Azeroth’s Death Track

Tyrande Whisperwind, the High Priest of the Moon, doesn't know what's going on with her poor daughter. She also doesn't know that Shandris was tricked by a group of scheming bastards, and what terrible promises she made for them .

If it was Tyrande on that occasion, she would definitely not let those ulterior motives achieve their goals so easily, but the problem is that she protects her adopted daughter too well, and Shandris has almost never participated in it in her life. The political turmoil within the night elves made Shandris almost bewildered about these matters.

Sometimes, good intentions will do bad things...More often, as long as you reveal your hole cards, you will be easily grasped by others.

Shandris is a good soldier and a good general, but she's a terrible third-rate politician.

But what if things have come to this?

And Tyrande has more important things to do now... She can't even manage the terrible battle situation in Felwood Forest. She desperately needs all allies. For this reason, she will even release a terrifying demon with her own hands. .

Well, a demon who loves her deeply.

Uh, this plot sounds a little weird, like my husband was captured by the enemy, and then the wife came to her lover to help save her husband...but it's actually not like this, because Tyrande , Malfurion and the relationship between the demon who is about to be released is more complicated than imagined.

First of all, this demon is Malfurion's younger brother, his biological brother.

Secondly, Tyrande grew up with him since he was a child. The relationship between the two is not relatives, it is better than relatives, but the relationship between the two is absolutely innocent, and they have never even held hands. The courtship between the two ended up marrying Malfurion, which severely hurt his brother's heart.

In the end, Malfurion and his younger brother were once under the guidance of the demigod Cenarius in Valshara. Malfurion's younger brother has a more powerful druid talent, but because of his style of doing things, he was not accepted by Cenarius. Fortunately, it finally led to a complete break between him and the demigod, giving up the promising way of druids, and turning to the use of arcane arts.

This demon itself is a very complicated person, and his merits and demerits are difficult to evaluate. He once helped Malfurion and Tyrande destroy the Well of Eternity, and sent the Burning Legion back to the Twisting Nether to fight Won the War of the Ancients.

But he was also the first group of dark walkers among the night elves to accept and use fel energy. He even faced Sargeras... Really, his fel energy and power were bestowed by this dark titan. And after the tragic Battle of the Ancients, he tried to reshape the Well of Eternity, even at the cost of killing his compatriots. Of course, this plan was eventually exposed.

Because of this, the dark walker was thrown into the watchman's prison, and has been trapped until now for 10,000 years...

However, the irony is that until now, all the night elves in Mount Hyjal are still relying on the inheritance left by the dark walker to survive... The reason why Nordrassil, the world tree, grows so prosperous is that Because it is rooted in the Well of Eternity that was reshaped by the Darkwalker but not yet completed.

From this point of view, this imprisoned guy indirectly contributed to the prosperity of the night elf civilization. Unfortunately, he himself has become an unknown prisoner, and his achievements have long been forgotten by no one... he It became a sad footnote in history and was eventually completely forgotten.

It's so bad...it's really bad...

Oh, by the way, this dark walker with a heavy past has an unremarkable name...

His name is Illidan...Illidan Stormrage.

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Wow, wow

A night elf-style battleship is sailing on the sea of ​​the Broken Isles. This is the sea located in the southwest corner of the Broken Isles. The sea is always covered with strange fog, but the sea is very calm. This is obviously not normal weather. .

In fact, if there is no special guidance method, even the most powerful captain will not be able to find the correct course in this fog. special buildings.

The High Priest of the Moon, Tyrande, was still wearing her special battle armor dress. She was carrying a war bow shaped like white wings. She stood on the deck of the ship, looking at the shadowy islands in the mist. Amidst the chirping of a bird, a special owl spread its wings and flew over, and finally landed on Tyrande's shoulder.

This is Tyrande's partner as a hunter, a special beast, an owl blessed by the moon god, which made it out of flesh and blood, and became a pure spirit-like life, exuding a beautiful green and silver intertwined light Halo, looks like a real work of art.

Oh, by the way, the shape of this thing is very similar to the ghost owl Moonclaw raised by Tyrion, but the formation principles of the two are completely different.

Dolly Sur, tell me, is everything normal in the Vault of the Watchers?

The long green hair of the high priest of the moon was blown by the sea breeze. She reached out and stroked the owl on her shoulder. The owl hooted a few times in the high priest's ear. Tyrande nodded:

Well, I see.

The ship continued to move forward. After a while, a Luna priest walked behind the high priest and said softly:

Ma'am, all the messengers have been sent, but the reply from the Human Empire is confusing... They say they have signed a certain agreement with the night elves, and before we release the orc warchief Orgrim, They won't have any communication with us anymore... They also said that there is something wrong with General Sunsong, that some kind of evil force is using her body to pollute the entire Mount Hyjal...

Um?

Tyrande frowned, and she looked back at the moon priest:

Did they really say that?

Without waiting for the Luna Priest to answer, Tyrande waved his finger down and issued a new order:

Contact the Temple of the Moon God on Mount Hyjal immediately, confine General Sunsong to the Temple of the Moon God, and send more guards to the lair that guards Orgrim... Please take care of the two archdruids Moonclaw and Steelclaw Regarding this matter, don’t let this rumor continue to spread, the suspicion of orcs has not been cleared, and humans may have come here with some purpose, in short, the rest of the matter, I will talk about it when I go back.”

Yes, ma'am.

Priest Luna turned and left, Tyrande's eyes narrowed at this moment, she muttered to herself:

Santis...silly girl, is it really you?

crash

The ship was sailing forward. At this moment, it was as if it had crashed into an invisible curtain. The fog that had spread over the sea suddenly dissipated at this moment. The sky, the sea breeze, and the island covered by vegetation appeared in Tailan. In front of De, this place seems to be another world.

