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Chapter 231 New Era

Onyxia: Dad is hanging in a tree!

Nefarios: Dad is finally hung on the tree!

Lying down beats hard work. If the direction is wrong, the harder you work, the faster you die! So the most important thing for us to do is to make good choices, not just work hard. Hard work is like suffering, and it is not worth singing praises. If the direction is wrong, the harder you work, the weaker you feel. The more you suffer, the more suffering you will have.

With the death of Deathwing, the entire battlefield fell silent, and the trolls began to flee. Gavinrad Doom immediately received an order from the Grand Marshal of the Alliance to go deep into the battlefield and kill as many as possible.

Half of the Tauren of the Terrortotem Clan fled with Magatha, and the other half laid down their weapons and surrendered to the Alliance. After all, Tauren were considered the main race of the Alliance, and their chieftain was fighting for the Alliance in the East Continent.

Most of the other Twilight followers were killed. After all, the followers were more hateful.

Taelan Fordring stood under the World Tree, and he seemed to have become one with the tree.

Soon the battle was over, and all the generals of the Alliance and the residents of Teldrassil gathered in the square in front of the World Tree.

As the Grand Marshal of the Alliance, Taelan Fording needs to make a speech and comfort the people who have lost their loved ones.

"People of the Alliance of Azeroth, Deathwing Neltharion has just been slain before the World Tree. This is a great victory that will usher in a new era!
We live in a world full of disasters. Every day there are ambitious people who try to destroy our homeland. Every day there are self-righteous lunatics who want to decide our future destiny for us.

Today we will use our powerful force to give them a warning. Anyone who attempts to destroy our homeland will be destroyed.

Whether it is the fat-headed old nobles or the warlike invaders; whether it is the Old Gods or their minion Deathwing; whether it is the Lich King of Northrend or the demon lords of the Burning Legion, or even the demon king Sargeras.

If they dare to enter our world and massacre our people, we will destroy them.

Over the past year, we have fought the evil Dragonmaw orcs in the dark fortress of Grim Batol; we have fought the fetid undead in Stratholme and Quel'Thalas; we have fought the Burning Legion's demons on the top of Mount Hyjal; we have fought the predatory centaur in the Barrens; we have fought the sky-blocking swarms of insects in the yellow sand of Silithus; we have fought the Fire Lord Ragnaros in Ironforge; and today we are fighting the Old God's minion Deathwing under our new world tree Teldrassil.

We have lost a lot. Countless compatriots died in the plague of the undead, the fel power of demons, the whispers of the Old Gods, and the cataclysm of the traitor Deathwing. Our comrades were left behind in the plains of Eastweald, the peaks of Hyjal, and the sandstorms of Silithus. Our homes have become ruins, and our cities have turned into seas of fire.

But we all defeated them. Nekros, the leader of the Dragonmaw orcs, Marduk, the general of the Scourge, Archimonde, the Eredar warlock, the Khan of the Centaurs, Ossirian the Unscarred in the ruins of Ahn'Qiraj, Cho'gall of the Twilight's Hammer, C'Thun, the ancient god, and Deathwing, the shameful traitor.

They were all defeated by the Alliance. We killed them one by one.

Tomorrow we will attack the deep sea of ​​Ny'alotha and destroy C'Thun's awakening city. In the future, we will enter the mysterious and terrifying Ulduar and face the curse of Yogg-Saron.

We will never surrender. We will eventually defeat all enemies and awaken our Titan!
For Azeroth! For the Alliance! For our people!"

As the huge head of Deathwing was hung on the World Tree, the atmosphere on the scene reached a climax, and everyone shouted for Azeroth with Tyran Fordring.

Only Sylvanas Windrunner looked at Taelan Fordring under the World Tree with a worried look on her face.

He still had to march into Ny'alotha, he was determined to eradicate all the Old Gods and turn these ancient enemies into ashes one by one.

He even wants to go on an expedition to the snow-covered Northrend. He has a long-term plan. He will not stop until he achieves his goal. She reached into her pocket and touched the ancient gold coin. Jaina looked at him with admiration.

The little blue dragon Stellagosa had stars in her eyes.

The Red Dragon Queen remained silent. The partner and brother who had fought together in the past had met his end and ended his madness. As for Tyran Fordring, what else could she do now except support him?

Malygos, the blue dragon king, stared blankly at the head hanging on the World Tree. He was finally dead. His wish was fulfilled. All that was left was to revive the blue dragon clan. Until the Burning Legion invaded again.

The common people didn't think so much. They were either immersed in the great power of Grand Marshal Taelan Fording or were still grieving for their dead relatives.

At this moment, the White Lady also rose into the sky. She shone with a fierce light. The Blue Child mischievously poked his head out from the clouds. He also shone with unprecedented light.

The two moons slowly approached each other and merged into one. A strange force emerged from the void, floating down from the sky like a silk ribbon.

Malfurion knelt on one knee and whispered, "Embrace of the Twin Moons."

"It seems that Elune has chosen a new Earth-Warder."

All the night elves knelt on one knee, paying homage to the gods they worshiped.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the rare and wonderful sight.

The World Tree Teldrassil suddenly glowed, its broken branches and leaves grew back, and the surrounding plants all turned green. It was so warm and so dazzling. It lit up the entire Barren Land, and the whole world seemed to be awakened at this moment.

Before the Moon Embrace, the World Tree sent out a milky white beam of light to surround Taelan Fording. An illusory little girl appeared in the void, still sleeping soundly. However, the scars on her body were much reduced, and the six strange powers behind her began to merge.

She seemed to be having a sweet dream, and a sense of the heaviness of the earth appeared on her body. It turned out that the authority of the earth had returned to the world itself.

She gently extended a finger, and a crystal fell on Taelan Fording, who was wrapped in white light.

"You have destroyed the traitor to the world, Deathwing, and power over the earth has returned to its true master.

Ezelena opened the world to you, allowing you to merge with the Force.

Your skill, Force Strike, is awakened.

When you detonate the Force, it is possible to trigger any subsequent effects of the Force you have drawn."

"Your Ezelena's Blessing Codex has been strengthened. It can now conserve more force."

"When all the forces become one, you will become a god."

(End of this chapter)