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Chapter 542 There shouldn't be any animal protection in Azeroth, right?

Chapter 542 There shouldn't be any animal protection in Azeroth, right?

Along the way, apart from the paladin who was willing to talk to Rune, the rogues, mages, shamans, and warriors remained silent. They were dissatisfied with their submission to Rune, especially the orc.

These greenskins are very good at being warriors because the profession of warrior requires them to always maintain a fighting spirit. Coincidentally, from the very beginning of their existence, orcs have been fighting against spore colonies, ogres, the Alliance, and even demons.

Fortunately, in the struggle against the Alliance, the orcs finally learned the importance of wisdom. So, although the orcs were reluctant to talk much, they still pricked up their ears and listened carefully to Rune and his companions' conversation.

"I can tell you very clearly, I can tell all of you," Rune said, not caring that the orc was eavesdropping, "what you are about to face may be far more terrible than you can imagine—"

Upon hearing this, the tauren shaman leaned closer to the mage and whispered, "Do you think he's right?"

The monk rolled his eyes; his clothes weren't even completely dry yet. "I'm not in the mood to think about these things, you idiot!"

"Time will prove the truth of my words." Rune glanced at the two of them. The mage was quite arrogant, while the tauren shaman had a rather carefree personality, which was rare among the tauren race, who loved peace but were not afraid of war.

The shaman immediately shrank back and shut his mouth.

After being interrupted, Rune stopped talking and began to examine the thief's memories. He needed to understand how far the plot had progressed.

The Forsaken chose the perfect moment, right after the Alliance and Horde joined forces to defeat the Burning Legion at Mount Hyjal and Archimonde was destroyed.

The Horde and Alliance had just been through a great battle and were extremely weak. Coupled with their superior equipment, these Forsaken from another world successfully drove the native inhabitants of Azeroth out of Mount Hyjal and Felwood.

However, the Dark Lord did not immediately exterminate them. After he occupied that holy land, he began to occupy the place without making any further moves, most likely brewing some kind of conspiracy.

Rune remained silent, and the rest of the people dared not or were unwilling to say more, for fear of offending this powerful man. They simply hurried on their way, and the atmosphere was different from when they arrived.

The last rays of the setting sun finally managed to pierce through the menacing invader ships in the sky, casting long shadows of the group across the swamp. Everyone in the team was filled with doubt. This mage was unknown, his attitude was ambiguous, and his power was immense. The team members felt that they had actually become prisoners of this mage.

The orc warrior was unsure whether to reveal his earlier act of sending the druid back to inform them of the situation. His limited knowledge told him that even the Warchief could not defeat an entire army.

But the corruptor from the Burning Legion who came not long ago told him that the number of soldiers is meaningless in the face of absolute power.

Not only the squad leader, but also the other squad members were considering whether to tell Rune the news. On the one hand, they hoped to be rescued, but on the other hand, they did not want the Alliance of Azeroth to suffer even greater losses.

Their destination was Theramore, the Alliance's chosen base of operations, now the heart of Azeroth. The two leaders were currently stationed there, discussing how to deal with that terrifying warship.

The further south they went, the closer they got to their front-line camp, the more worried the squad members became. In the end, the paladin chose to tell the truth. Since the mage had mercifully spared them, they should also inform him of this news.

"Your Excellency, we—"

The orc warrior patted her on the shoulder, interrupting the paladin, then lowered his voice and said to the female paladin in a tone only the two of them could hear, "Are you sure you want to say it?"

The paladin nodded. "In the name of the Holy Light, we are the ones who provoked the situation, no matter what."

"Woman, you'd better pray you make the right decision. If he turns Theramore into a ghost town, you'll be the first one I settle the score with."

Having said that, the orc warrior fell silent, only glaring fiercely at the paladin, while Rune watched the scene with great interest.

"Before meeting you, I sensed a powerful dark magic, so to prevent any unforeseen circumstances—" the paladin carefully chose his words, "I sent one of the druids from our squad back ahead to report."

She took the blame upon herself, which made the orc warrior's eyes widen, his anger palpable.

"So that's what you're talking about. I already knew that." Rune sighed in disappointment, pointing around. "I already knew that."

This place is full of swamps, wetlands and reeds, and the climate is humid and hot. Logically speaking, the animals here should need to dissipate heat, so it is impossible for them to grow any fur.

But just recently, foxes and rabbits started frequently running past him. That's one thing, but aren't leopards and bears going too far?

Don't tell me that in a time of war and where even intelligent beings are struggling to survive, there are still idle people forming some kind of animal protection association.

As soon as Rune finished speaking, several night elf druids wearing dark brown cloaks and raven feather decorations appeared not far away. One of them locked his eyes on Rune and then whispered something to the other druids.

At the same time, deep howls of bears and roars of cheetahs echoed from the reeds on both sides. Several giant bears and cheetahs, much larger than their ordinary counterparts and with fur shimmering with natural runes, slowly emerged, their eyes gleaming with intelligence.

"In the name of Cenarius, and in the will of the spirits of nature of Azeroth!" the leading druid proclaimed in a loud and powerful voice, "Unknown intruder! The shadow that emanates from you has defiled the cycle of life, you have disrupted the balance of the elements! Cease your advance immediately, abandon your resistance, and accept the judgment of nature!"

He waved his staff lightly, and several huge vines suddenly emerged from the ground, reaching out to grab Rune, but were instantly burned to ashes by the rising Fiendfire.

The cursed flames enraged the druid; few druids, except for fire druids, would want to see fire desecrate nature.

At this moment, the paladin immediately stepped forward and shouted, "Gentlemen, please stop! This esteemed mage has agreed to return with us to meet with Warchief Thrall and Lady Jaina! We have just reached a preliminary understanding!"

A druid frowned, scrutinizing the man. Even among the night elves, he was considered handsome, but the chilling aura emanating from Rune made one subconsciously ignore his face.

"Alright, but remember, I'll be watching you!" the leading druid said, squinting, but ultimately stepped aside.

The druid doesn't believe in runes, but he does believe in paladins.

"Heh." Rune chuckled, and the druid's eyes rolled back as he fainted.