Tales of the Highborne

The twin moons of Azeroth gradually begin to rise from the top of Mount Hyjal. The larger of the twin moons rises first tonight. Now, she hangs roundly in the night sky, with her silvery white color. The moonlight illuminates the stars. Under this soft moonlight, the entire land is decorated. The night elves believe that the larger Silver Moon is the moon god Elune, while the smaller one with blue light is Elune's younger brother Blue Child. The twin moons rising together can be said to be the most beautiful scenery in Kalimdor at night.

Malfurion cast his eyes towards Aissalin in the distance. Malfurion was not just worried about the precarious future of the army. Moon Shadow was better than him in this aspect. There was another thing on his mind. Tyrande was captured by Xavius ​​and he failed to find his brother Illidan, which made him unable to let go for a long time.

The night elves were very good at keeping their appearance, and the aging process was extremely slow, but the young Malfurion looked much older than his actual age. Among the night elves, he is considered to be of medium height, about seven feet tall, with a slender figure and a dark purple face, much like other elves. His silver eyes without pupils are a bit skewed, giving people a sense of maturity and melancholy, which most night elves do not have. In addition, compared to his kind, Malfurion has a fierce and terrifying appearance, which can only be compared to his younger brother.

"Relax, man, no matter how much you worry, it won't help. Besides, I heard that the demigods are coming soon. These days, I have also lobbied some other races to join us. I think we can attack Aissalin soon. You can rescue them then." Luo Ning persuaded beside him.

Malfurion glanced back at his companions without showing any surprise. Most of the people in the army often stared at the new human fiercely, because there was no such creature as Ronin on the continent of Kalimdor. Everyone is wary of unknown foods.

Wearing a hood, a dark blue robe, and a shirt and pants of the same color underneath. Ronin was not tall, and Malfurion was a head taller than him even if he took off his boots. However, it was neither his height nor his clothes that attracted the attention and discussion of the elves, but the fiery red shoulder-length hair floating out of his hood, and his full and slightly pale face, especially when he was slightly tilted to one side. His nose seemed to be injured. His eyes were particularly frightening, they were actually bright green, and paired with dark pupils, they looked piercing.

Ronin is much stronger than Malfurion. He is able to control himself in combat, an ability that is unusual for a man who is proficient in magic. Luo Ning said that he belonged to "humanity", but he had never seen or heard of this race of night elves. But if all humans are like red-haired mages, Malfurion hopes that there will be more people like him in the army. The night elves' spells relied too much on the Well of Eternity, and as a result, they no longer have aura. Even the Archmage's Moon Shadow has become much weaker because of this. But Luo Ning wielded his magic freely, as if he were the descendant of a demigod.

Malfurion shook his head, knowing that Ronin was comforting himself.

"Elune will protect her," Ronin said firmly, "She seems to be the favorite of the Moon Goddess."

"Luo Ning is right, you should relax, old friend. They are all my friends and I am as anxious as you are, but we have to calm down to be able to save them." As a light door opened, Yueying slowly emerged from Walked out of the light door.

Malfurion had no objection to this. Tyrande's service to the Moon Goddess was short-lived. However, the arrival of the Burning Legion seemed to speed up her ascension. Her magic became more powerful and her status in the temple quickly improved.

"If they don't have me to greet them when they arrive, you bring your friends." Yueying turned to look at Luo Ning.

"Yes, Lord. However, the time was too short to convince three races in total." Luo Ning nodded.

Several figures faintly appeared from the direction where Luo Ning came. Seeing this, Malfurion temporarily forgot the troubles in his heart. He soon understood that these people were not from the same race. Some were much larger than the night elves in height and build, while others were short in stature, even a little shorter than Ronin. These black figures strode towards the two of them. Their intentions were firm and gave people a feeling of incomparable bravery. Malfurion had to admit that his compatriots had only just discovered this feeling.

