To launch a rebellion and overthrow the rule of the Temple of the Moon led by Tyrande, Maiev must convince her brother Jarod Shadowsong. Jarod is the security commander of Suramar City and has a heavy army.
Nowadays, the city of Suramar is in chaos, and the Grand Magister Elisande is in confusion. After all, she is a knowledgeable Archmage. She has initially touched the profound realm of time and is sensitively aware that something unusual has happened.
Therefore, Elisande did not stand up to compete with Tyrande for power. She looked down on this group of careerists who only cared about worldly power, and focused on finding the reason and how to protect her people.
At this critical moment, Jarod, who has a powerful army in his hands, becomes very important.
Although they are siblings, rebellion is not a trivial matter. Maiev understands her brother. Jarod is brave and resourceful in battle. He is a rare general, but he has no opinion and lacks ambition. He is not a person who can do big things.
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Just when Maiev was hesitating, one of her subordinates reported that two Zandalar troll priests were visiting.
The Zandalari trolls, a group of backward and barbaric natives, controlled the powerful magic of the Well of Eternity. How could the night elves, who were at the height of their power, take them seriously?
Now times have changed. In the new era where the moon god tampered with memories, the Zandalari trolls suffered heavy losses in the ancient war. Even Emperor Achilles was killed. Unfortunately, the night elves suffered even greater losses.
The demons have become a powerful race that can compete with the night elves.
Facing the visit of the two distinguished troll priests, Maiev did not dare to neglect and quickly received them with the highest standards.
For some reason, Maiev felt a bit unfamiliar, as if she hadn't done this before.
"Do we have relations with the Zandalari Empire?" Maiev asked one of her subordinates.
The subordinate also had a strange look on his face, and after thinking for a long time he said: "The trolls and us night elves were originally one family, but they have grown apart over the years. The two tribes don't move around much. It's all because of the war that year."
Maiev looked confused: "Strange, how did our ancestors defeat the powerful trolls?"
Robbie and Illidan used magic to disguise themselves as Zandalari trolls, and walked into the Watcher's Vault arrogantly. Robbie stroked his sharp fangs with an extremely arrogant attitude:
"We are priests from the Zandalari Empire, serving the great troll god of death Bwonsamdi and the tiny night elves. It is your honor to witness the glory of a god."
In the War of the Ancients, the Loa suffered heavy losses, and Bwonsamdi, who was originally inconspicuous, became a veteran figure.
Robbie's rudeness angered Maiev and her subordinates. The night elves had never been insulted like this before, and they all grabbed for their weapons.
Illidan took a step forward, moved his hands, and opened a huge portal.
The dark portal is filled with the aura of death, filled with despairing fear.
There was a terrifying blood moon floating in the sky, and on the ground was an endless mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. A monster as huge as a mountain, made up of countless white bones, looked at the watchers ferociously.
Facing this terrifying bone monster, all the watchers' expressions changed with shock and they were trembling with fear.
Respect is based on equality of strength. Illidan showed overwhelming strength. Maiev, who was very sensible, immediately saw the situation clearly and quickly showed a flattering expression:
"Dear Zandalari Priests, the night elves welcome you. We are willing to sincerely listen to the teachings of the great priests. This is our honor. Greetings to the great troll god of death, Bwonsamdi."
Illidan was secretly sad. In his impression, Maiev was a strong man with powerful magic power and agility.
Although she later accepted the power of the Moon God, her sharp eyesight did not change. How could she be frightened by this simple illusion and lose her sense of proportion.
"Huh, I guess you guys are sensible."
Under the respectful guidance of Maiev, Robbie and Illidan sat on the main seats without ceremony.
Robbie looked at Maiev with disdain, shook his head and said:
"The great Death God Bwonsamdi passed down the oracle. He felt a dark power hidden in the Watcher's Vault. You night elves are so weak that you don't realize what kind of existence you are fighting against. That comes from the burning
The betrayers of the Legion are plotting to overthrow Azeroth, and I am here to save you."
After hearing this, Maiev was shocked and said calmly: "Dear Lord Divine Envoy, there are many terrible demons imprisoned in the Watcher's Cave, many of them are officers of the Burning Legion. I don't know which one you are talking about.
Bit?"
Robbie looked directly at Maiev, who suddenly felt uneasy. Robbie's sharp eyes seemed to see through everything.
"Watcher Maiev, you know who I'm talking about. I wonder if your dream last night was sweet? It's a pity that you only took one bite of a table of rare delicacies in the world."
The other watchers didn't know what it meant, and Maiev was so frightened that she almost lost her temper.
"They know everything, my conspiracy, my ambition, and my dream of the Night Elf Queen."
Maiev felt like she was spinning. She held on to the handrail tightly to keep from collapsing. All her ambitions and dreams were shattered.
"We don't care about the internal affairs of the night elves, and we don't want to interfere." Robbie's words made Maiev feel relieved a little, and then she heard Robbie continue:
"The traitor Illidan, he has obtained the true inheritance of Sargeras, and he is best at corrupting people's hearts with insidious magic. Before you are affected by dark magic, we are willing to lend a helping hand to help you solve this problem. For the sake of the night elves,
clan, and for Azeroth Maiev, you shouldn’t refuse.”
Being caught and beaten again and again, Maiev dared not have the slightest opinion and could only accept the reality:
"It is our honor to have the help of these two priests."
"Very well, Warden, without further ado, we need to see Illidan the Betrayer immediately."
In the cold cell, the monster tied to the pillar looked at the two trolls strangely.
He sensed something was wrong and felt some magic power fluctuations. If his injuries were recovering a little and he was not bound by the Moon God's runes, he would definitely find out that these two trolls were disguised by magic.
Robbie glanced at the various torture instruments made by Maiev, shook his head and sneered:
"Maev, you miscalculated. Illidan has been passed down by Sargeras and can endure all physical pain. These torture tools of yours are meaningless to him and will only make him feel good."
"This troll is talking nonsense about the personal biography of Sargeras." The monster was confused.
"Fortunately, Bwonsamdi, the omnipotent troll god of death, has seen everything." Robbie smiled maliciously: "Maev, I can teach you some ways to hurt your soul. You have to believe in the ability of a god of death.
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The monster was scared out of his mind. This was exactly what he was afraid of. He could only look at Maiev pleadingly.
Maiev, who was unable to protect herself, dared to refuse, saying that being able to make "Illidan" surrender might not be a way to solve the problem. At least Maiev's position could be kept for now.
Robbie commanded the watchers and carved some runes of the dead on the stone pillars.
As the power of the runes circulated, the monster's soul was severely damaged. This was the most terrible punishment in the world. It directly hurt the soul, tore it apart many times in a row, and then forcibly fused it. The monster finally lost itself.
"Tell me your name." Robbie asked from the side.
"Who am I? I can't remember?" The monster's eyes were confused.
"You are Illidan Stormrage." Robbie said.
"Yes, I am Illidan Stormrage."
He forgot everything but kept the name of his enemy firmly in his heart: