Chapter seven hundred and seventy-three: Vastane's oath
Robbie once again felt the deep malice of history, and he had tried his best, but unfortunately he still could not change history. The night elves were destined to fail to win, and Archimonde was bound to ascend the World Tree.
Although the night elves tried their best to destroy this batch of equipment, a small amount still spread to the outside world. Doras, the richest man in Kalimdor, bought a set at a high price and made simple modifications, installing a pair of the fangs of the Abyss Lord on his shoulders.
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Doras gave this set of armor to Garrosh, thus earning Garrosh the title of the Invincible God of War. He slew countless night elves with scorn on the battlefield, and finally helped him ascend to the throne of Great Britain.
The position of chief.
However, Robbie's plan is aimed at Archimonde, and helping the night elves is just incidental.
One hundred sets of high-grade armor can be exchanged for a gem from Mount Hyjal.
This makes the gemstones produced from ancient gemstone veins extremely precious, which is equivalent to driving up the price of gemstones in disguise.
Although the orcs polluted the roots of the World Tree, which resulted in the creation of ancient gemstone veins, even Archimonde and Thrall did not know the cause and effect relationship.
Everyone speculates that this is Nordrassil's protection mechanism for itself, and it is a necessity for making top-level magic equipment. If used to make weapons, it may surpass the Ashbringer.
It's a pity that the night elves who reject magic can't use it.
If the Burning Legion really destroys the World Tree, this magical gem will immediately go out of print.
After processing and purification by the Scourge Legion, the essence of a hundred gems was extracted and condensed into one. Robbie took out a few gems and put them up for auction at the goblin neutral auction house, and they immediately sold for a sky-high price.
The identity of the buyer is very scary. There are representatives of the Holy Light Legion and the mysterious void forces of the Tomb of Sargeras. They don't know that the gem has been purified and the pure magic contained in it is crazy.
Archimonde really wanted to buy one, but unfortunately his bid didn't make it to the table.
As a gem that is about to be out of print, its own value is second to none. All the major forces are studying the gem itself, hoping to mass-produce it, which means that they can continuously create Ashbringer.
The plan has been initially completed. Robbie was worried that the Wrath of Nordrassil would not be able to kill Archimonde, so he came up with the Gemstone Plan and the caravan of three hundred Vrykul warriors.
After all, even Guardian Medivh knew about the Wrath of Nordrassil, so how could Archimonde, who was on guard, be fooled.
After all the equipment was destroyed, Tyrande finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the night elves began to expel the vrykul caravan from the fortress.
Unfortunately, the Vrykul caravan camp was protected by magic. As soon as they entered it, they fell into a maze and walked out of the door inexplicably. The night elves, who did not understand magic, could not break the maze and could only send out heavy troops to surround it.
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When it was time to rest, Tyrande and Malfurion lay on the bed, confused.
There was a lot of opposition within the night elves to the destruction of equipment this time, but unfortunately they were all suppressed.
Tyrande looked at the ceiling above her head, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
She looked at Malfurion, who was also tossing and turning, and asked, "Is what we are doing really right?"
"What are you worried about, Tyrande?" Malfurion asked, who was also troubled.
Tyrande's eyes widened and he said in confusion: "I'm worried about Archimonde and Medivh. What if they don't abide by the agreement? Once General Feathermoon's secret mage army is wiped out, we night elves will really be finished. As for what
You and I both know how hopeless and hopeless a wish for the blessing of the moon god Elune is."
Malfurion turned sideways and said seriously:
"For the night elves, this is a huge gamble on the fate of the race. Archimonde and Medivh kept their promise, and the night elves can survive. If they break their promise, the night elves will be exterminated. But for us, this is the only
The opportunity to seize power, even if the night elves are wiped out, with our strength, we will still have a way to survive."
Tyrande knows this truth deeply. The safety of the race and the power of the individual are more important. There is a balance in everyone's heart.
Just like they all know that if the night elves want to become stronger, they must study magic.
But there are many things that we know are right, but we just can’t do them.
Losing power is like cutting off your heart and soul, it really hurts.
"Tyrande, Malfurion, I finally understand who you are. Why have you ever thought about your people? You have delayed the night elves for ten thousand years. You are the sinners of the night."
A familiar voice echoed in the room. This was Tyrande's bedroom, the most heavily guarded place in the entire fortress.
Malfurion raised his head in surprise and saw a familiar shadow.
"Vastan Staghelm, it's you. Damn it, how did you get in?" Malfurion was about to call the guards, but found that he could not move, and a root was tightly restraining him.
"Stop shouting, it's useless. This room has been blocked." Vastann's eyes were full of blood and tears, looking a bit scary. He was crying for the future of the night elves.
"Great Moon God Elune, please give me endless power to destroy the evil in front of you." Tyrande knew that Valstann had become the undead of the Scourge, and hurriedly prayed to the Moon God Elune.
Unfortunately, Elune's power disappeared without a trace, and the roots temporarily sealed the power within her body.
Valstein wiped the blood and tears on his face and said:
"It's useless, Tyrande. Even the Aspect Dragon can't resist the entanglement of my roots. This is the magic full of charm, the power you have always rejected. How powerful her power is, so beautiful, it is intoxicating.
.If the night elves all learned magic, there would be no need to fear the invasion of the Burning Legion. In ten thousand precious years, we might have left Azeroth long ago, explored the secrets of the universe, and dominated a star field."
Malfurion knew something was wrong. Valstann's strength was beyond imagination and he could no longer fight against him. He hurriedly moved him with family affection: "Vastann, don't forget, I am your father's mentor. I am watching you."
grow up."
Vastain shed tears of blood and sobbed softly:
"I'm not here to kill you, I just want to tell you the truth. I hope you can have a little conscience. Yes, as you guessed, our people were rescued by the Scourge Legion? And those precious equipment,
It’s also technology provided by the Scourge, but do you think these are free?”
Valstein looked at the couple, waved his fists, and roared angrily:
"One hundred years, we promised to serve the Scourge Legion for one hundred years in exchange for technology and materials. The tribesmen have worked day and night, and have not had a good night's sleep for several months, just to make you waste less on the battlefield.
Blood, but what have you done? You have disappointed me so much."
Tyrande was worried that Valstane was out of control, and gently advised him: "Vastanen, you have to calm down, things are not what you think."
"Don't tell me those hypocritical lies. I can see your faces clearly."
Vastann shook his head in disappointment: "Thanks to the Scourge for saving the people, the night elves can still continue. A hundred years from now, you will be nothing more than ants in our eyes. Don't worry, we will not compete with the ants for power."