"Since the Tears of Elune are needed, I will go with you as soon as the Moon God's will comes. It is everyone's responsibility to save Azeroth."
The messenger looked pitiful:
"The matter is urgent. The mutated tauren may destroy Azeroth at any time. There is no time to wait for the will of the moon god. Please give us the Tears of Elune immediately."
Tyrande thought for a moment, with a serious look on his face:
"The safety of Azeroth is the most important thing. You three, please sit down for a moment. I will get the Tears of Elune right now."
I didn't expect Tyrande to be so easy to talk to.
Seeing Tyrande leaving in a hurry, Magni Bronzebeard asked with some suspicion:
"The Tears of Elune are vital to the night elves. Tyrande is really willing to give them to us?"
Medivh showed a proud smile and said arrogantly:
"When the three of us come forward, Tyrande dare not disobey."
The angel looked solemn and said indifferently:
"Everything we do is to save Azeroth. Anyone who dares to oppose it is an enemy of Azeroth."
Magni opened his mouth and was about to say something when he suddenly felt a fire in front of his eyes.
A terrible explosion sounded, and the center of the explosion was nearby.
No one thought that the raid would happen in the living room of the Moon Temple
The envoys of God, Medivh, and Magni were all experienced in many battles and reacted instinctively at this moment.
The divine envoy froze himself in a piece of ice. His body swayed and he was about to teleport out, but he hit an invisible barrier.
Medivh used the most familiar fel magic at the critical moment, and the surface of his body was covered with a thick layer of fel crystal.
Seeing that the envoy had hit the invisible barrier, Medivh wanted to open the portal and escape, but unfortunately the space was imprisoned.
Magni Bronzebeard bent down and burrowed into the ground, and soon crawled out in disgrace, and the ground was sealed.
The living room was shrouded by an invisible barrier. After the first wave of explosions, all three people were injured.
Immediately afterwards, the second wave of explosions came, terrifying energy surged in the small space, and the bodies of the three people were thrown around, constantly colliding with the barrier.
Medivh spat out a mouthful of evil energy, causing all the evil crystals to shatter. The spell-stealing dragon in his body ran around uncontrollably, and was the first to lose its combat effectiveness.
The diamonds covering Magni Bronzebeard's body shattered, revealing dark and shiny skin. The power of elements was sprayed from his mouth and nose, and he was about to fall down.
There were large cracks in the body of the divine messenger, withered internal organs looming, and the body began to shake.
The living room was ashes, and there was a circle of night elves surrounding the shield, pointing and talking.
Tyrande was like a god of war, floating quietly in the air, holding the Tears of Elune in his hand.
The angel's eyes were blood red and he roared like a wild beast:
"Tylande, what do you want to do?"
Tyrande laughed: "A bandit entered the Temple of the Moon and wanted to steal the Tears of Elune. Of course I will kill the damn bandit."
"How dare you! I am the guardian of Azeroth." Medivh roared with a ferocious expression.
"I almost forgot."
Tyrande slapped his forehead and said loudly to everyone:
"Please allow me to introduce you to these three important figures in Azeroth, the envoy of the Moon God, Medivh the guardian, and Magni Bronzebeard, the spokesperson of Azeroth. In order to save Azeroth,
In the name, I conspired to defraud the Tears of Elune. I am a weak woman and can only use the Tears of Elune to defend myself against the enemy."
"lie!"
The angel defended loudly:
"A large number of mutated tauren have appeared in Mulgore. Azeroth is on the verge of destruction and needs to be purified by the Tears of Elune."
Tyrande looked indifferent, shook his head and said:
"Forget it, your little trick of deceiving short-lived species is okay. The youngest one here has lived for more than a thousand years. He has never seen anything. He wants to take away the Tears of Elune without the will of the Moon God.
It’s simply wishful thinking, it seems I can only kill you here to deny everyone’s idea that the night elves are easy to bully.”
"You dare!"
The messenger asked for his high status, but Tyrande did not dare to attack him.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that the night elves were now suspicious of the moon god Elune, their faith in the moon god was already on the verge of collapse, and Tyrande's status was facing challenges.
In Tyrande's mind, Moon God's faith comes second, and the power in her hands is the most important.
In order to maintain her dominance, she must establish prestige, and the visit of three angels gave her a good opportunity.
Tyrande just smiled coldly and answered the envoy with practical actions.
The Tears of Elune shot out a white light, and elemental magic surged within the shield, causing another big explosion.
The divine envoy's body was blown to pieces, but he miraculously survived, no longer as domineering as before.
Because Tyrande's target was the Archangel, Medivh and Magni Bronzebeard were only affected, and even then the injuries were compounded.
The angel stared blankly at Tyrande, knowing that the power of Elune's Tears was far from that powerful.
Such powerful strength and ultimate control over elemental magic can only come from Tyrande herself.
Tears of Elune is just a pretense to deceive everyone. The real truth is that Tyrande violated the moon god's taboo and secretly studied arcane magic.
In ten thousand years, even a fool can become a top mage, not to mention Tyrande has never been stupid.
A sly smile appeared on Tyrande's face:
"The Tears of Elune are willing to help me, which proves that you did lie. God, you gave me a reason to kill you, so you can be wiped out."
The envoy's attitude softened and he said in a consultative tone:
"Wait, I was wrong, I am willing to apologize."
"Many things cannot be solved by an apology." Tyrande's attitude was extremely tough and she said loudly:
"I am the leader of the night elves, and I have the duty to protect my people. Enemies who conspire to harm us must be severely punished."
After hearing this, the surrounding night elves all showed happy smiles.
This is the qualified leader they need, not the Priestess of the Moon who just hides in her room and prays.
Medivh hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed:
"I was wrong. I accidentally offended the noble night elves. I am willing to give up half of Karazhan's wealth just to survive."
Magni Bronzebeard also hurriedly knelt down and begged: "The dwarves and the night elves are allies. Please spare me. I am willing to offer three Titan relics as compensation."
The corners of Tyrande's lips curled up slightly. This was exactly the result she wanted, and she said loudly:
"Brothers and sisters, what do you mean?"
The night elves were once again involved in discussions, and someone shouted:
"How can half be enough? All the property in Karazhan must be used."
Some night elves also shouted: "It's impossible to survive with just three Titan relics. You need at least five."
Tyrande sighed softly: "My people are kind and cannot bear to harm lives. Medivh, Karazhan has been in ruins. You have moved away valuable things long ago. You have ten secret treasures hidden in Azeroth."
, I don’t want the three who are under the protection of the Burning Legion, and the other seven must be handed over.”
Medivh was dumbfounded, looking like a naked baby in front of Tyrande, and murmured:
"How did you know?"
Tyrande said proudly: "I have lived for ten thousand years, how can you compare to me."
Medivh struggled for a long time and could only accept his fate.
Tyrande looked at Magni Bronzebeard again, as if he had seen through him:
"The night elves and the dwarves are allies. I don't want any of the Titan relics in Ironforge..."