Elune, the moon goddess, is merely the maid of Chen Thrall Stormstout.
The news spread throughout Azeroth, and unexpectedly, the night elves behaved calmly and acquiesced to the matter.
At this moment, Chen Stormstout, who is on vacation in Pandaria, visits the rebuilt Suzaku Temple.
Back then, the Suzaku Temple was destroyed because of its resistance to the tyranny of the orcs, and its leader Guo Daxia's martial arts was completely useless.
Most of the people who destroyed the Suzaku Temple became food for the orcs and buried their bones in Orgrimmar.
The few survivors still have statues of Thrall enshrined in their homes.
When they heard that Chen Thrall Stormstout had returned home in glory, the people hurriedly took out the statue, melted it, and molded it into the image of Chen Stormstout, and still worshiped it every day.
"In this world, those who eat people enjoy incense, and those who are eaten die without a burial place."
With this thought in mind, Chen Stormstout came to the ruins of Zhuque Temple. He recalled his study experience when he was young and couldn't help but sigh.
The old panda guarding the gate recognized Chen Stormstout and smiled flatteringly:
"Great Chief, when you entered the Zhuque Temple to study, I knew that you were no ordinary panda, but one of those people who meet once in ten thousand years."
Chen Stormstout was a little displeased: "The rudimentary martial arts of Zhuque Temple is not worthy of my study. I only came here to experience the sufferings of the world."
The old panda slapped his mouth hard: "The war chief taught you that the moon god Elune is your maid, and the martial arts of the pandaren are nothing more than the fist and kick skills of ants."
Chen Stormstout laughed:
"The highest point of Pandaren martial arts is the unity of heaven and man, which can reach up to the strength of those four reptiles, and I am the entire universe, all-encompassing and omnipotent."
The old panda man lowered his eyebrows and said: "The savior's martial arts has long surpassed the ordinary. He is too old and stupid to understand."
"It's just that you can't understand it." Chen Stormstout said with a shy belly: "I came here to see those four reptiles. I have a grudge against one of them. It's time to resolve it."
Chen Stormstout released the news that the four gods must go to Zhuque Temple to meet the great savior, otherwise they will bear the consequences.
On Pandaria's foggy plank road, Mrs. Guo Ya, who has a temperament of orchids in the empty valley, personally brought the long-cherished tea to entertain the two distinguished guests.
One of them has an indifferent expression, as if he is detached from the world, and he is the envoy of the moon god.
The person opposite has black hair and a black beard, a thin face, and a look of determination. He is the guardian of Azeroth, Medivh.
"This Chen Stormstout is too outrageous." Medivh said angrily: "He actually said that the moon god Elune is his maid. Aren't you afraid of attracting the wrath of the god?"
The envoy smiled lightly and said: "The name of the Moon God has spread all over the world, and those with evil intentions are like the carps in the river. They are countless. The Moon God never takes this matter to heart."
Medivh frowned: "But Chen Stormstout is different. He is now a popular man, the savior of Azeroth and the Lord of Kalimdor."
The divine envoy said calmly: "Compared to the benefits that Chen Stormstout brings to us, the blasphemy against the Moon God is tolerable."
Medivh was even more confused: "Chen Stormstout is just a pandaren, what use is it to us?"
The divine envoy raised his head: "Medivine, you are asking questions knowingly. You should have known for a long time that the Legion of Light, the Burning Legion, the Moon God Elune, and the covetous Void forces all have their sights on Azeroth.
The souls of all living beings possess the most primitive and pure power, which the Shadow Realm calls anima."
Medivh put down the teacup: "Of course I know the role of the soul, but what does this have to do with Chen Stormstout?"
The divine envoy explained unhurriedly: "The method we used before was to use orcs to provoke war. The cruel Thrall was the initial choice. Unfortunately, Thrall's highest achievement was the battle of the Dark Temple, where he contributed tens of millions of souls.
After that, his performance got worse and worse, and he was later replaced by the more cruel Garrosh. Unfortunately, he was not as good as Thrall.
"We worked hard to get through Draenor thirty-five years ago. We thought that Azeroth would be devastated and we could make a lot of money. But as you have seen, the Seven Heroes of Draenor let us down. Now times have changed.
Now, the Legion of Holy Light has arrived, and the old methods no longer work."
Medivh still didn't understand and asked in confusion: "Then what is the new method?"
The divine envoy laughed and said: "The original plan was still to use Thrall. After all, he is an unlearned orc with nothing but cruelty. Now it seems that Chen Stormstout is more suitable, so the Moon God Ellu
Only grace can tolerate his misbehavior."
Medivh nodded: "I understand, Chen Stormstout is an adventurer with a free and easy nature, and is not a qualified leader."
The divine messenger smiled knowingly: "Once an uncontrolled wild horse gains the power to control it, it will be the most terrifying disaster in the world."
On the Eternal Island, the four gods gathered together.
In the early years, the four gods were plotted by Thrall and imprisoned on the Eternal Island. They were skinned and boned to provide food, grass and equipment for the tribe.
Although the four gods are in a state of unity between heaven and man and will not die even after being tortured, their character has been affected by this catastrophe and their strength has plummeted.
Although the current Chen Stormstout is still no match for any of the four gods, his current status is extraordinary, and it perfectly integrates with Thrall's reputation, and it is at its peak.
Therefore, the four gods dare not be enemies with Chen Stormstout.
Green Dragon Yulong, Zhuhe Chijing, and Black Bull Niuzao stood in a triangle, surrounding White Tiger Xuenu in the center.
Chi-Ji's eyes shot out two red lights and said sharply:
"Xue Fury, you were the one who ruined Chen Stormstout's talent back then. Now that he has come to seek revenge, you must apologize to the great savior."
Chen Stormstout was a martial arts prodigy of a generation. After he showed terrifying talent in Suzaku Temple, Xuen came forward, sealed most of his strength, and secretly destroyed his foundation.
This is an agreement made by the four gods to ensure that no strong person will appear among mortals to threaten them.
Bai Huxue roared angrily and unconvinced:
"Don't forget, this is our common idea. I'm just unlucky. The executor standing in front of the stage has offended the Savior. If he wants to apologize, we should go together."
Qinglong Yulong said calmly: "Xue Nu, it is better for one person to bear all the responsibilities than for the four of us to suffer together, and to have room for maneuver."
Bai Huxue was completely angry: "Don't think that I don't understand you. If the savior gets angry at me, you will only add insult to injury."
Xuan Niuzao snorted and exhaled two snow-white breaths:
"It's useless to talk more. Why don't we join forces to take down Xuen and hand him over to the great savior."
Zhu He Chi Jing said sternly: "Xue Nu, if you continue to be stubborn, don't blame us for being rude."
"Four idiots."
A discordant voice came, and the four gods turned around hurriedly.
"Who dares to challenge the majesty of the four gods?"
Illidan appeared behind the Four Gods and turned into the form of a demon. With terrible oppression, the Four Gods seemed to be in the deep sea, unable to move.
The four gods immediately realized that joining forces was no match for Illidan.
Zhu He Chi Jing said in a low voice: "May I ask what your orders are, Lord Illidan?"
Illidan said coldly: "Chen Stormstout has learned Thrall's way of thinking and is more cruel than Thrall. How Thrall treated you back then, Chen Stormstout must be a hundred times crueler."