Tyrande smiled proudly, making Magni Bronzebeard panic.
"I only want your personal property." Tyrande said calmly.
Magni Bronzebeard almost fainted, beat his feet and chest, and cried bitterly:
"Isn't this going to cost me my life!"
Tyrande asked coldly: "Why, you don't want to?"
"Yes, I am willing." In order to survive, Magni Bronzebeard did not care about anything outside himself.
Tyrande looked at the envoy for the last time, and his voice was extremely harsh:
"Master God Envoy, you have a high status and are proud and stubborn. You will not kneel down and beg for mercy. I will fulfill your righteousness. I wonder if you will have a chance to return to the Kingdom of the Moon God after your death."
Tyrande raised the Tears of Elune and was about to cast a spell to kill the emissary. The emissary said calmly:
"Tylande, do you know Hakkar's treasure?"
"What did you say?" As calm as Tyrande was, he couldn't help but be moved.
The divine envoy said unhurriedly: "About seven thousand years ago, in order to survive, the trolls of the Gurubashi Empire used forbidden rituals to summon the blood god Hakkar. Hakkar expanded his power to all the trolls in the Eastern Kingdom.
Everyone knows that Hakkar covets the souls of trolls, but few know that Hakkar is equally greedy for wealth."
Tyrande frowned slightly: "I understand this. Until humans defeated the trolls three thousand years ago and rose to power, the blood god Hakkar always influenced the trolls. Most of the wealth of the trolls in the Eastern Kingdom for thousands of years fell into the hands of the trolls.
However, after the Green Dragon clan sealed Haka, the whereabouts of this treasure house are unknown."
The divine envoy said regretfully: "I know the whereabouts of this treasure house, but most of the treasures have been taken away. Although the remaining treasures are not much, they are enough to surpass Medivh's ten treasure houses. I don't know if I can use it to buy me
life."
Tyrande was cheered up and nodded with a smile: "As long as you are willing to tell me the location of this treasure house, you will be free. We night elves never do cruel things."
The envoy breathed a sigh of relief. Tyrande's strength was unpredictable and must be taken seriously again.
Tyrande lowered her smile and brushed her delicate hands over the Tears of Elune, pulling out thin white threads and weaving them into three large nets.
Three white nets enveloped the three people and quickly disappeared.
The envoy had never seen this kind of magic before, and he didn't feel anything strange in his body.
But the unknown is the scariest thing.
"I'll give you seven days to send your ransom to the Moon Temple, otherwise you will definitely be worse than dead and suffer a lot in the next ten thousand years."
As soon as Tyrande finished speaking, the shield covering the living room disappeared.
The three of them healed their injuries and left the Moon Temple dejectedly, silently along the way.
"My mother has accumulated these ten treasure houses for more than 800 years." Medivh clenched his fists unwillingly.
Magni Bronzebeard said in despair: "How can your losses be compared to mine? Do you know why I can become the spokesperson of Azeroth? It's because I have twenty-one Titan relics, all of which are my personal property."
, was given to the night elves all at once, how could I be willing to do so?"
The divine envoy snorted coldly: "Among the remaining belongings in Haka's treasure house, there are thirty-seven Titan relics alone."
Magni Bronzebeard's eyes widened: "You are not interested in the thirty-seven Titan relics. Why have I never seen you use them?"
The god's envoy looked unhappy and said coldly: "I have always been cautious in doing things. The treasure house has been tampered with and most of the property has been taken away. What's strange is that I checked the time flow of Azeroth, but nothing happened.
No trace of that person was found, and even the Moon Goddess Elune was vague. How could I dare to touch the things in the treasure house so easily?"
Only then did Magni, Bronzebeard, and Medivh understand that the envoy of God had given the treasure treasury to Tyrande with bad intentions to cause trouble for the night elves.
"What I lost must be found." Medivh's eyes rolled around, and he couldn't think of a way for a while: "Please help me think of a way."
Magni Bronzebeard said gloomily: "Do you know how I accumulated so many Titan relics?"
Medivh shook his head.
Magni Bronzebeard said proudly:
"Titan relics were originally scattered in Northrend and the Broken Islands. They were the inherited treasures of various races. At that time, I was the leader of the dwarves and was embarrassed to ask for them. Later, I fell into Anduin's trick and turned into diamonds.
Fortunately, I was able to survive with the help of the Titan relics, and then I visited those races as the spokesperson of Azeroth to force them to hand over the Titan relics for the sake of saving Azeroth."
Medivh frowned: "Acting with the righteousness of saving Azeroth, isn't this Thrall's style?"
"As long as it works."
Medivh thought for a long time: "Yes, as long as it is useful, then I will force those rich people to pay in the name of saving Azeroth."
The envoy reminded lightly: "No, it's too direct. Let them take your life and then buy it with money."
Medivh and Magni Bronzebeard looked at the envoy together.
The divine envoy said displeased: "You still need me to teach you? Just say that purifying the mutant tauren requires them to sacrifice their lives."
Who is the richest person in Azeroth?
Some people say that they are the five trading princes of goblins.
Some people say that the Zandalari Empire has a long history and the palace's treasury is filled with treasures.
However, the real rich people are not these people on the surface.
For example, a random item from Medivh's treasury could exceed the combined wealth of the five trade princes.
Among the humans in Azeroth, except for Medivh, the richest one is not the Wrynn royal family, nor the Menethil family of Lordaeron.
It's the Magic Kingdom of Dalaran headed by Antonidas.
When Sylvanas resurrected Antonidas, she was not only interested in his strength, but also his strong financial resources.
"Who owns the wealth of Dalaran?" Magni Bronzebeard asked.
Medivh looked serious: "Since the orcs opened the Dark Portal, Dalaran has experienced many times of destruction and reconstruction. The wealth accumulated over thousands of years has been consumed a lot, but it has definitely not been exhausted. There is one person who knows the whereabouts of these treasures."
"Who?" the envoy asked with interest.
Medivh obviously knew Dalaran very well, and he chuckled and replied:
"Andnani, granddaughter of Antonidas."
The envoy said coldly: "What's the point of bullying an orphan? Even in Dalaran's heyday, the wealth cannot be compared with your ten treasure houses. You have all ignored the real rich man in Azeroth. His wealth is probably
I can buy a hundred Azeroths."
Medivh and Magni Bronzebeard both showed surprised expressions. They thought about it for a long time, but they couldn't think of such a number one person.
The divine envoy said fiercely: "The Draenei have been wandering in the starry sky for more than 25,000 years. They have encountered thousands of civilizations, and most of them were destroyed."
"Prophet Velen?" Medivh and Magni Bronzebeard said in unison.
Prophet Velen, his wealth should not be in Azeroth, but hidden on a mysterious planet.
As long as Prophet Velen is captured and forced to hand over his twenty-five thousand years of savings, the wealth given to the night elves will be nothing, just a drop in the bucket.
Medivh chuckled: "It's interesting. We announced in public that the purification of the tauren in Thunder Bluff requires the prophet Velen to sacrifice his life."
Magni Bronzebeard nodded sinisterly:
"The prophet Velen of Draenor sacrificed himself to purify the dark star Kara. There is a precedent for this and it is reasonable."