A smell of mirage wafted over Malfurion

nose, and his whole body immediately tensed up. A furry guy with a cloth wrapped around his waist stopped suddenly. He was holding a large spear and looked down at Malfurion. This big guy snorted heavily, and the bursts of air from his nose made the nose ring jingle slightly. His mouth and nose were more than a foot long, and there were two deep-set black eyes embedded in his head. His eyes flashed with determination. His rough forehead was covered with wrinkles, and there were a pair of very terrifying sharp horns on the top of his head, and there were protrusions above his mouth and nose.

a tauren

Malfurion and Moonshadow were no strangers to this race. They had seen their compatriots in Moonglade. Several of Cenarius's disciples were minotaurs.

"Who is this"

"Horn Mountain, Tauren." Luo Ning was about to introduce. The Minotaur raised his spear high and said his name to himself. The sharp and curved spear head is like an eagle's cry. Where the metal spear head meets the spear handle, there is a piece of skin tightly tied with the words of the tauren on it. Moon Shadow was no stranger to the tauren, and he knew that what was recorded on the skin was the history of the spear, from the beginning of its forging to the heroic feats of its owner. Although his appearance is very rough, his tone of voice is very gentle. Cenarius said that the tauren are a peace-loving race. They have lived a nomadic life for generations and never actively attack other races.

"Horn, he represents all the tribes gathered here." Luo Ning continued.

Horn nodded politely. There were more than twenty braids on his clothes, most of them hanging around his chin. Each braid represents an opponent he killed in battle. There is a person standing on the right side of the tauren. He is muscular and stocky, and he is snorting constantly. Vaguely, he looked like the same kind as Luo Ning, at least somewhat similar in appearance. His skin was extremely rough, like gray marble, and his slanted eyes were bright and sparkling like diamonds. The thick beard under his jaw is actually composed of some complex mineral segments, giving people a sense of age. Although he has a body of stone, this dwarf is wearing a hooded coat, wide flat boots, and a miner's shirt and trousers. A wooden ax hung on his back. The ax was almost the same size as him and the blade was extremely sharp.

"Durngard cuts the iron, I represent the earth spirit," he said simply and clearly. This stone man has always been reticent and reticent. However, some people call them dwarves or dwarfs.

Although he didn't say much, a guy behind him roared first, and the monster strode forward with thick legs. It looks like a giant bear, but it walks more like a human. Seeing it, Moon Shadow immediately thought of the furbolg tribe behind the scenes on the way to Moonlight Grove. There was a light brown fig leaf wrapped around its waist, and a necklace made of sharp claws hung on its chest. This monster has three toes, one hand holds up a big stick, and the other four-fingered palm is tightly clenched into a fist.

This guy obviously didn't know Elvish. Yueying chanted a spell gently, and a purple light suddenly covered everyone. For situations where there is a language barrier, the mage's "Arcane Glory" is obviously very convenient. With Arcane Glory Yueying quickly understood what he meant. He meant that his name was Yugorak, and he represented the furbolg tribe.

There were some other monsters standing behind them, but they did not choose to step forward at this time. Yueying nodded: "Krassus is right, you are a good diplomat Ronin."

"Thank you Lord for the compliment. Brox and I worked hard together. It is mainly due to Krasus." Luo Ning shook his head modestly. Moon Shadow turned to look at Brox. The orc looked tired but looked heavenly. The appearance of being unafraid is really hard to change. Brooks has experienced various battles and narrowly escaped death. He is a true warrior. He has a pair of tusks in his mouth, and his body is covered with scars from battles. He also wrestled with a minotaur. Yueying also nodded to him, and he scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.

"I am the leader of the Elf Resistance. I welcome you all on behalf of the Elf. I hope that with the efforts of all of us, we can drive those demons out of our homes as soon as possible and save the fate of Kalimdor." Yueying said sincerely with his left hand on his chest. Got an elf gift. Although he hopes more that some high-level combat forces such as demigods can join, the recent heavy casualties of elves and the joining of these races will undoubtedly solve his urgent need. This can also make the casualties of elves smaller.