The sky was completely dark, and the bright moon shone a trace of light on the earth through the dark clouds. The war had been going on for a long time. Brad sat steadily on the tallest tower above the city wall, and in his position he could look down on the entire battlefield.

But his current position is now very conspicuous. The powerful trolls can easily see him, but Brad doesn't care about his exposure at all.

Brad once again reached out the seed in his hand with his soul. Although he could feel the green subspace inside, he could not feel the existence of the mother tree at all.

Logically speaking, the residual soul of the Mother Tree is temporarily inhabited in the seeds. No matter how he hides, there will be traces of the original soul breath. But the fact is that after Brad arranged everything, he came here to try to contact the Mother Tree. Now several hours have passed, he has not received any response.

If it weren't for the sure guarantee that God's Mother's Mother's Tree was the seed of the mother's tree, Brad would only say that he was the seed of a world tree.

If Brad didn't care much about the seeds of the World Tree, he was precious, but he had little effect on him.

It is not that easy to plant a World Tree. After Brad learned of the Stepmother Tree in his previous life, three World Trees appeared in Azeroth.

The first world tree is Noda Hill, now located in Mount Hygar. This tree is called the Crown of the Sky, and of course he is qualified to call it this way.

This tree is full of legendary colors, and his appearance is just an accident. Illidan uses the Eternal Well water to create a new Eternal Well, and the elves and the dragon kings are afraid of attracting the Burning Legion again. So he planted the World Tree and became a natural barrier. Now the capital of the Night Elf is in Noda Hill.

This tree exploded in the Battle of Mount Haigal to death. More than ten years later, the tree gradually regained its vitality due to the endless power of the lake.

The second World Tree is Vodahill, which was an attempt by the druids thousands of years ago. Maybe there was some purpose, maybe in order to prevent Northrend from being covered with snow, the druids tried to use Nordahill's seeds to plant seeds in Northrend's grizzly hills.

Then they used their mana and springs to moisten this new World Tree, and they were successful at first, but as time passed, Voda Hill had become a towering giant tree. The climate of the Grizzly Hills was indeed full of vitality under the influence of the World Tree.

But the druids were frightened to find that they were in great trouble. It turned out that as Vodashire's huge root system continued to spread, they gradually understood the cage of Yugesaron, the imprisoned ancient god.

Yugesaron attempted to use the power of the World Tree and the Druids to escape the cage and constantly penetrate and corrupt the World Tree. In the end, the Druids were scared. They decisively destroyed the World Tree.

But the bear monsters who live where they always want to revive the World Tree. Of course, they have indeed achieved some results, and a seedling appeared in the World Tree.

But they are not druids, nor eternal well water. The Tree of the World wants to grow very slowly. Their plan to resurrect Usol is constantly stranded. Knowing that about thirty years of the Dark Sept. Usol's soul was summoned, but was also corrupted by the ancient gods. But it was finally purified and Usol was successfully resurrected.

The third world also has a legendary color. After the Battle of Mount Haigar, the world tree was broken. The entire Mount Haigar was in a mess, no longer as luxuriant as before. The night elves decided to move the capital. Only a new druid organization was left to repair the trauma of Mount Haigar.

The night elves, on the back of the Black Coast, planted a new world tree on a small island. Although this world tree is equally lush and tall, they do not have the powerful ability of the Dragon King. They will no longer live forever, nor will they be in a constitution that will never get sick again.

The night elves built the capital at the top of the World Tree this time, which was later very famous Danasus. However, the stable moment did not last long.

Because Vodalhir let the ancient gods understand the power of the world tree, they said that their tentacles were extended to the world tree again, and Vandal was corrupted at this time. Even the green dragons were corrupted, and the green dragon queen Isera was even trapped in the dream. It was not until the alliance and the tribe defeated the ancient gods that the matter was solved.

Brad experienced the previous life and had too many things until he knew that some things should not be greedy before he was absolutely sure, otherwise there would often be a huge murderous intent behind seemingly beautiful things.

Although Brad is not afraid, it does not mean that he likes trouble. Even if Garnier resurrects Brad, he will choose a suitable time without blindly taking action.

"Old Marshal, it's time to have a meal, it's already late." Rivendale placed a small table next to Brad, and the Baroness put the meal on it.

"Please have a meal with the old marshal." The Baroness handed the chopsticks in her hand to Brad. Since the popularity of adventurers, chopsticks have become popular in Azeroth.

"It tastes good." Brad picked up a piece of fresh beef and put it in his mouth, and then he slowly said: "One of you lords and one of the city lords will not be idle at this time, so you will specially deliver food to me."

Rivendale smiled awkwardly, and he glanced at his wife. It was obviously the Baroness who pulled him over.

The Baroness had no intention of embarrassment at all. She poured Bled wine and said, "Actually, there is no other meaning. I have arranged other things and just wanted to ask about our next plan."

"I have already said that we can wait, we just need to wait." Brad said slowly. The time for retreat was too tight. The city was busy with too much work, so how could it be free? But Brad did not reveal it either. He was too lazy to care about her cleverness.

A hint of anxiety flashed in the Baroness's eyes, giving her husband a color.

Rivendale coughed lightly and said, "Old Marshal, of course we believe in your plan. But I am afraid that the Scourge Legion will have other conspiracies. It is already evening now, and it is less than three hours before we retreat, but there is no movement in the people we monitor."

"Yes, they are all tiring to arrange the retreat work, without any abnormality. Do we suspect it is wrong?" Rivendell finally expressed his doubts.

Brad put down his chopsticks and said seriously: "If they have no problem, it is naturally good and we can evacuate safely. But the fact is that they have passed the news and the Scourge already knows our plan."

The Rivendale couple were shocked and said, "How could this be possible? Why didn't we notice it at all?"

"Of course there is something strange, but you are too impatient and ignore it."...(To be continued...)

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