Any life that suddenly wakes up after sleeping for 3,000 years will fall into confusion, especially after discovering that everything it is familiar with has perished in time, and when it realizes that only oneself is left in this strange world, that kind of feeling
The terrible loneliness is enough to destroy any calm thinking.
Of course, Rukhma was lucky. After he woke up, his former companions and lover were still with him.
Although Anzu never expressed love to it when it ruled the world of Draenor with Anzu and Setai in the ancient times, Anzu forced Setai to die in order to save it.
After the curse was sealed on his body, causing Anzu's life to be distorted, Rukhma could clearly feel the burning love that he had never spoken out.
In the last few hundred years of his life, in addition to sharing his life energy with the first generation of arakkoa, Rukhmar would always flap his wings of the sun and fly to every corner of the world of Draenor, crying with a mournful voice.
He was calling his lover's name, but at that time, Ansu, who was hiding in the shadow realm and being tormented by the dark power, could not hear this sad call.
It can be said that the love between Ansu and Rukhma is very sad, but after the two were separated by accident, Ansu never gave up the action of resurrecting Rukhma, and was even willing to sacrifice everything for it.
, this is enough to prove the sincerity of the dark and sinister Storm Raven towards this relationship.
It probably gave all its warmth to Rukhma, leaving only the dark side in this world.
But no matter what, this pair of star-crossed lovers, spanning two worlds and several planes, finally ushered in a happy ending after nearly 3,000 years.
"Ansu..."
Under Ansu's repeated calls, Rukhma, who finally calmed down, folded its wings, and the golden-red sun fire that was floating around in the Emerald Holy Land quickly returned to its body, just like a baby swallow returning to its nest.
This beautiful sunbird slowly fell from the sky. It tilted its head and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar Ansu in front of it. Rukhma wanted to say something, but in the end it only turned into a heavy sigh:
"Incarnation of the storm, time has left traces on you. Look at your feathers, you are also old..."
"But you are still young and as beautiful as ever..."
Anzu didn't care about his posture. As a wilderness demigod born in Draenor, there was no Emerald Dream for him to recuperate. When Tyrion met Ansu, this despairing wilderness demigod had already died.
He was very old, with only his last breath left to blow out the lamp and pull out the wax. Later, although he came to Azeroth under Tyrion's arrangement, and washed away the curse and fatigue from his mind in the Emerald Dream, his old posture still remained.
Recovery does not happen overnight.
This storm raven god, who is always glib, actually seemed a lot more honest and tolerant when facing his goddess. He looked up and down at Rukhma beside him with his black onyx eyes, and said softly:
"Don't think about this, my Rukhma, it's great that you can come back, I'm very happy, I'm really happy..."
Before Ansu finished speaking, Rukhma spread his wings like a humanoid creature and gave Ansu a sudden hug. The two ravens' necks were pressed together, making them look extremely intimate.
The little ghost Yuna, who was watching this scene with her shoulders raised, immediately covered her eyes with her hands, as if she had seen something embarrassing, but the gaps between her fingers were unusually wide, and her flexible eyes moved happily.
, looking at the two shameless demigod ravens below, making love to each other.
"Speaking of...what happened to your tail?"
Rukma and Ansu hugged each other for more than ten seconds. The beautiful flaming raven took a step back. Its voice sounded like a majestic royal sister, and also like a queen who commands the sky. Her voice was hoarse.
The voice was full of irresistible strength. It tilted its head and frowned as it looked at the empty section of Ansu's broad tail feathers. A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Rukhman's eyes like sun gems:
"This gesture is so ugly! Who dares to pluck out your tail feathers? Who dares to bully you? Tell me...I will help you vent your anger!"
As he spoke, Rukhma's eyes turned to the great lord Tyrion who was standing aside, and the little ghost on his shoulder. After the latter noticed Rukhma's eyes, he immediately put his hands behind his back and put the weapon in his hand.
The broad blue-black tail feathers were hidden behind his back, and then he pretended not to know anything, glanced to the side with his small face, and whistled softly.
