Chapter 906: The eruption is like a long night, here comes the key!
If there is anyone who least hopes for the return of King Azshara, it is definitely the Republic of Darkness, which has inherited almost all of the legacy of the Dark Night Empire.
Thousands of years before Azshara and Zin-Azshari sank into the sea together, all the night elves who survived the War of the Ancients thought Azshara was dead.
As the meritorious emperor who led the Night Empire to its peak, Azshara has unparalleled prestige in the country, and her admirers can be found in both upper elf nobles and night elf commoners.
Although many people still believe that there is another reason for allowing demons to massacre civilians, and it is not Queen Azshara's original intention, but now that the matter has come to this, these Azshara worshipers can only accept the reality and embrace the new world after the Ancient War.
Life.
Without the high-class nobles who once oppressed them, the night elves finally lived the free life they once dreamed of.
But at the same time, without the many conveniences provided by the Highborne wizards and the Well of Eternity's spells, the civilization of the night elves has not advanced but retreated, and the quality of life has also declined sharply due to the cliff-like decline in the level of magical technology.
The path of exiling all the highborne elves was chosen by themselves, and now, the night elves can only continue on with tears in their eyes.
Fortunately, the Druin sect headed by Malfurion has made up for the loss of mages to a certain extent. With the power of life, it has spawned a variety of food, side dishes and other plants, which finally does not make the night elves' post-war life unbearable.
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When the Nagas just left the sea and landed, the night elves, who were still led by Tyrande at the time, didn't take these fish tails seriously at all. They classified the Nagas with the Murlocs, thinking that their combat effectiveness would be very weak.
But the earliest generation of Nagas were essentially night elves. Even if their forms changed, their combat effectiveness would not decline significantly.
When Tyrande sensed something was wrong and panicked and personally led the reinforcements to the beach, she got an important message from the battle cry of those fish tails.
"For Nazjatar! For Queen Azshara!"
Azshara was not dead, and the Eternal Queen, who had long since become a demigod, led Naga to fight back from the depths of the sea.
For Tyrande, who calls herself the uncrowned king of the night elves, this is undoubtedly the worst news she has heard in the thousands of years since the end of the War of the Ancients.
But surprisingly, Azshara did not let her Naga attack the land wildly.
After one contact with the night elves on the beach of Darkshore, Naga disappeared again.
In the following thousands of years, the night elves would occasionally receive news that Nagas had once again come ashore to attack coastal villages.
But at this time, the Nagas are no longer the elite first-generation Nagas.
In Tyrande's own words, these Naga descendants are just useless fish with weak combat capabilities.
So the question is, where did the first-generation Nagas who defeated the night elves steadily go?
Tyrande speculated that the night elves who became naga lost their original longevity, and she believed this idea for a long time.
During the Naga's general attack on Storm Bay, Tyrande, who rushed to the front line with Malfurion, saw a very familiar Naga on the battlefield. It was the same Naga she saw on the beach of Darkshore thousands of years ago.
One of the senior Naga officers.
At this point, Tyrande finally understood.
Naga's strength has not declined with the passage of time, they have been hiding their capabilities and biding their time to accumulate strength.
Now, perhaps Azshara believed that the time was ripe for a counterattack on land, and finally released these elite forces, intending to destroy the night elves' ports and completely trap them on the land.
Regardless of whether Tyrande's guess was true or false, after obtaining relevant information from her, Malfurion immediately ordered Maiev to send people to spread the news that Azshara led an army to attack Estorante Port to the whole country.
Everywhere.
The Republic of Dark Night was indeed born from the legacy of the Dark Night Empire, but after thousands of years of development, and under the long-term guidance of the Cenarion Circle and the Church of the Moon, the three views of the night elves today are very different from those during the Dark Night Empire.
The senior leaders of the Dark Night Republic, including Malfurion, do not welcome Azshara's return. Regardless of whether this large-scale attack was Azshara's original intention or not, they intend to confirm the news.
Facts have proved that Malfurion's choice was correct.
Even today, there are still many old and young people loyal to Azshara among the immortal night elves.
These people have always been dubious about the statement released by the Dark Night Council, and some people plan to go to Estorante Port in person to find out the truth behind the news.
Through the mixed information revealed by the drunken night elves in the tavern, Sharlayan understood Malfurion's intention.
"In order to prevent Azshara from returning, the Night Council has taken great pains."
One emperor and one courtier, the Empire of Dark Night was destroyed ten thousand years ago.