Looking at the island in front of him, the high priest heaved a sigh of relief and made himself calmer. It is not an easy job to face Illidan. No one knows him better than Tyrande. Illidan is a true hero , in order to protect the tribe, he would give everything, but it is a pity...his behavior style is too rough and stubborn, and the people cannot accept him.

And what about myself?

I probably hurt his heart severely, and more than once...Maybe, maybe she should have been more cautious when she chose...Maybe when she chose Illidan, everything would be very different.

This idea appeared in Tyrande's heart, which shocked the high priest, and hurriedly suppressed this bad idea. She loves Malfurion, and Malfurion is also the pillar of her life... She didn't do it at the beginning. She made a wrong choice, and now she shouldn't have such unfaithful thoughts.

The ship docked slowly, and the moment she stepped into the pier built of ancient stones, Tyrande took a deep breath. She knew she shouldn't have come here, and she knew very well that once she released Illidan, the watcher What kind of reaction will they have, especially Maiev...

When thinking of Maiev, Tyrande always thinks of the days when the two of them were cultivating in the Moon God Temple 10,000 years ago...Compared to Maiev's determination and sacrifice, Tyrande occasionally feels that he is a little too weak up.

The two of them were supposed to be best friends, but unfortunately, just like she and Illidan, she and Maiev eventually took two completely different paths in time.

It doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong, but the fact has already developed to this point, so she can't afford to hesitate any longer.

Thinking of this, a flash of determination flashed in Tyrande's eyes. She stepped onto her white frost-bladed Jaguar Olet, pulled the reins, and the next moment, this brave beast carried the high priest and rushed towards the In the depths of Watch Island...the place where countless terrifying creatures are imprisoned...Watcher's Vault.

In this precarious and silent moment, facing the coming storm, after her beloved Malfurion was taken away, Tyrande desperately needed someone who could truly reassure herself and lead the night elves Break through the dark friend.

Even... that's a demon in other people's mouth.

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The Catacombs of the Wardens, probably the most mysterious place in Azeroth.

It is the base camp of the watchmen, and it is also the place where all watchmen receive training and live. It is also a prison, where countless horrible creatures are imprisoned. Another meaning of the watchmen is the warden. This is their duty, all over the world. Search for evildoers who will affect the world, and then capture, interrogate, imprison or execute them.

It can be said that once the creatures in the Catacombs of the Watchers are released, this already bad enough world will instantly have a force that will cause headaches for everyone. From this point of view, the existence of the Watchers is absolutely necessary.

But unfortunately, the time of peace has been too long. Immortality has worn away the night elves' persistence in protecting peace. There are fewer and fewer elves voluntarily sacrificing themselves to become watchmen. This system that was once considered sacred has also changed over time. become more and more withered.

As early as the end of the War of the Ancients, the Watchers were a powerful force comparable to the Sentinels, but what about now? There are less than 200 people left in this organization. Maiev often calls herself The Last Watcher. This is not a self-deprecating, but a fact...

But the elves don't actually know that this ancient and powerful inheritance abandoned by them has taken root and sprouted across the sea, and has evolved a sharper system. In the special forces of the Dark Blade Intelligence Agency, batch after batch The Blood Wardens are being trained... The armed handmaidens under the Blood Matron are no longer limited to the traditional selection model, nor are they obsessed with night elf heritage.

Humans, high elves, and Syndra elves have all been included in this system... The number of blood watchers is already large enough to make Maiev, who is as firm as a mountain, feel hopeless... Of course, they are still Hiding in the dark, but as the sharpest daggers in Tyrion's hand, they won't stay hidden forever.

click

Amidst the soft sound of the special gate intertwined with rocks, the gate leading to the Warden's Crypt was slowly opened. According to the information obtained by the High Priest, all the Wardens on Watch Island had already gone to the Highmountain Battlefield to support those attacked by demons. Tauren, that is to say, the crypt is now very empty.

However, at the moment Tyrande led the Luna priests deep into the third floor of the crypt, the moment they walked into the darkness from the stone elevator, a hoarse and familiar voice came from the darkness. Into Tyrande's ears.

You... you are still here.

This voice made Tyrande turn her head, and she saw that carrying the sharp thorn knife wheel, wearing the quaint armor full of scars from the War of the Ancients, and wearing an iron owl mask, slowly coming out of the darkness people.

Even through the owl mask, Tyrande could feel the cold gaze, which made her subconsciously clenched the bow in her hand.

Maev... you shouldn't be here!

But here I am!

Maiev raised the knife wheel in his hand, and as the blades spun, a flash of sharp light made everyone's necks shiver. Anyone who has heard the story of the Watcher should feel this way... This is a group of Aize Lars is the most terrifying and powerful assassin. In front of them, the League of Assassins, which human beings are proud of, is not even worthy of holding their shoes.

I know what you want, Tyrande.

Maiev's husky voice echoed in the darkness:

But unless you kill me...you don't want to take him away!

We need him! Maiev!

Tyrande sighed, she threw the war bow in her hand on the ground, then walked towards Maiev, and put her snow-white neck on the knife wheel Maiev raised, she calmly looked straight at the prison in front of her Officer, she said softly:

I want to take him away. His only relative and my husband have been taken away. Azshara has returned. The vengeance brought by the ghost of thousands of years ago is coming. The Kaldorei's most terrifying nightmare has awakened. I need Illidan, our civilization needs him to shoulder the burden again, together with you and me, I not only need him, I also need you, Maiev, let the past disputes pass, I will help you find Jarod. ..get back your only relative.

If you still want to stop me, kill me.