Chapter six hundred and ninety-eight: the majesty of the gods
"Idiot, how can I give you so much authority? What do I need from you?" Moon God Elune roared angrily. When gods have too much contact with mortals, they will unknowingly be contaminated with the character of mortals and be affected by it.
pollute.
The angel knelt on the ground, trembling with fear.
After a long time, the majestic voice of the Moon God came again:
"I will let the guardian of the World Tree cooperate with you. You don't need to know his identity. Of course, he doesn't know your origin. To go to Darnassus, you must convince Tyrande and tell her that this is a race.
Crisis, the night elves are facing life and death."
The envoy climbed out of the tomb and found his hidden props in the cave nearby.
Do you want to pretend to be a rude orc again? You cannot disobey the will of the moon god.
The Divine Envoy is very strange. In the era when he was active, there was no orc race in Azeroth. After his death, he was resurrected by the Moon God and took over as the previous Divine Envoy. It was not until the opening of the Dark Portal that he realized that he was pretending to be an orc.
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The envoy put on the disguise of an orc and inserted two fangs. The orc he admired most was Gul'dan, so he was dressed in the image of Gul'dan.
Gul'dan, like him, rose from a humble beginning. He used his skill and courage to unite the scattered tribesmen, defeated powerful enemies, and became the master of this continent.
Seeing Gul'dan, he was reminded of his magnificent life.
Unfortunately, Gul'dan failed to withstand the temptation of power and met his end in the Tomb of Sargeras. This was very similar to the envoy's later years.
At that time, he was also struggling to pursue power and dreamed of being immortal like the night elves. It was precisely because of this that he was favored by the Moon God.
Unfortunately, the Moon God's temper is not good, and he treats the envoys very harshly.
He got the eternal life he dreamed of, but his identity as a divine messenger seemed like an endless torture, which made him hold his breath and eager to vent.
Darnassus.
Doras spent a lot of gold coins, traded with various intelligence dealers, and bribed night elf sentries. Within a few days, a large amount of information about Malfurion and Tyrande was collected.
This information was compiled, screened, and finally sent to Vol'jin and Garrosh.
After seeing this, Wo Jin frowned and couldn't calm down for a long time.
Malfurion and Tyrande, apart from their well-known arrogance and arrogance, had no flaws in their lives and could not fault them at all.
The Kingdom of Stormwind has a solid Storm Barrier, Lordaeron has a luxurious throne, the Kingdom of Zandalar has a historic palace, and even the Darkspear trolls built a palace for the warchief.
The chief's tent of the tauren and the golden tent of the orcs, these luxurious and luxurious residences are admirable, but Tyrande only lives in the Temple of the Moon and really regards serving the moon god as his duty.
As for Malfurion, he has been sleeping in the beast's bed all year round, let alone enjoying any luxury.
The two of them live a very simple life, with absolutely no decorations like lovers. Apart from their firm grip on power, they seem to take everything very lightly. They don't pay any attention to dress, clothing, pomp and the like.
They are simply a model couple and a model of morality.
Unable to find any fault with the couple, Wojin was at his wits' end and looked extremely ugly.
"Vol'jin, you must come up with a way." Garrosh threatened: "You are Thrall's think tank. You are usually resourceful and full of schemes. Now you have suffered multiple failures. I doubt our alliance."
Wojin had no choice but to say unconfidently:
"Now there is only one way. Since Tyrande has no flaws, we will create flaws for her. Believe me, greed is the nature of living creatures. Night elves live a simple life. Tyrande did not have the conditions to enjoy a luxurious life before, so we will use
Money and luxuries corrupt her, and once she falls into this abyss, it will be difficult to climb out."
Doras rolled her little eyes, seeming to be touched:
"You want me to give Tyrande various luxuries and delicacies, build her a luxurious residence, and provide her with handsome men. What if she refuses?"
Wo Jin showed a cunning look: "The temptation is carried out bit by bit, and it corrupts her heart unknowingly. I have a plan, starting from giving her a pair of ivory chopsticks. If you have ivory chopsticks, you must have a companion."
To match the exquisite utensils, there must be delicacies, luxurious accommodation, and a large group of servants that can match them.”
Just as the three of them were discussing secretly, a loud shout came from outside the door:
"Idiots, you don't understand the night elves at all, let alone Malfurion and Tyrande."
The three of them were all shocked. After all, this was the city of the night elves, and they were worried that the conspiracy would be exposed.
An orc walked in from the outside, with sharp fangs and a ferocious face. Dora suddenly felt familiar, as if she had seen Gul'dan in the past.
The disguise of the divine envoy was not very clever. The sharp-eyed Garrosh saw the flaw and shouted: "Who dares to pretend to be a noble and great orc? I will smash your head."
Garrosh punched the Divine Envoy. This guy of unknown origin made him uneasy. He wanted to subdue him and ask what happened. The Divine Envoy did not panic and slowly exhaled:
"break"
There was a loud bang, and no God was seen taking action. Garrosh felt as if he had been hit hard by a giant beast, and his huge body flew out like a cannonball, making a big hole in the wall, and fell heavily to the ground.
Garrosh felt severe pain all over his body and was about to jump up to fight back when the angel stretched out his left hand.
"return."
Garrosh felt like he was being held tightly by an invisible force and was pulled back into the hands of the angel. The angel grabbed Garrosh's throat and raised his right hand to slap him hard in the face.
The angel's attack speed was not very fast, but he had to exert great force every time. The attack only caused Garrosh's skin to be torn open, two fangs to be broken, and an unknown number of teeth in his mouth to be broken, and his face was dripping with blood.
After venting the anger in his heart, the envoy felt a sense of relief. As soon as he let go, Garrosh fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, unconscious.
Both Vol'jin and Doras were dumbfounded. Garrosh was very powerful, and Thrall and King Saurfang may not be his opponents, but they were unable to fight back in front of this strange orc.
Doras ignored the seriously injured Garrosh and hurriedly showed a flattering expression: "I didn't expect that there would be such a great hero among the orcs. The little girl Doras has seen the adults?"
"Orc?" The envoy snorted disdainfully: "I am not a dirty and barbaric orc. This is just a crude disguise. I am the envoy of the moon god Elune. From now on, you must obey me.
Act on the orders given.”
Vol'jin and Doras were both surprised after hearing this. It is said that only Malfurion and Tyrande have seen the divine messenger of the Moon God. It is unknown to outsiders. It has only existed in legends. They did not expect that the divine messenger
It actually happened.
Tyrannical strength is the best symbol of status. He defeated Garrosh easily. Neither Vol'jin nor Doras doubted his identity. Vol'jin hurriedly lowered himself and said flatteringly:
"Great envoy, little Wojin is willing to serve you."
Seeing this, Doras hurriedly knelt on the ground humbly: "Dear envoy of the gods, I am a devout believer in the Moon God, and I am willing to dedicate everything I have to the Moon God." (To be continued)