My understanding is incredible, I built a floating city in Hogwarts

After listening to Shandris's narration, Levin couldn't help but fall into deep thought. He couldn't help but sigh at the inertia of history - or more accurately, the persistence of Xavius.

Because the plan to capture Tyrande and offer her to Queen Azshara was planned and resolutely implemented by Xavius.

Of course, Levin also wanted to rescue Tyrande, not only because of the oracle of Elune, but also because of the deep friendship between him and Tyrande.

However, he was not as worried as Malfurion. Because he knew that Tyrande, as the chief elect of Elune, was always protected by the power of the moon. This power was like the colorful clothes described in "Journey to the West", which allowed Tyrande to escape any danger.

Those demons and upper elves wanted to harm Tyrande, which was simply wishful thinking.

Let alone prison play.avi, with the power of the moon, even touching her would be as difficult as ascending to heaven. The only thing they could do was to imprison Tyrande in the dungeon and try to force her to surrender by starving her of food and water.

However, how could Levin miss such a thing as a hero saving a beautiful girl? After all, Tyrande was the girl he liked, and he couldn't let Malfurion steal the limelight.

More importantly, it was not often that he could capture the heart of the future leader of the strongest race in Ai "450" ​​Xerath.

Just as Levin was deep in thought, thinking about how to save Tyrande from the clutches of the devil, a figure quietly approached.

The natural breath flowing from the other person was like a spring breeze blowing through the forest, allowing Levin to instantly determine that this was a fellow druid.

"Senior Levin?" A clear voice broke the silence. The little druid was a little reserved and respectful. He came to deliver a message, "General Commander Garrod asks you to go to the main camp for a meeting."

Generally, only an ordinary guard is needed to deliver a message. This time, a druid was sent out out of respect for Levin.

"Senior Levin?" Levin was slightly stunned, and was a little surprised by this sudden address. The doubt in his eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by a gentle smile: "Okay, I'll go over right away. Thank you for your hard work, your name is..."

The little druid seemed a little shy. He rubbed his nose and said in a slightly childish voice: "Salandra, my name is Salandra Linge, a second-generation druid."

As he spoke, he looked up at Levin, his eyes flashing with a burning light: "I heard that you are the first druid who comprehends the power of nature on your own without relying on anyone's guidance, right? The firebird you transformed into is so cool, how did you do it..."

His words were full of admiration and curiosity for Levin.

The druid group, including Malfurion, and even the demigod Cenarius, were full of curiosity about him, a druid outside the system.

After all, the druids of the night elves have a complete heritage and system, while Levin is like an alternative existence. His existence is not only a part of the mainstream druid group.It is a challenge and an exploration of possibilities.

This uniqueness is what attracts the attention of Selandra and many druids.

Malfurion, who was inspired by the forest demigod Cenarius, is known as the great mentor of all druids. Under his personal guidance, the first generation of druids came into being.

The second generation of druids are apprentices carefully trained by the first generation of druids who have been recognized and apprenticed by Malfurion.

The young Selandra Linge in front of him is one of the best. His mentor is Fandral Staghelm, a name that will become a fire druid and betray the night elves in the future. However, at this time, he is still loyal to his beliefs and mission.

That's right, it is the Fandral in Levin's memory, the night elf traitor who will become the first fire druid in the future.

Of course, it may not be fair to judge Fandral by future events.

After all, after Levin, the unexpected variable, joined Azeroth, the future direction has become confusing. No one can predict what kind of changes he will bring to the world.

In short, in the eyes of other druids, if someone claims that he can master the skills of druids without relying on anyone's teaching, it is undoubtedly nonsense, and none of them will believe it. After all, even a genius like Malfurion followed Cenarius for a long time, received personal teachings from the demigod, and became a great druid after a long time.

However, Levin's existence broke this routine.

After all, there is indeed no record of his information within the druid group, but the testimony of many witnesses such as Lasar Lazar proved that he did have the ability to use druid spells. And his unique phoenix transformation is even more amazing, and this skill is obviously not something that their group can teach.

At least so far, the druids among them can only transform into giant eagles, horned hippogryphs and storm crows at most. No one can reach Levin's transformation realm like a phoenix nirvana.

This is enough to prove that Levin is indeed not from their system.

