Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

The birth of his daughter made Andrea more focused. Even for the future of his precious daughter, he must fight for a bright path for her in this crisis-ridden world.

Aurora's birth seemed to have stimulated Tyrande a bit. Recently, Malfurion's time to enter the Emerald Dream was forcibly shortened, and when he woke up in the evening, he also yawned violently as if he lacked sleep.

Little Aurora has lived in an environment full of stars and moons since she was born, and many people in her family revolve around this little life.

Because of Leticia's frizzy personality, after she almost dropped little Aurora on the ground by a mistake, Andrea severely stripped her of the right to hold her daughter.

Seles may have realized something from the birth of Aurora and the death of her father, and now she looks much more cheerful than before.

Although I still get a little confused occasionally, and I am still merciless when I should be black-bellied, but the lonely and gloomy expressions that occasionally appeared in the past have gradually disappeared.

In order to make up for her absence for a year, Shandris resolutely returned to the Sentinel after Lieutenant Xia Yue asked for maternity leave.

The disrupted daily life of Shandris and Andrea returned to the normal track. The difference is that they have more sense of responsibility and a little pistachio at home.

...

The time of peace passed very quickly, and more than two thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.

Aurora grew up under the care and education of her parents and many aunts and uncles.

Unlike her parents, this child is not interested in important issues related to the whole family, such as politics and military affairs. She has been keen on various artistic creations and technological innovations since she was a child, following a typical folk route.

Today is about 4,600 years before the Dark Portal, and the past two thousand years have passed extremely peacefully.

Apart from the experience of raising children, Andrea couldn't even come up with anything worth mentioning.

There were no warnings from the Dark Night Republic's borders around the world. Although some friction with foreign races was inevitable, none of them were big enough to alarm the Supreme Council.

Andrea has already completed the transformation and upgrading of the domestic industrial chain, and now most of the repetitive and boring low-end work is done by automated arcane equipment.

The craftsmen who have made a surplus continue to pursue high-end customization with excellence. With the advancement of magic technology, people no longer need to worry about the most basic basic necessities of life, and they begin to pursue a higher quality of life.

The same mass-produced goods can no longer satisfy them, and the exquisite products produced by high-end craftsmen are not worried about sales.

Most of the entire Kalimdor continent is now under the control of the night elves, and even if they do not directly settle in, sentries will be arranged to monitor them.

Things like Thousand Needles, the Barrens, and the next door to the almost barren red land.

The worms in Silithus still have no intention of expanding. They live in the desert obediently, and seem to have no interest in external expansion.

However, the high-level night elves never relaxed their monitoring of Silithus, and a hidden outpost was built at the junction of the crater and the Silithus desert.

The druids of the Cenarion Council are responsible for monitoring Silithus in addition to studying the ecological environment of the crater.

I don't know if there is such a saying as fate, but the leader of this Cenarion team is none other than Fandral's son, Valstein.

After more than 2,000 years of peace, some guys who have endured for a long time finally couldn't restrain the evil thoughts in their hearts, and began to show their minions.

...

In the city of Sandara, the old mayor Roddick had already moved to the vicinity of Nordrassil with the officials at that time to receive the nourishment of the World Tree.

This is the first time he returned to this city of the Northland after two thousand years away from Sandara. When he revisited his old place, Roddick discovered some abnormalities at the northern border of Sandara Moonsong Forest.

"Strange vein?"

"yes."

Roddick's beard and hair are still white, and his life form has been fixed by Nordrassil's blessing. As long as he doesn't leave the range of the World Tree for a long time, he won't continue to age.

Leading Andrea and others to the north of Moonsong Forest near the Storm Cliffs, the group found a strange metal vein in the rugged cliffs and snow-capped mountains.

'this is……'

Andrea's pupils shrank suddenly when he saw this strange green ore.

Despite the long period of peace, Andrea has never forgotten the threat that lurks in the shadows of Azeroth.

"That's them."

Roddick put on special enchanted gloves and squatted down, knocking some samples from this small piece of ore.

Aurora, who followed her father to watch the fun, enchanted her hands, and solemnly took the ore from Roddick's hand and inspected it carefully.

Roddick said solemnly, "I have studied it. This ore will absorb the vitality of all nearby animals and plants. Although the process is relatively slow, it is a problem that cannot be ignored in the long run."

Aurora looked at the ore samples in her hand, and said with a frown, "Father, these ores are weird. They don't look like dead things at all, they're just like..."

"It's like having a life of its own, right?"

"Ok……"

Andrea let out a long breath of foul breath, "Has it finally started?" '

Because of the cataclysm more than 5,000 years ago, the prisons of the guardians of the titans that imprisoned the ancient gods were loosened to varying degrees, the most serious of which was Yogg-Saron, the demon of thousands of throats, who was imprisoned near the furnace of will.

With the help of traitors inside, Yogg-Saron's escape has become more and more undisguised, and these ores protruding from the ground are one of the proofs.

Saronite, this strange ore grown in Northrend, is from a certain perspective the eyes and ears of Yogg-Saron monitoring the world.

If there is no way to deal with these wildly expanding ores, Yogg-Saron will spread his tentacles to the entire arctic continent sooner or later.

There is indeed a ready-made solution, but it is not a perfect solution, and some hidden dangers will inevitably arise.

'Trouble...'

He rubbed between his brows with a headache, the dilemma made him unable to make up his mind for a while.

Andrea had already prepared for this. Many years ago, he ordered Fandral to conduct in-depth research on the planting of the World Tree.

Now Fandral and his direct druids are sure to avoid Yogg-Saron's prison and plant the world tree. The problem lies in the series of chain reactions after planting the tree.

After pondering for a moment, Andrea said to her daughter, "Aurora, go to the Emerald Dreamland and convey my words to Her Majesty Ysera."

"The ancient gods are about to move, and their tentacles have begun to protrude from the ground. I hope to immediately call the guardian dragon to discuss how to deal with it."

"I know~"