The black cat squatting on the broom led the way, and Robbie followed behind, passing through one door after another.
Robbie knew that behind each door, there was a piece of ancient history.
"The turning point of history has appeared, and the moment to decide the fate of Azeroth has arrived. Robbie, your mission is not just Illidan, don't forget Queen Azshara." Black Cat said seriously:
"History is full of lies. You can only find out the truth by verifying and experiencing it yourself."
Robbie nodded, he knew the unfavorable situation facing the alliance.
The spies from Silvermoon City sent news that Sylvanas was trying to find a way to get in touch with Queen Azshara.
This is a dangerous signal. If Queen Azshara joins Sylvanas's side, summons the Dark Portal in Theramore, the Iron Horde and the Deep Sea Naga, the alliance will never have a chance again.
This is why Robbie agreed to go into 10,000 years ago.
Queen Azshara must be influenced in the time period of 10,000 years ago.
Robbie has no confidence in this adventure. The historical records of 10,000 years ago are more confusing than the records of the rise of Alsace, full of contradictions and inconceivability.
It's all lies!
Arriving in front of a door, Black Cat confirmed the timeline behind the door and gave serious instructions:
"I will send you to Illidan first. Remember, character determines destiny. Illidan's tragedy lies in his character."
Robbie straightened his collar and said goodbye to the black cat. In his hand was a Sin'dorei orb. Humanity had not yet risen ten thousand years ago. For ordinary night elves, humans were a strange race.
This epic sin'dorei orb can transform Robbie into the appearance of a high elf.
Stepping through the door of time, a breath of fresh air hits your face.
Robbie found himself in a dense forest, a quiet night, surrounded by towering trees. The forest was covered with weeds, thorns, vines surrounded the trees, and strange flowers as big as bowls were blooming.
The roar of unknown beasts came from the dense forest, and the surrounding trees swayed with a certain rhythm. It seemed that something was awakened, staring at the stranger who accidentally broke in.
A white owl stood on the branch of a tree, looking at Robbie quietly.
Facing this strange and ancient world, Robbie carefully used the Eye of C'Thun to detect the surrounding situation.
boom!
There was a violent roar in Robbie's mind, and he saw a huge pool of black water. The black water was turbulent, setting off huge waves, and kept roaring.
Within the lake, a giant golden eye slowly opened, with Robbie's shadow reflected deep in the pupil.
Robbie only felt a power attribute in his body. It seemed that all the muscles in his body were in joy. He felt that he had established a wonderful connection with the lake, and a majestic power entered his body across the space.
There is no doubt that this is the Well of Eternity.
Robbie felt that his body was swelling like a balloon. In fact, no changes could be seen on the surface of his body. A magical power awakened in his body, greedily absorbing the magic power of the Well of Eternity.
Although Robbie can confirm that he is very far away from the Well of Eternity.
The surrounding trees no longer swayed, and the external force had long been torn apart. The owl flapped its wings and flew away, and the feeling of being watched disappeared.
Robbie found a tree hole and got in. He felt that the power in his body was not stable and he needed to rest for a while to let the power in his body settle down.
Mount Hyjal, the quiet wilderness, the dense forest, belongs to the time of the night elves.
Two young night elves walked through the jungle and ran quickly among the dense grass. They were residents of the area and were as familiar with the surrounding forest as their own home.
Xavius is a nobleman with a distinguished surname and inheritance. This is an era of equality, and the status of nobles is the same as that of commoners.
This was because of Queen Azshara, but due to the queen's amazing charm, no noble felt there was anything wrong with taking the photo.
Just like Xavius, he was supposed to be a lord with a vast land, but the changes brought by the queen to the night elves made the lord lose the value of his existence.
The changes that the Queen brought to the night elves were too fast. The changes in the night elf society were like wind and rain, changing with each passing day, but they were so peaceful. It seemed that the changes came naturally and did not feel abrupt.
Xavius looked at the tall and strong figure in front of him, his heart filled with awe and envy.
Illidan Stormrage, a genius among the night elves, was two heads taller than the average elf. He was carrying a huge package that was more than ten meters high. Xavius knew that it contained layers of magic-processed items.
of meat.
Illidan was walking like flying, with the weight on his back as heavy as a feather. Xavius had to add magic to his legs to barely keep up.
Xavius also carried a lot of things, including some tent weapons and materials for making traps. The two of them were on their way back from chasing a demonic dragon. This half-dragon, half-demon product was a test product of the dragon tribe and harassed people in nearby villages.
resident.
So Illidan took action.
It was a mutated demonic dragon that was a hundred meters long, breathing dangerous evil flame dragon breath.
Unfortunately, Illidan defeated him with just a few punches, and the tools Xavius brought were completely useless.
The only thing he could do was to dismember the poor dragon, then remove the edible meat from it, and use magic to process it to ensure that the meat would not rot.
In this era, the night elves are at the top of the food chain and there is never a lack of food.
However, the dragon's meat is a scarce ingredient and can cause girls to scream.
Xavius considers himself a magic genius. With the exception of Illidan, he can win against the dragon, but it will take a lot of effort.
"Suffocatingly powerful!"
Looking at Illidan's broad back, Xavius thought he was seeing a high mountain.
"I said old man." Xavius said politely:
"These dragon meats are our trophies. Can you promise me not to let your brother divide your share? Malfurion did nothing, but used your trophies to win the attention of the girl, and also took the credit for himself.
Although you don't care, it's not fair to me."
Illidan is the patron saint of hundreds of nearby villages. No existence is his opponent, and he also gets the most harvest every time he hunts.
Xavius admires Illidan and sincerely recognizes this good friend, but he is very dissatisfied with Illidan's brother Malfurion.
Illidan trusted his brother, and every time he gave the trophies to Malfurion, and distributed them to his people through his hands. The cunning Malfurion said that these were all his trophies, even though he had killed a deer.
but.
For example, in the distribution of dragon meat this time, Xavius felt that he had done almost nothing, but Illidan was very generous and was willing to allocate one-third to Xavius.
"Okay, okay, Xavius." Illidan would not refuse anyone. He always tried to find a balance: "Half of the dragon's meat is your trophy. What do you think of this distribution?"
Xavius sighed secretly. Out of the noble pride, he did not want to take advantage of Illidan.
He just wanted to teach Illidan to be smart, out of concern for a close friend, but it obviously failed.
"Illidan, are you still learning from that magic stick?"
Xavius analyzed seriously: "Cenarius is just a magic master, known as the demigod of the wilderness. His transformation skills are useless. The queen said that our night elves' bodies are the most perfect."
"I know, but Tyrande likes it." Illidan replied. (To be continued)