Countless hellfires fell on Mount Hyjal, creating huge craters one after another. The terrifying hellfires climbed up from the bottom of the pits, and the blazing flames ignited everything around them.
In the Burning Legion, Hellfire was summoned by the eredar and the Dreadlord's mages, and existed as vanguards and siege weapons.
Without the protection of the Flame King, Hellfire frantically absorbed the fire element and expanded rapidly. They were emotionless killing machines, killing all creatures they could see.
The main force of the night elves, the ancient tree of war, fell into weakness and was unable to compete with the hellfire, and soon turned into a ball of burning torches.
After the Hellfire, the main force of the Burning Legion launched an attack. The Doom Guard and the Dread Guard entered the battlefield, harvesting the lives of the night elves.
Malfurion pulled Tyrande, and the two of them were hidden in a shadow, covering the eyes of the legionnaires. Everything that entered their eyes was filled with blazing flames, and they didn't know where to flee.
"What should we do?"
Tyrande fell into despair. Once the sun rose and all things were revealed, the shadows would lose their effect and the two would be exposed to the Legion's sight.
Suddenly there was a huge roar, and the couple followed the sound and saw Cenarius raising his hands high, surrendering to the Burning Legion.
But the soldiers of the legion were obviously worried about this huge creature, and they bound it tightly with rune chains. An abyss lord trampled Cenarius to the ground and ravaged him viciously.
"My mentor, he pointed out the direction for us." Malfurion closed his eyes and said painfully: "Tylande, you and I have already expected that Cenarius will attack the Land of Fire, and Mount Hyjal will be destroyed.
There will be an end."
"It's Elune, the Moon God. We can't go against the Moon God's will." Tyrande had no choice but to twitch in a low voice: "As priests of the Moon God, we have no choice but to have devout faith."
The soldiers of the legion slaughtered the night elves, just like chopping melons and vegetables. The blood had no time to spurt out, and the bodies were already charred. Malfurion looked at the tragedy of the night elves and said sadly:
"Yes, we all know that the alliance with the orcs is wrong, and breaking the alliance with the Lord of Fire is suicidal. It is just because we believe in the moon god Elune and think that Elune's wisdom surpasses that of mortals, and she is always right.
So I dare not and cannot object. Now it seems that the Moon God is deceiving us, and we can only rely on the Legion to survive."
"Do you really want to join the Legion?" Tyrande muttered to himself.
Cenarius fell to the ground and let out a cry of pain.
The Lord of the Abyss viciously broke his limbs, but he seemed to have survived successfully. As long as he was willing to accept the enslavement of the power of evil, he could become a general of the Burning Legion.
Pity the millions of night elves on Mount Hyjal, the Burning Legion will not accept the surrender of ordinary people.
When Tyrande was hesitating whether to surrender to the Burning Legion, a miracle appeared in the flames.
Some of those desperate and painful night elves had been ignited by the flames and were dying, waiting for death to come, but they suddenly turned into streaks of white light and disappeared.
"It's the moon goddess Elune, she's saving her people."
Tyrande wiped away her tears and regained her courage.
Malfurion also noticed the mysterious white light and the blazing flames, which were miracles of life.
Feeling the fluctuation of magic power around him, Malfurion said in surprise:
"This is an extremely advanced magic. It is superior to all teleportation spells in Azeroth. It is a magic that does not belong to mortals. Yes, it must be the moon goddess Elune. She is showing us miracles."
However, what did the moon god Elune mean by first causing the night elves to fall into despair, and then taking action to save some of their people? Malfurion and Tyrande felt that their wisdom was limited and could not compete with the great moon god.
But they successfully extinguished their plans to defect to the legion.
What Malfurion and his wife failed to notice was that those night elves who were qualified to turn into white light were all in deep despair, completely disappointed in the moon god Elune, and even loudly cursed the blasphemer of the moon god.
And those loyal believers of Elune, those who persisted in their faith in the Moon God, either fell under the slaughtering knife of the Burning Legion, or were reduced to ashes in the blazing flames.
Lu Helmet and his son turned into two balls of flame, hiding their bodies. This was the magic of the Flame Druid. The flames of the legion could not harm them. Lu Helmet looked at the streaks of white light and let out a sigh of relief:
"Our efforts have not been in vain. Thanks to Alsace and the Scourge, at least half of our tribe can survive the catastrophe that originally destroyed Mount Hyjal, and we will surely be able to rebuild our homeland in the future."
Vastann shook his head and said painfully: "Father, don't be stupid. They have already doubted the Moon God and are no longer followers of the Moon God. Even if they are willing to come back, can Malfurion and Tyrande accept it?"
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Staghelm sighed helplessly, his mood falling into a low point again. Even if the night elves escaped this disaster, Malfurion and Tyrande would still be the leaders.
Just as the Draenei were massacred by the orcs, it did not affect Prophet Velen's leadership status at all.
Prophet Velen relies on the Legion of Light, while Tyrande and his wife rely on the moon god Elune.
"How will Arthas arrange our people?" Staghelm asked worriedly.
Vastein's eyes were dull and he shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Thinking about how the Scourge would treat these hundreds of thousands of night elves, various terrifying rumors about Arthas came to mind, and Staghelm was frightened.
To take a step back, even if Arthas is willing to treat the night elves kindly, such a huge number requires a large piece of land to survive. Will the moon god Elune let these traitors go?
"I'm going to Nordrassil. It's heavily defended there and it won't be easy for the Burning Legion to capture it."
Deer Helmet's eyes showed a will to die. Even if there was a chance of survival, he would not join the strange Scourge Legion. He would die at the foot of the World Tree like his ancestors.
"Father, Alsace gave this to me. I hope it will be useful."
Valstann placed an unfamiliar flag into Staghelm's hands.
The re-energized Tyrande couple also moved closer to Nordrassil. Along the way, they saw countless night elves being slaughtered, large tracts of forests burned, and countless white lights flying away.
Soon we arrived at the Heart Spring, which was guarded by orcs, a sacred place on Mount Hyjal. The spring water boiled violently under the flames of the legions. Inside, there were countless night elves corpses, layer upon layer, which was shocking.
The orcs' symbol of glory, King Saurfang, led a large group of orcs to drive the night elves into the scalding boiling water. The densely packed corpses polluted the spring water and destroyed this magical sanctuary.
"Stupid night elves, you only deserve to be reduced to the orcs' military rations." Saurfang shouted proudly, instructing the orcs to fish out the cooked corpses and make them into the orcs' rations.
"Moon God Elune, please look at this tragic scene, please save the poor night elves."
Tyrande knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly to the Moon God. Malfurion quickly covered her mouth and complained in a low voice: "Damn it, don't make a sound. Do you want to die? You also want to become a body in the spring.