Azeroth’s Death Track

The night elves' belief in Elune, the moon god, already existed when this race appeared.

Although the night elves disagree, according to the documents preserved in the oldest troll temple, a not-so-powerful dark troll clan migrated to the mysterious Eternal Land 15,000 years ago. In the mountains near the well, due to contact with the magic power of the Well of Eternity, the form of this dark troll has changed.

The liquid flowing from the ancient and sacred well seems to have inherited the will of some mysterious existence, and according to the plan of that great existence, shaped this dark troll into what she wanted.

Those dark trolls who reshaped their bodies became beautiful and slender. Under the guidance of the eternal well water, they had a new civilization system and new beliefs, and established a great empire.

This is how the trolls describe the origin of the night elves. Considering that this document was written by the most intelligent and knowledge-worshipping Zandalari troll priests in the troll clan, its credibility is very high Yes, however, the elves are unwilling to admit that they are descended from savage trolls. In their hearts, they prefer to believe that Elune, the moon god, created the first elf...

In short, it is precisely because of contact with the Well of Eternity that the elves worship the moon god Elune. In this primitive worship, the elves believe that the silver moon in the night of Azeroth is the incarnation of Elune. , she pays attention to this world all the time, and the night elves are the family members of the moon god Elune.

And omniscient observers know that the Well of Eternity is the wound of Elune, the titan spirit conceived by Azeroth, and what flows out of that well is Elune's most sacred blood.

So... the night elves calling themselves the Luna Familia is not a boast, it is a fact, however...compared with other Titan Familia, the development of the night elves' civilization really cannot make the Titan Spirit Elune feel to satisfaction.

The spirit of the world corrupted by the ancient gods desperately wants to get rid of this disgusting sore that is trying to corrupt the world, but the night elves are unaware of this. The first ancient god to be removed, C'Thun, is It was Tyrion himself who gave Elune a freedom that he hadn't had for tens of thousands of years. That is, from then on, the connection between Elune and Tyrion became closer.

Although there is not much communication between the two... But at least Tyrion wanted to punish the night elves, and Elune knew about it and acquiesced.

No one knows what the spirit of the world thinks, but at least in Tyrion, Elune sees a kind of hope...a kind of hope that can be called cruel but effective.

At the dawn of Mount Hyjal, when the first ray of sunlight dispelled the darkness, the painful Illidan staggered into an uninhabited village of Mount Hyjal holding the seriously injured Tyrande. Blood was continuously flowing from Illidan's wound. He was extremely weak now. Tyrion had violently dispelled the several demon souls that he had sealed as a demon hunter for 10,000 years, allowing Illidan to enter a kind of Extremely empty state.

But he could not stop, the opportunity his brother Malfurion had bought with his life for him and Tyrande could not be wasted.

Moonwell... hold on! Tyrande!

Illidan staggered and held the comatose Tyrande close to the moon well in the center of the village. It was a ritual place used by the moon god priests to communicate with Elune. The well water filled with the power of the moon god had a magical effect. , not only can heal the pain, but also heal the pain in the hearts of the elves. The moon god priests claim that this is the blessing of the moon god, and the moon well is also a sacred object in the hearts of the night elves.

Tyrande was pierced by Tyrion's sword, and she urgently needs the moon well to heal her pain, but the moon well under the tree of the world has already been destroyed or polluted by the war between Queen Azshara and Tyrion , the Moonwell here is the closest to the two fugitives, and it is also the place where Illidan must bring Tyrande. Compared with his weakness, Tyrande's injuries are obviously more serious and must be treated.

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Illidan carried the comatose, blood-stained Tyrande into the pool filled with silver light in the posture of a princess, and the extremely weak demon hunter put Tyrande into the pool with a gentle gesture. Into the pool of water, and then climbed out of the activated moon well, which is a small moon well, and its healing power is not enough to support two seriously injured people.

In this case, Illidan, who has deep love for Tyrande, naturally wants to leave Tyrande with the chance to heal, but he is also seriously injured. With the impact, the dark walker let out a low and painful moan. The pain in his body from forcibly stripping the demon's soul broke out completely at this moment. The pain in his body made Illidan tilt his head and passed out.

And in the well water shining with gentle silver light, the cold but healing moon well water washes away the scars on Tyrande's body in a gentle gesture, while the weak soul of the moon priest uses the sacred well water Water is used as a medium, seeping into a higher space.

