As Tyrande spoke, the look in her eyes as she regarded Galen Remar revealed a complex mix of emotions.
In Auberdine, a large town on the Darkshore of Kalimdor, Galen was gazing at the massive shadow in the misty sea.
In the night, the gloomy sea was shrouded in huge storm clouds, as if a massive storm was about to strike at any moment.
That huge shadow was Teldrassil, a new World Tree planted by Tyrande herself!
It towered into the clouds, its branches even larger than the land area of Alterac, and its dense canopy was large enough to accommodate an entire civilization.
And that was indeed the case. The night elves had built their new capital on the canopy: Darnassus!
"Nordrassil still survives, although the druids have tried their best to heal it, it still hasn't recovered. For the future of the night elf race, I can only plant this new World Tree!"
Tyrande quietly came to Galen's side, her gaze still complex.
As a ruler, one of the highest leaders of the night elves, her feelings towards Galen Remar were complicated.
On the one hand, Galen Remar was once her and Malfurion's closest comrade. He not only saved her during the War of the Ancients but also saved Malfurion. She still keeps the banana Galen gave her, and she still owes Galen a favor!
On the other hand, Galen Remar's existence divided the entire night elf race, causing the entire race to split into two factions, Hyjal and Eldre'Thalas, for ten thousand years!
Although most night elves believe that Hyjal and Eldre'Thalas are one, only Tyrande knows that Thalen Tendrils has always been disobeying her orders, and Fandral Staghelm has publicly criticized her decrees!
For ten thousand years, Malfurion has been in slumber, and the army loyal to Eldre'Thalas made her even more fearful. Tyrande was powerless to change this situation and could only let it develop!
Originally, she thought that Galen Remar's death at Mount Hyjal would be an opportunity for the night elf race to reunite. She planted Teldrassil, and it grew smoothly under the care of the druids. As a result, she soon discovered that Malfurion and a large number of druids had been lost in the Emerald Dream. With the archdruids unable to rescue them, she had no choice but to resurrect Galen Remar!
Galen didn't notice Tyrande's gaze, and even if he did, he wouldn't care.
This feeling of hating him but not being able to kill him was absolutely wonderful!
Moreover, in Galen's opinion, Tyrande was not suitable to be the leader of the night elves at all. Her thinking was narrow, and her vision was not broad enough!
At this time, Galen was still staring at Teldrassil!
This place was too profound for him!
In his previous life, his first profession in the game was a night elf druid. At that time, as a newbie, he struggled here for an afternoon to get out of the novice village. All kinds of satyr-infested caves made him dizzy!
"Teldrassil does not have the blessing of the Dragon Aspects. It cannot restore immortality to the race. It is just a new home, not a World Tree!"
Galen's words were cruel, but they were the truth.
"During this period, many civilians in the clan have been sick, right? Now, instead of thinking about restoring immortality, it is better to send the druids and priestesses of the moon out. Whether it is using divine magic and natural spells, or dispensing herbs, healing the sick clan members is the top priority!"
What Nordrassil brought to the night elves, in addition to the Bronze Dragon Aspect's blessing of immortality, was also the Red Dragon Queen's vigorous life force blessing. It could make the night elves strong and stay away from diseases.
Looking at the silent Tyrande, Galen continued relentlessly: "Ten thousand years ago, when there was no World Tree, wasn't healing diseases one of the duties of your priestesses of the moon? Has the long time made you forget how to cast healing divine spells?"
Tyrande was ashamed...
Galen's words hit Tyrande's sore spot. The night elves, who were used to being free from disease and disaster, found it difficult to adapt to the current situation. They had lost too much at once!
This was also why she was able to plant Teldrassil and have some druids willing to take care of it carefully!
Most of the clan members hoped to regain the blessing of the World Tree!
"Ding ding ding ding!"
Along with the ringing of the harbor bell, a shipping vessel with purple sails was slowly docking.
The arrival of the transport ship eased Tyrande's embarrassment. She said to Galen: "This is the Wave of the Moonsea. It is responsible for traveling between Auberdine Port and Rut'theran Village in Teldrassil. Let's get on the ship quickly and rescue Malfurion as soon as possible!"
"Let's go! Isn't this the purpose of my return?"
Galen said softly, and then walked towards the night elf-style shipping vessel!