled up consciously—it was indeed the calamity of beauty that could turn brothers Malfurion and Illidan against each other.

At this moment, Tyrande was opening her bright eyes with worry and expectation, waiting for Levin's response.

The traveler took a deep breath and looked up at the burning battlefield.

The war is raging and the smoke is filled. This is a land that belongs to warriors. He felt the magic and power in the air, and felt an inexplicable excitement in his heart.

"So... I have indeed come to the world of Warcraft."

Levin was finally able to confirm that the planet he was on was Azeroth, which was full of mystery and legend. And that sudden wave of traveling through time and space was probably caused by the personal control of Nozdormu, the dragon that guards time.

He recalled the plot of the original plot. In that time and space, Nozdormu sent the human mage Ronin, the red dragon Krasus, and the orc warrior Brox Shiga back to the distant ten thousand years ago. It was the dark night. During the ancient war, the elves and the Burning Legion were fighting fiercely.

Levin sighed, feeling very emotional. He couldn't tell whether this timing was good or bad.

In this era, the various races in World of Warcraft - humans, orcs, blood elves, dwarves, undead, etc. have not yet been born, and countless people and things he is familiar with have not yet been born. The dominant mortal race in the world is the noble and mysterious night elves, and this world is facing a huge threat from the invasion of the Burning Legion and is in danger of being on the verge of overturning at any time.

However, chaos is also a ladder.

If he was facing a stable night elf empire, as an outsider, it would be difficult for him to achieve anything here.

On the contrary, in this time of war, anything is possible.

Thinking of this, Levin couldn't help but shook his head slightly, "Sorry, Tyrande, I am a druid from the border of Zul'Dazar. I left the empire before and embarked on a journey to explore the legendary country where the Pandaren live. , I just came back here recently. I didn’t expect that in the blink of an eye, the world would turn out like this.”

As he spoke, he showed a sincere expression and said: "Can you please explain the current situation to me? I feel a little at a loss about these sudden changes."

Pretending to be a night elf bumpkin from the frontier was Levin's last-minute plan.

At the critical moment of the demonic invasion, in his original human appearance, he appeared in the country of the night elves in his original human appearance, and could easily be regarded as a spy sent by the demons. After all, there are many demon races with different forms. The night elves will inevitably be wary of all the alien races they have never seen before, and there is no guarantee that they will not regard all the alien races they have never seen as demons——Even if Levin is lucky, As a human, it was difficult to obtain information from the night elves, so from the beginning, he planned to blend in as a night elf.

Therefore, Levin decided to blend in as a night elf.

However, as a night elf, it is impossible for him to know nothing about this world. So, he set up an image for himself as a country bumpkin from the frontier who didn't know much about the world, plus an experience of visiting the panda people as his cover.

In this way, he can use this identity as an excuse to ask questions openly and honestly, and at the same time ask other people various questions reasonably without worrying about arousing unnecessary suspicion.

Even if you don’t have social connections, it’s okay. The problem is that your hometown was slaughtered by demons. After all, in this world’s backward political governance level, even Queen Azshara’s power cannot reach every corner, let alone verify a single household registration. , the identity of an orphan who has no identity.

Tyrande looked at the druid in front of him who claimed to be from the frontier, and couldn't help but feel a trace of doubt in his heart.

For a young woman, characters like Levin are indeed rare. If she were in the future, she might have doubts about Levin, but now she is young after all, and it might be that Levin has shown the ability of a druid. Tyrande didn't have much doubt about Levin, and told Levin everything about the current situation of the night elves.

In ancient times, the night elves were not the beautiful people they are today.

The origin of the world is closely connected with a magical well - that is the Well of Eternity.

Nourished by this mysterious well, these trolls living near the Well of Eternity, as a branch of the tribe, quietly began their journey of evolution.

As time goes by, their appearance gradually loses its former ugliness and roughness, and is replaced by a gradually emerging elegance and wisdom.

They abandoned their original barbaric customs and longed to embrace the light of civilization. As a result, a new species was born on the ancient continent of Kalimdor, and they were given the new name of white night elves.

The night elves are full of curiosity and desire for the secrets of the Well of Eternity.

They delve into the magic of well water and explore the mysteries contained within it. This persistence and wisdom allowed their civilization to rise rapidly, and their living area continued to expand as their power increased. On the ancient continent of Kalimdor, they became a powerful force that cannot be ignored.

However, night elf society is not monolithic. The night elves, who are a different class of civilians from the upper elf who master arcane energy through the Well of Eternity, pay more attention to harmonious coexistence with nature.

They revere nature and respect every life. This simple life concept gradually attracted the attention of a great being.

He is the forest demigod Cenarius.

Cenarius was highly vigilant about the play of arcane magic by the nobles in the Night Elf Empire, but he was deeply attracted by the love and respect for nature of the common night elves in Kangxi.

He observed them and communicated with them, and the two sides gradually established a deep friendship over time.

Cenarius had high hopes for this new intelligent race. He believed that as long as he was given the right guidance, these night elves would become the guardians of nature in the future and protect this beautiful land alongside him.

Therefore, under the careful guidance of Cenarius, some night elves began to try to contact and understand the ways of nature. They learned how to communicate with nature and how to use the power of nature to maintain balance and harmony. This was the original origin of the Druid sect.

During the years when the night elves were deeply exploring the ways of nature, one name gradually stood out among the many scholars, and he was Malfurion Stormrage.

This young night elf was Tyrande's childhood sweetheart. With his extraordinary talent and love for nature, he won the favor of the forest demigod Cenarius and became his disciple under his personal guidance. He was also known as the first A mortal druid.

Cenarius had high hopes for Malfurion. He not only taught him the skills of the druid, but also taught him the wisdom of living in harmony with nature. Under the careful guidance of his mentor, Malfurion grew rapidly, and his name began to be spread among the night elves, becoming a symbol representing the way of nature.

However, while the way of druidry gradually spread among the night elves, Queen Azshara's fanatical worship and exploration of the Well of Eternity caused Cenarius to be deeply worried.

As a powerful wilderness demigod that has existed since ancient times, Cenarius has a deep understanding of the instability of arcane energy. He is worried that the top leaders of the night elves will go further and further in the pursuit of power, eventually leading to irreversible consequences. disaster.

In order to curb the spread of arcane worship in night elf society, Cenarius decided to let Malfurion further promote the ideas of the Druid sect. In this way, he hopes to guide the night elves to return to nature and regain their respect for nature.

After defeating the Troll Empire, under the rule of Queen Azshara, the Night Elf Empire reached an unprecedented heyday.

The prosperity of the six major cities and the prestige of the Queen have made people full of expectations for the future. However, in this vast territory, there is one place that Queen Azshara is unwilling and dare not easily set foot in - Mount Hyjal, where many powerful wilderness demigods live.

There is only one area within the territory of the Dark Night Empire that Azshara is unwilling and dare not easily set foot in - Mount Hyjal, where many powerful wild demigods live.

Although Queen Azshara was full of disdain for the wild forest and the demigods rolling in the dirt, in order to maintain the ancient tradition of the night elves being close to nature, she still ordered that the people of the tribe were prohibited from setting foot on this sacred land at will.

This ban protects the tranquility and harmony of Mount Hyjal to a certain extent, and also provides a relatively independent development space for the Druid sect.

Pictured is Tyrande.