It was a world shrouded in silver sand and moonlight. Tyrande opened her eyes blankly. She looked at the halo-filled space. At this moment, she felt the long-lost comfort in her heart. They disconnected the power of the moon god for several months. During that period of time, Elune no longer responded to the prayers of the priests of the moon god. Some priests with weak hearts even felt abandoned.

In the painful perception of being abandoned by the gods, many sincere priests went crazy, and many people left Mount Hyjal, but this news was blocked by the Moon Temple. Tyrande and other high-ranking priests believed that , If such news spreads out, it will have a terrible impact on the civilian population.

However, at the moment when the Kaldorei civilization was hit hard, Tyrande once again sensed the existence of the moon god Elune, but witnessed the blazing burning of the World Tree and the death of his own people being rushed out of hell. After the god of death snatched away the soul, and witnessed the terrible scene of her husband being killed by the demon king of hell, Tyrande no longer felt grateful for the lost faith in her heart. On the contrary, there was a flash of anger in her beautiful eyes.

Why!

Tyrande raised her head, and she stood up weakly from the ground emitting a silver halo. For the first time, she raised her head so rudely and insincerely, looking directly at the sky hanging in the sky of the Luna Kingdom. In a round of silvery moonlight, she clenched her fists and shouted loudly like an angry female beast:

Why! Elune, your people are suffering from painful wars, why didn't you respond to us when we needed you most! Why did you...abandon us! Why did you let your people suffer like this Disaster? Why!

At this moment, Tyrande's heart is in pain. This pain comes not only from the grief of losing her loved ones, but also from the powerless anger of witnessing the suffering of the people. As a ruler, she is eager to protect her people. She has been doing this for ten thousand years, however, in this disaster that comes with death, she has no way to protect the people...

She lost them.

What's more, as a god that all energy sincerely believes in, Elune's indifference to this made Tyrande Whisperwind feel betrayed.

As for the questioning of his followers, the gentle light shone on Tyrande's body as the halo of moonlight drifted away, as if responding to Tyrande's questioning.

Tyrande Whisperwind...

The calm voice that sounded in Tyrande's heart made the moon priest's eyes widen. In the ten thousand years since she became a moon priest, she has never heard Elune's voice so clearly. To be precise, this was the first time she had a conversation with her god.

You ask me why I have abandoned my people at this moment. I have never abandoned you... However, Tyrande, I am not a god, and I am not as merciful as in the sacred stories you wrote for me. The important thing is...Tyrande, the Patriarch I have personally chosen, what I need...is not your sincerity!

Faith means nothing to me...Faith is not what I shaped you 15,000 years ago, and it doesn't make me happy to have a group of believers who sincerely worship me.

I created you and gave you power for a purpose. You were born with a mission, Tyrande, and you... let me down.

Huang Zhong Dalu's voice echoed in Tyrande's heart, listening to the will of the gods should be an extremely honorable thing for all believers, but the gods' complete negation of the people, for the priest and the ruler For Tyrande, it could only make her feel extremely at a loss.

You think you are right? No...you are wrong! And this is the price of being wrong!

The words Tyrande said to her when he pierced her body came to mind, causing Tyrande to grab her hair subconsciously, and she let out a shrill scream:

No! You are with him! The gods I believe in are with the devil who destroys my people! No! No!!

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Elune's cold voice came into Tyrande's heart. The power belonging to the moon god made the moon god priest who was in chaos and about to be lost forcibly calm down. Tyrande looked at The moon halo above her head, the scene that should have made people worship sincerely, seemed to have turned pale and cold at this moment, just like death gave her.

The firm belief she had built up over 10,000 years... collapsed.

Tyrion and his death are just a manifestation of my disappointment in you. It does not mean that I have lost confidence in you. After all, Tyrande and Kaldorei were shaped by me. You are a family of Titans. Instead of being a fancied believer of the gods, you, you are the leader of the Titan family I have chosen, believe me, this status is more noble than the moon god priest...

I was born among the stars...Titan, this is my race, I should have been guarded by the guardians arranged by my relatives in Azeroth to prevent me from being eroded by darkness when I grow up, However, those guardians failed... After witnessing their failure, I lost my protective power, so I can only create a power to protect the world...

That's you, Kaldorei elves, I used my blood to give you a strong body, enough wisdom, endless potential, and a prosperous future... Unfortunately, you abandoned After these things, and then take the belief that means nothing to me as the focus of your life...

I once witnessed the scene where the Highborne were seduced by the Dark Titan. At that moment, I was disappointed in you for the first time. However, your appearance saved the world and aroused my confidence in you. I thought that in your Under the leadership of Tyrande, the Kaldorei elves can go back to their roots and truly become the guardians and warriors I need, but... you have let me down again.

My companions, the last guardians left by the Titans of the Pantheon, the guardian dragons have given you the power you shouldn't have in the wrong way, and eternal life has trapped you like a quagmire and inspired your hearts Your desire to explore the world, change the world, and protect the world has been weakened, leaving you in a corner.

Every time I see you spend a lot of money to build a temple for me, I want to warn you...I even thought about abandoning you, but I can't! The Well of Eternity is gone, and I can no longer use my own blood to shape To create another guardian family, I can only hope that you will recall your mission at some point... and I have waited for a full ten thousand years!

I am completely disappointed, Tyrande, so the disaster has come... I am not punishing you, I just use Tyrion's hand to remove the shackles from you... Let you become more pure and become what I need ...warrior!

Elune's narration left Tyrande at a loss. Undoubtedly, what Elune said was something Tyrande had never understood or thought about. She had never doubted the legitimacy of her beliefs. I have never doubted what such a belief means to my own gods.

As one wise observer remarked:

Ordinary people always think that their sincerity is the best sacrifice to the gods, but they don't know that the real gods don't care about these at all. Maybe what they want to see are the good deeds made by mortals because of their beliefs, those heroes who can change the world Deeds, rather than sincere belief itself, are meaningless.

And now, in Tyrande's communication with her gods, she knows what the gods want them to do, and for these, Tyrande still has the biggest question in her heart:

If this is your question, why, you never told me?

Tyrande's question made Elune silent for a moment, and then let out a long sigh of helplessness:

I told you 10,000 years ago... The Tears of Elune are an extension of all my thoughts in this world. If you are willing to listen, you will naturally hear my whispers to you. However, sincere believers They just regard it as a god-given thing, keep it in the majestic and exquisite Moon God Temple, pay homage to it every day, but never really listen to it...

Faith...Tyrande, faith makes you firm, but it also confuses your eyes, seals your ears, and blocks your heart...I don't need it, what I value is that you The things I do, and I long for, the things I need you to do for me...

Go, Tyrande, 10,000 sincere chanting is not as good as killing an ancient god believer for me...

Go, under the shroud of the moonlight, bravely undertake your mission! Stop indulging in useless beliefs.

Go, put on your battle form, and turn my family into warriors who truly protect this world!

I'm watching you, Tyrande Whisperwind, I warned you...and this is the last time...

Go!

Don't let me down again...my family...

Tyrande closed her eyes, she could feel her cheeks being cupped by a pair of warm hands, a kiss representing mission and blessings fell on her forehead, and the next moment, in the icy moonwell water, Tyrande De opened his eyes abruptly.

She struggled to get up from the experience of the moon, she looked at the unconscious Illidan beside her, and she stared blankly at the devastated battlefield in front of her. After a while, Tyrande let out a long sigh.

She stretched out her hand, and took off all the religious decorations on her body representing the high priest of the moon god, and threw aside the decorations that represented her identity. Tie it into a single ponytail in a rough way, and then tore off those gorgeous and useless tulle dresses on her body, leaving only the silver armor, making this armor dress like the armor of soldiers.

After doing all this, Tyrande knelt down in the icy moon well water sincerely as before, lowered her head, and chanted loudly in a hoarse voice containing pain and anger:

Elune! We follow you, we dedicate our faith to you, we made mistakes, this pain and disaster wakes us up.

I have served you for nearly ten thousand years, but tonight, I no longer come here as a maid, nun or even a priest...

Starting today, please give me mission and justice...

With ancient words, I summon the most ruthless phase of the moon!

For the rest of my life, with this insignificant tribute, I beg to wear the darkest battle form you have bestowed upon me!

Give me...the power of revenge and war!

Please make me a ruthless warrior of the dark night! Please make me your sharpest... sword!

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In the chanting of Tyrande like a roar, in the halo of the dawn of Mount Hyjal, a piercing dark moon light scattered the most dazzling sun, turning the sky of the whole world into stars at this moment The swaying starry sky caused an uproar in the whole world.

Kaldorei...Dark Night.

The civilization of the Titan Familia will never collapse. It will draw strength from disasters, then transform into butterflies, and then...promote!