Azeroth Shadow of the Moon Chapter 117

Andrea did not count on one or two provocations to be decisive.

Nefarian, Onyxia and other heirs of the Black Dragon Prince made it clear that they wanted to protect themselves wisely and sit on the mountain to watch the tiger fight. Unless their luck psychology is completely shattered, the heirs of the Black Dragon King will always have the last hope for their father to regain his sanity .

Having met with the important heirs of the Black Dragon King twice and made inducements, Andrea believed that this group of black dragons who were not stupid should take action, at least follow their own words to induce them to investigate the existence records of the ancient gods.

Andrea wasn't worried that they couldn't find relevant records. As a scholar-type black dragon, Nefarian had a lot of knowledge reserves.

As long as they search for the existence of the Dark Empire, as one of the guardian races of Azeroth, they should be able to get the answers they want.

After the Highmountain incident, Andrea did not return immediately, but circled around the Broken Isles in a large circle.

It's not just flying around for fun, but Andrea's purpose is to record the coordinates of the new magic net node after the Broken Islands separated from the main continent.

As long as you give the coordinates to the arcanist in Moonlight Town after returning this time, it will be much easier to travel between the Broken Isles and Kalimdor in the future.

In the process of recording the magic net nodes, Andrea had a general understanding of the Broken Isles 10,000 years ago.

Storm Fjord is not much different from what it was 10,000 years later. Large and small Vrykul tribes are scattered throughout the fjords. The tribes fight each other for territory and survival resources, and wars spread throughout the fjords.

Suramar City, the core area of ​​the Broken Isles, was shrouded in a giant purple barrier, and the entire core area of ​​the city was within the range of the barrier.

Large tracts of land outside the city were abandoned, and the ruins of gorgeous night elf buildings were scattered in the forest.

It has only been a few years since the end of the War of the Ancients, and the problems of overpopulation and insufficient resources in Suramar have not yet become prominent. The nightfallen elves who have not been exiled at this time, the outer city is peaceful.

Returning to Val'sharah from northern Suramar, Andrea slowed down her flight.

The air quality in this primeval forest is very high, and night elf villages, large and small, are scattered all over Val'sharah.

These brethren living in the Broken Isles have lost contact with Kalimdor for several years, and they are gradually getting used to their new life away from the mainland.

Andrea's appearance surprised the night elves in Val'sharah. They didn't expect someone to cross the ocean to the Broken Isles, and the villages he stopped along the way warmly welcomed him.

After observing and asking the villagers, Andrea learned that these villages were established after the War of the Ancients.

During the war, the precarious night elves, driven by a sense of crisis, gathered together in Black Rook Castle, a logistical fortress.

Although the upheaval of the world made Valsharah's shadow elves very frightened for a while, when everything returned to tranquility, they gradually left the overcrowded camping area outside Black Rook Castle.

These runaway shadow elves formed groups and established many villages in the vast Valshara, starting their new lives again.

After questioning the villages along the way, Andrea learned that there is a temple of the moon **** named Isadalla in the center of Valshara.

To the south of the Temple of the Moon God is the woodland where Cenarius once lived, and there is a medium-sized town named Lora Hill near the woodland.

The night elves living in all parts of Val'sharah will rush to Lola Hill every other month, and the big market will provide them with a lot of daily necessities.

Speaking of Lola Hill, Andrea suddenly recalled the information that Shandris had mentioned before.

Lora Hill existed long before the War of the Ancients. This is the hometown where Shandris and Andrea were born. Members of the Moon Shadow Family and the Feather Moon Family are also buried in the cemetery outside Lora Hill.

Andrea didn't inherit the memory of his predecessor, so he didn't know where his old house was, but when he went to Lora Hill to inquire, the townspeople quickly pointed out to him the location of the Moonshadow family's ancestral house.

"Master Andrea Moon Shadow is a celebrity in Lora Hill. I heard that he was brave in the battle with the devil. The surviving residents of this small town decided to restore the old house of the Moon Shadow family as a memorial. .”

Back then when Lola Hill was attacked by demons, not only the Moon Shadow and Feather Moon Clan, but all the night elves living here suffered a devastating blow. Among the aborigines, not one out of ten survived by chance.

Nowadays, most of the residents of Lorah Hill moved here later, and Andrea walked on the rather lively street, but no one recognized him.

Standing in front of the restored old house of the Moonshadow family, many tourists from all over Valshara came to Lola Hill to visit here.

'Is it considered a tourist attraction...'

Shaking his head helplessly and amusedly, Andrea turned his head to look at another wooden mansion next to him, which should be the former residence of the Yuyue family.

Because the villages encountered along the way were notified in advance, when the monthly market was held, the village chiefs and mayors of the surrounding villages and towns all came to Lora Hill together.

Fleet, the mayor of Lora Hill, was one of the survivors who escaped the demon attack. He was very surprised and puzzled when these village chiefs gathered in Lora Hill.

"Everyone, what's the matter with you? Is there any group activity going to be held recently?"

One of the village chiefs asked strangely, "Mayor Fleet, haven't you heard of it?"

Fleet asked blankly, "What did you hear?"

"Let me explain."

The door of the town hall opened, and a silver-haired man wearing a druid robe walked in from the outside. His eyes were very strange gold-rimmed black pupils.

Mayor Fleet saw those very rare golden eyes, and the familiar face of the other party immediately brought back memories in his heart.

"You are! Andrea?! How are your eyes..."

The mayor's reaction stunned Andrea for a moment, and then he said with a wry smile, "Sorry, I lost all my memories of the past due to a severe head injury during the war, are you?"

Fleet nodded suddenly, and then introduced himself a little sadly, "Call me Fleet, I had some contacts with the Moon Shadow family before."

Andrea reached out and shook Fleet, "Mayor Fleet, please postpone the reminiscence for now, let's get straight to the point."

"I came here this time to reconnect Val'sharah with Kalimdor, and I need your help."

Most of the chiefs of the villages and towns that Andrea had informed in advance were relatively calm, and the rest of the uninformed people showed surprise expressions like Fleet.

"Really? What are we going to do?"

Andrea smiled and explained, "I need you to gather all the druids in your respective villages and towns and gather them in Cenarius Woods."

"I need to borrow the help of this sacred forest full of natural power and the druids, try to get in touch with Cenarius in the Emerald Dream, and link Valsharah to the range of the world tree Nordrassil."

Chapter end