But Ansu's tail feathers are taller than Yuna's height. She hid her "trophy" behind her back, but the beautiful feathers kept swaying behind her head, and the little ghost was so sneaky and deceptive.
This gesture made the newly resurrected Rukhma laugh out loud.
"Look, what a cute little girl..."
Rukhma moved her huge wings, and the golden-red flame vibrated slightly on her body, like a moving eternal flame. The sun-flamed raven quickly focused on the silent Tyrion.
The two looked at each other for a few seconds before Rukma suddenly spread his wings and flew towards the great lord at the edge of the platform.
Ansu hurriedly stopped his wife who had just woken up and was still confused about the situation:
"No! Rukhma, this is a friend!"
"I know."
Rukhmar, who landed on the ground, shook his head and continued to shrink his size. When he finally became almost as tall as Tyrion, he looked at the big lord in front of him and said softly:
"Mr. Tyrion helped me expel the beast consciousness that occupied my body. I can see it clearly. I am here to thank you, kind and powerful undead. As you said, you are better than that ignorant beast."
The Green Dragon Queen is more professional... When Ansu brought me into the Emerald Dream, my tired soul could already sense the situation in the outside world..."
Rukhma shook his head tiredly, and the flame field on his forehead swayed in the air:
"Ysera vowed that she would help Ansu awaken my soul, but unfortunately, she only expelled part of that arrogant consciousness, but did not completely expel it from my body. The Emerald Dream is so powerful for the soul
The ability to nourish me made the remaining soul of the beast hiding in my bones grow stronger and stronger, and its oppression on me became heavier and heavier, eventually causing me to fall into a long-term sleep and coma again."
"If it weren't for your help, Lord Tyrion."
Sunfire Raven bowed its head to Tyrion very formally, and said:
"I'm afraid I will be completely assimilated into the consciousness of that beast, and there will be no possibility of waking up..."
Facing this sincere thanks, the great lord shook his head. He glanced at Ansu who was standing next to Rukhma, and said softly:
"There is no need to thank me. Ansu and I are old friends for many years. I will help him regardless of circumstances or reasons. What's more, Ansu has already paid the commission for your resurrection. After your resurrection, both of us will
Let’s clear things up... Of course, I’m happy to continue to maintain a friendly relationship with you two, but speaking of which, I happen to have something to ask you.”
"Rukhmar, your bones have been placed in the Storm Nest in the Emerald Dream. During the period when the Nightmare attacked the Emerald Dream, I would like to know, have you been in contact with the Nightmare?"
Tyrion's straightforward question made Ansu's eyes change slightly. This is also what Ansu has been worried about. The Storm Raven itself is protected by a god-given body in this world, and it is difficult for nightmares to invade its spirit, but
The sleeping Rukhmar did not have the ability to protect himself. With the recent nightmare becoming more and more rampant, Ansu could no longer wait any longer. It was this urgent pressure that prompted Ansu to finally join forces with Tyrion.
.
Faced with Tyrion's inquiry, Rukhma did not hide anything. The beautiful and noble Yangyan Raven nodded calmly:
"Of course I have been exposed to it... During the period when I was at my weakest, nightmares even infected my body."
Ansu's expression suddenly changed, but Rukhma turned his head and indicated with his eyes that he didn't need to worry. Sunfire Raven looked back at Tyrion:
"But it failed. Although it was the manic beast's will that controlled my body at that time, facing the elemental fire contained in my body, the nightmare could not completely infect me. After trying several times, I was repelled by the flames.
After that, the nightmare left my body and looked for another target. If I remember correctly, the second target it chose should be the lazy bear."
"Ursok!"
Ansu exclaimed:
"Rukhma, are you saying that Ursoc was not the first, but the second to be contaminated?"
"Of course! My stupid Anzu."
Sunfire Raven Rukhmar said in a low and disgusted tone:
"The nightmare appeared earlier than you think, and the green dragon queen who likes to talk a lot didn't realize the existence of the nightmare at all. She didn't even realize that the nightmare that polluted Ursoc before, and the one that broke out some time ago
Nightmares do not belong to the same force. The two are different internally, although their expressions look exactly the same."
