Now the monster is too weak and his calculation power is insufficient to find the answer.
In the end, he could only conclude that his lack of understanding of living beings was like misunderstanding Sargeras.
Even gods have a hard time grasping what creatures are thinking and what decisions they will make. Every decision made by creatures is more like chaotic probability. We can only estimate the probability of making a certain decision, but we cannot get it.
Accurate predictions.
The monster knew he had to learn a lesson, and he did not fall into despair.
The stone pillars of the Watcher's Cave are engraved with the runes of the Moon God. Although they are unbreakable, there is never a prison that cannot be broken out, just like there is no impenetrable pass, because life itself is the biggest loophole.
As long as he bribes a night elf jailer around him, the monster thinks he has a chance to escape.
The monster focused on Warden Maiev Shadowsong, and he was secretly trying to figure out the female night elf's thoughts.
The monster didn't care about the physical torture and didn't take it to heart. The essence of pain was the signal sent from the nerves to the brain. As long as the nerves were cut off, there would be no feeling.
Tyrande and Maiev don't understand this seemingly simple truth.
Although the monster is bound by the Moon God's runes, he still has the ability to control himself.
Therefore, after the meridians were cut off, the monster roared cooperatively, seeming to be suffering, but in fact, it felt peaceful in its heart, just like a patient under anesthesia who could directly watch the scalpel cutting across his flesh.
The monster suffered the torture of having all his flesh and blood cut off every full moon night, but he still faced Maiev with a smile on weekdays and never gave in. This made Maiev very depressed.
"Illidan's will is so strong, he is simply not a night elf."
Maiev, who didn't know the truth, could only draw this conclusion.
Maiev did not dare to report the truth to Tyrande, as she would be easily despised. Knowing that "Illidan" had not surrendered, Tyrande would definitely remove her useless warden and choose someone else.
For this reason, Maiev consulted the classics, collected all the punishments she could find, and used them all on "Illidan", but it still had no effect. Maiev was very anxious and felt very haggard.
Maiev specially crafted a spear full of barbs, which pierced Illidan's heart and pierced his chest. It moved back and forth under the power of power, bringing out a large amount of flesh and blood every time.
The monster still roared, and occasionally when it got tired from roaring, it would look at Maiev with a smile:
"It's so exciting. I already like this feeling. Maiev, if you don't torture me for a day, I will feel uncomfortable. You see, we are really a perfect match."
"Illidan" did not give in, and Maiev's spirit was on the verge of collapse. Seeing this, the monster knew that its opportunity had come, and there was a loophole in Maiev's defense.
That night, Maiev suddenly woke up and found that there was no one in the Watcher's Crypt.
Waves of aroma came from the depths of the dungeon, which was the aroma of tempting food. Maiev frowned. Could it be that the jailers were secretly having a dinner without doing their business and didn't even invite her, the warden. She hurried over in anger.
In the cell where Illidan was imprisoned, Maiev was surprised to see Illidan sitting leisurely on a chair, with a table of delicious food in front of him and a tempting aroma. Behind Illidan, Tai looked expressionless.
Rand was rubbing his shoulders.
"This is not true!" Maiev said calmly.
"Illidan" raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Of course it's not true. How could Tyrande rub my shoulders for me? Maiev, I am very optimistic about you. Even so, you still maintain your sense."
Maiev carefully looked at the food on the table and the familiar surroundings, but didn't see any flaws.
"Don't think about it. This is the dream I weaved. I dragged you into the dream." Illidan picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "Warden Maiev, you probably don't know that ordinary dreams It has no taste. Only in the dreams I weave can you smell the aroma of food. We hit it off right away, why don’t we chat while we eat.”
Maiev just sneered and said nothing. Illidan frowned slightly, showing a threatening expression:
"Master Warden, in reality it is you who makes the decision and you can torture me with the most cruel punishments, but in the dream it is my territory. I can even return all the torture you inflicted on me during the day. You, I wonder if you like that feeling as much as I do?"
Maiev was so frightened that her face turned pale, and that kind of horrific torture would make her will collapse.
Maiev could only sit down, grab a piece of barbecue and put it into his mouth. The delicious barbecue melted in his mouth, and the aroma immediately overflowed. It was simply delicious. "Illidan" chuckled and said:
"During the day you tried every means to torture me, but in your dreams I treated you to delicious food. Repaying kindness with kindness is no better than this."
"Illidan, what do you want?" Maiev asked coldly.
"Illidan" looked at Maiev quietly and said meaningfully:
"I saw your ambition, your unwillingness, you shouted in the bottom of my heart, strength, appearance, popularity, ability, from any angle, you are hundreds of times stronger than Tyrande. In addition to the favor of the moon god, Tyrande How can Dehod be the leader of the night elves? Her ignorance and incompetence will ruin the entire race."
Maiev lowered her head and remained silent. This sentence indeed spoke to her heart, but she would not reveal her feelings easily.
"Don't worry, this is just a dream, no one can overhear our conversation." The monster tried to dispel Maiev's concerns, and then encouraged: "A night elf without ambition, what's the point of living?"
"Illidan, don't forget your current miserable situation." Maiev mocked: "What qualifications does a tortured prisoner have to talk about ambitions with me?"
"Illidan" laughed loudly after hearing this:
"Yes, Maiev, I really didn't expect Tyrande to take action so quickly. To tell you the truth, my purpose of coming back this time is to replace Tyrande and Malfurion as the leader of the night elves."
Maiev shook her head and sneered: "Illidan, you are too naive. Have you forgotten the moon god Elune? With Elune's support, all our actions are meaningless unless you have a way to get Elune. Grace’s love.”
There was a bright light in "Illidan's" eyes, and Maiev was taken aback. For a moment, she thought she was facing a god, but "Illidan" said confidently:
"Maev, you overestimate the power of the Moon God. Azeroth has a planet defense built by Titans, and the Moon God Elune cannot bring down too much power. To give a simple example, only on a full moon night, The power of the moon is the most powerful. On a moonless night, she is deaf and blind, and God does not exist."
For some reason, there was a kind of magic in "Illidan's" words that made Maiev believe it without any doubt, and asked with interest: "What else? Keep talking."
"Illidan" spoke with enthusiasm and enthusiasm:
"Tyrande's biggest support is the Demon Soul, but it is just a foreign object. As long as we find a way to steal it, we can launch a coup on a moonless night and imprison Tyrande and Malfurion. We can build an altar.
, lock them inside, and just use some simple magic circles to make the moon god mistake someone for Tyrande."
Maiev was heartbroken after hearing this: "Then I can become the chief moon priest." (To be continued)