While dealing with various questions from Selandra, Levin followed her forward and soon reached the destination.

Selandra politely reported loudly to the tent: "Commander-in-Chief Garold, I brought Lord Levin."

Garold's gentle and low voice came from the tent: "Well, thank you for your hard work, please let him in."

Following Selandra's guidance, Levin stepped into the central army tent.

He first looked around and his eyes swept gently over everyone. Several people with different expressions surrounded Garold, concentrating on studying the map on the table and whispering to each other. Maiev, the temporary leader of the Sisterhood, was also among them, and her expression looked particularly serious.

After spotting Levin, the battle priest winked at him, making Levin feel dizzy for a moment.

This female Tyrannosaurus actually showed a playful side.

JustAt this moment, a night elf with a loud voice and a burly figure slammed the table, breaking the silence in the air. He was half a head taller than his peers, and his grass-green messy hair fluttered in the wind. In addition to the feather leather armor buckled on his shoulders, his strong muscles on the upper body shone in the sun, looking extremely strong and very in line with "nature".

"Excuse me, commander-in-chief." The night elf said in a resolute tone, "Although your steady and cautious strategy is in line with the current situation, I think Archdruid Malfurion will not agree with your approach."

The silver-haired man in the lead was Jarod Shadowsong, who had a brief exchange with Levin when he first arrived here.

At this moment, he shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Indeed, considering the safety of the Whisperwind Priest, the Archdruid's concerns are completely understandable... ........ ”

“But I hope he can look at the whole battle situation and put the overall situation first.” He paused, and then Jarod stretched out his hand and pointed at the location of Sin Aishalin on the map on the table, looking at the direction with deep eyes: “Although we have pushed the front line to the suburbs of Sin Aishalin with the help of the demigods while the demons are not yet firmly established, it is extremely difficult to go further.”

He continued: “In the battles in recent days, the Burning Legion has begun to gradually adapt to the impact of the demigods. Malonos, Malchezaar, Kazroga and other strong men of the Burning Legion have appeared on the front line one after another, and their strength is frightening. If we are not careful and go deep into the enemy camp, that is, Even demigods are at risk of falling. "

At this point, Jarod rubbed his brows tiredly, and a hint of helplessness was revealed in his voice: "In addition, we need more allies. Not only demigod allies, but also the support of mortal armies. With our current strength, we can only barely maintain a balance with the Burning Legion, and we can't launch further attacks to close the portal of the Well of Eternity. In the process, the Burning Legion is continuously sending more demons to Azeroth. If we don't get the support of new forces, sooner or later we will be dragged down by the endless reinforcements of the Burning Legion. "

After hearing Jarod's words, Levin couldn't help but nodded with deep emotion.

Indeed, this new commander is completely different from the previous noble generals. He does not have the arrogant attitude of regarding the battle that determines the fate of Azeroth as a civil war among the night elves, but sincerely cares about the future of the entire Azeroth.

Levin also realized a more critical piece of information: the strongest combat force of the Burning Legion's vanguard, Archimonde the Defiler, has not yet appeared on the battlefield. This seemed to mean that Archimonde believed that the current situation was still under his control and he did not need to take action himself. This was undoubtedly a disturbing signal, but it also reminded Levin and his companions that they had to work harder to turn the tide of the battle.

At this time, Levin's eyes fell on the upper body of the naked night elf.

He saw from this personrecognized his identity from his appearance - the second-in-command of the Druids, Malfurion's most valued apprentice, Fandral Staghelm. Fandral seemed to be in deep trouble. He scratched his head irritably, and his grass-green long hair, which was already poorly cared for, became even more messy.

"Tsk! What a trouble." Fandral muttered, "We have mobilized all the allies we can summon. The demigods brought their own families from Mount Hyjal, and there are also natural allies such as Chimera, Dryads, and Elven Dragons. Mr. Levin also found tauren and bear monsters, but where can we find more reinforcements?"

"That..." Levin heard this and suddenly raised his hand to interrupt the argument. He looked around until all eyes were focused on him, and then he continued, "Can I make a suggestion?"

Everyone was stunned, and it seemed that they had just noticed that Levin had come to the tent. They turned around one after another, with expressions of surprise and expectation on their faces.

Before this, they had been immersed in a heated discussion and completely ignored everything around them.