"What does this mean?"
Anzu was a little confused, but Tyrion, who had a deep understanding of the secrets of this world, understood it. He looked at Rukhma, rubbed his chin, and asked:
"You mean, the nightmare power that infected Ursoc and the large-scale nightmare that recently broke out belong to two sources. Let me guess, the guy who was lurking in the Emerald Dream at the beginning is good at using Ruowuowuowuo.
The whispers corrode the will, and the second villain who sneaked into the Emerald Dream prefers to intrude the soul in the form of nightmares, right?"
"Hey, you seem to know very clearly?"
Rukhma tilted his head in surprise and looked at Tyrion with his gem-like eyes:
"Do you have any relationship with them? Are they your friends?"
"No, not friends."
The great lord shook his head:
"I just happened to study the information of these bastards. If I guessed correctly, the one who corrupted Ursoc should be Yogg-Saron, the thousand-throated demon underground in Northrend. And I saw Yogg-Saron.
As a result, Enzos, the Thousand-Bearded Demon hiding under the deep sea, also decided to take part. Anyway, Rukhma, thank you, the news you brought is very important."
"Things look worse than I thought."
The great lord rubbed his fingers in the air several times, and he turned to look at Ansu:
"This time, it is not one ancient god who invades the Emerald Dream, but two! Obviously, they have begun to join forces. Facing such a power, relying on the guardian dragon is completely unstoppable. Ansu,
The plan is ahead of schedule, and we will immediately start resurrecting Avina and Ashamam, and put poor Ursoc in the third place for resurrection."
"What about Goldrinn and Eisenna?"
Ansu asked:
"Just ignore them?"
"Demigod Ansu, although the Seed of Life has been growing vigorously in recent years, the life energy it stores is not unlimited."
At this time, Archdruid Staghelit, who was standing aside without speaking, said with an ugly expression:
"With the energy currently stored in the Seed of Life, it is already very difficult to reshape the bodies of the three demigods, and even with such careful planning, the three demigods will be in a weak state due to lack of energy after resurrection. This is not
We don’t want to help, but the Withered Ones’ power is limited.”
"Didn't the night elves invite you to participate in the action of resurrecting the demigods?"
Ansu asked doubtfully:
"Can't the life energy of Nordrassil, the world tree, be used? I know that the life energy stored in that tree for thousands of years is considerable, and it can at least be used to resurrect existing demigods."
"That's the problem, Anzu."
Orfa the Whisperer of Thorns, the orthodox inheritor of Druidry from Drustvar with a strange bone mask, then spoke:
"Even if the Cenarion Circle is now willing to contribute the energy of the World Tree, the Blighters will not use it rashly! Because that tree... has been contaminated by the Old Gods during the Daemon War."
"What did you say?"
Anzu was completely confused now. It turned to look at Tyrion, its black eyes shining with strong disbelief, and the high lord flicked his fingers, and a slender soul filled with death energy appeared.
In front of the demigods, she was a standard night elf. After her death, she recovered her sanity from the influence of the ancient god's power, and was now in a state of extreme self-blame.
"Tell it, Miara Sunge, about the things N'Zoth asked you to do..."
Under the order of the great lord, the former defense general of Mount Hyjal, Miara Rige, explained to Ansu everything he had done in a low voice:
"Azshara, gave me a piece of flesh and blood from the ancient god..."
"I put it into the trunk of Nordrassil, and the will of the ancient god followed the flesh and blood into the power of the World Tree, and the World Tree is one of the most important nodes of the Emerald Dream in reality.
..”
"Under the Sunless Sea, the minions of the Ancient God who intended to pollute the world entered the Emerald Dream, setting off the second nightmare outbreak of the Emerald Dream. The Aspect Dragons didn't know yet that they were facing the Ancient God.
..Unless the World Tree, which has become the carrier of the evil god, is completely purified, or simply destroyed, otherwise..."
Miara Rige clenched her fists in pain:
"Otherwise, the end of the Emerald Dream is imminent."
