In the holy land of the night elves, in the Temple of the Moon in Val'sharah, Chen Stormstout is depicted as the moon god Elune descending into the world.
Malfurion, who turned into a shadow leopard, couldn't bear such blasphemy and clung to the rafters with his sharp claws.
On the other hand, Tyrande looked at him with an extremely calm expression, as if faced with a trivial incident, he was not as angry as if his subordinates had not prepared sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
Malfurion looked at her and asked her why she wasn't angry.
Tyrande rolled his eyes back: "Why are you angry?"
Malfurion didn't quite understand, and his eyes fell on the statue of Chen Stormstout, which meant that this was blasphemy, and you are the chief priestess of the Moon Goddess.
Tyrande looked at the library not far away, which meant that I was familiar with history books, and there were many such things in history.
Malfurion quickly understood and nodded thoughtfully.
The couple has lived for more than 10,000 years and has never seen anything weird or strange.
There once was a kobold empire. At its peak of glory, the kobold king was known as the creator of the moon god Elune.
He boasted shamelessly and created a hundred and eight thousand gods. Elune was the worst one. He was thrown into the garbage dump at the edge of the universe and went to Azeroth to lord it over himself.
The level of blasphemy far exceeds that of Chen Stormstout.
It happened that the kobold emperor lived for 180 years. He was the longevity star of the kobolds. He had many children and grandchildren and enjoyed a lifetime of glory and wealth.
The night elves sent countless killers, including Illidan, but they were unable to do anything against him.
Some say that the kobold emperor was protected by the moon god Elune.
Malfurion glanced at Tyrande again, meaning what to do next.
The corners of Tyrande's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of mockery, and her eyes slightly raised.
Malfurion understood. Taking a lesson from the Kobold Emperor, Tyrande did not want to be an enemy of Chen Stormstout, but wanted to admit that he was Elune, the Moon Goddess.
Malfurion lowered his eyes slightly and raised his eyebrows, which means that you have served Elune, the moon god, for ten thousand years, and you have long been tired of it.
Tyrande looked left and right, and pursed her lips tightly at the same time.
This means that you should never say these words out loud, keep them in your heart and just communicate with your eyes.
Assuming that the moon god Elune can really observe every move of the world, she will definitely not understand the ten thousand years of tacit understanding between Malfurion and Tyrande.
You can understand what the other person is thinking with just one look.
Between this couple, things are divided into three levels: what is done, what is said, and what is communicated through eye contact.
The three contradict each other and are completely different.
The Temple of the Moon was in a commotion as Meera Highmountain personally presided over the sacrificial ceremony and offered sacrifices to Chen Elune Thrall Stormstout.
Sacrifice for human beings was a common occurrence in history.
After all, the benefits gained from currying favor with the dead are far less than those gained from currying favor with the living.
Pandaria, Krasarang Jungle, on a warm beach.
Chen Stormstout was enjoying the warm sunshine, accompanied by several sexy female orcs, occasionally playing and playing, so happy.
In a tent not far away, Khadgar was dressed tightly, like a warrior waiting for battle, always paying attention to the battle situation in Val'sharah.
The night elves took the initiative to withdraw and occupied the Moon Temple without any bloodshed. Although Khadgar was surprised, he was not worried.
Khadgar was shocked when he heard that the looted treasures were burned in public and a statue of Chen Stormstout was born from the treasures.
Chen Stormstout never delivered such an order.
This is not a miracle, but a conspiracy.
Especially when everyone was worshiping the statue, Khadgar couldn't bear it anymore and immediately came to discuss with Chen Stormstout.
After hearing Khadgar's description, Chen Stormstout's expression turned out to be very calm.
"In your opinion, what is the purpose of the conspiracy?"
Khadgar said cautiously: "There is an old saying among humans: the higher you are praised, the harder you fall. Some people deliberately raise your reputation and arouse the resentment of the moon god Elune."
Chen Stormstout said disapprovingly: "If the moon god Elune is omniscient and omnipotent, how can she not see through the conspiracy here?"
Khadgar shook his head: "The gods need dignity. If we don't handle it properly, it will really become a blasphemy and cause the displeasure of the Moon God."
"In your opinion, how should we deal with it?" Chen Stormstout asked.
Khadgar said solemnly: "Rebuild the Moon God Statue immediately, punish the relevant people, explain to everyone that this is a misunderstanding, and relieve the Moon God Elune's doubts. The magic that melted the gold and silver treasures to form the statue came from Dalaran.
Use this clue to investigate and dig out the person behind the scenes."
Chen Stormstout stood up, his round body dazzlingly white in the sun.
When he became the warchief, especially after learning Thrall's way of thinking, Chen Stormstout grew significantly.
He is no longer the naive and romantic panda who was always bullied.
"Khadgar, I am inferior to you in terms of strategy and strength, but I am the one who serves as the chief. Do you know why?"
Khadgar looked confused.
"Because you haven't learned how the great chief thinks."
Chen Stormstout looked up at the sky with a provocative expression:
"The so-called Moon Goddess Elune, like mortals, bullies the weak and fears the strong. If you are weak, she will bully you more. If you are tough, she will have nothing to do with you. There is an old saying among us Pandaren: Gods, they have great power.
, but does not have the wisdom and morality to match it.”
Khadgar looked at Chen Stormstout worriedly: "Warchief, what do you want to do?"
Chen Stormstout sneered: "Tell Meera Gaoling that she has not done enough. Of course, the clues about Dalaran cannot be let go."
Orgrimmar, in Thrall's courtyard.
The guards outside must take a look at Thrall from the window every five minutes to prevent him from engaging in any intrigues.
Thrall has been quietly reading a book, a magic book from Dalaran.
A vague figure appeared on the page and said respectfully:
"Savior Thrall, everything goes well. According to your instructions, Chen Stormstout was lifted up and became the moon god Elune and came to the world."
Thrall grinned: "Very good. As far as I know, the moon god Elune is very stingy and will retaliate. Chen. Stormstout is over."
"Warchief, we will always support you, damn pandaren, they are only worthy of making food."
Thrall smiled and said: "When I return to the position of chief, Dalaran will officially join the tribe. You have worked hard these years."
Closing the book, Thrall smiled very happily, as if he saw a divine thunder falling from the sky, directly killing Chen Stormstout.
After thinking quietly for a long time, Sal felt a little sleepy and couldn't help but take a nap.
Suddenly, there was a slight vibration in the magic book, and Thrall hurriedly opened the book.
The blurry shadow appeared again and said in surprise: "Lord Savior, the latest news is that Chen Stormstout is acting so strangely and so arrogantly that we really can't understand it."
Thrall showed an unexpected expression and asked in a low voice: "How should Chen Stormstout deal with this?"
Shadow struggled for a while and said:
"Chen Stormstout sent a message to Meera Highmountain and reprimanded her severely, saying that the moon goddess Elune was just an inconspicuous maid beside Chen Stormstout."
The book in Sal's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and he murmured after a long while: