"Why refuse? Why not give Moon God believers a chance to choose freely." Mannoroth looked at Tyrande sarcastically: "What are you worried about, what are you afraid of? Lord Moon God Priest."
Tyrande explained viciously:
"Because most people are stupid. They lack analytical skills and judgment. They don't understand the greatness of the Moon God. When the Kingdom of the Moon God comes, all non-believers will be wiped out. You are murdering them. Only I am.
Only Tyrande can guide them in the right direction."
Mannoroth's sarcasm became even more intense as he tried to figure out what Tyrande was really thinking:
"Night Elf, even the most cunning eredar cannot match your hypocrisy and cunning. Don't hide it from a battle-experienced abyss lord. Your pitiful wisdom cannot be hidden from me. Tell me your truth."
What you really think.”
Tyrande showed a disdainful tone: "Lord of the Abyss, every night elf in Mount Hyjal is my wealth. They are exchanged for glory and power from the Moon God. Do you think I will give up on them?"
Mannoroth realized that Tyrande was very tight-lipped and found it difficult to get anything out of him, and said angrily: "Little night elf, the Legion is not as bottomless as you. We must give the people a free choice, otherwise the Legion would rather refuse."
"Damn."
Tyrande couldn't help but curse, lowered his head and thought for a long time:
"Three days, I only give them three days of choice, let them choose to stay or flee."
The Burning Legion has always had nothing to do with kindness, and Mannoroth didn't even know what kindness was. He just instinctively carried out Archimonde's orders and replied happily: "Okay, as you wish, three days."
A small force of the Burning Legion entered Mount Hyjal first, drove away the furbolgs, harpies, etc. that had lived there for generations, and began to build a huge legion portal.
Not long after Tyrande returned, the Temple of the Moon issued an order.
The cunning Tyrande knew how to do what was beneficial to herself. She said nothing about accepting evil energy. She only said that there were some false believers among the night elves who were not pious enough to the moon god Elune. If she was willing to accept evil energy in three days,
If he takes the initiative to leave Mount Hyjal, he will forget about the past and allow him to escape.
No one would admit that their beliefs were ungrateful. After this notice was posted, no night elf, regardless of whether he was a believer in the Moon God or not, was willing to leave Mount Hyjal on his own initiative.
However, there is no airtight wall in the world. A certain Moon God priest accidentally told the truth, or a certain Moon Goddess guard warned some friends. The news that the Moon Goddess wanted to force believers to accept evil energy still spread.
In particular, the Burning Legion blatantly built a portal on Mount Hyjal, which further confirmed the collusion between the Temple of the Moon and the Burning Legion. For a time, all kinds of rumors spread.
After all, there are very few smart people in the world, and there are even fewer who can see the truth clearly in the complicated situation. Most people choose to wait and see, and less than one-tenth of the night elves have left Mount Hyjal.
They either entered the magical city of Azshara, or entered Suramar to enjoy life, while others worked hard to earn a living in Black Crow Fortress.
Malfurion stood at the entrance of the village, watching his beloved woman Lisa leave with a look of helplessness.
After Illidan left, probably due to the lack of competition, the relationship between Malfurion and Tyrande has been lukewarm. This dullness has easily distanced the two.
Lisa, the most beautiful and gentle woman in the village, naturally became Malfurion's crush.
Seeing the beautiful Lisa leaving without hesitation, Malfurion even had the urge to leave everything and go with Lisa.
Unfortunately, Malfurion knew that he was in too deep and had no choice.
The moonlight gradually faded, and the slowly rising sun shone on Malfurion. With a bitter smile on his face, he walked into his cabin. It was probably another sleepless day.
Three days later, the guards of the Temple of the Moon couldn't wait to block the entrance and exit of Mount Hyjal, not allowing any night elves to enter or exit.
The bright moon Elune was extraordinarily bright this night, dozens of times larger than before. It seemed to be hanging over Mount Hyjal, as if it could be touched with just a raised hand.
The power of the Moon God enveloped the loyal priests and guards of the Temple of the Moon, covering them with a thin veil of mist, giving them a hazy and mysterious feeling.
The night elves gathered in the square at the entrance of the Moon Temple, and it was completely dark because there were too many people. In addition to the square being full of people, there were also countless night elves in the nearby forest and on the tall trees.
The power of the moon god protects Tyrande. A full moon hangs above her head, and the power of thousands of moonlights hangs down, making her look extremely noble and holy. Tyrande, with a pious face, climbed onto the high platform.
Looking at the dark crowd of believers.
With the blessing of the power of the moon god, Tyrande's voice was full of majesty:
"Night elves on Mount Hyjal, you are all the people of the Moon God. The Moon God has always protected us from ignorance. The Moon God has helped us gain the power of the Well of Eternity, defeat the trolls, and become the leader of Azeroth.
The master of the world of Lars.
"Unfortunately, there are some bad elements, conspirators, and careerists hidden among us night elves. They abuse magic and use it for their own personal gain. They try to control all night elves and make us slaves.
"Thanks to the moon god protecting us, the conspiracy did not succeed. We night elves in Mount Hyjal are the only residents of the night elves who have not become slaves. The moon god protects us. We must fight for freedom and eradicate those bad elements.
, Queen Azshara and her Highborne."
The sound reached the ears of every night elf present, immediately causing a flurry of discussion.
Queen Azshara, although not very influential in Mount Hyjal, is still the queen respected by all night elves. Tyrande's speech was questioned by the night elves.
Tyrande didn't care about these questioning voices, she shouted loudly:
"Compatriots, countless night elves who have become slaves are waiting for our rescue. Fortunately, we have received the help of the Burning Legion. We must abandon the magic power of the Well of Eternity in our bodies, lift the shackles, absorb the evil power that symbolizes freedom, and fight for freedom.
war."
If slandering Queen Azshara could only arouse discussion, abandoning the magic of the Well of Eternity was related to everyone's vital interests, and was immediately opposed by all night elves.
The rumor was finally confirmed, and the night elves who felt deceived were furious.
"Tylande, are you crazy? You traitor to the night elf."
"Tyrande, you are not qualified to be the chief priestess. We need to leave Mount Hyjal."
"The Moon Goddess Elune actually colluded with the Burning Legion. She is an evil god, and she will destroy everything for us."
Tyrande smiled coldly and said loudly: "Do you dare to resist the Moon God? You little blasphemers, you all deserve to die and accept the punishment of the Moon God."
Thousands of moonlight powers fell from the sky, falling on the night elves who shouted the loudest.
These night elves fell to the ground, wailing in pain, and their bodies kept twisting, as if being trampled by an invisible foot. Their skin cracked, and worms like earthworms emerged, tearing at their flesh and blood.
Thousands of night elves fell to the ground, their tragic wails echoing in the bright moonlight.
"This is the fate of those who resist." Tyrande looked triumphant. (To be continued)