From the perspective of Malfurion and other high-level officials of the new country who inherited the legacy of the Dark Night Empire, Azshara, a remnant of the old era, should be buried in the sea along with Zin Azshari.
Otherwise, the legitimacy of the Dark Night Republic, which relies on Dru Yin and the Moon God Priests to rule, will be seriously questioned.
If Sharlayan were in Malfurion's shoes, he would make the same decision.
The night elves have lived independently for ten thousand years. Now, the top leaders of the Republic do not want to have another bossy emperor above them.
But this is just the idea of the members of the Night Council who are the ones in power.
In this tavern called the Heart of Waves, Sarlayan heard the real voices from the people.
"Bah! What nonsense Dru Yin, life is not much better now than it was then!"
A red-faced drunken man with beards complained in disgust: "Dru Yin, the Moon God Priest and the High Elves are essentially the same thing. They are just a different group of people in the exploiting class."
"We bastards are still at the bottom of society. There is no difference at all from when Queen Azshara ruled ten thousand years ago!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "That's it! A few days ago, Dru Yin came and knocked on my door, saying that I added too much fertilizer when farming and wanted to fine me money.
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"I'm a QNMD! I grow my own vegetables and eat them myself, why should I have you teach me how to grow them? And you should be fined so damn well?!"
"Harmful! Isn't this some committee established by some second-generation Dru Yin? It is said to encourage people to eat green food and eliminate additives and chemical fertilizers that may harm the body."
"I think these young men who are industrious and indifferent to grains are just too full! They have nothing to do!"
"It's good if us bastards can fill our bellies. Who cares if you're green or not!"
"If we don't have anything to eat, will you give us food?"
"The most damning thing is, isn't it possible that these ridiculous proposals of theirs can be approved by the council? I really don't know what Speaker Stormrage is thinking."
"Hush~ Rumor has it, some people say that Speaker Stormrage doesn't know about these trivial matters at all. It's the lower-level officials who take it upon themselves to pass the trial secretly. They just want to make more money for themselves and please those big shots in the second-generation family.
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"Tsk! The so-called Republic is like this, it's better to let Queen Azshara come back."
"If there were still those convenient magics used by the Highborne Elves, at least our living standard would be much better than it is now."
"Yes, I heard that Quel'Thalas on the other side of the sea was founded by Dath'Remar Sunstrider, who was driven away by the high priest."
"After so many years, the high elves who are still using arcane magic are still living a prosperous life, and we haven't seen any disasters caused by them."
"I heard from the merchants at the port who travel between the two continents that the living standards of high elven civilians are much better than those of us who are miserable. Why do they sit at home and receive unemployment benefits without working?"
After hearing this, Sarlayan knew that there was no need to listen any more.
What follows is nothing more than complaints from these unsatisfactory drunkards to the senior officials of the Dark Night Republic, and delusional speculation based on the fact that the moon in foreign countries is rounder.
Unemployment benefits, something that Quel'Thalas did have in the past, is one of the dregs left over from the old days.
Precisely because they can lie down and collect money without working, the high elves' work enthusiasm is extremely low, leaving all the labor pressure to various types of arcane puppets powered by the energy of the sun well.
This kind of policy that relies entirely on machinery and cripples the people is not advisable.
After Kael'thas came to the throne, he began to reform these outdated policies.
It's not that you can't use arcane magic and other external assistance, but discarding high-tech technology even though it's available is pure stupidity.
Sarlayan believes that everything must be done within a certain degree, and one cannot blindly believe in anything.
After walking out of the noisy tavern, Valeela said with some emotion: "No matter which country they are in, the people at the bottom have the same habit of making irresponsible remarks about government affairs...it is clear that they do not understand the real situation at the top."
Sarlayan smiled nonchalantly: "Master Jianzheng is like this, let them go, anyway, we don't expect these guys with high ambitions and low skills to govern the country."
"But..." Sarlayan touched his chin thoughtfully: "After all these years, I didn't expect that Azshara still has a high prestige among the night elves."
Jaina asked curiously: "What are you going to do? You don't want to bring Azshara back to seize power with the Night Council, do you?"
Sarlayan shook his head and laughed: "How is that possible? Times have already changed."
"The Dark Night Empire perished 10,000 years ago. Even if Azshara can really come back, I don't think she can successfully recover."
"The crux of the problem is not here. I wonder if you have noticed."
Tinagosa asked in confusion: "What did you notice?"
"Ha~" Sarlayan glanced at Valeera who looked thoughtful: "An espionage war to guide the direction of public opinion."
"Believe it or not, among those night elves sitting together drinking, there must be spies sent by Naga."